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What used to be a sea of ​​flowers has turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The ghosts all fell silent, and more disciples of Dongxianyuan and other sects also began to gather from all directions.Countless pairs of eyes, with countless emotions, watched together silently.

"Yanlan, everything is over." Ren Wuxin looked at his former junior brother again: "Give up resistance. You can't escape. Go back and confess your guilt with us, confess the ins and outs and the hidden secrets behind it, and I will try my best to intercede for you. "

"Thanks, senior brother. But there's no need." Gu Yanlan took two steps back, as if trying to find a way out.However, more people had gathered from all around, making it impossible for him to escape.

"Even if you become a ghost, you will not be able to escape from Weiyang City." Shang Wuyong said in a deep voice, "Be obedient and grab your hands!"

"It really looks like that." Gu Yanlan stopped, turned her head to look at the crowd, and suddenly revealed a cruel smile: "However, I guess you don't need a fool!"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped his own heavenly spirit——

"He wants to destroy his Seven Souls!" The crowd of onlookers have already understood.

Memories are stored in people's souls, as long as Gu Yanlan destroys his seven souls, no one will know who he has met and where he has been.However, what is stored in the seven souls is not only the memory, but also the cultivation, character, humanity and emotion...all will disappear with it.The rest is just a walking dead, not even a ghoul!

Gu Yanlan's decision came so suddenly that no one had time to stop her.

Only Feng Zhangjun moved his fingers, and Feng Que's sword energy roared out.

However, even faster than Feng Zhangjun, a cold light flew from a very far place, pierced Gu Yanlan's palm in an instant, and brought him down to the ground!

Almost at the same time that Gu Yanlan fell to the ground, Lian Zhuxian also led Li Tianquan to squeeze up from behind.But before he could see clearly what happened, Feng Zhangjun pulled him behind him.

Everyone's eyes turned to the direction from which the cold light came—after a night of upside-down chaos, the eastern sky had faintly turned pale.It is precisely because of this that the black shadow in the midair is particularly eye-catching.

"what is that?"

Lian Zhu Xian took a closer look, the person who came was not a person.More precisely, it is an "object" much larger than a person.In terms of shape, it seems more like...

"It's Yayu." Feng Zhangjun, who was protecting him in front of him, had already given the answer.

In the blink of an eye, the gigantic object was approaching, and it completely revealed its true face.

"Isn't that shoulder?!"

Lian Zhu Xian is no stranger to this thing.In the mountainous valleys of Nanzhao, there are many steep and rugged areas that are not suitable for horses to enter, so manpower is needed-in many cases, four or two shoulders are carried.

It's just that Nanzhao's shoulders are often crude and simple, mainly made of bamboo poles and other materials that can be found everywhere in the local area, and they are even used as soon as they are cut.However, the black hat in front of her eyes seemed noble and heavy, and was also full of strange and chilling beauty.

The first thing Lian Zhuxian noticed was that the four people who were responsible for carrying the sedan chair were about the same tall and thin, with the same black military robes, and they all wore masks made of black iron.They came steadily carrying the Heiyu through the air, presumably their lightness kungfu is very good.

"Selfless iron face... Could it be Fazong?" He quickly remembered the details he had heard in Xixianyuan, and asked softly.

"Yes." Feng Zhangjun also replied softly, "It's Fazong."

All the people present, including Gu Yanlan who was injured and fell to the ground, were all motionless, waiting for the shoulder pad to hit the ground.

When the distance got closer, I saw that the pure black pedestal and the top rail were full of crows that were about to fly, and each one had different postures, and the black wings were faintly glowing with seven colors.

However, if you look more closely, the crows are all carved out of wood. Not only are the feathers fully visible, but they also have orbs as their eyes, so they look lifelike.

Looking around the sedan chair again, layers of fine and expensive black gauze are used as curtains, with golden runes looming on it.The bottom of the curtain was made of crow feathers made of black iron as a falling foot—and it was one of the black iron crow feathers that pierced Gu Yanlan's palm just now.

