Cunning boy-IV

Wei Wuxian finally determined what scene he was seeing.

Back then, Nie Mingjue received intelligence and launched a surprise attack in Yangquan.

Chi Fengzun takes the initiative and never fails. However, I don't know whether there was a leak in the intelligence, or whether people's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. I never expected that this surprise attack would collide with Wen Ruohan, the head of the Wen family in Qishan.

Due to a miscalculation of strength, the Qishan Wen clan turned against the enemy and captured all the monks who came to attack, and took the prisoners back to the Evernight City.

Meng Yao knelt down beside Nie Mingjue and said, "I really didn't expect that you would be in such a mess as you are today."

Nie Mingjue only said two words: "Go away."

Meng Yao's laughter contained a hint of pity and said, "Do you still think you are the King of Hejian? See clearly, this is Yanyang Palace."

A monk on the side spat and said: "What Yanyang Palace is, it's just a nest of warm dogs!"

Meng Yao's expression changed and he unsheathed his sword.

A line of blood instantly shot out from the monk's neck, and he fell down without even making a sound. His fellow disciples screamed and rushed towards him to shout. Nie Mingjue was extremely angry: "You!"

Another monk roared angrily: "Wen Gou! If you can, kill me too..." Meng Yao didn't even move his eyebrows, and struck out with a sword with his backhand, slashing his throat with blood, and said with a smile: "Okay. "

He stood in front of a pool of blood with a long sword in his hand. The bodies of two monks in white fell at his feet. He smiled and said, "Does anyone else want to say that?"

Nie Mingjue said coldly: "Wen Gou."

He knew that if he fell into Wen Ruohan's hands, he would definitely die, so he was not afraid at all. If Wei Wuxian was in this situation, he would scold him first before talking about anything else, because he was going to die anyway. Meng Yao smiled slightly, without getting angry. He snapped his fingers, and a Wen family monk walked up on his knees, raised his hands above his head, and placed a long box in front of him. Meng Yao opened the box, took out something from it, and said, "Sect Master Nie, why don't you take a look at what this is?"

That's Nie Mingjue's sword, my lord!

Nie Mingjue said angrily: "Get out of here!"

But Meng Yao had already taken out Ba Xia, held it in his hand and said, "Sect Master Nie, Ba Xia has gone through many hardships in my hands in the past. Isn't it too late for you to get angry now?"

Nie Mingjue said word by word: "Take your hand away!"

But Meng Yao seemed to deliberately want to provoke him, weighing the weight of his sword and commenting: "Sect Master Nie, this sword of yours can barely be regarded as a first-class spiritual weapon. However, compared to the sword of your father, old Sect Master Nie, The knife is still a little bit worse. Why don't you guess how many times Sect Leader Wen has to slap it this time before it breaks?"

In an instant, all the blood in Nie Mingjue's body rushed to his forehead. Wei Wuxian was also struck by his sudden anger that made his scalp tingle, and he thought to himself: "Poison."

The thing that Nie Mingjue hated the most and could not let go of was the death of his father.

Back then, when Nie Mingjue was only a teenager and the head of the Nie family in Qinghe was still his father, someone offered Wen Ruohan a precious sword as tribute. Wen Ruohan was happy for a few days and asked the guests around him, what do you think of my knife?

He has always been moody and would fall out whenever he wanted. Naturally, others followed his will and flattered him, praising this sword as unparalleled. But one of the guest guests didn't know whether he had a quarrel with the old Sect Master Nie, or wanted to give a different answer to gain attention, and said, "This sword of yours is naturally unmatched, but well, I'm afraid." Some people don't think so.

Wen Ruohan became unhappy and asked who it was. The guest said, "Of course he is the head of the Nie family in Qinghe. His family has been famous for its sword cultivation for generations. He always talks about how his sword is invincible and unparalleled in the world. No sword can compete with him in hundreds of years." He is extremely arrogant. No matter how good your sword is, he will definitely not admit it. Even if he admits it with his mouth, he will definitely not admit it in his heart.

Wen Ruohan laughed loudly after hearing this, saying that if there was such a thing, I would like to see it. So he immediately called Sect Master Lao Nie over from Qinghe, took his knife, looked at it for a while, and finally said: Well, it is indeed a good knife. I slapped his knife a few times and let him go back.

There was nothing unusual at that time, and Old Sect Leader Nie didn't know what was going on. He was only unhappy with this attitude of coming and going as soon as he was called. Unexpectedly, a few days after returning home, during a night hunt, his saber suddenly broke into several pieces while cutting down a monster. Then, he was seriously injured by the horn of the monster beast that rushed up.

Nie Mingjue, who was hunting at night with his father, saw this scene with his own eyes.

After Old Sect Master Nie was rescued, he could not take a breath and his injuries could not be healed. He was ill for half a year and finally passed away. I don't know whether he died of anger or illness. This is the reason why Nie Mingjue and the entire Qinghe Nie clan hate the Qishan Wen clan.

But now, right in front of Wen Ruohan, Meng Yao held his knife and reiterated the hateful story of his father's murder of people with a knife. It was extremely cruel!

Nie Mingjue slapped his hand, causing Meng Yao to stagger back and spit out a mouthful of blood. Seeing this, the figure on the jade throne moved forward slightly, as if about to make a move. Meng Yao immediately got up, rushed over and kicked Nie Mingjue in the chest. Nie Mingjue's previous blow was already exhausting his strength. He kicked him hard and fell to the ground. The hot blood in his chest that had been simmering for a long time could no longer be suppressed. Wei Wuxian was dumbfounded.

There were so many versions of the rumors, but he never expected that among them there was the wonderful detail that Lianfangzun kicked Chifengzun!

