[Magic Dao Patriarch·Chen Qingling] Lan's Night Hunting Notes

When Wen Ning easily eliminated the Soul Eater, Wei Wuxian knew he had been tricked.

This soul-eating goddess turned out to be an illusion!And it is an improved phantom that can confuse real ones!With such a big hand, could it be that he wanted to lure him to summon Wen Ning?

Seeing Wen Ning's viciousness aroused, Wei Wuxian didn't think about who actually designed this situation. He calmed down, raised his flute, and played a gentle and peaceful tune.Wen Ning turned his head to look at Wei Wuxian, his eyes were engulfed by the blackness, but he did give up on continuing to resist those monks, instead he lowered his arms and jingled the iron chains to Wei Wuxian step by step. Wuxian came.

Lan Jingyi and Lan Sizhui looked at each other, they didn't need to say anything, they drew their swords out of their sheaths at the same time, and surrounded Wen Ning with their fellow disciples. To prevent other monks from taking the opportunity to attack Wen Ning, and to secretly protect Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian backed away while blowing, leading Wen Ning away from the monks, and suddenly smelled a cool scent of sandalwood, and suddenly bumped into someone on his back, with a pain in his wrist, the sound of the flute suddenly sounded, Wei Wuxian turned around When he saw it, he looked directly at a pair of light-colored eyes, as clear as snow, but there was an emotion that Wei Wuxian couldn't understand in his eyes.

Wei Wuxian froze immediately, his heart and eyes were full of the figure of the other party—Lan Zhan.

Wen Ning, who couldn't hear the sound of the flute, stood there blankly, his delicate face was blank, and he looked a little silly and cute.Inexplicably, Lan Jingyi, who felt that the ghost general was cute, slapped herself in the heart, while exchanging glances with Lan Sizhui, guarding against other monks suddenly attacking Wen Ning.

Wei Wuxian came back to his senses, no longer held on to his own Lan Zhan, raised his hand, and continued to play the flute. The sound of the flute was rapid, his breath was unsteady, and even broke the end note, which was shrill and piercing. Su Lan's family is so unkind, Lan Sizhui couldn't help but frowned, not to mention Lan Jingyi, if it wasn't for Lan Wangji's presence, he would have jumped three feet high to stop Wei Wuxian hurt the ears of the Lan family.

Wen Ning understood the instructions, turned around, flew away, and disappeared into the woods in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Wen Ning leave, Wei Wuxian let go of his grip on the flute, and when the flute hit the ground, he grabbed Lan Wangji's hand with his backhand. The two of them looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng who received the news rushed forward, "A Ling!"

Jin Ling looked away, "Uncle!"

He hastily checked Jin Ling's body, and after making sure that nothing serious happened to him, Jiang Cheng's heart sank, but he immediately got angry and reprimanded, "Don't you have a signal on you? You don't know how to let go when you are in danger? Why are you so brave!"

Jin Ling, who was almost slapped to death by the dancing girl, was angry and aggrieved, and replied angrily, "Didn't you tell me to take it down?!"

"You still talk back!" Jiang Cheng really wanted to slap this brat back into his mother's stomach, looked at the severely injured Lan's little Shuangbi, and ruthlessly ordered him to pretend to be a monk from another family to protect Jin Several members of Ling's Yunmengjiang clan said, "What the hell is it? Killed you so respectably!"

"Sovereign, yes, it's Wen Ning, ghost general Wen Ning, he's back!"

"What did you say?!"

Shock, disgust, anger, unbelievability, and a fleeting, hallucinatory joy swept across Jiang Cheng's face. After a long time, he said coldly, "This thing has been demolished long ago, how could it come back? !"

"It's really Wen Ning! There is absolutely no mistake, it was that person who summoned him!"

Jiang Cheng looked in the direction the monk was pointing at, unlike his previous hiding and hiding, now he was standing there facing himself without hiding.Familiar figure, familiar attire, but a silver mask covering his facial features—but how could Jiang Cheng fail to recognize who he was?

How could it be impossible to recognize it!

Jiang Cheng stepped forward slowly, stroking the ring with the fingers of his left hand, and a twisted smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Okay, you're finally back?"

The next moment, a whistling current of purple light instantly split towards Wei Wuxian, almost tearing the air apart.

