[Xue Xiao colleagues] Spring is late

"Xue Yang! Xue Yang!" Xiao Xingchen's feet were bound by the disaster disaster and the talisman paper, and he couldn't move. He could only hear the strong wind and fire raging past his ears. , In the chaos, he was wrapped in the gust of wind and held firmly to the ground.

Xue Yang was pulled to the depths, holding the sword in his left hand and holding the fire ganoderma lucidum tightly in his right hand. His entire palm was painful and numb, and even his arm began to ache. The stabbed wound on his back was bleeding continuously. Climb down the back of your hand.

You can't sit still!Xue Yang swung his sword, folded his head and shoulders, and stabbed viciously at the ugly thing from the front to the back. Unexpectedly, the thing was extremely shrewd. With a twist of its head, it spit out a large ball of spider silk, and pressed it on Xue Yang's shoulder. He dragged Xue Yang, who was entangled in spider webs, far away and ran back.

More blood flowed on the shoulder, part of it was dripping dripping on the fire ganoderma, the ganoderma was stained with blood and suddenly emitted a red light, visible to the naked eye from black red to blood red, Xue Yang was startled and his heart sank, could it be? fake?He was terrified, in order to verify what he thought in his heart, regardless of whether the other hand would also be destroyed, he quickly threw the fire ganoderma into the other hand.

The pain that should have been piercing to the bone did not respond in the other hand. Could it be that the poison is gone?Before he had time to think again, Xue Yang quickly took out the Qiankun bag and wrapped the Ganoderma lucidum around it. He used up the last bit of spiritual power and threw it along the side that was separated from the flames towards Xiao Xingchen.

There was no sound under the huge crack, and it looked like an ugly scar covering the mountains from a distance. The walking corpses on the ground and the besieged dozens of people had long since disappeared, but Jin Ran was still hiding under the stone and couldn't help looking around. Suddenly, Xiao Xingchen jumped out suddenly, grabbed the person's arm and asked anxiously, "Where is the person! Where is Xue Yang? Why are you the only one coming out!"

Xiao Xingchen's face was pale, and he stood motionless, clutching the Qiankun bag that was thrown up, two bloodstains flowed down his face, Jin Ran quickly changed his face, and pulled him with both hands: "Did it fall? Brother Ayang fell down? Didn’t he!” He squinted his eyes and shouted: “Give him back to me! It’s all you! Why do you come back after you’re all separated! You’ve killed him now, you’re satisfied ?”

"Xiao Xingchen! You're taking revenge on him, aren't you? Last time I overheard my little uncle talking to him about past and present lives, and I even mentioned your past, saying that you were killed by him. You want to take revenge, right?" Jin Ran screamed hysterically, holding his head in his arms unacceptably and stepping back step by step, only to see a large group of people behind him rushing towards this side quickly, within a few moments, those people came forward in crowds, and there was a lot of battle. The sword in his hand kept waving: "Where is Xue Yang? Xiandu said he escaped here."

Jin Ran glared viciously at Xiao Xingchen who was standing with his back turned to him, wiped away his tears and shouted: "It's just in time, are you going to be buried with my brother Ayang! He fell into the lava field and disappeared, you wait What? Go down and accompany him!"

"Where did the cub come from..."

The person who spoke was grabbed by the arm and warned: "It belongs to the Jin family." Then he asked in a deep voice: "Did Xue Yang really fall? We don't believe it. He killed so many people in Yueming Mountain, and he has the Yinhu Talisman in his hand." , how could he die so easily? Could it be that Mr. Jin lied to us?"

Jin Ran said angrily: "Why did my young master lie to you? Go down and have a look without fear of death. How dare you mention Yueming Mountain? Although Xue Yang injured someone from the royal corpse, there are no such walking corpses. I'm afraid you will be killed by fierce beasts and monsters." Even more beasts bite to death, forget about being ungrateful, and dare to turn black and white to come to your door!"

