【Xiyao】Fake prudence

"Huai Sang!" Lan Xichen also stood up, his voice was high, his chin was raised, and the real fire of samadhi was almost gushing from his bright eyes.

The smile faded away from the ice sculpture-like face, and the green meridians on the exposed graceful neck were raised, knotted, and stretched.

Qinglong, who had been dormant for many years, woke up, raised his head, and neighed, as if if Nie Huaisang said one more word, he would spit out lightning and blow Nie Huaisang into dust.

The atmosphere is tense.

Jin Guangyao hid behind the green gauze cupboard and borrowed a small round hole to have a panoramic view of the elegant room.

Lan Xichen's expression was really scary, if he had reverse scales, they would have stood up straight at this moment.

Many years ago, when Jin Guangyao was young and ignorant, he had expected Lan Xichen to get angry for him and fight Nie Mingjue.

Nie Mingjue yelled at him, he was just farting, yelled, and slid under Lan Xichen's creaking nest, dexterously slipped through the wide and soft sleeves, and hid in the shadow of the first son of Xianmen .

Nie Mingjue kept yelling and cursing, but Jin Guangyao remained indifferent, so Nie Mingjue could only go back to practicing his sword in anger, mistaking the stone for Jin Guangyao, and chopped it to pieces.

But when Nie Mingjue yelled at Lan Xichen, Jin Guangyao became angry, aggrieved, and got into the horns, slashing at Nie Mingjue's little man behind his back, cursing him to have a sword attack soon.

This mentality is really weird.

Around that time he already regarded Lan Xichen as his man——

Man, that's all for that reckless man to bully me, why do you have to suffer that cowardice?

Prudence, bear the sky and bear with the elder brother, sooner or later you will suffocate yourself.

At that time, Jin Guangyao would never admit that he felt sorry for Prudence.

At this moment, Jin Guangyao naturally felt sorry for his man.

Prudence finally got angry with him, but Mr. Jin had already learned to be virtuous and virtuous, and he didn't want to be that Zhao Feiyan who brought disaster to the country and the people, so he went into battle himself, laughing wildly through the green gauze cabinet:

"Nie Huaisang, are you so inferior that you have only a few means left? You have worked hard for more than ten years to avenge your elder brother, but you have unknowingly become the person whom your elder brother hates the most. After killing the demon, you have become a new demon. That's ridiculous."

Jin Guangyao's shrill laughter lingered in the elegant room, and the disciples outside felt their heads go numb, feeling that Jin Guangyao had gone crazy again.

The folding fan covered half of Nie Huaisang's face, leaving only a pair of good-natured eyes exposed, rolling around like two will-o'-the-wisps in the tomb: "It doesn't matter how high or low the method is. The winner is a prince and the loser is a bandit. If you don't break this point, you will lose. If you want to fight against a despicable and insidious person like you, you have to become even more despicable and insidious than you. Third brother, ridicule can't hide the reality of your failure."

He looked at Lan Xichen again, and said proudly, "Second brother, you also failed. You didn't kill the three corpses, so you are doomed to fail to achieve a positive result."

"Yes, I failed, but you succeeded."

Lan Xichen said affirmatively, but shook his head slightly.

"But what did you get? From your eyes, I can't see the joy of victory. Even though Ayao was wrong, have you forgotten? If he hadn't taken the risk to assassinate Wen Ruohan in the Yanyang Palace back then, what would you have done?" I lost my elder brother earlier. How can everything in the world be simply concluded by the words 'right or wrong'?"

Nie Huaisang turned around slowly, staring at the green smoke curling up from the jade furnace: "I am indeed not as happy as I imagined, I also looked up to you, and sincerely regard you and him as brothers, even though in the mouth of the elder brother, he is a treacherous and cunning villain , even if your heart is clearly placed on him, I still want to believe that you have the ability to maintain balance, but unfortunately, you let me down, your preference for him has become the big brother's reminder."

Nie HuaiSang let out a long breath, finally showing an exhausted look on his brows: "All those years you were very kind to me, but I really can't do it if I want to watch you all doing well."