Lan Wangji turned around, and the Wangji Qin floated in mid-air. Lan Wangji, who was guarding Wei Wuxian in front of him, waved his letter, like a stone being thrown into a lake, the blue spiritual power mixed with the sound of the piano. It turned into countless ripples and attacked Jiang Cheng, breaking up the arc brought out by Zidian.

While they were breathing, the two of them fought with no less than dozens of moves, and the strong fluctuations in spiritual power forced everyone to retreat to a safe zone. Except for the disciples of the Lan family and Jin Ling and others who were worried, the other monks all stood by and watched. Surprised and delighted, the surprise was because they did not expect that these two immortal heads of the aristocratic family were stronger than they imagined, and the joy was because they watched the two people fighting endlessly, wishing that the two could fight harder , it's best that Gusu Lan and Yunmeng Jiang can completely tear their faces apart!No matter how bad it is, I hope that the two of them can both lose!

Wei Wuxian looked at the unconcealable malice in the eyes of these monks, twitched the corners of his lips sarcastically, turned around and ran out of the protection zone Lan Wangji left for him.

Lan Sizhui was startled, Lan Jingyi almost cursed out loud, and Jin Ling was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

What are you running, running you idiot? !

When Jiang Cheng saw it, he immediately withdrew from the fight, raised his hand and swung the whip, Lan Wangji hurriedly blocked it, but Zidian had already hit Wei Wuxian squarely on the back, and Wei Wuxian was blown flying. Going out, fell to the ground, choked with pain, and wailed.

Both Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng were stunned, and Jin Ling was also stunned.

On the contrary, Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi were the first to react, calling "Senior Mo!" and ran over to help Wei Wuxian who was numb from Zidian's beating. The white Wei Wuxian kept asking, "Senior Mo, how are you? Are you seriously injured?"

Immediately afterwards, Lan Ziling and the others also ran over, and Lan Ziling hurriedly took out a medicine bottle, "Zidian's spiritual power is powerful, take the medicine quickly, this medicine can relieve Zidian's paralysis."

Wei Wuxian was forced into a pill by Lan Ziling, frowning in pain, he put his hands on Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi's shoulders respectively, looked at Jiang Cheng accusingly, and shouted, "What's wrong? It’s great to have power! Then you can hit people casually?!”

Jiang Cheng couldn't believe it, he couldn't tell whether he was out of anger or out of joy into sadness into anger, and shouted, "This is impossible! You took off the mask!"

"Don't pick it!"

"you!"

"I'm afraid that if you pick it up, you'll be scared to death!"

Hearing this super annoying tone, Lan Jingyi wanted to pull Lan Sizhui to let go and let Wei Wuxian fall out of the hole, but when he saw that Jiang Cheng was about to throw a purple lightning at him, he immediately shouted, "Jiang Cheng!" Suzerain, enough is enough! That’s Zidian! As long as it’s someone who seized the house, Zidian can try it out, but after the death of Yiling Patriarch, not only couldn’t find his body, he couldn’t even bring back his soul. It is impossible to be resurrected unless the body is seized!"

Jiang Cheng stepped forward angrily, "How do you know he's really dead!"

Lan Wangji turned around and stood in front of Wei Wuxian, pointing at Jiang Cheng with Bichen's scabbard, forbidding him to take another half step forward.

For some reason, Lan Jingyi glanced at Wei Wuxian subconsciously, but immediately turned to Jiang Cheng, wondering, "Couldn't it be that Sect Master Jiang killed Wei Wuxian back then?"

There was a moment of silence.

After a long time, Jiang Cheng raised his eyes and stared at Wei Wuxian, like resentment, or other inexplicable emotions, and asked, "Tell me, who are you?!"

Lan Sizhui felt Wei Wuxian's body stiffen, then his arms sank, and he looked sideways, "Senior Mo passed out!"

Lan Wangji turned his head and saw Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi supporting the unconscious man in black. Lan Ziling was taking his pulse. After the pulse was diagnosed, Lan Ziling turned to look at Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng, and then Turning his head and whispering a few words to Lan Sizhui, Lan Sizhui pondered for a moment, and this time he looked at Lan Wangji, "Hanguang-jun, Senior Mo's body couldn't withstand the attack of Zidian's spiritual power, so he passed out , the rest is fine."

