Arrogant-III

However, for a while, Jiang Cheng forced himself to restrain his hostility.

Although he was very unhappy, as a master of the door, he also had more considerations, and he could not be as impulsive as a kid like Jin Ling. Since the decline of the Nie family in the Qinghe River, now in the three major families, the two of the Lanling Jin family and Gusu Lan have been very close because of the private relationship between the family owners. In isolated. Han Guangjun Lan Wangji is a famous fairy gate with a high prestige. His brother Ze Wujun Lan Xichen is the owner of Gusu Lan. The two brothers have always been harmonious. Essence

Then, Jiang Cheng's "Three Poison" and Lan Wangji's saber "avoiding dust" never officially confronted him. Although he had this family biography, "Purple Power" was in his hand, and Lan Wangji's "Forgotten" piano was also well -known. What Jiang Cheng was most unbearable was to fall in the wind. Without 10 % of them, he did not consider driving with Lan Wang.

Jiang Cheng slowly retracted the left hand of Mo Yan's ring. It seems that Lan Wangji has made up his mind to intervene in the matter, and it is not convenient to be a wicked again. Remember this stroke. Jiang Cheng made a weighing, and turned to see that Jin Ling still covered his mouth angrily, and said, "Han Guangjun wants to punish you, you will be disciplined this time. It is not easy to manage the head of other juniors."

He mocked and didn't know who was ridicule. Lan Wangji never fights for his tongue. Jiang Cheng's stabbing was stabbing, and he turned again: "What are you standing, waiting for the prey to hit your sword yourself? If you can't get things in this Great Van Mountain today, you don't have to come to me in the future!"

Jin Ling glared at Wei Wuxian fiercely, but did not dare to stare at Lan Wangji, who was punished for banned his words. Lan Si chased: "The Lord Jiang, the ruined Xianwang, Gusu Lan will be repaid."

Jiang Cheng sneered: "No!" I chose the opposite direction and stepped down the mountain. Behind the guest, the guests kept up, and knew that I would inevitably be punished, and frowned.

When their figures disappeared, Lan Jingyi said: "How does this master of Jiang Zong like this!" After speaking, he remembered Lan Jiajia teaching. Behind him, he was so scared that he glanced at Han Guangjun and closed his mouth to shrink back. Lan Si chased Wei Wuxian and smiled lightly, saying: "Mo Gong, we are meeting again."

Wei Wuxian pulled the corner of his mouth. Lan Wangji said, the instructions were simple and clear, and the rhetoric was not gorgeous: "Go to do things."

Several juniors remembered what Danan Mountain did, and put away other thoughts, respectfully and other teachings. After a while, Lan Wangji said, "Do your best. Don't be stubborn."

The sound is low and magnetic. The rules of the students should be that they dare not stay more, and walk deep in the mountains. Wei Wuxian said that Jiang Cheng and Lan Zhan were really completely different, and even the advice to the juniors was the opposite. I was thinking, and I saw Lan Wangji nodded slightly towards him, and couldn't help it.

Lan Wangji has been a toothache since he was young. He was serious, as if he had never been lively, and he couldn't rub a little sand in his eyes. Lan Sihan should have informed Lan Wangji's suspicious behavior in Mojiazhuang, but he still nodded to him. He wanted to come to thank him for solving his sleep for the Lan family. Wei Wuxian immediately returned a gift without thinking, and when he looked up, Lan Wangji had disappeared.

After pause, he turned to the mountains and walked down.

No matter what prey in Danan Mountain, he can't ask. Wei Wuxian will not grab it with Jin Ling.

It turned out to be Jin Ling.

There were so many children in the Lanling Jin clan. He did not expect that it was Jin Ling who met. If he knew, how could he laugh at Jin Ling "have no mother and no mother"? If someone says this to Jin Ling, he will teach this person to understand what a misfortune comes out. But that said that, it turned out to be himself.

For a moment, Wei Wuxian Yang slapped himself.

This slap was very loud and powerful. The right face was hot. Suddenly, the bush was anecdotic. Wei Wuxian glanced at a flower donkey head and hanging his hand. The donkey took the initiative to come over this time. Wei Wuxian pulled his long ears and smiled bitterly: "You want a hero to save the beauty, but let me see the righteousness."

The flower donkey was humming, and the end of the hillside came up to a monk. After more than 400 Zhang Zhixian.com was cut by Lan Wangji's sword, the monks who were at the foot of Buddha's feet town reappeared again. This group of people is regarded as Jin Ling's opponent. Wei Wuxian thought about whether to hit them again. After thinking about it, he silently let go.

This group of children with mixed colors complained while walking: "This little son, the Jin family, and the Jiang family are used to him, and they will be so domineering at a young age. Don't go through the sky. Don't live! "

Wei Wuxian slowed down.

A soft -hearted female Xiu sighed: "How can you not get used to him?

"Sister, can't say that. How about the death of parents, parents in the world have died more, everyone is as virtue as him, that's it!"

"To say that Wei Wuxian really had to do it. Jin Ling's mother was Jiang Cheng's sister, and she brought him a big sister with one hand."