"Huisang, I didn't kill the three corpses, so why did you break free from the three poisons?" Lan Xichen's anger dissipated, but instead he felt a little pity for Nie Huaisang, "If you have revenge for revenge, if you have resentment for revenge, you plan to bring him down. I have nothing to say, but why is his mother innocent?"

"Second Brother, are you preaching to me?" Nie Huaisang sneered, "You can't even teach your own pets well!"

"Huai Sang, do you think I really can't cure you? The matter of Yicheng and Mojiazhuang, as well as the matter of the sacrificial knife hall, can stand a deep investigation? You didn't poison him with the Matanga female poison, how could he? Insane, planning mass burial mounds? You knew his plan, but you didn’t tell him in advance. If Wei Ying and Wangji didn’t go to the mass burial mounds, the Immortal Sect would suffer heavy losses. The benefits of being a fisherman. Knowing that you have such wolfish ambitions in addition to your purpose of revenge, will the big families limit themselves to verbal criticism against the Knife Hall?"

Following Nie Huaisang's provocation, Lan Xichen's attitude also became sharp, and his patience for preaching to people other than Jin Guangyao was very limited.

Now that the cards have been shown, the axioms will be put aside first, and the position will be clearly placed in the first place.

When the long-hidden truth was revealed, Nie Huaisang was startled at first, and then smiled: "Your gentleman, Zewu Jun, the pearl of the world, is he playing with this conspiracy theory like those owls? If Han Guang-jun can really find out conclusive evidence, how can you spare your precious time to see me, second brother?"

"Second brother! You don't need to reason with him anymore. There is no reason in this world, only a position." Jin Guangyao clasped the window lattice tightly, and squeezed out the words through his teeth: "You want him to stop hating us, unless he beheads me. Sinister, take my head as a memorial to Nie Mingjue. If you can be ruthless, I, Jin Guangyao, would willingly stick my neck under your sword and use my dirty blood to cleanse your name. But after I die, please Send Nie Huaisang to be buried with me."

Nie HuaiSang laughed: "Third Brother, take good care of your illness and don't get angry. If you get angry, Second Brother will feel sorry for you too. I will take good care of Auntie's ashes."

A faint mockery appeared in Lan Xichen's eyes: "Do you really think you can control everything? In the past, it's not that I didn't know what he did, and it's not that I didn't know what you did."

"Really?" Nie HuaiSang shook out his folding fan, quietly observing the changes in Lan XiChen's expression.

He was very confident in his ability to organize, and said with a smile: "Second brother knows everything, why didn't he stop it? Even if Hanguang-jun went all the way to investigate the matter of the sacrificial knife hall, it has nothing to do with the Qinghe Nie family. It’s all about ridiculing my family, can you really encircle and suppress the Qinghe Nie family?”

boom!

The green gauze cabinet was kicked away, and Jin Guangyao rushed out, like a beast rushing out of a cage, his eyes gleamed fiercely, clearly ill.

He floated in front of Lan Xichen, pulled out Shuoyue like lightning, stuffed it into Lan Xichen's hands, then tore off his clothes, revealing his fragile chest, and said in a hoarse voice:

"As long as you go down and slash this sword, from now on, no one can stop you, and you will be the final winner."

Lan Xichen held the sword, and stood dumbly.

Jin Guangyao took a step forward.

Lan Xichen took a step back, but he didn't throw his sword, nor did he stop Jin Guangyao.

It seems to be really hesitating.

Jin Guangyao held his head high, his chest flaring up and down, his body leaned back, two rows of ribs were clearly visible, his big eyes were empty, like a lamb sacrificed on an altar.

Nie Huaisang's dark eyes rolled back and forth between Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao, and there was a trace of wrinkle in his originally calm eyes.

"Which power change did the successor step on the bones of the predecessor? You can use me to kill Nie Mingjue, and use Nie Huaisang to bring me down, why stop at this last step?" Jin Guangyao sneered, stepping closer. force.

The tone is domineering, not like the graceful and elegant white peony, but like blood roses growing wild in the wild, full of vitality, but perverse and unruly.

Every time Jin Guangyao uttered a word, Nie Huaisang's shoulders trembled.