Meng Yao firmly stepped on Nie Mingjue's chest and shouted: "How dare you act wild in front of Sect Leader Wen!" As he said that, he stabbed with his sword, and Nie Mingjue slapped his hand, and the long sword in Meng Yao's hand was broken into several pieces by him. Meng Yao was also knocked down by this palm. Just as Nie Mingjue was about to touch his Tianling with his second palm, his body was suddenly dragged in another direction by an abnormal suction force.

That direction is exactly Wen Ruohan's throne. Nie Mingjue quickly dragged out a three-foot-long blood stain on the jade pavement, and continued to drag it.

Nie Mingjue reached out and grabbed a kneeling Wen family disciple and threw him in the direction of the Amyrlin. With a "bang" sound, red plasma exploded in the air, as if a watermelon had exploded, and the pulp splashed all over the ground. Wen Ruohan actually struck the air with his palm and smashed the disciple's head into pieces. But this also bought Nie Mingjue time. His anger made him suddenly become extremely powerful. He jumped up, waved his hand and made a gesture, and flew towards him. Meng Yao said: "Sect Master, be careful!"

A voice laughed wildly: "It doesn't matter!"

This was the voice of a young man, and Wei Wuxian was not surprised. Wen Ruohan's cultivation level was extremely high, and his body was naturally maintained at its peak. As soon as Nie Mingjue's hand grasped the handle of Ba Xia's sword, he swung it with one blow, and all the dozens of Wen family monks who came to surround him were cut in half!

On the dark jade ground, mutilated corpses lay strewn across the ground. Suddenly, a shiver ran down Wei Wuxian's spine.

Suddenly there was a figure behind him. Nie Mingjue made a fierce horizontal slash, and his spiritual power shattered a long strip of ground. However, the strike missed, and he felt as if he had been hit hard in the chest. He hit the golden pillar in the palace hard, and he choked out a mouthful of hot blood, and there was blood again. Water flowed from his forehead, and his vision became blurry. He noticed someone approaching, waved his hand and stabbed him again. This time, he was punched in the heart, and his whole body sank into the jade ground!

Wei Wuxian had the same five senses as him, and while being beaten to a bloody head, he was secretly frightened.

Wen Ruohan's strength is really overwhelming and terrifying!

Wei Wuxian has not faced off against Nie Mingjue head-on, so he doesn't know whether the two of them will win or lose, but according to his observations, Nie Mingjue's cultivation level ranks among the top three among the people he has seen. However, even so, in front of Wen Ruohan, he was still powerless to fight back! Moreover, even if it were him at this moment, he would not dare to say that the beatings he received from Wen Ruohan would be less than those from Nie Mingjue...

Wen Ruohan stepped on Nie Mingjue's chest. Wei Wuxian's vision turned black, and the smell of blood rushed up his throat.

Meng Yao's voice gradually came closer and said: "This subordinate is incompetent, and he still has to work hard for the sect leader."

Wen Ruohan smiled and said, "Trash."

Meng Yao also smiled. Wen Ruohan asked: "Did he kill Wen Xu?"

Meng Yao said: "Yes. That's him. Sect Master, do you want to kill your enemy now, or drag him to the Earth Fire Palace? I personally suggest that it is better to drag him to the Earth Fire Palace."

The "Dihuo Palace" is Wen Ruohan's playground. It is a place where he collects torture instruments and uses them specifically to torture people. This means that Meng Yao refuses to give Nie Mingjue a happy death, and wants to drag him to Wen Ruohan's execution ground, use the torture tools he made, and slowly process him until he dies.

As Nie Mingjue listened to the two people chatting and laughing, discussing how to deal with him, his heart was filled with rage and blood surged in his chest. Wen Ruohan said: "What can a half-dead person do?"

Meng Yao said: "You can't say that. Sect Master Yi Nie has such a strong body. After two or three days of training, he might be majestic again?"

Wen Ruohan said: "It's up to you."

Meng Yao said: "Yes."

However, at the same time as he said this "yes", a very thin cold light swept out.

Wen Ruohan suddenly became silent.

A drop of warm blood splashed onto Nie Mingjue's face. He seemed to be aware of something and tried his best to raise his head to see what was going on. However, he was seriously injured after all. His head fell heavily and he closed his eyes.

I don't know how long it took before Wei Wuxian felt a glimmer of light appear in front of his eyes, and Nie Mingjue gradually opened his eyes.

As soon as he woke up, he found that he was being carried by one arm by Meng Yao, half dragging and half carrying him forward.

Meng Yao said: "Sect Master Nie?"

Nie Mingjue asked: "Wen Ruohan is dead?"

Meng Yao seemed to have a slip on the sole of his foot, and said with a trembling voice: "It should be...dead."

He also held something in his hand.

Nie Mingjue said in a deep voice: "Give me the knife."

Wei Wuxian couldn't see the expression on Meng Yao's face, and could only hear the bitter smile in his voice: "Sect Master Nie, at this time, please stop thinking about cutting me with a knife..."

Nie Mingjue was silent for a moment, gathered enough strength, and snatched it out with his hands. Although Meng Yao was extremely alert, he was unable to hold on even though he was fighting ten battles at once. He quickly jumped away and said, "Sect Master Nie, you are still injured."

With the long knife in hand, Nie Mingjue said coldly: "Kill them."

Those monks who were captured with Nie Mingjue.

Meng Yao said: "Sect Master Nie, you should know that the situation just now... I can't do anything about it."

Nie Mingjue hated this kind of excuse the most. He felt angry and slashed away with his sword. He said angrily: "What do you mean there is no way? It's up to you whether you do it or not, and it's up to you whether you kill him or not!"

Meng Yao stepped away and defended: "Is it really up to me? Sect Leader Nie, if you and I were to change places..."

Nie Mingjue had already anticipated what he wanted to say and interrupted, "No!"

