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

Chapter 40

after a cup of tea

After the musical note ignited without fire, Jin Ling, who had been worried about his uncle, jumped up instantly, "What does Xue Yang mean? The remnant soul of Daoist Xiao Xingchen is in his hands?! He still wants to treat him to death?" What is Daoist Xiao Xingchen doing?!"

After all, Jin Ling put his hand on Sui Hua's sword hilt, and made a gesture to rush out of the house.

Ouyang Zizhen, who happened to be standing in front of the door, was stunned by the news he heard, but he still stopped Jin Ling quickly, "Jin Ling, we can't go! Senior is still in the house!"

Hearing this, Jin Ling couldn't help but stop, with a bit of uneasiness in his eyes. He was worried that Xue Yang would use them as a bargaining chip to threaten Wei Wuxian, and he was also worried about the remnant soul of Taoist Priest Xiao Xingchen. By the way, he was angry that he was not only helpless He also dragged Wei Wuxian back, and said angrily and urgently: "What exactly is Xue Yang trying to threaten uncle? It's impossible to just want uncle to mend Xiao Xingchen's remnant soul?!"

Ouyang Zi, who was holding Jin Ling's sleeve tightly, really hesitated, "Didn't Daoist Xiao Xingchen catch Xue Yang before? With Xue Yang's temperament, it is impossible for him to let Daoist Xiao Xingchen go easily."

"Daoist Xiao Xingchen is dead, what else does he want!" The anger that had just been suppressed by Jin Ling rushed to his head again, layers of anger engulfed his eyes, and he shouted in a cold voice, "Could it be that he wants to kill him again?" Xiao Xingchen preaches once! He can't even think about it!"

Ouyang Zizhen felt something was wrong, recalling what he heard from the sound transmission talisman, especially Xue Yang's tone when he mentioned the remnant soul... Could it be that Xue Yang really wanted to mend Xiao Xingchen's way? A long remnant?

Lan Sizhui frowned slightly. He didn't notice Jin Ling's actions, and his mind was preoccupied with the news they had heard earlier, "The Yin Tiger Talisman was actually recovered by Xue Yang? Could it be that it was made with the piece of Yin in his hand back then?" Iron recovered?"

Since Wei Wuxian made the Yinhu Talisman, I don’t know how many bloodbaths have been caused. The fourth junior Lan Sizhui even suspected that the real reason why Wei Wuxian was framed and tragically died was the Yinhu Talisman!Now that the Yinhu Talisman has reappeared, especially in the hands of Xue Yang, I really don't know what kind of waves will happen again.

Lan Sizhui, who was secretly planning to tell Hanguang-jun about the Yinhu Talisman, raised his eyes inadvertently, and was startled, "Jingyi!"

Lifting up the hem of her clothes with one hand and grabbing the window frame with the other, Lan Jingyi, who was about to jump out of the house, put down her legs on the edge of the window as if nothing had happened, leaned against the window, and brushed her forehead, "SiZhui, today's weather... It's foggy big."

Lan Sizhui took a few steps forward and grabbed Lan Jingyi's sleeve, "We can't go to Xue Yang now."

Lan Jingyi blinked, "I didn't want to look for him."

Lan Sizhui was helpless, "Lying is forbidden."

"It's not that Yunshen doesn't know where to go," Lan Jingyi muttered in a low voice, but seeing Lan Sizhui's expression of disapproval, he immediately raised his hand and surrendered, "Okay, okay, I know I'm wrong, repeat the house rules three times."

Lan Sizhui tugged on Lan Jingyi's sleeve and turned around to find that Jin Ling and Ouyang Zi were really confronting each other, "Jin Ling, Xue Yang has the Yinhu Talisman in his hand, which can control all the walking corpses in Yicheng, we can't act rashly Not to mention," his eyes fell on Song Lan who was standing on the street, "Master Song Lan is still under his control."

Jin Ling paused, and asked unwillingly: "Then what can we do? It's impossible to rely on my eldest uncle without doing anything!"

Lan Sizhui pursed his lips, hesitantly said, "Recover Taoist Song Lan's mind first?"

Ouyang Zi really looked over, his face full of surprise, "You can?" Isn't Lan Sizhui a child of the Lan family?How could it be possible to know ghost art?

Lan Jingyi and Lan Sizhui turned their heads to look at each other, Lan Jingyi looked shocked, "Sizhui, do you know how to save Daoist Song Lan?"