Lan Xichen backed back again and again until there was no way to retreat, his back hit the mountain pillar heavily, causing the beams of the roof to tremble, and the swallows nesting under the eaves were frightened and flew past the window chattering.

Jin Guangyao laughed maniacally, but his body at this moment couldn't even support him to laugh unrestrainedly, he soon couldn't breathe, bent his waist, and coughed non-stop.

Several scarlet blood flowers bloomed on the white jade brick, Lan Xichen caught a glimpse of the dazzling blood flowers, slightly raised his left hand, as if he wanted to go forward to touch him, but he didn't take any action.

It was Nie Huaisang who took out the handkerchief and handed it to Jin Guangyao: "Third Brother, take care of your health. As the saying goes, if you go to the Nine Springs, how many years will Second Brother remember you with his forgetful personality?"

Jin Guangyao took the veil, wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and turned to Lan Xichen again, like a sunflower.

He giggled, wrapped himself around Lan Xichen, looked up at him, and said with malicious and bewitching words: "Second brother, if you are small, you are not a gentleman, and if you are not poisonous, you are not a husband. Anyway, I am a person who is going to die, so it's better to use this rotten piece of paper." To fulfill your destiny, I am willing to give up my flesh and blood to nourish your brilliance."

Lan Xichen closed his eyes, frowned and lowered his head, his expression extremely painful, and he said in a deep voice after a while: "In the beginning, I really wanted to use you to achieve my ambitions... The Lan family has been declining day by day since my grandfather's generation, and only The false name of a century-old family supported the facade. When the library was burned, I fled in embarrassment. I could only succumb to the back kitchen of the restaurant and sleep on the same door with you. Facing the ground was full of mice and flying bats. , broken windows, moldy walls..."

Having said this, he opened his eyes, with an incomparable arrogance on his face, and said word by word: "That's not where I should be, Lan Huan."

"That's really not where you should be." Jin Guangyao echoed foolishly, "You should be like Chang'e, living in the Guanghan Palace without dust. The world only deserves to look up to you, but they will never be able to touch you."

"You are really my confidante. In this world, you are the only one who understands me best." With Jin Guangyao's understanding, Lan Xichen finally lowered his head, looked down at him, and gently pressed a kiss on Jin Guangyao's forehead.

As if infected by Jin Guangyao's madness, Lan Xichen also became bewildered. He ignored Nie Huaisang's existence and confided to Jin Guangyao: "The first son, what's the use of the Pearl of the World? That Wen Xu is not as good as me in everything, but You are proud of me, but because the Qishan Wen Sect holds great power, so I also want to fight—for this reason, I did not hesitate to subjugate the Lanling Jin Sect, and endured dormancy for 20 years, in exchange for today's situation."

He paused, and his voice became erratic: "Every step you take, every step Huaisang takes, is within my expectation. The only exception is that I actually fell in love with you."

pat.

The folding fan in Nie Huaisang's hand fell to the ground, and the elegant furnishings around him were distorted, and it suddenly became a huge net, trapping him in it.

For a conspirator who calculates everything precisely, unexpected variables are enough to destroy his composure.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole follows. Could it be that Lan Xichen is the oriole?

Nie HuaiSang wavered hesitantly, his meticulous thoughts became an unreasonable mess.

If it was true what Lan Xichen said, Lan Xichen knew his every move these years, he was just a pawn, and his position was instantly lowered by a hundred times.

Jin Guangyao cried and laughed for a while, staring blankly at Lan Xichen: "I am willing, why are you hesitating?"

Lan Xichen shook his head, caressing Jin Guangyao's cheek: "I'm too deep into the drama, it's hard to get out, if I kill you, I'll take half my life."

Jin Guangyao shook Lan Xichen's shoulders: "Nie Huaisang is right, only by beheading the three corpses can one achieve greatness - I am the three corpses, and you can go to a higher level by beheading me."

Lan Xichen stared at Jin Guangyao for a long time, as if he wanted to see him completely, Jin Guangyao closed his eyes, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

Ambition made the man raise his sword, Nie Huaisang's eyes were dazzled, and the silver light fell suddenly.