[Chen Qingling] I don't know why

These days, a few children have been studying "Lan Po Chao" hard to draw hatred, and their spirits are really weak. Si Zhui sat in the room holding Qin with black eyes, and Jing Yi curled up on the bed, looking like he was dying, "Si Zhui , since I learned this bad tune, I'm a little world-weary."

SiZhui said: "I heard that in Dongying, when they are mentally exhausted, people often commit suicide by caesarean section."

Jingyi rubbed her stomach, shivered, and said, "No, no, I just need to adjust myself. I ate the osmanthus lotus root cake made by Mrs. Jin tonight, so I'm reluctant to cut it open."

Si Zhui took the piano and played a few more notes, Jing Yi turned over irritably, and said, "Si Zhui, do you think it's possible, we've been punished, your aunt doesn't usually go through things like this."

Si Zhui pressed the string and said: "No, even if my aunt lied to us, she can't lie to Hanguang-jun."

"Why not! Hanguang-jun might be quite happy to be cheated by her!"

That's right...why not...SiZhui was stunned, straightened his back, and said, "It's really quite possible when you say that."

"No way!" Jingyi jumped off the bed, "I'm going to ask Jin Ling for clarification?"

The familiar tune came from Jin Ling's room door, and Jingyi was agitated when he heard it, and kicked the door open.

"It's finally here!" Jin Ling grabbed Sui Hua and jumped up, seeing that it was Jing Yi, he was a little disappointed, "What are you doing here, why don't you wait in your room, maybe that person will come tonight. "

Zizhen put down his flute, looked at the two little friends of the Lan family, and was a little surprised, "You two don't look very well..."

Jing Yi and Si Zhui sit down with their swords in place.

SiZhui said: "Listen to this song frequently in recent days, it disturbs people's mind and makes them sleep less at night than usual. We want to see if you have this symptom."

"This...don't you know? Wen's has been selling sound filter earplugs for the past few days." Zizhen took out two small white things from his ears, "This is it, and you can't hear those things when you wear it." It's a disturbing sound, it was jointly developed by Senior Wei and Hanguang-jun."

......

Five thunders struck the top, and Jingyi matured overnight!As long as he can save a few words on weekdays, he won't even be afraid to approach him for selling things!

"Who!" Sizhui opened the door with a sword in his hand, and there really was a masked man standing in the courtyard holding a sword.

When he was discovered, the masked man wanted to jump onto the roof, but a whip pulled him back, and it was Wen Miaomiao.

"Come grab "Lan Soul Copy", are you stupid, do you know how many suzerains are here?"

The masked man didn't speak, just drew his sword.

Wen Miaomiao said: "Don't dare to speak yet? Looks like an acquaintance, anyway, you won't be able to escape tonight, so come and fight."

SiZhui said, "Auntie, do you want us to help?"

"Nonsense! This is not a martial arts competition. Finish the fight early and go back to bed early, and draw your sword for me!"

Five to one... Needless to say, the masked man was cornered in a short while.

Wen Miaomiao said: "Children, go get the rope and tie him up."

In this gap, the man suddenly transformed into a lyre and waved vigorously.

String killing technique!

There is nothing to do so close, Wen Miaomiao stepped forward to block in front of the children.

At this time, a sword shadow flashed across the air, and it came to block the murderous aura at random, and flew back to Wen Miaomiao's hand, the masked man knelt down and vomited blood immediately.

Wei Wuxian jumped off the roof, stepped forward and took off his mask, "Su She, there is really no suspense, the first guess is you."

Su She pointed at him and shouted, "Yiling Patriarch! You are Yiling Patriarch!"

Wei WuXian was wearing a mask at this time, and said with a smile: "As long as you have something to eat before going out, you can't drink like this."

Su She: "If you weren't, how could you drive his saber?"

Wen Miaomiao hit him on the head with the hilt of the sword, "This is my sword, are you stupid, have you copied too much?"

Jin Ling didn't want to continue this kind of dangerous fringe topic anymore, so he pointed his sword at him, "Tell me, did you take the Yinhu Talisman, and did you kill Chi Fengzun?"

The expression on Su She's face can be described as suspicious of life. He looked around and said, "You... really think I did it?"

Wen Miaomiao was also a little hesitant, "Why... why... Listening to your tone, are you still a little flattered?"

The two sides were a little dumbfounded, Wei Wuxian broke the deadlock, "Su Zongzhu, why are you dressed like this so late?"

Su She said: "Come... come to steal "Lan Soul Copy"..." It's a bit embarrassing to say it, after all, compared with the Yinhu Talisman and Killing Chifeng Zun, it's really... not high-end ...It is bound to be disappointing to hear...

Sure enough, seeing everyone's eyes that immediately dimmed, Su She was deeply hurt in his heart, and he said angrily, "Don't want to look like a noble family! Don't look down on people!"

Jing Yi said: "Shut up, you, you are not only from an aristocratic family, but also the suzerain!"

......

After a while, all the people gathered and lit the lamps, illuminating Jin Ling and Zizhen's small courtyard brightly.

When Lan Wangji arrived, he saw Si Zhui and Jing Yi, frowned and said, "Are you also there? Where is "Lan Po Chao"?"

not good!

Regardless of what they said, the few people performed their lightness skills and flew up to the roof and left.