Among the four sides of the sedan chair, only the front curtain looked a little light because of the lack of two crow feathers.Lian Zhu Xian stared there unconsciously.

After a while, a corner of the curtain was blown away by the wind, revealing a hand of the person in the audience.

It was a pale hand, but the five fingers were slender and graceful, and the nails themselves were as clear and moist as glass from the South China Sea.

However, this is another pair of extremely terrifying hands, because there is another black iron crow feather in the hands.

With the speed at which this person stopped Gu Yanlan from self-harm just now, once he makes a move, at least [-]% or even more people present will not be able to resist his feather at all.

There is no doubt that the person in the palanquin must be an important person in Fazong, and should even be a big shot.

Before Lian Zhu Xian found an appropriate Central Plains character from his poor and limited cognition, someone answered his confusion with practical actions.

And this person is Gu Yanlan.

Gu Yanlan, who was prostrate on the ground, had a sudden change of expression, and completely lost the determination and calmness just now.

Because of the loss of one arm and the injury of the other hand, it took him a lot of effort to get up on his knees and walk in front of the crow.

Everyone thought he would say something, but he just muttered and looked up silently.

So respectful, so cowardly.

Lian Zhu Xian suddenly recalled what he had just learned in Xiang Peeping——Gu Yanlan was sent to Biyun Juli for foster care after being picked up by Fazong Suzerain Miao Xuanzi.That is to say, it is very likely that Gu Yanlan has always maintained a good relationship with Fazong, and may even be an undercover agent sent by Fazong to Biyunjuli.

But then again, from Gu Yanlan's words and deeds, it is not difficult to see that he has extremely deep feelings for Bi Yunju.It would be too far-fetched to say that such a person is an undercover agent.

...Could it be that this is another Zeng Shan?

Lian Zhu Xian couldn't help thinking about it.However, the people in the crowd never reacted to Gu Yanlan who was kneeling in front of the sedan chair.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly froze.

It can be seen that the expressions of most of the onlookers are not relaxed, and some people even frowned majestically.

However, all these displeasure emotions were firmly suppressed by another emotion called "awe", unable to move.

The person who finally broke the silence was actually Feng Zhangjun.

"Sovereign Lord." Feng Zhangjun said loudly, "See you for a long time."

Finally, there was a little movement in the crowd—it was a deep and pleasant man's voice without the slightest accent.

"Feng Zhangjun, I didn't expect you to be here."

Accompanied by the sound of response, the two iron-faced waiters half-kneeled on the left and right and parted the curtain.I saw a tall and stern man with black hair and black robe slowly walking out from the shoulders.

This is Miaoxuanzi, the patriarch of Fazong? !Lian Zhu Xian silently took a deep breath.

Lian Zhu Xian had already heard about this highest person in Fazong.He had thought it would be a sinister character, perhaps with a hooked nose, elongated snake eyes, maybe even crooked teeth and old and new scars.

However, in terms of appearance, the man in front of him was handsome and dignified, with a dignified appearance; his eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose were not faulty at all.

Looking at the demeanor between the brows, it is elegant and deep but majestic and introverted. It is not so much the leader of the "selfless iron face" that everyone in the government and the opposition fears, but more like a Confucian general, or even a prince.

But it is such a dignified and elegant person, but he is wrapped in a luxurious and solemn black robe of the Fazong; the scarlet eye with a line between his brows adds a three-pointed ghostly look.

Inexplicably, he felt that the suzerain of the Fazong looked familiar, and Lian Zhuxian couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and suddenly realized that the source of this sense of sight was Feng Zhangjun again.

Yes, especially those eyes, or the way of seeing things... If there are five points of resemblance between Fengzhangjun and Chunwujun, cousins, then Fengzhangjun and Miaoxuanzi are at least as good. It can be like three or four points.

Of course, compared to the handsome, mature and stalwart Feng Zhangjun, Miaoxuanzi seems to lack a little... the sense of being a gentleman.