Meng Yao also seemed to be exhausted. He kept hiding and couldn't cope with it. He almost stumbled on his feet and showed a look of embarrassment. He took a few breaths and suddenly, as if he exploded, he said loudly: "Lord Chifeng!!! What on earth are you doing?" Do you understand or not, if I don't kill them, you will be the one lying dead on the spot!!!"

This sentence is actually equivalent to "I am your savior, you can't kill me, otherwise you are unethical." However, Jin Guangyao is worthy of being Jin Guangyao. The same meaning is expressed in another way, and there is an implicit grievance and reserve. Sad. Sure enough, Nie Mingjue's movements froze, veins popped out on his forehead, and he stood frozen for a while. He tightened his grip on the handle of the knife and shouted, "Okay! I'll chop you to death, and then I'll kill myself!"

Meng Yao immediately shrank back after shouting the words just now. When he saw Ba Xia coming to attack him, he was so frightened that he ran away. One of them cut and the other fled, both covered in blood and stumbling. Wei Wuxian was in this funny shape, chopping the future Immortal Governor with his hand while laughing half to death in his heart, thinking that if Nie Mingjue hadn't been seriously injured and had no energy left, Meng Yao would have been hacked to death long ago. In the midst of the turmoil, a startled voice suddenly said: "Brother Mingjue!"

A man dressed in pure white clothes emerged from the forest. When Meng Yao saw the person, he felt like he was seeing a god. He rolled and crawled behind him: "Jun Zewu!!! Mr. Zewu!!!"

Nie Mingjue was so angry that he didn't even bother to ask why Lan Xichen was here, and shouted: "Xichen, get out of the way!"

Ba came down so fiercely that Shuo Yue had no choice but to unsheath him. Lan Xichen half supported and half blocked him, saying: "Brother Mingjue, calm down! Why bother?"

Nie Mingjue said: "Why don't you ask him what he did?!"

Lan Xichen turned back to look at Meng Yao. Meng Yao looked frightened and mumbled as if he didn't dare to speak. Nie Mingjue said: "When I ran away from Langxie, I thought I couldn't find it after digging three feet! It turned out that I was a minion of Wen Gou, helping the tyrants in the city that never sleeps!"

Lan Xichen said: "Brother Mingjue."

He rarely interrupts other people's speech. Nie Mingjue was slightly startled, and Lan Xichen said again: "Do you know who gave you the Qishan Wen clan's formation map several times before?"

Nie Mingjue said: "You."

Lan Xichen said: "I'm just teleporting. Do you know who the source of the information has been?"

In this situation, the meaning of his words couldn't be more obvious. Nie Mingjue looked behind him at Meng Yao who was bowing his head, his brows twitching, obviously in disbelief.

Lan Xichen said: "No need to doubt that I was here to respond after receiving news from him today. Otherwise, why would I happen to be here?"

Nie Mingjue was speechless.

Lan Xichen added: "After what happened with Langxie, Ayao felt regretful and didn't dare to let you meet him, so he had to find a way to sneak into the Qishan Wen family, get close to Wen Ruohan, and then secretly sent a message to me. I didn't know it at first. The identity of the messenger was revealed by chance and I recognized him." He turned to Meng Yao and whispered: "Didn't you tell Brother Mingjue about this?"

"..." Meng Yao covered the wound on his arm and said with a bitter smile: "Zewu-Jun, you have also seen it. Even if I said it just now, Sect Master Nie would not believe it."

Nie Mingjue remained silent. Ba Xia and Shuo Yue were still at a stalemate. Meng Yao glanced at the sharp edges of the swords, his eyes full of fear. After a while, he still stood up and knelt down in front of Nie Mingjue.

Lan Xichen asked: "Meng Yao?"

Meng Yao whispered: "Sect Master Nie, I was in Yanyang Palace just now to deceive Wen Ruohan's trust and prevent him from finding out the clues, but I hurt you and spoke rudely. I knew that Old Sect Master Nie was hurting you, but I still deliberately poked you. Your scar...even though it was a last resort, I really feel sorry for it."

Nie Mingjue said, "It's not me you should kneel on, but the monks you killed with your own hands."

Meng Yao said: "Wen Ruohan has a cruel temperament. He acts crazy if he acts against him even a little bit. Since I want to pretend to be his confidant and others insult him, how can I just sit idly by and ignore it? So..."

Nie Mingjue said: "Very good, it seems that you have done these things in the past."

Meng Yao sighed and said, "I am in Qishan."

Lan Xichen did not withdraw his hand and sighed: "Brother Mingjue, he is lurking in Qishan. Sometimes he does something... It is inevitable. When he does something, he also thinks..."

Wei Wuxian shook his head inwardly: "Jun Zewu is... too pure and kind." But thinking about it again, he was so defensive because he knew Jin Guangyao's various suspicions, but Meng Yao in front of Lan Xichen, He is an undercover agent who endures humiliation, cannot help himself, and commits danger alone. Their perspectives are different, so how can their feelings be compared?

After a long while, Nie Mingjue suddenly raised the knife, and Lan Xichen said: "Brother Mingjue!"

Meng Yao closed her eyes, and Lan Xichen also held Shuo Yue tightly and said, "I'm offended..."

Before he finished speaking, the silver light of the blade slashed down hard and struck a stubborn rock on the side.

Meng Yao was shaken by the cracking sound of the gold and stone and his shoulders shrank slightly. He turned his head to look and saw that the huge stone was split in half from head to toe.

After all, there is no way this knife can cut down. Ba Xia unsheathed himself, and Nie Mingjue turned around and walked away without looking back.

At this point, Wen Ruohan died. Although the Wen family in Qishan still had a remaining party, they were no longer in power and their defeat was certain.

And the dead warrior Meng Yao, who had been lurking in the Evernight City for several years, became famous in one battle.