Lan Sizhui was silent for a moment, "The last time I saw that Mr. Wen lost his mind, it was because of a skull nail being driven into his brain." Looking at Song Lan, "Now Daoist Song Lan has also lost his mind, maybe he was also killed by someone. Skull nails were driven in."

Jin Ling was overjoyed at first, then doubtful, "Are you sure?"

"It doesn't matter if you try it," Lan Jingyi always agreed with Lan Sizhui's decisions, "I'll try it, you stay here...what's the sound?"

Ouyang Zizhen listened carefully, "The sound of bamboo poles?" He drew his sword sharply and turned around, "Who!"

White clothes, white pupils, bamboo poles.

The girl's pale eyes stared straight at Ouyang Zizhen's fourth junior.

Fourth junior: "..."

"boom--!"

A loud noise brought back the thoughts of the four juniors. Lan Jingyi shuddered, and subconsciously followed the sound to look over, only to see that the shop door was wide open, and two black shadows flew out of the house. Before Wen Ning could approach, Song Lan then attacked Wei Wuxian, Wen Ning could barely stop Song Lan, and dragged Song Lan away.

The four juniors looked at Wei Wuxian unarmed and being pressed by Xue Yang every step of the way with trepidation, breaking out in a cold sweat.

When Lan Sizhui was still looking forward and backward between "helping Wei Wuxian" and "helping Wen Ning" and "whether my help will add to the chaos", Lan Jingyi had already drawn his sword out of its sheath, "Sizhui you and Zizhen to help Mr. Wen Miss, let's help senior!" Dodging in front of Wei Wuxian, he narrowly blocked Shuanghuajian's attack.

Lan Sizhui understood in an instant, got up and flew away from the house while Jiusi was in his hand, and attacked Song Lan mightily with the sound of suppressing magic.

Lan Ziling guarded the room, while beckoning the disciples of the Gusu Lan family to take out the talismans, while looking out the window worriedly.

When Lan Jingyi and Jin Ling accompanied by Wei Wuxian's flute sound, they cooperated tacitly with the paper figurine sisters to stop Xue Yang's attack one by one, and Ouyang Zi really caught Song Lan's body under Wen Ning's offensive from time to time. Attacking, Lan Sizhui even fell on the eaves and played the suppressing magic song to suppress Song Lan. Lan Ziling immediately understood what Lan Jingyi was doing.

Lan Sizhui's piano repairing skills are the most outstanding among the Gusu Lan family's children, and Lan Jingyi is the best in swordsmanship training.The Song of Suppressing Demons can suppress murderous corpses, so Lan Sizhui went to help Wen Ning deal with Song Lan, and Ouyang Zizhen, as a direct descendant of the Baling Ouyang Clan, could not be too low in cultivation level, enough to help Wen Ning and Lan Sizhui bond together Lives in Song Lan; Lan Jingyi has superb swordsmanship, and because he was brought up by Zewu-jun since he was a child, Zewu-jun took him to Jinlin Terrace for a few days when he was young, and he also hunted at night with Jin Ling, so among the crowd, Lan Jingyi was the only one who understood the Lanling Jin clan's swordsmanship, and he was the only one who could cooperate with Jin Ling's attacks.

Brave and quick-witted.

Lan Ziling overlapped the talisman seals of the selected classmates one by one, forming two darts, and suddenly understood what Zewu Jun had told him.

Mr. Zewu said that Si Zhui is intelligent and prudent, and he is perfect and prudent in dealing with the world, but because of his own identity, he is often indecisive in situations, and thinks too much before and after.But Jingyi's demeanor is outrageous and straightforward. Although her whimsy and whimsy are unconstrained, she is bold, witty and quick to respond, but she often catches her by surprise.So when two people work together, SiZhui's prudence can restrain Jingyi's casualness, and Jingyi's alertness can also drive SiZhui's worrying, the two of them complement each other perfectly.

And as for him...

Lan Ziling raised her eyes, met Lan Jingyi's gaze, nodded slightly, and the talisman dart in her hand whizzed out.

Lan Jingyi turned her wrist slightly, stood up absurdly by her side, and blocked Xue Yang's sword tip with a "clang". The local grid blocked Xue Yang's attack.

Raising his eyes, his eyes met, one pair of eyes was full of frost, and the other pair of eyes were full of fierceness.

There was a slight landing sound from behind, and Xue Yang suddenly became uneasy, and subconsciously looked down, only to see that there were only two neatly cut strings left around his waist, and his face turned pale.