When he said this, it seemed as if he had poked a swarm of bees, and the hundred and ten people suddenly laughed and sneered: "Joke! The hunting in Yueming Mountain was organized by your Jin family. Shouldn't your Jin family be responsible for what happened? Besides, Xue Yang , practicing walking corpses and murdering corpses, disregarding the lives of everyone, killing people in Yueming Mountain, and even secretly hiding the Yinhu Talisman of Yiling Patriarch! This kind of mental tricks are not righteous, and they practice crooked methods, and everyone will be punished if they get it!"

Jin Ran was young after all, how could he fight against so many people by himself, he gritted his teeth angrily, stomped his feet, but accidentally rubbed his sleeve against the stone, half of his sleeve disappeared immediately.

The group of people froze for a moment, and hurriedly crowded to find a safe place to retreat. This movement was like a mess, tangled and intertwined and pushed each other. Suddenly, several people fell into the cracks of different sizes under their feet, and the howls were choked in their throats. The human being melted rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and mixed with the rolling solution.

Exclamations continued one after another, and finally turned into a soft gasp. Someone asked in a panic, "Did Xue Yang really fall? He has the Yinhu Talisman to control all ghosts. How could he die so easily?"

A white-clothed You suddenly turned around, raised the long sword in his hand and asked suddenly: "He is here with the sword to bring disaster, I wonder how you think he should die to suit your wishes?"

"Anyone who has the yin tiger talisman can be killed! That would be to tear apart the skin and bones, so that he will never be reborn forever!"

Xiao Xingchen sneered miserably: "That's really great! He fell into the lava and was burned by the ground fire. His bones were blown to ashes! He couldn't be reborn forever! He can't even find a trace of ashes now! He still has his soul dying day by day!" I was tormented by the raging fire every night, and I will not enter reincarnation and will not die from now on! You...are you satisfied?"

"This......"

"This priest is so familiar."

The discussion suddenly became louder, shouting repeatedly: "Xiao Xingchen! He is Mingyue Qingfeng Xiao Xingchen! Why are you blind?"

"Daoist Xiao has a very good reputation, and his eyes were also injured by a monster in Yueming Mountain, so his words must be believed."

"But his repeated questioning is obviously to cover up Xue Yang."

All the Immortal Sects rushed forward and asked, "Is Daoist Xiao's words biased? Everyone knows how many innocent people were killed by Xue Yang raising living people as walking corpses in remote areas on the border. , why did you come to Taoist Priest Xiao, and every sentence is that we are persecuting Xue Yang?"

Xiao Xingchen remained silent, stretched out his fingers into his bosom, took out a thick stack of colorful papers, flicked his wide sleeves lightly, and threw the things into the bosoms of the group of people.

The length of the paper was uneven, the thickness was different, rough and poor quality, even the characters on it were in a mess, some even had blood or ink stained finger prints and palm prints, and sometimes there were messy names painted on them.Thrown by Xiao Xingchen, most of them fell into the arms of those people, and the rest fell to the ground, either melted by magma, or instantly burned by ground fire.

The Qiankun bag in his hand was clenched into a ball by him, his tight fingers were trembling slightly, his eyes were warm, and the blood on them had already flowed to his chin. Several people in the Lan family who were quietly watching felt wrong, and took the paper and frowned : "Is the Taoist alright? Are these emoticons?"

Xiao Xingchen nodded and said, "It's an emoji and it's also a criminal evidence. It has a name, a surname, and an address. You can send someone to check."

After he finished speaking, he didn't care about the chaotic crowd, and he dragged forward step by step. He didn't know if he had received Xue Yang's order, but every time his feet were about to step into the cracks in the ground, he trembled pointing his arm in the other direction.

"Wait a minute! Daoist, stop!" He didn't go far, and those people gathered around holding things, humming: "What do you mean? Those walking dead monsters, even the living dead, children who were eaten, were sucked For the villagers who practice spiritual consciousness, are these all instigated by others? None of them have anything to do with Xue Yang?"