"Jiang Ji Li is also wronged, bringing out such a white -eyed wolf. Jin Mixuan is even more miserable, because it was a bit over the festival with Wei Wuxian, and it ended up with such a festival."

"Why did Wei Wuxian have a holiday with anyone ..."

"No. In addition to the crazy dog he raised, you still heard of who he is related to? The enemies are angry and grievances, and even with Han Guangjun, they are disgusted, and the water and fire are not allowed."

"Speaking of today, I lost Han Guangjun today ..."

After walking for a while, the sound of the water of the stream flowed into Wei Wuxian's ears.

This was something he never heard when he came. Wei Wuxian was aware of it. He walked the wrong way down the mountain and went to another road.

Holding the donkey, came to the edge of the stream, the head of the moon, the branches and leaves on the banks of the stream, and the frost white was broken in the stream. In the reflection, Wei Wuxian saw an unpredictable face with the flow of water.

He patted it on the water fiercely, scattered this funny face, lifted the wet palm, and wiped the stream, and wiped out the decoration.

It is a very beautiful young man reflected in the water. It seems to be cleaned by the moonlight, with a clear eyebrow, and the corners of the lips are slightly curved. When he stared at himself, the water beads on his eyes were like tears, and he couldn't stop falling.

This is a young and unfamiliar face, not Wei Wuling, the ancestor of Yi Ling, who had been overwhelming and bloody.

After staring at this face for a long time, Wei Wuxian wiped his face again, rubbed his eyes, and sat heavily on the stream.

It is not unable to bear the words of others. After all, it was very clear when you made a choice. What kind of path will he face in the future, he has already been alert in his heart: Remember the family training of Yunmeng Jiang's. Essence

I just thought that my heart was stubborn, but after all, people were not grass and trees.

Xiaohua donkey seemed to know that he was in a bad mood at this moment, rarely shouted impatiently, quietly, and left his tail. Wei Wuxian was sitting by the stream and reacted without any response. It looked back and fell his hill. Wei Wuxian still ignored it. The flower donkey had to come back, bite Wei Wuxian's placket with his teeth, pulling.

It is okay to go, and if you do n't go, since you have to bite, Wei Wuxian follows it. The flower donkey brought him under a few trees and turned around a grass. There was a Qiankun bag lying in the grass. There was a broken golden net hanging above, and it would be fell when it was the unlucky monk. Wei Wuxian picked up the bag and opened it. There were a lot of mixed and eight items, medicinal wine gourds, Fu Yan, Zhao Mao Xiaoshen and so on.

After pulling up for a while, he grabbed a rune, and suddenly a group of flames were raised in his hand.

The burning is a yin -burning symbol, as the name implies, with the qi as the fuel, automatically caught fire in the Yin Qi, the stronger the yin, the more burning the burning. As soon as it was taken out, it burned, indicating that there was Yin Ling not far from Wei Wuxian.

At first sight, Wei Wuxian was alerting and held it to test his position. When turning to the east, the fire faintly, turned to the west, and the flames rose sharply. He took a few steps towards this side, and saw a white figure appearing under a tree.

The runes were burned, and the embers fell from his fingertips. An old man turned his back to him and was murmuring.

Wei Wuxian slowly approached, and the old man murmured in his mouth clearly.

"It hurts, it hurts."

Wei Wuxian asked: "Where does it hurt?"

The old man replied, "Head, head. My head."

Wei Wuxian said: "Let me see."

He took a few steps to the side, turned to the side of the old man, and saw a big blood hole on his forehead. This is a dead soul, most of which are murdered by human messes. He was wearing a Shoushu, material and workmanship, indicating that he had been buried in the funeral. It's not the loss of the loss of living people.

However, there should not be such a dead soul on this Great Fan Mountain.

Wei Wuxian couldn't figure out this unreasonable feature. He felt unusually unsatisfactory. He jumped on the donkey's back, patted it with a palm, and drank it, and mobilized it to chase it in the direction of Jinling and others.

Many monks were wandering near the ancient grave pile, intending to stay in the rabbit. Some people boldly held up the flag, but only called a group of crying souls. Wei Wuxian held the rope and glanced around, and asked loudly, "Drive, take a sentence. Where did the little boy go to the Jin family and the Lan family?"

After washing their faces, someone was ignored. A monk replied: "They leave here and go to the Temple Temple."

Wei Wuxian said: "The Temple Girl Temple?"

After the rural retail households heard that I had been broken, I quietly slipped up again, and was also among the night patrol team. That middle -aged man looked at this man's clothes and the donkey, as if the lunatic who saved them just now, it was quite embarrassing, pretending to be nothing, but the round -faced girl pointed to him: "There. A cave god shrine. "

Wei Wuxian asked: "Which immortal is the fairy in the god of the shrine?"

The round -faced girl said: "Okay, it seems like a natural god of heaven stone."

Wei Wuxian's first: "Thank you."

Immediately rushed towards the Temple Girl Temple.

The lazy man married, Tianlei split the coffin, the fiance, father and daughter who were killed by the wolf lost their souls, gorgeous life clothes ... like a bead, they were connected into a complete line. No wonder Feng Xie's fingers can't get out of the direction, and calling the flag will not work. They all underestimated the things in this Great Van Mountain.

It is not what they do at all!