The return of petitions

"...Don't come here, don't come here!" Wen Chao wished he could hide under the ground, put on his hood in a hurry as if he couldn't see it so he wouldn't be frightened.

Wen Zhuliu stepped forward to block Wen Chao's front, pointing the sword in his hand at the person coming.

"Spare me... spare my life...", Wen Chao was still hiding under the table tremblingly begging for mercy, Wen Zhuliu looked back and finally couldn't bear it and said: "He is just following orders." It means that without Wen Ruohan's signal, Wen Chao would not dare to be so arrogant and unscrupulous.

The visitor took a step forward, most of his body was reflected in the candlelight in the room, and from Jiang Cheng's angle, he could already see his slightly raised lips with a cold curve.

"Do you think you can be alone?" The man smiled, speaking slowly, but every word was full of chilling intrigue.

Hearing his words, Wen Zhuliu knew that there was bound to be a hard fight tonight, although he already knew in his heart that he would not be able to fight, but he still attacked with a sword.

The man tilted his head slightly, and a silver sword flew out from behind and brushed Wen Zhuliu's wrist. The menacing sword energy only forced him to take a few steps back. One person, also dressed in a black robe, had an innocent smile on his face that was completely inconsistent with his killing intent, and said to the man holding a ghost flute who was standing with his back facing him: "Why don't you leave these two people to me?"

Seeing him completely ignoring him, Wen Zhuliu felt a strong sense of anger at being insulted, and jumped up to attack the person in front of him.

Jiang Cheng was inexplicably worried, fearing that the person holding the flute would be injured, but he saw the young man by the door flying over with a sharp turning sword piercing Wen Zhuliu's wrist, taking advantage of the opportunity to break his tendons, and lowered his head towards Wen Zhuliu under the table. Chao shouted, "Your dog is dying, why don't you come out and see him off?"

Because the fighting boy was exposed to the candlelight, Jiang Cheng was shocked just by looking at him: he was actually Xue Yang!

So, the person holding the flute would be...

Jiang Cheng breathed a little fast, leaned over to the tile hole a little closer and looked with his head vigorously. It happened that the man took a step forward, and his pale and handsome face fell into his eyes—couldn't it be who Wei Wuxian was!

He, he disappeared for nearly three months, and finally appeared!

Jiang Cheng was overjoyed, and when he was about to jump down to meet Wei Wuxian, he saw Wen Zhuliu, whose right hand had been crippled, taking advantage of his unsuspecting left hand to pat Xue Yang's abdomen in a slight arc.

Wei Wuxian put the flute on his lips and played a strange tune, and then a woman in red appeared in the room for no reason. Her fingers were white and slender, and her nails were as red as blood. When she held Wen Zhuliu's wrist, there was a bit of coolness. Upstream from his arm to the bottom of his heart.

Wen Zhuliu had already patted Xue Yang's left hand close to Xue Yang's abdomen, and was pinched by Yin Hun. When his fingers moved away, a black mark that could not be dispelled was left on the wrist.

"It turns out that both of your hands can transform pills?" Xue Yang asked in surprise, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and a silver light flashed in his long sword, only to hear a shrill scream, and Wen Zhuliu's hands were all together It was cut off on the floor, and blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing all over the wall.

Wen Chao trembled in fright at the cry, knowing that Wen Zhuliu was in danger, but he still didn't dare to look at it. He only waited until a hand with bright red nails came in through the hood, and then he went to the table in fright. Crawling outside, looking up, Xue Yang pierced Wen Zhuliu's abdomen with a sword and nailed him to the pillar, and said with a smile, "I don't know if this sword can destroy your golden core, but it doesn't matter, you can do it anyway." It's useless."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Wen Chao with a smile like a sun, but what he said was extremely frightening: "Don't worry, I'll be right there with you."

"Wen, Wen Zhuliu..." Wen Chao still called out to the blood-stained man with the last glimmer of hope.

Xue Yang wiped the blood from the sword on Wen Zhuliu's body, and Wei Wuxian grabbed his wrist as soon as he took a step, and turned his head in dissatisfaction, "Didn't you agree to leave Wen Chao to me?"

"It was agreed to be one for each person," Wei Wuxian corrected him with a smile, "You've already picked one, shouldn't the rest be mine?"

"...I don't care," Xue Yang said shamelessly, "I want Wen Chao!" He sounded like a child asking for candy, and he really couldn't tell that he was arguing about the murder.

Wei Wuxian let go of his hands helplessly and said, "Then I'll give it to you." It's the same for him and Xue Yang, since Wen Zhuliu is dead anyway, Wen Chao is nothing to be afraid of, and he doesn't need his help, let him play for a while. Playing is also good.

Xue Yang walked towards Wen Chao, shaking the blood on his hand, and knelt down in front of him step by step like a god of death. The blade picked up his bloody face, looked at it for a moment, and said, "It's so ugly."

Wen Chao grabbed Xue Yang's robe and couldn't help begging for mercy. Tears flowed from the wound and he didn't care about the stinging pain: "...Forgive me, please spare my life, I know I was wrong...I really know Wrong, I dare not, never again..."

"Forgive you?" Xue Yang stood up and looked condescendingly at the people on the ground, and there was no trace of emotion on his smiling face, "Why didn't you spare Lianhuawu and Wei Wuxian?"

Jiang Cheng's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, never would have thought that Xue Yang only lived in Lianhuawu for a while, yet he would include him in revenge.

