[Chen Qingling] She is from Magic Fairy Castle

"Lan Xichen!"

After Lan Zhan heard this, he subconsciously wanted to look back, but Xue Yang raised his sleeves, and a pile of powder was scattered all over his head and face.

"Hahahahaha, Lan Wangji, hey hey hey, don't get excited, you've been poisoned with corpse poison, if you move around, the attack will speed up!"

Xue Yang stood under the plane tree, his two canine teeth gleaming.

"Corpse poison powder?" Xiaobai looked at Wei Wuxian, and he shook his head, expressing that he didn't know either.

Lan Zhan wiped his face, and raised his sword with a cold face.

"Lan Zhan, stop!" Xiao Bai and Wei Wuxian shouted in unison.

Lan Zhan followed Xue Yang's words, if he moved around and the poison really accelerated as Xue Yang said, what would he do?

Before the smile on Xue Yang's lips deepened, a long flute sounded, and the black-clothed boy's fingers were flying, and a thin black mist radiated from his body.

A cloud of white mist suddenly appeared in the air, and the fog became thicker and thicker.

The small embroidered shoes touched the ground gently, and the white mist cleared away. The woman's snow-colored skirt splashed like waves hitting a reef, and on the slender fingers protruding from the wide cuffs, the long and sharp nails were shining with a blue cold light.

The sound of the flute turned around.

The woman "clicked" and raised her head, a pair of empty eyes stared straight at Xue Yang's direction, blood slowly oozing from the lower eye sockets.

Xue Yang's complexion changed, and he turned around to avoid it. Several blood marks had already been scratched on his arm.

The woman was very close to him at this time, her flying black hair was like a thin blade, brushing against his cheek fiercely.

Xue Yang's heart was "pounding", but there was still a ferocious smile on his face.Jiang disaster turned in his hand, as if he wanted to cut off the woman's slender waist.

The tip of the knife was submerged in a cloud of white mist, and Xue Yang's back was in severe pain. Looking back, the woman's fingers and claws were moving towards his face with flesh and blood.

He leaned back, using his feet as a fulcrum, his body spun extremely fast, and Jiang Sui slashed at the woman's arm again.

The woman's body seemed to be weightless at all, with her toes pointing to the ground, she leaned over and floated lightly in the air, her loose clothes flying like a white lotus flower blooming in the air.

The green light on the wand gradually dissipated, and Lan Zhan sat cross-legged on the ground, slightly sweating on his white forehead.

Xiao Bai exhaled lightly, and finally drove the poison out of his body.

The blue-clothed boy leaned on the ground with his sword, and when he was about to get up, his pale eyes that were looking at her suddenly widened.

"Girl Jiang!"

Bichen lightly brushed the black hem of his clothes, and a triangular piece of cloth fell to the ground.

Xue Yang had already landed Shi Shiran, and Jiang Disaster rested on the slender neck of the purple-clothed girl.

The red nails that were shining with cold light were only an inch away from the girl's face, and the sound of the flute suddenly rose high, as if screaming in pain.

The hand of the woman in white trembled violently for a few breaths, and finally retracted it.

Wei Wuxian has let go of his petition.

"Xue Yang, let her go!"

The young man frowned, his dark pupils were lit up with anger, and there was a strange thin red at the end of his eyes.Now he finally has some popularity.

Xue Yang's hand on her shoulder tightened instead, and he smiled happily: "It seems that I have caught the most important person."

Wei Wuxian gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Lan Wangji, put down the sword for me, otherwise, I'll cut her throat! Put it down!"

A shallow gash had been cut on the girl's neck, Wei Wuxian turned his head to look at Lan Zhan, the red at the end of his eyes deepened.

"Lan Zhan, put down the sword." He panted.

"Hahaha, that makes sense." Xue Yang moved his sword a little bit away, and looked at Wei Wuxian, his eyes were full of fanaticism: "Wei Wuxian, last time we said goodbye to Liyang, you were actually Made the Yinhu Talisman... I guess I missed it at the beginning!"

"There are so many resentful spirits in this place, and the resentment is so heavy. I even used the evil charm, but I still couldn't control the resentment." His voice suddenly became aggrieved: "How did you do it?"

It turned out that there were evil spirits haunting Yunping City at night, and it was Xue Yang who used Yin Tie to stir up ghosts and killed many people, just for the sake of experimentation!

Wei Wuxian's eyes were fixed on his black gloved hand: "What are you going to do?"