Wei Wuxian had also wondered that since Meng Yao betrayed the Nie family in Qinghe, the relationship between Nie Mingjue and him was no longer what it used to be. So why did they become sworn sworn friends later? According to his observation, apart from Lan Xichen, who had always hoped that the two of them would get back together and took the initiative to propose, the most important thing was probably that he accepted this life-saving grace and accepted this letter. All in all, in his past battles, he relied to some extent on the information that Meng Yao passed on through Lan Xichen. He still feels that Jin Guangyao is a rare talent, and he is willing to lead him back to the right path. Jin Guangyao is no longer his subordinate. After becoming sworn sworn brothers, he has the status and position to supervise him, just like supervising and disciplining his younger brother Nie Huaisang.

After the Sun Shooting Campaign is over. The Lanling Jin Sect held a flower banquet for several days, inviting countless monks and countless families to the banquet, and the whole world celebrated together.

On the Jinlin Stage, people were coming and going. In front of Nie Mingjue's broad field of vision, the crowd kept separating. People on both sides bowed their heads to greet him and said "Chi Feng Zun". Wei Wuxian thought to himself, "This scene is going to skyrocket. These people are both afraid and respectful of Nie Mingjue. There are many people who are afraid of me, but not many who respect me."

Jin Guangyao is standing next to Xumizuo. After sworn sworn vows with Nie Mingjue and Lan Xichen, and acknowledging his ancestors, he now had Mingzhi cinnabar dotted between his brows, put on a gold star snow wave robe with a white background and a black hat, giving him a completely new look. Very bright. His intelligence has not changed, but his demeanor is calm, which is far from what he used to be.

Beside him, Wei Wuxian actually saw a familiar figure.

Xue Yang.

At this time, Xue Yang was very young. Although his face was still childish, he was already very tall. He was also wearing a gold star snow wave robe. Standing with Jin Guangyao, he looked like a young man in the willows in the spring breeze. They seemed to be talking about something interesting. Jin Guangyao smiled and made a gesture. The two exchanged glances. As if these were all walking garbage. When he saw Nie Mingjue, he showed no sign of fear from others and instead bared his fangs in this direction. Jin Guangyao noticed that Nie Mingjue looked unkind, so he quickly stopped his smile and whispered to Xue Yang. Xue Yang waved and waddled towards the other side.

Jin Guangyao walked over and said respectfully, "Brother."

Nie Mingjue asked: "Who is that person?"

After hesitating for a moment, Jin Guangyao cautiously answered: "Xue Yang."

Nie Mingjue frowned: "Xue Yang from Kuizhou?"

Jin Guangyao nodded. Xue Yang had been notorious since he was young, and Wei Wuxian could clearly feel that Nie Mingjue's frown deepened. He said: "What are you doing hanging out with people like this?"

Jin Guangyao said: "The Lanling Jin Sect recruited him."

He didn't dare to explain too much, so he hurriedly fled to the other side on the pretext of receiving visitors. Nie Mingjue shook his head and turned around. As soon as he turned around, Wei Wuxian's eyes suddenly lit up, and he felt like frost and snow were falling from the sky, and the moonlight filled the hall. Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji walked up side by side.

Lan's two jade men stand together, one is wearing a flute and the other is carrying a harp; one is gentle and the other is deserted. But she is generally beautiful in appearance and graceful in style. It's really one color, two styles. No wonder it attracts the attention and admiration of others.

At this time, Lan Wangji's profile still had a slightly youthful air, but he still had that indifferent expression that would repel people thousands of miles away. Wei Wuxian's eyes were immediately glued to his face, and he couldn't move away no matter what. Regardless of whether he heard it or not, Wei Wuxian shouted happily to himself: "Lan Zhan! I miss you so much! Hahahahahaha!"

Suddenly, a voice said: "Sect Master Nie, Sect Leader Lan."

Hearing this familiar voice, Wei Wuxian's heart skipped a beat. Nie Mingjue turned around again and saw Jiang Cheng, dressed in purple and holding a sword.

And the person standing next to Jiang Cheng was none other than Wei Wuxian himself.

He saw himself, dressed in black, standing with his hands behind his back, a black flute stuck at his waist, and bright red tassels hanging down. Without a sword, he stood side by side with Jiang Cheng, nodding in greeting, with a slightly arrogant attitude, looking very enigmatic and arrogant. When Wei Wuxian saw his young self acting like this, his teeth felt sore. He felt that he was really just pretending, and he wished he could rush up and beat him up.

Lan Wangji also saw Wei Wuxian standing next to Jiang Cheng, his eyebrows twitched, and his light-colored eyes soon turned back, looking straight ahead, still looking very dignified. Jiang Cheng and Nie Mingjue looked at each other with serious faces and nodded. Neither of them had much to say. After a cursory greeting, they parted ways. Wei Wuxian saw himself in black, glancing left and right, and caught sight of Lan Wangji over here. He seemed to be about to speak, but Jiang Cheng had already walked over and stood beside him. The two of them lowered their heads and each said something with serious faces. Wei Wuxian laughed out loud and walked side by side with Jiang Cheng to the other side. Pedestrians around them also automatically gave up a large space for them.

Wei Wuxian thought about it carefully, what exactly did they say? He couldn't remember it at first, but from Nie Mingjue's sight, he saw their mouth shapes, and then he remembered it. At that time, what he said was: "Jiang Cheng, Chifeng Zun is much taller than you, haha."

What Jiang Cheng said was: "Get out. You want to die."

Nie Mingjue's eyes turned back and asked, "Why doesn't Wei Ying wear a sword?"

Just like wearing a sword. Lan Wangji said quietly: "I guess I forgot."

Nie Mingjue raised his eyebrows and said, "Can you forget this?"

Lan Wangji said: "It's not surprising."

