one of the young boys of the Jin family in Lanling. Only his family, with the white peony as the family pattern, from the national color, to the king of flowers, boast of their own immortal king; wit...Lan Xichen moved the cracked ice slightly away and said, "Master Wei!"

he intended to remind Wei Wuyan that his body originally belonged to Mo Xuanyu, and Mo Xuanyu was also related to Jin Guangyao. .. And the blood relationship between him and Jinling is even closer. If Nie Mingfu poured out his anger on him as a result, it would only be more difficult to deal with.

but before he could take the next sentence, he looked away and shook his head calmly and calmly.

Lan Xichen immediately understood that this was a sign to him: don't worry.

Blue Forgetting Machine believes that Wei Wu envies no problem.

Wei Wu envied his mouth blowing a fluttering whistle and stepped casually at his feet. The whistle is relaxed and comfortable, but in the Guanyin Temple, which is full of lightning and thunder, wind and rain, and corpses, the sound is particularly treacherous, even though it is clear. Wen Ning, who fell in the corner of Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling, seemed to have an extremely strong impulse to drive him to stand up. He did not know whether he had held back or temporarily lost his ability to act, struggled twice and tilted again. Jiang Cheng and Jinling subconsciously reached out to pick him up at the same time, but after they caught him, they showed a tangled expression that they wanted to throw him down immediately.

Wei Wuyan smiled and blew a witty tune, while holding his hands down, he stepped back neither quickly nor slowly.

Nie Mingkui stood where he was. When Wei Wuyan took the first step, he reacted indifferently; at the third step, he remained indifferent; but when he stepped back to the seventh step, he seemed to be unable to resist the impulse any longer and took a step towards Wei Wuyan's retreat.

Wei Wuyan drove him in the direction of the gorgeous empty sarcophagus behind the Guanyin Temple.

as long as you let him in first, Wei Wuyan has a way to seal him off.

those white poisonous fumes have long been eliminated and are not too thin to threaten. Nie Mingfu, with a livid face, instinctively resisted such a thing before he was led to the empty coffin. Wei Wuyan walked around the coffin.

everyone stared at this side with breathless attention, especially the blue forget machine. Wei Wuyan sent his eyes to the past while blowing his whistle leisurely. As soon as he hit the line of sight, he winked his left eye at the blue forgetfulness machine with a frivolous expression.

seems to have been stabbed by a small needle of shredded sugar, and the sound of the blue forgetting machine's fingers is filled with a trace of untraceable waves, which is instantly calm. Wei Wuyan turned his head a little proudly and patted the mouth of the coffin in front of Nie Mingju.

finally, Nie Mingxing slowly leaned over.

but when he was about to turn himself in, suddenly there was a scream from behind Lan Xichen.

Nie Mingfu immediately stopped possessing and, like everyone else, turned back abruptly. I saw Su Zhuan carrying the half-conscious Jin Guangyao on her back, holding his leg in one hand and a sword picked up in the other. And Nie Huaisang lay on the ground, holding his leg in pain and rolling. Seeing this, Lan Xichen waved his sword out of the scabbard, and the hilt of the sword was facing forward, hitting heavily on Su's sword-holding hand.

Su Shu let go immediately with a look of amazement on her face. The sword had stabbed Nie Huaisang, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air. Nie Mingxiu's throat cooed and his body turned away from the empty coffin.

Wei Wu scolded with envy: "how come so many things are bad for me!"

Nie Huasang and Nie Mingju are brothers. Nie Mingkui smells his blood, which will not cause murder, but it will make him very good. And the current situation, as soon as he is good, attracted to the past, it is bound to make him notice Jin Guangyao over there. And after killing a Jin Guangyao, his ferocity is bound to be greater and more difficult to contain! Sure enough, he suddenly identified the man who bowed his head on a man's back, and Wei Wuwu's whistle could no longer hold him. Nie Mingfu rushed past like a gust of wind, and his palm went to Jinguang Yao Tian Ling.