Xue Yang's voice froze: "Give me the Yinhu Talisman, and I'll let her go."

"Ah Xian, don't give it to him!" Xiao Bai said loudly.The person behind is young, but has an extremely vicious heart. If he masters the Yinhu Talisman, he doesn't know what he will do.

As soon as his neck was cold, warm liquid slowly flowed into his clothes. Xue Yang lowered his voice and threatened viciously: "Shut up!"

"Don't hurt her!"

Wei Wuxian flipped his right hand, and two dark gray half-moon-shaped iron blocks were suspended in his palm, slowly spinning in the dark cloud-like air.

"Yin Tiger Talisman!" The body behind him trembled excitedly, Xue Yang stretched out an arm: "Give it to me!"

The shackles on his shoulders disappeared, and Xiao Bai's heart trembled violently—Xue Yang's mind was already in turmoil at this moment, it was a good time to get rid of him!

one two Three!

She pushed away the sword on her neck and ran towards her companions.

Xue Yang came to his senses and wanted to grab her raised braid.Bichen got out of the sheath and made a deep gash on his chin.

Wei Wuxian grabbed her waist and pushed her behind his back.

Lan Zhan and Xue Yang fought again.

"Xiao Xingchen!" Xiao Bai suddenly yelled.

One corner of Xue Yang's lips curled up: "This kind of deception, once used is enough..." His expression suddenly froze.

A slender sword like a silver star protruded from his chest, even though it was stained with filthy blood, it still couldn't hide its brilliance——Xiao Xingchen's Shuanghua Sword!

Is Xiao Xingchen really here? !

He didn't have time to think about it, and there was another pain in his chest. It turned out that Lan Zhan, who had no time to slow down the attack, stabbed Bichen into the other side of his chest.

The Taoist with his face covered in white silk and the boy in blue looked at each other face to face.

"Xiao Xingchen, Song Lan?" Wei Wuxian was a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

"Xingchen and I chased Xue Yang all the way for three provinces, and finally found him here." The person who spoke was a tall Taoist, dressed in black, standing like a pine tree, with a whisk on his back, holding a long sword, Slightly raising his head, his handsome face showed an aloof expression. He stared at Xue Yang who fell to the ground, and lowered his eyes: "In the end... After all, I avenged my Bai Xueguan..."

"You are Xiao Xingchen's good friend Song Lan? Did you find Xiao Xingchen, or did Xiao Xingchen find you?" Xiao Bai looked at him with a smile, and then at Xiao Xingchen. The size is close, one black and one white, standing in one place one after the other, which is very suitable.

"Are you a little white girl?"

"Yes."

Song Lan suddenly made a big gift to her.

"Thank you, little white girl, for letting Stardust regain its light."

"No thanks, no thanks." Xiao Bai waved her hand, she was still not used to thanking so solemnly.

Xue Yang fell on his back to the ground, blood was gurgling from the two holes in his chest, and soon a pool was spread under his body.He opened his eyes, and pursed his lips.He was always smiling, even before he died, with a smile on his face.

"Dead." Lan Zhan walked over.

"He's dead?" Suddenly appeared in Xiao Bai's mind, a young boy in black, holding three bunches of candied haws in one hand, walking while laughing, shaking the ends of his hair, and the sun shining on him , that pair of cute little canine teeth are shining.She couldn't help feeling a pang of regret in her heart. This pity was not for him, but because of the loss of a fresh life.

The eyes were wide open and had lost their sly brilliance.She knelt down and closed them gently.

"Xue Yang is dead, how can we find the Yin Tie he hid?" Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Zhan, they both looked at each other, and said in unison, "Ask the spirit!"

"Questioning the Spirit" is a unique skill of the Gusu Lan family. It can play questions with the sound of the piano to question the dead.

Lan Zhan's qin language has been cultivated to a very proficient level. When he asks Ling's soul, he will neither avoid answering nor lie.

He only played a short section, and the strings began to vibrate, and a note popped out spontaneously.

Lan Zhan Xinshou played three more times, and after a while, the strings automatically played twice.

Wei Wuxian hurriedly asked, "What did you ask? What did he answer?"

Lan Zhan: "I asked: Who is the last name? He answered: Xue Yang."

"It's really him." Wei WuXian said, "Quickly ask him where Yin Tie is!"

This time, he played a short section of the melody, and Xue Yang responded with Qinglingling's five tones.

"What did he say?" Xiaobai asked eagerly.

Finally, they found the last piece of Yin Iron in the pouch in Xue Yang's sleeve.