Wei Wuxian thought to himself, "Okay, you said bad things about me behind my back and I caught you."

Lan Xichen smiled and said, "This Young Master Wei said that he doesn't want to pay attention to any red tape. Not to mention not wearing a sword, even if he doesn't wear clothes, what can others do to him? He is really young."

It was indescribable to hear the arrogance he had said in those days coming from other people's mouths. Wei Wuxian felt a little embarrassed and helpless. At this time, Lan Wangji was heard whispering from the side: "frivolous."

He spoke very softly, as if he was speaking only to himself. These two words struck Wei Wuxian's ears, causing his heart to skip two beats for no apparent reason.

Lan Xichen looked at him and said, "Hey. Why are you still here?"

Lan Wangji was slightly puzzled and said seriously: "Brother is here, so of course I am here too."

Lan Xichen said: "Why don't you go over and talk to him? They are going far away."

Wei Wuxian was very surprised: "Why is Mr. Zewu talking about this? Does Lan Zhan have something to say to me at this time?"

Before he could see Lan Wangji's reaction, suddenly, there was a noise from the other side of the Xumizuo. Wei Wuxian heard his angry shout coming from the other side: "Jin Zixuan! Don't forget what you said and did. What does this mean now?!"

Wei Wuxian remembered. It turned out to be this time!

On the other end, Jin Zixuan also said angrily: "I'm asking Sect Master Jiang, but I'm not asking you! The person I'm asking is also Miss Jiang, what does it have to do with you!"

Wei WuXian said, "Well said! What does my senior sister have to do with you? Who had the eyes on the forehead in the first place?"

Jin Zixuan said: "Sect Master Jiang - this is my family's flower banquet, and these are your family's people! You don't care anymore!"

Lan Xichen asked: "Why are they arguing again?"

Lan Wangji looked over there, but his steps were stuck to the ground. After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind and took steps forward. Just as he was about to walk over, Jiang Cheng's voice came over: "Wei Wuxian, shut up." Mr. Jin, I'm sorry. My sister is very nice, thank you for your concern. We can discuss this matter next time."

Wei Wuxian sneered: "Next time? There's no next time! You don't need to worry about whether it's good or not! Who is he?"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked away. Jiang Cheng shouted, "Come back! Where are you going?"

Wei Wuxian waved his hand and said, "Anywhere is fine! Just don't let me see that face of his. I didn't want to come in the first place, so you can deal with it on your own here."

Jiang Cheng was left behind by him, and his face gradually became clouded. Jin Guangyao was originally busy in the field, smiling at everyone and doing whatever he had to do. When he saw something was going on here, he came out again and said, "Young Master Wei, stay back!"

Wei Wuxian walked quickly with his hands behind his back. His face was solemn and no one noticed. Lan Wangji took a step toward him, and before he could speak, the two of them passed each other.

Jin Guangyao couldn't catch up with Wei Wuxian, so he stumbled and said, "Oh, he's gone, Sect Leader Jiang, what...what should we do?"

Jiang Cheng suppressed the clouded look on his face and said, "Don't pay attention to him. He's used to being wild at home, so he doesn't understand the rules." Then he started talking to Jin Zixuan.

Looking at these two people, Wei Wuxian let out a deep sigh in his heart. Fortunately, Nie Mingjue was not interested in the situation here and quickly looked away, unable to see them anymore.

The Immortal Mansion of the Nie family in Qinghe is an impure world.

Nie Mingjue was sitting on the mat, and Lan Xichen had a Yao Qin lying in front of him. After stroking the strings and playing the piano, Jin Guangyao smiled and said, "Okay, I've listened to my second brother's piano, so I'll smash mine when I get back."

Lan Xichen said: "The third brother's piano is very good outside of Gusu. But what did your mother teach you?"

Jin Guangyao said: "No. I learned it by myself. She never taught me these things, she only taught me how to read and write, and bought some expensive sword manuals and mental techniques for me to practice."

Lan Xichen was surprised: "The sword's secret method?"

Jin Guangyao said: "Second brother, you haven't seen it, have you? The kind of pamphlet sold by the people, which draws some random portraits and writes a bunch of mysterious words." Lan Xichen smiled and shook his head, and Jin Guangyao also shook his head. He shook his head and said, "They are all lies. They are designed to deceive women and ignorant children like my mother. There will be no harm in practicing, but there will be no benefit at all."

He sighed: "But my mother didn't understand this. She bought it no matter how expensive it was. She said that when she goes back to see her father one day, she must use her skills to see him and not fall behind others. All the money is spent on this. "

Lan Xichen plucked the strings twice and said, "You can learn this by just watching. You are very talented. If you get the guidance of a famous teacher, you will make great progress with each passing day."

Jin Guangyao smiled and said, "The famous teacher is right in front of me, so I don't dare to trouble myself."

Lan Xichen said: "Why don't you dare? Master, please sit down."

Jin Guangyao sat upright opposite him, as if he was listening attentively: "What does Mr. Lan want to teach?"

Lan Xichen asked: "How about Qingxinyin?"

Jin Guangyao's eyes lit up, but before he could speak, Nie Mingjue raised his head and said, "Second brother, Qingxinyin is one of your Gusu Lan's special skills. Don't let it out."

Lan Xichen didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "The clearing heart sound is different from the barrier-breaking sound. It has the effect of clearing the heart and calming the mind. Why shouldn't we keep such healing skills secret? Besides, how can it be considered leaked if it is taught to the third brother? ?"

Now that he knew what was going on, Nie Mingjue said no more.

One day, he returned to the impure world. As soon as he entered the hall, he saw a dozen unfolded gold-painted folding fans lined up in front of Nie Huaisang. He was stroking each one lovingly and comparing the inscriptions on each fan murmuringly. Nie Mingjue immediately had veins popping out on his forehead and said, "Nie Huaisang!"