The pitch-black courtyard looked normal from a distance, but Lan Wangji felt the killing intent coming towards him, which was extremely strong. He didn't dare to take it lightly, and immediately pulled Bichen out.

Several people jumped into the courtyard, Wei Wuxian blocked Wen Miaomiao behind him, and said, "Miaomiao, go outside and watch those children, don't let them in, no one is allowed in."

Wen Miaomiao shook his hand, turned around and left the yard.

Wei WuXian pulled out his flute, his hairband fluttered with the gusts of wind, he smiled and said, "Lan Zhan, we're going to play together again."

"Don't talk nonsense."

A sword energy from Bichen split open the wooden door, and the room was pitch black, even the moonlight couldn't get in.

Wei Wuxian threw a talisman, and a golden light cast it. Taking advantage of the light, a person walked out of the door, wearing a black robe, masked face, and white hair.He is full of true energy all over his body, and he knows he is a master without using his hands.

Lan Wangji frowned, there would never be such a person in the aristocratic family, "Your Excellency?"

The white-haired man's voice was thick and vicissitudes, "You two have grown up, not bad." Then he picked up the "Lan Soul Chao" in his hand, but it turned into dust in the blink of an eye.

Wei Wuxian wanted to stop it but it was too late, "Senior didn't take it away, but just destroyed it like this, it would be a pity."

"This thing shouldn't have been born a long time ago, shouldn't it? Patriarch Yiling."

He actually knew!

The situation is very bad, the enemy’s darkness is clearly a disadvantage, Wei Wuxian intends to say more words, “It’s really not right, this thing is a bit evil, but recently we have developed earplugs to restrain it, and the one you destroyed , but a manuscript."

The white-haired man chuckled softly, "Earplugs? Sounds interesting, but you look a lot like your mother."

His words were light and short, but he nailed Wei WuXian in place, his hands were shaking, his eyes were flushed and his face was impatient: "You know my mother? Who are you!"

"Zangse Sanren, I naturally know each other, but I don't want to reminisce with you tonight, so I bid farewell."

The white-haired man turned around to leave, but was held by Wei Wuxian's charm, and Lan Wangji stabbed him head-on.

Wei Wuxian played Chen Qing, but the sound of the flute lingered around the white-haired man, but it was difficult to penetrate. Now that there are so many disciples in Jinlintai, it is impossible to summon the murderous corpses. Wei Wuxian was anxious, and flew up to the roof to catch people with Lan Wangji.

The white-haired man didn't like to fight, knowing that Wei Wuxian's true energy was insufficient, he shook him out with a palm, and then slashed his sword to force Lan Wangji away, turned around and flew away.

Wei Wuxian fell to the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, Lan Wangji went to help him up, "Wei Ying, how are you?"

"It's okay, it looks like he didn't want to hurt us."

Wen Miaomiao opened the door and came in, ran over and squatted next to Wei Wuxian, "Little brother, are you alright, let me see."

Wei WuXian pulled her groping hand away, "It's okay, it's just a trauma, and it doesn't hurt at all, don't worry."

Wen Miaomiao wiped the blood from his mouth with her sleeve and wiped him clean.

Everyone who was blocked outside the door also squeezed in, and there were some spectators, and the small courtyard of Si Zhui and Jing Yi was instantly brightly lit.

Jiang Fengmian went over to pull Wei Wuxian up, felt his pulse, and patted, "It's nothing, who hurt you?"

Wei WuXian shook his head, Lan WangJi said, "This man's swordsmanship is very good, and...he's too similar to someone..."

"Who?"

"Master Xiao Xingchen."

******

Su She was sitting in the lobby with his disciples, surrounded by a bunch of other people, it was the Moling Su Clan's highlight moment.

There was a child from the Su family in Moling who was not very sensible, and was even a little excited: "Why do you want to look like us? But our Su family is so powerful that they feel threatened!"

Wei Wuxian walked in from the outside with his hands behind his back, and sat on the main seat, "Sect Master Su, I've been waiting for a long time, there are a lot of things tonight, you should take your disciples and leave Jinlin Terrace tomorrow morning."

Su She didn't speak.

Later, the disciple became anxious: "Why, Xiandu, we did well in class."

"Yes, Mr. Lan praised me today, did we do something wrong?"

Su She was a little discouraged, and said, "I didn't do what you said!"

At this time Jin Guangyao came in from the outside, and said gently: "Ming Shan, you first apologize to Xian Du."

When Su She saw him, he was very obedient, and immediately stood up and saluted Wei Wuxian.

"Did Lianfang-zun want to intercede for him?"

Jin GuangYao also saluted, and said: "Exactly, the Moling Su Clan has helped Jinlintai a lot for so many years, if the Immortal Governor can see my face today and forgive him this time, I will be very grateful."

"Since Lianfang-zun said so..."

"Xiandu! Xiandu! Help!"

Alas, why...it's so hard to go to bed early...

Nie Huaisang rushed in and hugged Wei Wuxian's arm, "Xian Du! You must save me!"

Wei Wuxian smirked professionally, and patted him on the back, "Brother Nie, what's wrong?"

Nie HuaiSang cried: "Go and take care of Xiaoba, he doesn't know what kind of wind has blown up and split the house."

Wei Wuxian comforted, "Chop it up and then build it up again. The craftsmen who sent it to Mr. Lan a few days ago will send it to you later."

"No, no, it...it broke the secret room of your house..."

ha? ? ?