While he was still in astonishment, he saw a flash of sword light in the room, and Wen Chao's screams immediately hit his ears. He hurriedly lowered his head to see that Xue Yang swiped wildly at him with his hand, and stopped after a while. A steady stream of blood flowed out from Wen Chao's body, seeping along the floor into a huge patch, and the pungent bloody smell could be smelled clearly even from the roof.

"I once said that I would make you suffer more than death, and I must do it if I can say it." Xue Yang put the blade on Wen Chao's neck, and said expressionlessly, "What you did to Wei Wuxian is only These one hundred swords are really cheap for you." Leaning over and whispering in his ear: "During the bloodbath of Lotus Pier, you never thought that today would happen, right? After you go underground to meet Sect Master Jiang, remember to confess to him and ask him to forgive you. "

After finishing speaking, he swung the long sword vigorously, and instantly cut off Wen Chao's neck.

Although Jiang Cheng hated Wen Chao very much, he couldn't help being stabbed by Xue Yang's bloody torture and closed his eyes.

After finishing all this, Xue Yang put away Jiang Mi and walked out the door with Wei Wuxian.

When Jiang Cheng chased him outside the inn, he heard the two men in black robes arguing with smiles.

"Xue Yang, you really..."

"What's wrong?" The half-short boy didn't understand.

"It's agreed to be one for each person." Wei Wuxian felt a little helpless.

"Oh, don't be so fussy!" Xue Yang said briskly, "What's yours is mine, so why should we share it with each other?"

Just as Wei Wuxian was about to speak, he heard a familiar urgent voice behind him: "Wei Wuxian!" Turning around, he saw Jiang Cheng chasing him.

Wei Wuxian smiled faintly, "Jiang Cheng, long time no see." His calm and indifferent tone seemed as if the two had just met yesterday.

When Jiang Cheng came over, he punched him in the chest, and said, "You know it's been a long time? You disappeared for almost three months. At that time, we agreed to meet at the inn. Where did you go?"

Wei Wuxian smiled without answering, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Cheng replied: "I followed Wen Chao all the way here." Thinking of the scene that happened in the inn just now, his eyes couldn't help but fall on Xue Yang who was at the side, but uncharacteristically, he didn't say much, just asked: "During this period of time, what are you doing?" Just with him?"

"En." Wei Wuxian replied.

Jiang Cheng was immediately displeased and said, "I haven't heard from you for so long, do you know how worried my elder sister and I are about you? I thought you were taken away by Wen's people. It's better for you to hang out with him, and you don't have to worry about it." Send us a message, and make us worry about it every day."

Xue Yang felt uncomfortable when he heard this, and just about to speak, Wei Wuxian stopped him with his flute, and said to Jiang Cheng, "I'm sorry, I made you and senior sister worry about me."

Only now did Jiang Cheng realize that Wei Wuxian was a little different. He couldn't tell what was wrong, but it just felt weird.

Looking him up and down carefully, he felt that this person's complexion was much paler than before, he looked as if he had not recovered from a serious illness, and his voice was a little low when he spoke, but he was more stable and restrained than before.

Jiang Cheng only thought that this person had grown up after going through an accident, and didn't think too much about it, and said, "Sister is waiting for me at a nearby inn, let's go find her! She must be very happy to see you back."

Wei Wuxian nodded, and said to Xue Yang very naturally, "Let's go together."

There was an indifferent smile on Xue Yang's face, but Jiang Cheng felt bored and didn't want to say much—after all, Xue Yang did avenge Lianhuawu just now.He thought of Lianhuawu so much, even if Jiang Cheng was still dissatisfied with this person in his heart, he would suppress his negative emotions for the time being, and no longer spoke out to stop him.

After seeing Jiang Yanli at the inn where Jiang Cheng was staying, Xue Yang only stayed there for a while before going out to find something to eat. He was not at all interested in the touching scene of the reunion between the Jiang family siblings and Wei Wuxian, thinking that he would be bored instead of standing there. If I have to yawn, I might as well go find some food to fill my stomach.

It’s just that it was daylight, and the street vendors hadn’t come out yet. Xue Yang wandered the road for a long time but couldn’t find a place to eat. He returned to the inn depressed, and then opened the door and walked in. He saw Wei Wuxian sitting in the room. In the middle, he asked, "Are you done crying?"

Wei Wuxian smiled and said, "So in your eyes, I love to cry so much?"

"That's not true," Xue Yang walked over and sat down beside him in dismay, "I'm afraid you won't be able to help crying with them when you meet your relatives!" Food box, hurriedly asked: "What is this?"

Before Wei Wuxian could answer, he stretched out his hand to open it, and a burst of tangy aroma hit him immediately.

"Senior Sister made lotus root pork ribs soup," Wei Wuxian took out the soup from the first compartment, took out a bowl and spoon from the second compartment to fill some, and handed it to him, "Senior Sister is afraid that you will be hungry, so this is specially reserved for you. of."

Xue Yang's hand that took the bowl paused, and then asked, "Is it specially reserved for me?"

"En." Wei Wuxian nodded, patted the top of his head and said, "Aren't you hungry? Eat quickly!" He actually knew that he just went out to find something to eat.

Xue Yang lowered his head and scooped a piece of lotus root into his mouth. The sweet aroma seemed to flow from his mouth to the bottom of his heart. After eating, he felt warm in his heart. He couldn't help but raised his head and said, "Your senior sister... is so kind."

Wei Wuxian flicked his forehead with a smile: "Now she is also your senior sister. Hurry up and finish eating while it's hot."

Xue Yang nodded happily and concentrated on eating.