Nie Huaisang immediately knelt down.

She was so frightened that she knelt down. After kneeling down, she got up tremblingly and said, "Big brother."

Nie Mingjue asked, "Where is your knife?"

Nie Huaisang murmured: "In... in the room. No, in the school grounds. No, I... think about it..."

Wei Wuxian could feel that Nie Mingjue had chopped his heart out with a knife: "I carry more than a dozen fans with me, and I don't even know where my personal sword is?!"

Nie Huaisang said hurriedly: "I'll go find him right away!"

Nie Mingjue said: "No need! You can't do anything even if I ask you to do it. Burn all these things for me!"

Nie Huaisang was shocked and turned pale. He hurriedly took the fan into his arms and said, "No, brother! These are all given to me!"

Nie Mingjue smashed a table with one palm and said, "Whoever gave it to me, tell him to get out of here!"

One person said: "I sent it as a gift."

Jin Guangyao walked in from outside the lobby. Nie Huaisang looked like a savior and said with great joy: "Third brother, you are here!"

In fact, it's not that Jin Guangyao can stop Nie Mingjue from getting angry, but that once Jin Guangyao comes, Nie Mingjue usually gets angry at him alone and doesn't bother to scold others, so he is called Nie Huaisang. The savior is not exaggerated. Nie Huaisang was so happy that he kept saying hello to Third Brother repeatedly while hurriedly holding a table of fans into his arms. Seeing his brother's appearance, Nie Mingjue was so angry that he found it funny and said to Jin Guangyao, "Stop sending him those messy things!"

Nie Huaisang was in a hurry and dropped two fans on the ground. Jin Guangyao helped him pick them up and put them into his arms, saying, "Huaisang likes elegance and is obsessed with calligraphy and painting. He doesn't have those stubborn and bad habits. How can he be called a mess?"

Nie Huaisang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, third brother is right!"

Nie Mingjue said, "Being the head of the family doesn't require those things."

Nie Huaisang said, "I'm not the head of the family. Brother, just do it. I won't do it!" His brother looked at him and he immediately shut up. Nie Mingjue turned to Jin Guangyao and said, "What are you doing here?"

Jin Guangyao said: "Second brother said he gave you a piano."

The piano was given to Nie Mingju by Lan Xichen when he played it to calm his mind. Jin Guangyao added: "Recently, the reconstruction of the Gusu Lan Sect in Yun Shen is at a critical juncture. The eldest brother refused to let him come, so the second brother taught me Qingxinyin. I think even if I am not as good at playing the piano as the second brother, I can still Help big brother a little bit and calm down a little bit."

Nie Mingjue said, "Just do your own thing."

Nie Huaisang was very interested and said: "Third brother, what song is it? Can I listen to it? Let me tell you, the one you found for me last time is out of print..."

Nie Mingjue shouted: "Go back to your room!"

Nie Huaisang hurriedly rolled away with his tail between his legs, but he definitely didn't roll back into the house, but went to the living room to get the gift Jin Guangyao had brought for him. He interrupted several times, and the anger in Nie Mingjue's heart had almost subsided. He looked back at Jin Guangyao, his face looked slightly tired, and he was wearing a Venus Snow Wave robe with a hint of dust. He must have come from Jinlintai. He paused and said : "Sit down."

Jin Guangyao nodded slightly, sat down as he was told, and said, "Since eldest brother cares about Huaisang, it would be good to give some gentle advice, so why bother?"

Nie Mingjue said: "Putting a knife on his neck and forcing him like this, it seems that beating him to death is useless."

Jin Guangyao said: "Huai Sang is not an incompetent person, he just doesn't have this ambition."

Nie Mingjue said, "You know exactly where he aims."

Jin Guangyao smiled and said, "That's natural. Am I not the best at this? The only one who can't figure it out is my eldest brother."

Know people's likes and dislikes, and prescribe the right medicine to do things best and get twice the result with half the effort. Therefore, Jin Guangyao is an expert at figuring out people's hobbies. Only Nie Mingjue, Jin Guangyao couldn't find any useful information. Wei Wuxian had seen it when Meng Yao was working under Nie Mingjue. He didn't like women, wine, or money. In his eyes, calligraphy, painting and antiques were just a pile of ink mud. In his eyes, fine wine and tea residues from roadside stalls were all in his eyes. There was no difference when he drank it. Meng Yao tried his best and couldn't find out what he had any special hobbies besides practicing swordsmanship and killing warm dogs every day. He was almost invulnerable. Hearing his self-deprecating tone, Nie Mingjue became less disgusted and said, "Don't encourage this virtue in him."

Jin Guangyao smiled slightly and asked again: "Brother, where is the second brother's piano?"

Nie Mingjue pointed him in the direction.

After that, Jin Guangyao rushed from Lanling to Qinghe every few days to help Nie Mingjue overcome his delusions and clear his mind with the Qingxin Qu. He did his best without any complaints. Qingxinqu is indeed mysterious and effective, and Wei Wuxian can clearly feel that the anger in Nie Mingjue's chest has been suppressed. And when they were playing the piano, the conversation and interaction between the two of them actually felt a little more peaceful than before before they broke up. He began to feel that maybe the so-called rebuilding of Yunshen was just an excuse. Maybe Lan Xichen just wanted to give Nie Mingjue and Jin Guangyao a chance to ease their relationship.

However, as soon as he thought this, the next moment, an even more manic anger rose.

Nie Mingjue shook off the two disciples who didn't dare to stop him, and walked straight into the garden. Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao were discussing something solemnly in the study. There were several drawings on the desk in front of them, with various marks drawn on them. Seeing him barging in, Lan Xichen was slightly startled and said, "Brother?"

Nie Mingjue said, "Don't move." Then he said coldly to Jin Guangyao, "Come out."