Su turned to one side, picked up the sword that had just been shot down on his toes, and carried all his psychic powers to Nie Mingfu's heart. Perhaps it was a moment of life and death, and the sword was fast and ruthless, and its body was filled with his spiritual power, brilliance and brilliance, and his seemingly elegant numerous swords were so wonderful that even Wei Wuyan could not help but want to admire their beauty. When a sound, Nie Mingxing was also forced by the outbreak of a sword to take a big step back. When the light faded, Nie Mingyi went forward again and grabbed Jin Guangyao relentlessly. Su Zhi threw Jin Guangyao toward Lan Xichen with his left hand, and cut Nie Mingyu's throat with a broken sword in his right hand.

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even though Nie Mingjie is as bulletproof as steel, the thread that sews his neck is not necessarily!

if you succeed with this sword, even if you can't subdue Nie Mingju, you can still buy some time. But this clever sword swung into the air. This sword has just been infused with too much psychic power because of the sudden outbreak of Su Shue, beyond its bearing limit, swinging to the road, it even broke itself. Su Zhi's sword edge missed Nie Mingyu's throat, but Nie Mingyu's right hand was right on his chest.

Su Shue's wonderful piece is fleeting. The anger in his eyes was instantly extinguished before he even had time to spit out a mouthful of blood and say a decent or cruel last word.

after Su Su threw Jin Guangyao to Lan Xichen, Lan Xichen caught him, and soon Jin Guangyao woke up in a cold sweat. Because of the lesson, Lan Xichen dared not get too close to him. He put Jin Guangyao on the ground and looked up to see Su fell down. Jin Guangyao collapsed on the ground, tried to sit up, also saw this scene.

I don't know whether it was because of the severed hand and the increasing blood flow in his abdomen, or because of some other reason, there was a faint tear in his eyes. But there was no chance to give him a chance to breathe or lick the wound. Nie Mingxing pulled out his hand, turned around and stared covetously in his direction.

the cold and severe examination of this hard face, just like the one he had before, was exactly what Jin Guangyao was most afraid of.

Jin Guangyao was scared back to tears, and her voice trembled and said, "…". Second brother. "

Lan Xichen changed the edge of the sword, and Wei Wuyan and Lan Yiji also hastened the tune. However, the whistle has just been broken, and if it wants to take effect again, it will not be realized immediately, and it will take a while.

at this moment, I suddenly heard a man shouting, "Wei Wuyue!"

Wei Wuyue immediately said, "what"

after answering, I found that the person who called him was Jiang Cheng. Wei Wuyue was slightly surprised. Jiang Cheng did not answer directly, but took something out of his sleeve and threw it with his hand. Wei Wuyi subconsciously reached out to catch it and looked down.

dark and bright flute body, bright red ear.

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as soon as he touched the flute that he knew all too well, Wei Wuyue could not even be surprised. He raised it to his lips without thinking, and was about to play it when he shouted, "Lan Zhan!"

Blue forget machine nodded slightly, no more words, the piano and flute played in unison.

the piano is like an ice spring, and the flute is like a bird. One is suppression, the other is induction. Under the coincidence of the two, Nie Mingyu's body shook, and finally, semi-forcibly moved away from Jin Guangyao.

step by step, under the control of the piano and flute ensemble, he walked stiffly towards the empty coffin for the second time. Wei Wuyue and Lanzhuji also approached him step by step. As soon as he turned into the coffin, the two men kicked at both ends of the coffin lid, and the heavy coffin lid flew up.

unexpectedly, when the lid of the coffin was about to close, blocking Nie Mingkuang's angry eyes, he was suddenly held up by a pair of hands.

lying in the coffin, Nie Mingfu suddenly found that he had just been deceived and roared to lift off the thing that was about to seal himself in a small space. The blue forgetfulness machine reacted quickly. With a wave of one hand and white sleeves, he dropped the seven-stringed guqin on the side of the coffin, pressed down the lid that had just been lifted less than two inches, and then continued to play the piano without squint and as if nothing had happened.oes, nearly Zhang high, made naturally, extremely similar to a human figure with complete limbs and dancing posture, and even more miraculously, the head of the stone statue was vaguely discernible, a...