Lan Ziling withdrew her hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that Lan Jingyi deliberately blocked Xue Yang's sword before, and took the opportunity to block Xue Yang's sight, so that Xue Yang didn't notice that two talisman darts passed by and stabbed Xue Yang's waist impartially. The waist rope on the two universe bags flew down in different directions with the two universe bags.

Xue Yang retracted his sword without thinking, turned and flew towards the Qiankun bag on the right like an arrow from a string.

Jin Ling subconsciously chased after him, but was pushed to the left by Lan Jingyi, "That's the Yinhu Talisman!" After speaking, Lan Jingyi attacked Xue Yang with a sword light, and at the same time he flew to the left chase after.

Wei Wuxian twisted his wrist, took the bamboo flute and walked a few steps to the Qiankun bag on the left, bent down to pick up the Qiankun bag, opened it, and looked at Jin Ling who had rushed to him, "Yinhu Talisman!" Turning his head , "The one over there is the remnant soul of the little uncle?"

Xue Yang resisted the next blow without dodging, and stretched out his hand to the Qiankun bag on the ground. Just when his fingertips were about to touch the Qiankun bag, a sword fell from the sky, "Dang!" and plunged into the ground, Xue Yang's fingers were caught by the sword. Lan Jingyi turned over from Xue Yang's sky, reached out to pick up the Qiankun bag, and then twisted his waist again to avoid Xue Yang's sword swung at him.

Lan Jingyi landed on the ground, took a few steps back to stabilize his figure, raised his hand to hold down his bloody waist, and he had put the Qiankun bag containing Xiao Xingchen's remnant soul into his own.

"give me back!!"

Xue Yang's tone was so stern and gloomy that Lan Jingyi couldn't help trembling, but immediately raised his hand to pinch the sword formula, and the absurd thing inserted into the ground hummed and flew towards him.

Immediately behind him was a gloomy long sword.

Turning around to catch the absurd, he turned around and stabbed, the sword tips collided, and the terrifying force was transmitted along the blade, Lan Jingyi's hand numb suddenly, absurd fell to the ground, the long sword roared, and stabbed straight into Lan Jingyi chest.

"Jingyi——!!!"

Lan Sizhui, who had a panoramic view of everything, went blank, and the sound of the piano suddenly pierced into the sky sharply, accompanied by the exploding spiritual power, a bright blue spiritual power rushed towards Xue Yang along with the sound of the piano.

Wei Wuxian pulled Jin Ling behind him with one hand, and drew a rune in the air with the index finger of his bloody right hand. The red light exploded, and countless paper figurines flew out of the shop with a "crash, clatter", and they took Wei Wuxian seriously. Xian and Jin Ling were enveloped and surrounded, and Wen Ning quickly picked up Ouyang Zizhen, flew into the room, and threw Lan Ziling and a group of immortal disciples all under him, protecting him.

The spiritual power collided with Xue Yang's sword, the blue light exploded in the sky, and the dust rose suddenly. The white mist in Yicheng was completely engulfed and annihilated by the blue light. The howling sound was full of fear, which made people tremble with fear.

After a long time, the blue light finally dissipated.

With a heart beating like a drum, Jin Ling poked his head out of Wei Wuxian's arms. Amidst the confetti scattered all over the floor, he saw Xue Yang supporting his precarious body with his long sword, and the Shuanghua sword was protected by him. .

In front of him, the cold-faced Hanguang-Jun was pale but still standing like a bamboo, Bichen in front of him was inserted into the ground, and a seemingly weak but indestructible spiritual power barrier stood firmly behind Bichen's sword , and further behind, was Lan Jingyi, who was lying on the ground with Lan Wangji behind him, with his eyes closed.

There was a "boom" in Jin Ling's mind, and his brain went blank. He could only watch Lan Sizhui fall off the roof, stumbling, staggering, rolling and crawling towards Lan Sizui without the elegance and integrity of the Gusu Lan family. Jingyi didn't even look at Lan Wangji, and directly passed Lan Wangji, threw himself on Lan Jingyi's body, and stretched out his hand tremblingly to feel for Lan Jingyi's pulse. pulse.

The pulse condition is weak.

But it does have a pulse.

Lan Sizhui breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the ground in a whirl, almost crying.

Suppressing the surging qi and blood in his chest, Lan Wangji raised his eyes to look at Wei Wuxian first, and found that Wei Wuxian's face was slightly pale and nothing serious happened, then looked around and found that the other disciples of the immortal sect were not injured. Really relieved.

As soon as she looked away, amidst the sound of bamboo poles hitting the ground, a white shadow walked slowly leading the unconscious corpse. The moment she looked up, two lines of blood and tears fell down her cheeks.