Jin Guangyao looked at him, then at Lan Xichen, and said with a smile: "Second brother, please help me sort this out. I'll go talk to the eldest brother about some personal matters first, and I'll ask you to explain it later."

Lan Xichen looked worried, but Jin Guangyao stopped him and followed Nie Mingjue out of the garden. As soon as the two of them reached the edge of Jinlin Terrace, Nie Mingjue struck at them with a palm.

Several disciples on the side were shocked. Jin Guangyao nimbly dodged the palm and signaled them not to move rashly. He said to Nie Mingjue: "Brother, why are you like this? You have something to say."

Nie Mingjue asked: "Where is Xue Yang?"

Jin Guangyao said: "He has been imprisoned in the dungeon and will not be released for the rest of his life..."

Nie Mingjue asked, "What did you say in front of me back then?"

Jin Guangyao is silent. Nie Mingjue said: "I want him to pay with blood, but you will give him a life-long death sentence?"

Jin Guangyao said cautiously: "As long as he is punished and can't do it again, there is no point in being released for life and paying with blood..."

Nie Mingjue said: "The hospitable minister you recommended has done good things! You still dare to protect him now!"

Jin Guangyao defended: "I did not protect him. I was also shocked by what happened to the Chang family in Yueyang. How could I have expected that Xue Yang would kill more than fifty people in his family? But my father must keep this person... "

Nie Mingjue said: "Shocked? Who recruited him? Who recommended him? Who reused him? Stop using your father as a cover. Don't you know what Xue Yang is doing?!"

Jin Guangyao sighed and said, "Brother, this is really my father's order. I can't refuse. Now you want me to deal with Xue Yang, how do you want me to explain to him?"

Nie Mingjue said: "No need to talk nonsense, bring Xue Yangtou to see you."

Jin Guangyao still wanted to speak, but Nie Mingjue lost his patience and said, "Meng Yao, stop playing tricks in front of me. Your tricks have long since stopped working!"

For a moment, a look of embarrassment appeared on Jin Guangyao's face, as if a person with a hidden disease had been exposed in front of everyone, with no place to hide and no place to show his shame.

He said: "Which one do I have? Which one do I have? Brother, you always accuse me of being scheming and scheming. You say that you act upright and stand upright. You are not afraid of anything. You are a man and a real man. You don't need to play any conspiracy." Well, you are of noble birth and have a high level of cultivation. But what about me? Am I the same as you? I don't have a high level of cultivation or a solid foundation like yours. Who has taught me when I've grown up? I don't have a family background. What do you think I am? Are you standing firmly in the Lanling Jin family now? Do you think I will rise to the top after Jin Zixuan died? Jin Guangshan would rather bring back another illegitimate child than let me succeed him! Do you want me to be fearless? I He is afraid of the sky and the earth, but also afraid of people! He is really standing and talking without pain in his back, and a well-fed man does not know that a hungry man is hungry."

Nie Mingjue said coldly: "In the final analysis, what you mean is that you don't want to kill Xue Yang and that you don't want your position in the Lanling Jin Sect to be shaken."

Jin Guangyao said: "Of course I don't want to!"

He raised his head, with unknown flames dancing in his eyes, and said: "But brother, I have always wanted to ask you something: the lives of your men are only more than mine, not less. Why was it that I was just forced to The situation has killed a few monks, and you are going to continue to settle old scores like this until now?"

Nie Mingjue laughed angrily and said, "Okay! Let me answer you. I have killed countless souls under my sword, but I never kill for my own selfish desires, and I never kill to climb up!"

Jin Guangyao said: "Brother, I understand what you mean. Do you want to say that all the people you killed deserved it?"

Not knowing where the courage came from, he laughed twice, took a few steps closer to Nie Mingjue, and raised his voice, a bit aggressively: "Then I dare to ask, how do you judge whether a person deserves what he deserves? Your Does the standard have to be accurate? Suppose I kill one person and live with a hundred others. Does it mean that the merit outweighs the fault, or is the crime deserved? If you want to achieve great things, you must make some sacrifices."

Nie Mingjue said: "Then why don't you sacrifice yourself? Are you nobler than them? Are you different from them?"

Jin Guangyao looked at him steadily for a while, as if he had finally made up his mind, but also as if he had given up on something, and said calmly: "Yes."

He raised his head, his expression was one-third proud, three-thirds calm, and three-thirds faintly crazy, and said: "Of course they and I are different!"

Nie Mingjue was angered by his expression and words.

He raised his kick, but Jin Guangyao was not prepared at all, nor did he dodge. He kicked him right in the middle, and rolled down from the Jinlin platform.

Nie Mingjue lowered his head and shouted: "The son of a prostitute, no wonder!"

Jin Guangyao rolled more than fifty steps before landing, and climbed up without lying on the ground for a while. He raised his hand to wave away several servants and disciples who had gathered around him. He dusted off the dust on Jin Xing's snow-wave robe, slowly raised his head, and looked at Nie Mingjue. His eyes were very calm, even a little indifferent. Nie Mingjue drew his sword out of its sheath, just as Lan Xichen waited and did not return, he was finally worried and walked out of the inner hall to see what was going on. When he saw this scene, he immediately drew out Shuo Yue, Said: "What's wrong with you?"

Jin Guangyao said: "It's nothing. Thank you big brother for your teaching."

Nie Mingjue said: "Don't stop me!"

Lan Xichen said: "Brother, please put the knife back first, you are confused!"

Nie Mingjue said: "I'm not messed up. I know what I'm doing. He is hopeless. If he continues like this, he will harm the world. Kill him early!"

Lan Xichen was startled and said: "Brother, what are you talking about? He has been running back and forth in Qinghe and Lanling these days. Is it possible that he can only get you to say that there is no cure?"

