Gone

Yao's record

In particular, a large part of that historical material is still touting the achievements of Lian Fangzun in the Sun Shooting Campaign

According to a few small clips, Xue Yang has confirmed that Xue Yang 50 years ago was broken enough to take off

There is also an address just outside the city, which is said to be given to Xue Yang by Jin Guangshan to concentrate on his cultivation.

Xue Xiaomei probably knows what this address does when she sees here, it is nothing more than refining corpses

Xue Xiaomei closed the book, feeling a little uneasy. Another Xue Yang committed such a serious crime 50 years ago

I still have the same name as him, and I may look a little similar to him.

How to pursue Xiao Xingchen?Song Lan alone can tear him apart

Xue Xiaomei feels more and more that she is a villain, not good at learning, and can neither control nor possess the vicious corpses like Wen Ning and Song Lan.

He also has a face like the one he loves and the enemy he loves

At this time, Jin Lingti walked out of the side room next door without thinking.

"You kid doesn't have a sword yet, see if you can use this one, your master is really picky"

Throwing it in the face again, Xue Yang stretched out his hand to grab it, and there were two words engraved on a sword

"Surrender disaster? Surrender disaster?"

Jin Ling laughed out loud.

"Little brat, this sword is called to bring down disasters, to bring down disasters. See if you can draw it out, and if you can draw it out, it will be yours."

Xue Yang disliked the name of the sword a little, so he pulled it out perfunctorily.

Unexpectedly, it was pulled out all of a sudden, without much effort, as elegant as a feather being waved by someone

Xue Yang was stunned. It turned out that he had secretly drawn Lan Wangji's saber, but not only did he not draw it out, but his face was blushed when he was drawn by the sword.

The laughing Wei Wuxian rolled straight away

I didn't expect this sword to fit so well

"I just said that you are destined. You have the same name as its former owner. Even the sword recognizes you. I will send you off."

Jin Ling leaned on the bookshelf very carelessly

When Xue Yang heard that this was the original Xue Yang's sword, his heart was even heavier.

Other people's accessories can be easily pulled out and used, which shows that there is a real connection between them

I thanked you dully and took my leave.

Out of the Jinlin Terrace, slipped onto the chariot path engraved with the life of the Patriarch of the Jin family, which was opened only on that major festival.

Found Xue Yang 50 years ago on one corner of Jin Guangyao's four life pieces

It was so similar, Xue Yang looked at the gloomy face exactly like himself in the sculpture

I feel that I am the reincarnated Xue Yang, but I have to bear the scorn of the previous life after changing the beginning

look at that gloomy smiling face

Xue Yang decided to go to the place designated for Xue Yang to practice outside the city to see if there were any clues.

At least in my previous life, the technique of refining corpses was really excellent, and I was also good friends with Lianfang-zun

Xue Xiaomei comforted herself, smiled wryly, and left the city

With a whistling, the poor scholar emerges from a bush

Walking out of the city one by one

The more you go, the more desolate you are, the more cloudy you will be

Detour through a section of unusually lush woods

Xue Yang saw a row of dark longhouses, which were already dilapidated.

The roof is mostly leaking and several walls have collapsed

There is a square in front of the longhouse, on which there are fragments of paper talismans, and some instruments of torture are randomly piled up in the corner

The surrounding chain-link fence is corroded

Some low-level walking corpses have rotted into bones and are still dragging slowly

A gust of wind blew, and a broken cup was blown to Xue Yang's feet

Xue Yang picked it up and wrote the word Xue on the bottom of the cup

Xue Xiaomei looked at the cup, then at the corpse refining field

Plop down and sit on the ground

For a moment, I felt that I was not worthy of Xiao Xingchen who was like the moon and the breeze

Although I was mentally prepared before coming here, this is obviously a place where living people are used to refine corpses

Xue Yang clenched his hands unconsciously.

Grasping too tightly, the broken mouth of the cup scratched his fingers, but Xue Yang didn't feel any pain.

Standing up with the support of disaster reduction, he drew his sword. Wherever the sword energy went, a piece of gravel

It wasn't until the corpse refining ground was razed to the ground that Xue Yang felt that the anger in his heart calmed down a little.

Looking at my new saber

From now on, you are the one who conquers the disaster, the disaster

Gap 09

Xue Yang has been working as a demolition team all day, smashing, smashing, burning

until this mortise disappears

Hold the disaster in your hand and watch the fire that burns all over the sky and razes this place to the ground

In the light of the fire, there are screams of living corpses who do not want to reincarnate, wrapped together with the sound of the wind

Xue Yang's eyes were dyed fiery red by the fire, and his eyes were terrifying

The poor scholar tremblingly hid behind him, keeping a distance of ten feet

Poor scholars are so cowardly that they will die, otherwise they would not be bullied to death during their lifetime

After death, it seems that he used his soaring resentment to dominate for a period of time

But as soon as the serf turned over and sang, he ran into Xue Yang, even if he didn't meet Xue Yang

Meeting other cultivators is also a dead end, and they may already be queuing up in the underworld by now

I don't know if meeting Xue Yang is a blessing or a curse

He watched Xue Yang do nothing for a long time, as if a sculpture stood before the fire

He also dare not move

One person and one corpse stood there until the fire burned everything up and went out by itself.