Lian Zhuxian had just praised Feng Zhangjun in his heart without authorization, when he saw Miaoxuanzi stepping out of the sedan chair.Suddenly there was a sound of armor clashing in the surroundings—it turned out to be members of the Fazong who were mixed among the disciples of various schools, bowing their heads and cupping their fists in salute.

I saw Miaoxuanzi walking straight towards Feng Zhangjun, and stood about three steps away.This is a distance that is neither close nor distant.

As a junior, Feng Zhangjun also bowed his hands symbolically and said: "Thanks for coming, the suzerain, but as the suzerain has seen, the affairs in the city have calmed down."

Miaoxuanzi looked at him, and then turned his gaze to Lian Zhuxian who was hidden behind Fengzhangjun, but his expression was always cold and calm.

He asked Feng Zhangjun: "This matter has something to do with Yuncang?"

Feng Zhangjun shook his head: "It doesn't matter."

Miaoxuanzi said bluntly: "Then you step back, I will talk to the relevant person."

What kind of attitude is this? !Feng Zhangjun didn't respond yet, but Lian Zhu Xian couldn't help being filled with righteous indignation.

During their journey, who hasn't treated Feng Zhangjun with courtesy?How could the patriarch of Fazong not even look at Fengzhangjun, and just flick his sleeves to make the dignified head of Yuncang step down?

However, the strange thing is that Feng Zhangjun didn't refute at all, but silently turned sideways, making way for Miaoxuanzi.

Miaoxuanzi passed Fengzhangjun directly, and at the same time took a special look at Lian Zhuxian.

Lian Zhuxian believed that he was from Nanzhao, so he was not afraid of him at all, and even glanced back with an eye for an eye.

Miao Xuanzi ignored his eyes, walked straight to Shang Wuyong, who looked weak, and looked down at the silver magic weapon in his hand: "It's because you didn't pay attention to the Seven Treasure Soul-Inducing Banner?"

Before Shang Wuyong could reply, Ren Wuxin who was on the side had already grabbed the topic: "Sovereign, whether it's from the perspective of Biyunju or Dongxianyuan, this is all the internal affairs of our sect, so don't bother Fazong."

As he said that, he ordered on behalf of Shang Wuyong to order the disciples of Dongxianyuan to take Gu Yanlan down.

"Wait a minute." Miao Xuanzi finally turned his head and looked at Gu Yanlan who was prostrate on the ground for the first time.

"... Sovereign!" Gu Yanlan still didn't say anything, but his eyes were clearly filled with fanatical admiration for Miaoxuanzi.Like a speck of dust, looking up at the sun.

Unfortunately, what Miao Xuanzi responded to him was complete indifference.

"Gu Yanlan, your stupidity and conceit far exceed my imagination."

The black-robed Fazong suzerain condescendingly stared at the dust on the ground: "However, after all, I once promised to fulfill one of your wishes. Now, let's say it."

There was a burst of whispering in a small area around, as if everyone was surprised by this development.But no one objected aloud—it seemed that no one would refuse the last wish of a person who was about to be executed.

"I……"

Gu Yanlan's dark and filthy eyes suddenly brightened.

He looked at the tall man in front of him who gave him his last hope with a smile and tears, his lips twitched a few times, and then he said his deepest wish at the moment word by word.

"I want...to join Fazong!!"

The author has something to say: Feng Zhangjun: How many people look like me so far?

Chunwu-jun: I am older than you, so you are like me

Li Tianquan: I am your distant relative, it is not surprising that I am like you

Miao Xuanzi: I am both your ____ and your ____, it is not surprising to be like you!

Feng Zhangjun: Sorry, I look weird.

Lian Zhuxian: It doesn't matter, no matter how many people look like you, you are the most handsome in the whole world! !

Gu Yanlan: Coach, I want to join the Fazong...

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Fazong Miaoxuanzi is here~ Let's gamble whether he is a good guy or a bad guy~

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