"Daoist Xiao can make Xue Yang really innocent! Even if the blood book and the joint letter signed by ten thousand people you gave are true, but he privately hid the Yinhu Talisman and wounded hundreds of people in Yueming Mountain, and everyone saw it with their own eyes. You can never fake it!"

The vicious eyes of those people flicked around Xiao Xingchen with malicious intentions, and suddenly realized: "Oh! I heard that the reason Xue Yangyu killed the corpse that day was to save a person, and that person... Could it be Xiao Xingchen? Daoist, right? You shield Xue Yang so much! What kind of shady relationship do you have with Xue Yang!"

'boom! 'Xiao Xingchen's brain seemed to be blown into countless pieces, the wind, snow and haze rushed to the top, the storm is not as good as a thousand arrows piercing the heart at this moment, what is the relationship between him and Xue Yang?From the endless enemy, to the bitter confrontation, to the fact that life is worse than death, and now that life and death are separated again, it really is an inescapable evil!

But he also wants to be with him for life and life, and he also wants to miss the reincarnation, why do you have to talk about right and wrong?Sin and fate?

He caressed the disaster, touched the lingering warmth that seemed to still be on it, and smiled warmly: "He and I...are happy people."

Unexpectedly being pushed back, Jin Ran dragged him and stared at the stunned crowd, sneered, "Listen to what he's talking nonsense! Xue Yang is dead, and the person behind the scenes is still at large, that Yinhu Talisman..."

He glanced around, and as expected, those people all widened their eyes and stretched their necks, and even urged: "Quickly say! Where is the Yinhu Talisman?"

"The Yinhu Talisman was snatched away! Xue Yang was besieged by people. When we came, we happened to see those people snatch the Yinhu Talisman and stab Xue Yang like a hedgehog and push him down the crack. No survivors! If you still have the slightest bit of benevolence, it is serious to snatch the Yinhu Talisman back now, if it falls into the hands of evil people, it will not be another bloodbath!"

"That makes sense." Jin Ran turned his head, only to see those Lan family members coming out more and more, nodded in agreement and said: "Young Master Jin is right, the Immortal Governor also promised us when we came, that this matter will be resolved when we are caught." The truth of Xue Yang will come to light. Now that Xue Yang is dead, fortunately Taoist Priest Xiao has collected the evidence. No matter whether he is at fault in Yueming Mountain or not, it is also to save people. Now it can also prove that the gangsters in Dinghu, Fuzhou and other places are the same as walking corpses. Xue Yang has nothing to do with it."

After a pause, he glanced at Xiao Xingchen and Jin Ran, then turned around and said, "Since Xue Yang is dead, this matter is over. Later, the Immortal Governor will explain this matter to everyone. It is not too late, and we should go after him immediately." Yinhu Talisman, what do you guys think?"

Those people made a fuss about half a cup of tea, and they finally pretended to find the Yinhu Talisman reluctantly under the excitement of eagerness to try. Before leaving, some people were unwilling to give up, took off their coats and threw down the black and red weird crack, without even blinking. The clothes slipped from the fingertips, and the magma was rolled by the flames. The clothes instantly turned into fly ash, and climbed up the fingers in a short time. I am afraid that the whole person will be wiped out.

The man backed away with a scream, and glanced at the disaster disaster that Xiao Xingchen was holding in his hand. It was indeed the sword that Xue Yang never left his body. Only now did he believe that Xue Yang was truly more miserable than being ashamed. up ten times.

"Thank you very much." Those people followed the Yinhu Talisman, and there were only two people left in the huge Flame Mountain. Xiao Xingchen nodded at Jin Ran, raised his sword and turned around, Jin Ran grabbed his sleeve in a daze, raised his head and said: " Is he really dead? I don't believe it."

Xiao Xingchen patted him on the head, turned around and stood facing the place where Xue Yang fell for a long time, then said slowly: "I will wait for him if he lives, and I will wait for him if he dies. One day he will return." Will come back to me."

"This world is too bitter. He will not be willing to leave for too long if he has only one candy."