Only now did Xue Yang come back to his senses, and wanted to lift his feet to leave

As soon as my feet were soft, I fell down and sat down. I stood for too long and my legs were numb.

The poor scholar stepped forward to support him, trying to lift him up, and helped him several times

Xue Yang couldn't even stand up by himself.

There is no way, the poor scholar can only carry him away

The two are about the same height, and the poor scholar's slender arms and legs still gained a lot of strength after being turned into a living corpse

Easily carry a person on your back, effortlessly

It's just that the back is unprofessional, Xue Yang adjusted his posture desperately to be more comfortable

"Pawn, where are we going now?" The big tongue really has no cure

"Back to Yiling"

Since Song Lan knew Master and respected him very much, Master might have a trick

Xue Xiaomei is going back to hug her thigh!

Liyang was also on the way, and stopped by to see the Chang family who had been exterminated

The mistress in the town said that now I can still occasionally hear the Chang's family knocking on the door

Xue Yang was walking on the way to Chang's, and the little finger of his left hand felt an inexplicable pain in his heart

Chang's gate has already started to fall down. The opening is so big that smaller children can come in and out freely.

If the matter is what Xiaoer said, then after a while, the Chang family's corpse will be disastrous

Xue Yang pushed open the door that was almost gone

The coffin parked in the yard suddenly shook

Dozens of coffins shaking together is still very scary

The beating sound in the coffin was loud, jumping out with the coffin nails on the coffin

There are a few coffins where the seams can already be seen, even if the lid is not pushed away

there is a way out

Xue Yang looked at the courtyard where demons danced wildly, but he still collected himself

Take the spirits you bought in town and pour them over these coffins

Take out the fire pocket, light it and throw it on the coffin

The fire rushed up, and the sound of patting the coffin became louder.

It was also mixed with screams, very shrill

Xue Yang was still unmoved by it, standing very close and watching the fire

The heat waves are mixed with a rancid smell, and black shavings are flying in the air

Burning all the way, Xue Yang felt that burning these places related to the former Xue Yang would make him feel better

At least some people finally go to reincarnation, as if they can make their sins less

Xue Yang just looked at it for a while this time and left without waiting for it to burn out.

And the fire took two days to clean up, and since then, Liyang has never knocked on the door again. Chang's ghost story, and the fact that there used to be a monk here has also been obliterated.

This morning, it was just dawn

Lan Wangji planned to get up lightly like usual to practice sword, and let Wei Wuxian continue to sleep for a while

As soon as he took his hand off Wei Wuxian's body, Wei Wuxian woke up

Wei Wuxian stared at Lan Wangji in bewilderment, then hugged Lan Wangji again.

Lan Wangji patted him reassuringly, coaxing him to continue sleeping

Wei Wuxian rubbed against Lan Wangji coquettishly, and snuggled into his arms

"Brother Lan, how long has Xiaomei been gone, why am I in such a panic?"

Lan Wangji paused, his face darkened

I thought I was going to say something personal, but I ended up worrying about the little overlord of Yiling

"It's best if nothing happens. He looks too much like the original Xue Yang, and he'll die if he finds revenge."

Wei Wuxian was talking in a daze, and then fell asleep in Lan Wangji's arms, Lan Wangji slowly pulled out his hand

After touching his face, he went out to practice sword angrily, hum!

Coincidentally, this day happened to be the day when Xue Xiaomei went home to hug her thigh

When Xue Xiaomei and the poor scholar climbed up the mountain

I happened to see his master practicing like a celestial being, just finished his sword practice, and just about to say hello

Just look at his master with a black face and strike with a sword

As soon as Xue Yang drew out the disaster relief, he blocked it.

The master and the apprentice made gestures in the open space outside the house.

Xue Yang's swordsmanship was taught by Lan Wangji, so it is naturally not as good as Lan Wangji

Later, I just dodge everywhere

When Lan Wangji vented his anger, he withdrew the sword and frowned when he saw Xue Yang's sword.

Reluctantly praised a word of progress

Wei Wuxian woke up as early as when they made gestures

Leaning against the door frame with a cloth on, his eyes were fixed on the sword in Xue Yang's hand

As soon as they finished, Wei Wuxian stood up with a smile on his face.

"Xiaomei, show master the sword in your hand"

When Xue Yang came back, he wanted to hug his thigh, and sent the sword in his hand meanly

Wei Wuxian took a closer look and touched the scabbard

"Where did you get this?"

"Sent by Uncle Jin" Xue Yang has been very honest in front of their husband and wife

"Yo, it's rare for Jin Ling to be generous." Wei Wuxian was still grinning, looking at the sword over and over again.

"You can keep it if I give it to you, I have a destiny with you"

"Master, what do I have to do with Xue Yang from 50 years ago?" Xue Xiaomei flattered her master

Wei Wuxian glanced at him sideways, feeling that he was hiding something

"What's the matter, who did you meet when you went down the mountain, you wouldn't go to Jin Ling to fight the autumn wind as soon as you got off the mountain?"

"No, no, how could it be. I, I, I went to Yicheng and met Daoist Xiao Xingchen there, and I even took the living corpse of Song Lan, Daoist Song for him.