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

outside the city

Wei Wuxian and Lan Sizhui asked and investigated all the way, but they walked more and more remote. Seeing that the surrounding environment gradually became less populated, Wei Wuxian stopped, "Something is wrong," the bamboo flute was held in his hand suddenly, "Jingyi It is impossible to leave Qinghe City for no reason, and someone lures him out of the city!"

Lan Sizhui also stopped, and looked at Wei Wuxian uneasily, "Could it be the group who threw ghost hands in Mojiazhuang."

Wei Wuxian was also not sure, "If it's really that group of people, then the outside of Qinghe City must be their target...could it be the man-eating castle that Bai Xiaosheng was talking about?"

"Will Jingyi be in danger?"

Lan Sizhui, who had never been separated from Lan Jingyi before, couldn't help becoming impatient. He had lived with Jingyi since he was a child. Whether it was in class, training, or ordinary rest and play, the two were inseparable. Night Hunting, the two of them are still Meng Buli and Jiao Jiao Buli Meng, although there is a tacit understanding between the two of them to eliminate evil spirits together, what is more important is the deep dependence of the two on each other.

"Don't worry," Wei Wuxian raised his hand and patted Lan Sizhui's head, "Jingyi's strength is not weak, and with his night hunting experience in recent days, he won't get into trouble so easily, let's find out " As he spoke, he joked again, "How old are you, why are you still stuck together and not separated? This is not okay, you will learn to act alone one day sooner or later."

As he said that, Wei Wuxian couldn't help being slightly lost in thought, as if he remembered something, the smile on the corner of his lips was tainted with a bit of bitterness, "No one can stay by my side all the time."

Lan Sizhui blushed immediately, he hesitated and couldn't speak.

In fact, the elders of the clan have also noticed this, and have reminded Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi many times, but every time Lan Jingyi changed the topic jokingly, it was impossible to change the topic, and it was also Lan Jingyi. Pulling him aside, he acted coquettishly and flirtatiously with his elders, and forced the elders to forget the previous question—then Jingyi was punished by the old Mr. Lan who heard the news and sent him to the Library Pavilion Copy the house rules.

#云深不知道必须必威的恐怖#

#雅正is the root of the Lan clan’s rules, acting like a spoiled child is strictly prohibited#

But... besides the elders of the clan, Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi only have each other.

"...Aww?"

Wei Wuxian regained his composure, felt something warm rubbing against him by his feet, subconsciously looked down.

Black and white, milky, not as high as the calf, panting with its tongue out, as if very tired, the thing raised its head, and then gave a friendly "bark" to Wei Wuxian in a milky voice.

“……啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊狗啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊！！！！！！”

The screams were frantic, the pitch was so high and the volume was so loud that it seemed to pierce a hole in the sky.And Lan Sizhui, who was standing close to Wei Wuxian, was completely stunned, and after hearing a "buzz" in his ears, his mind went blank.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Wei Wuxian running straight forward, his voice was extremely miserable, "Lan Zhan, save me!!"

Then he jumped onto the body of a purple figure who just came out of the woods without hesitation, climbed up to the opponent's body after a few moves of "cengcengceng" and hugged him tightly, closing his eyes and screaming again and again, and the other party also Reflexively helped Wei Wuxian, and subconsciously waved away the spirit dog. It looked like he had done it countless times, and it became an instinct engraved in his soul.

Lan Sizhui who saw clearly who that purple figure was: "..."

If Jing Yi is here, Presumably Jingyi will scream, "Jiang Zong, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah !!!"

Cannibal Fort

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

A sword slashed through the ghouls that were rushing towards a certain corner, and Lan Jingyi turned around, absurdly drawing an arc in mid-air, cutting open the waists and abdomens of the surrounding ghouls, and then ran a few more times With one step, he stepped onto the coffin placed on the ground, jumped into the air and pierced the skulls of several ghouls at the same time, and then landed firmly in front of the person crouching in the corner with his head in his arms.

Lan Jingyi stood up straight, flipped his wrists, and inserted them into the ground ridiculously straight. He pinched his hands in front of his chest, blue spiritual power gushed out from his fingertips, and finally pushed forward violently, "Boot!"

The blue light exploded, and the spiritual power split into countless chains of spiritual power and rushed towards the ghouls. The radiant chains strung together the ghouls one by one like crabs, and bound them together into a ball. The white bones were crushed a lot in the process, and bone scum fell all over the place in pieces.

Lan Jingyi, who was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, did not take back the absurdity, but directly sat down cross-legged, took out Lixie from the Qiankun bag and placed it on his knees, while keeping an eye out for the ghouls in the castle, he rested silently in case Rebirth somethin.

The man in blue-gray Chinese clothes guarded by Lan Jingyi heard the silence around him, and after waiting for a while, he timidly covered his eyes with both hands, raised his head slowly, and then quietly opened a gap between his fingers , carefully looked to the left through the slit, closed it again, changed the direction, opened a slit, looked at it, and closed it again, and so on and on, until it was confirmed that there was nothing wrong with it, it was relieved and put down. Without standing up, he rubbed behind Lan Jingyi, terrified not to look at the tied up ghouls in front of Lan Jingyi. The fan was attached to Lan Jingyi's back, his head was slightly tilted, and his voice was low.

"Are you all right?"

Still stuttering.

Lan Jingyi, who had long heard the urgency behind her: "..."

He is really lucky to have his own protection.

And he was really lucky not to be dragged down to death by this dragger.

In fact, it's not that bad. After all, although the other party is timid and low-cultivated, he has to rely on himself to protect him, but he has self-knowledge. As soon as he got here, he ran to squat in the corner and didn't make trouble for himself-it's just that as a The suzerain is also the suzerain of one of the four great immortal families, he is really too weak to be ridiculous!