To deal with people like Nie Mingjue, it is a good strategy to take revenge. As expected, his movements were slightly stagnant and he glanced at Jin Guangyao over there. Blood was flowing from his forehead, but in addition to the new injury from the fall, it turned out that there was an old injury wrapped in a bandage, but it was hidden because he was wearing a soft gauze hat. At this time, the old and new wounds burst together, so he took off the bandage, wiped it on the wound, wiped away the blood, so that the clothes would not be stained, then threw it to the ground, and stood there without saying a word. I don't know what I'm thinking. Lan Xichen turned around and said, "Third brother, you go back, I'll tell my eldest brother."

Jin Guangyao bowed to this side, turned around and left. Sensing that the strength in Nie Mingjue's hand had weakened, Lan Xichen also withdrew his sword, patted his shoulder and guided him to the side.

Lan Xichen said as he walked: "Brother, I'm afraid you don't know, but the third brother is in a really bad situation right now."

Nie Mingjue said in a cold voice: "In his mouth, it seems that he is always in dire straits."

Having said that, the knife has been slowly sheathed. Lan Xichen said: "Who says otherwise? Did he contradict you just now? Do you think he would do this in the past?"

Indeed not, it is indeed abnormal. Jin Guangyao is not a person who cannot hold back his anger. He knows how to deal with Nie Mingjue and must give in. The angry confrontation just now was really not like him.

Lan Xichen said: "His mother didn't like him in the first place. After Brother Zixuan passed away, she beat and scolded him frequently. His father recently also refused to listen to him and rejected all the proposals he submitted."

Wei Wuxian thought of the stack of drawings on the table and understood in his mind: "Observation tower."

Finally, Lan Xichen said: "Don't push him too hard just yet. I believe he knows what to do. Just give him a little more time."

Nie Mingjue said: "I hope so."

Wei Wuxian originally thought that after being kicked by Nie Mingjue, Jin Guangyao would calm down for a while. Unexpectedly, a few days later, he came to the impure world as usual.

Nie Mingjue personally supervised and guided Nie Huaisang in sword practice on the school grounds. He ignored him and stood respectfully at the edge of the inner school grounds waiting. Nie Huaisang lacked interest and the sun was too harsh, so he practiced extremely perfunctorily. He complained of fatigue within a few moments and happily wanted to go to Jin Guangyao's place to see what gifts he had brought this time. In the past, Nie Mingjue would only frown at this, but this time he was angry: "Nie Huaisang, do you want me to chop you on the head with my knife! Come back!"

If Nie Huaisang could sense how angry Nie Mingjue was at this moment like Wei Wuxian did, he wouldn't have such a playful smile on his face. He said, "Brother, the time has come, it's time to rest!"

Nie Mingjue said: "You just took a break a few days ago. Continue until you practice."

Nie Huaisang was still in a daze and said, "I can't learn it anyway, so I won't practice today!"

He used to say this often, but who knows, Nie Mingjue's reaction today is completely different from before. He shouted: "I can teach pigs how to teach, why can't I teach you?!"

Unexpectedly, he would burst out suddenly. Nie Huaisang was horrified by the roar, dumbfounded, and shrank towards Jin Guangyao. Seeing these two people getting together, Nie Mingjue became even more angry and said: "I haven't learned a set of sword skills for a year. I stand in the school field and complain about how tired I am when I burn a stick of incense. I don't ask you to get ahead, but you can't even do it yourself." It's hard to protect the capital! How did the Nie family in Qinghe produce a piece of trash like you! Just tie up one or two and beat them every day. Move all those things out of his room!"

The last sentence he said was to the students standing on the edge of the school field. Nie Huaisang felt uneasy when he saw someone there. After a while, the row of disciples actually moved all the calligraphy, paintings, porcelain, and folding fans from his room. Nie Mingjue always said that he would burn his things in the past, but he never actually burned them, but this time he actually took it seriously. Nie Huaisang panicked and rushed forward: "Brother! You can't burn it!"

Seeing that the situation was bad, Jin Guangyao also said: "Brother, don't be impulsive." Nie Mingjue had already swung his knife, and the exquisite things piled in the center of the school grounds were submerged in the raging fire that shot up into the sky. Nie Huaisang screamed and threw himself into the fire to save him. Jin Guangyao quickly grabbed him and said, "Huaisang, be careful!"

Nie Mingjue struck the air with his left hand, and the two pieces of white porcelain that Nie Huaisang had snatched were shattered into pieces in his hands. The scrolls, calligraphy and paintings had already been instantly turned into a pile of ashes. Nie Huaisang just watched helplessly as all the beloved things he had collected over the years were turned into ashes, dumbfounded. Jin Guangyao grabbed his palm, looked at it, and said, "Are you burned?" Then he turned back to several disciples and said, "Please prepare some medicine first."

Several disciples should have retreated. Nie Huaisang stood there, trembling all over, looking at Nie Mingjue with bloodshot eyes. Jin Guangyao saw something wrong with his expression, put his arms around his shoulders, and whispered, "Huaisang, how are you? Stop looking and go inside to rest."

Nie Huaisang's eyes were red and he remained silent. Jin Guangyao added: "It doesn't matter if the thing is gone. Third brother will find it for you later..."

Nie Mingjue said coldly: "If he moves into the house again, I will burn it for him."

A look of anger and boredom suddenly flashed across Nie Huaisang's face. He threw the knife to the ground and shouted: "Burn it!!!"

Jin Guangyao hurriedly said: "Huaisang! Your elder brother is angry, please don't..."

Nie Huaisang yelled at Nie Mingjue: "Sword, knife, knife! Who the hell wants to practice that crap?! What if I'm willing to be a waste?! Whoever likes to be the head of the family will be! I can't, I just can't, I don't like it, I just don't like it !What's the point of forcing me?!"