Lan Wangji was silent for a moment, then turned around to look at the crowd, without losing the etiquette, but said honestly, "I brought this man back to the Lan family."

Lan Sizhui: "..."

Lan Jingyi: "..."

Jin Ling: "..."

Jiang Cheng: "..."

The disciples of the Lan clan: "..."

Other monks: "..."

The stunned disciples of the Lan clan watched helplessly as their Hanguang-Jun helped Wei Wuxian from the arms of Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi, their cold eyes swept away, they all came back to their senses, and hurriedly backed away , stood around Lan Wangji.And Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi didn't know why, they let go of Wei Wuxian's hand as if they were being burned, hurriedly stepped aside, walked in front of the other monks, and looked at each other.

"Seniors," Lan Sizhui said with a smile on his lips, he was gentle and polite, "Gusu Lan's family rules have a word, don't betray your trust, don't be ungrateful. Senior Mo first rescued a few of our juniors in Mo's Village. To repay the favor, Senior Mo left first, and now Senior Mo has rescued us from the clutches of the Maiden Dancer, and we juniors owe another kindness."

Lan Jingyi looked at the embarrassing monk, her eyebrows lowered slightly, "Being ungrateful and repaying kindness with revenge should not be done by the monks of Xianmen. Since it has been confirmed that Senior Mo was not taken away by Yiling Patriarch, and now Senior Mo because of Zi Dian fell into a coma, then our Gusu Lan Sect will bring Senior Mo back to Yunshen to heal his wounds, and I hope all seniors will be happy."

After saying that, all the disciples of the Gusu Lan clan clasped their swords together and bowed their hands in salute, "I hope all the seniors will be happy."

The other monks were all panicked. If no one pointed it out, they could use the excuse of "evil heretics" to deal with the ghost monk who summoned the ghost general. For those who are saved, the words "don't break your promise" and "don't be ungrateful" have already made them extremely embarrassed, and "ungrateful" and "revenge for kindness" are even more poignant in their hearts.

But Gusu Lan's and the others are very reasonable in what they say and do, and they strictly abide by the etiquette in their words and sentences. "Ingratitude" and "revenge for kindness" were pinned on themselves, so they had no choice but to bow their hands in return. Qiqi praised Gusu Lan's family as worthy of being a model of the immortal family, and it was quite elegant and upright.

Jiang Cheng sneered when he heard this, and gave Wei Wuxian, who was in a coma, a hard look, turned around, and shouted at the other members of the Yunmengjiang Sect, "Don't leave yet! You're still going to embarrass yourself here... Ah Ling!"

He dashed over to support Jin Ling who had suddenly fainted. Jiang Cheng sent spiritual energy to Jin Ling, and at the same time cursed at the disciples who were ordered to protect Jin Ling who became flustered in an instant, "What's the matter with you! It's not that you all Did you protect Jin Ling so he didn't get hurt?! How could he pass out now!"

"Sect, Sect Master, my subordinates don't know...Young Master Jin really didn't..." Those few people were stunned, their voices were trembling, and they wished to swear to God that they had really watched Jin Ling not let him suffer too much. hurt.

"Sizhui!"

"Jingyi!"

But before they finished talking, another accident happened to the Gusu Lan Sect. Lan Ziling rushed to support Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi who suddenly fell backwards, and the other Lan Sect juniors were in a mess.

Seeing that the juniors of the Gusu Lan clan and Yunmengjiang clan had an accident, the monks from other families began to talk about it. The Lan clan's little Shuangbi and Jin's young master are well-known among the hundreds of families in the immortal sect, and they suddenly fainted together. A... bad thing.

Jiang Cheng raised his eyes, facing Shang Lan Wangji's cold eyes, suddenly sneered, and hugged Jin Ling horizontally, "Let's go!" The members of the Yunmengjiang Sect hurried away with their swords.

Lan Wangji withdrew his gaze, helped Wei Wuxian, and looked at the juniors of the Lan clan who had helped Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi, "I don't know where the clouds are." He led Lan Ziling and others away from the university with Yujian. Fanshan,

Behind a certain tree on Dafan Mountain, a man in red came out, looked up at the sky, full of doubts, "Why did they suddenly pass out? No, I have to ask." He turned and left.