Thinking that just now he actually reminded himself not to break up these ghouls, it would be difficult to find the corpses... Lan Jingyi, who had a mouthful of hot blood in his throat and couldn't speak, suddenly wanted to vomit blood.

Turning his head sideways, the people behind him caught Lan Jingyi's eyes with a glance.

White and clean, docile and docile, clearly wearing the most domineering blue-grey patriarch robe embroidered with ferocious animal head patterns among the four great immortal sects, but he still looks like he is being bullied. He doesn't look like Qinghe Nie at all. The suzerain of the clan looks more like the weak and deceitful white-faced little scholar in the storybook.

On the contrary, there is still some shadow of the second son of the Nie family who was obsessed with flowers, birds, rich clothes and fine food in the unknown place in Yunshen.

Lan Jingyi swallowed the fishy sweetness in her mouth, turned her head to look at the many ghouls struggling in front of her, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, guessing that the fishy smell in her mouth should be a little less, and then said: "Sect Master Nie, don't worry, It has been resolved, and I will take you away after I rest and recover."

Nie Huaisang, the current Patriarch of the Nie Clan in Qinghe, breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, "That's good, that's good...cough," Nie Huaisang, who finally realized that his behavior was a little embarrassing, cleared his throat, and rubbed his nose embarrassedly, "Thank you Mr. Lan's life-saving grace."

Lan Jingyi shook her head and observed these ghouls without saying a word. After a long time, she frowned, "Sect Master Nie, there seems to be something wrong with these ghouls... Who is it?" , Li Tang and Li Xie flew into the air at the same time, aiming at the place where the green glow suddenly exploded.

Then a few people appeared in the air, all fell down, and fell into a ball on the ground, in an unbelievable mess, only one person fell down smoothly and steadily, and the white, gold, black, and white people rolled into a ball. Purple and red form a rather sharp contrast.

Lan Jingyi, who was protecting Nie Huaisang, took a closer look and fell silent.

Nie Huaisang, who was guarded by Lan Jingyi, looked out curiously, and the fan fell to the ground instantly, "Brother Wei?!"

Wei WuXian, who fell into a daze before he could react, was covered by the purple sleeve robe, and then heard a particularly harsh and cold sneer, half threatening and half sarcasm, "Nie Huaisang, long time no see." , Your eyesight has weakened a lot!"

As for Lan Wangji, he had already walked in front of the two of them, blocking Nie Huaisang's unbelievable sight.

Lan Sizhui got up, and ran towards Lan Jingyi in surprise, "Jingyi! Are you okay?"

"Cough," Lan Jingyi, who hadn't spoken the whole time, lowered his head, coughed up blood, his face turned pale, "it should be fine, cough." He coughed up blood again without convincing.

Jin Ling was dizzy, but immediately came to his senses when he heard his uncle's voice, got up quickly, called "uncle" and ran to Jiang Cheng's side - as for his uncle whose face was covered with a sleeve robe by his uncle... sorry, Jin Ling said that now he doesn't want to care about whether the relationship between the two uncles is good or bad.

Ouyang Zi really coughed, sat on the ground and looked around, startled by the group of ghouls, "Where is this? What are these ghouls?"

Nie Huaisang pointed at Wei WuXian whose face was hidden by Lan WangJi and Jiang Cheng, his hands were shaking, and he called again in disbelief, "Brother Wei? It's really you?"

Lan Jingyi, who was stuffed with a pill by Lan Sizui, looked at Jiang Cheng who seemed to be about to kill someone, and complained in his heart that Jiang Cheng's mind was hard to guess, and hurriedly shouted: "Wait! The point now is not these inexplicable happenings. A moving ghoul? Look! That ghoul's legs!"

Everyone looked in the direction Lan Jingyi pointed, and saw that the legs of a ghoul had obviously been sewn together, and they looked abnormally blue.

Inn

夜晚

A group of people returned to the city from Cannibal Fort, no, it should be said that it was the ancestral grave of Nie's family. After arriving at the inn, Jiang Cheng directly booked the entire inn, and took Jin Ling to the upper room with a cold expression. , ordered Xiao Er to boil a bucket of hot water for Jin Ling, then left Jin Ling and went to the other upper room, where Da Ma sat on a chair with a golden knife, and poured a glass for himself angrily. Tea, looked at the open window with cold eyes, and swung his sleeves vigorously to close the window.

Standing downstairs, Wei Wuxian took deep breaths, deep breaths, deep breaths, restrained his urge to run away, exchanged glances with Lan Wangji who had been by his side all the time, seemed to have gained some courage, went upstairs in one go, walked into the He went to the upper room where Jiang Cheng was staying, sat opposite Jiang Cheng, and poured himself a cup of tea.

Lan Wangji gave Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi a few words in a low voice, then slowly went upstairs and entered the room, and sat next to Wei Wuxian under Jiang Cheng's gloomy gaze. Immortal.

As for Nie Huaisang, holding his fan, his expression was tangled and dazed, hesitating, looking around, looking for someone to advise, but looking at the three young boys left in the lobby downstairs, he gave up this unreliable plan With a mournful face, he slowly moved upstairs, and slowly moved to the upper room where the three big bosses sat, and sat between Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian without tears, miserable. He poured a cup of tea for himself, holding the teacup and dared not speak.

The people in the inn were used to following Jiang Cheng's orders to boil a bucket of hot water for Jin Ling, and then they all ran away in a hurry. Obviously, they often encountered such situations where people booked the inn to discuss matters, and they had already done everything. The inn is planned to be demolished.

Lan Sizhui: "..."

Lan Jingyi: "..."

Ouyang Zizhen: "..."

These elders...shouldn't fight, right?

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