Brother, this showman

"Oh!"

With a loud noise, a raging fire suddenly erupted from the ground, and the flames soared into the sky, reflecting the distorted faces of the walking corpses, shrill and horrified, shining through the long night.

Ye Wenqing turned his head instinctively, and saw Feng Lianchen sitting in front of the talisman calmly, meeting his gaze and smiling slightly.

Huoguang portrayed Feng Lianchen's face in an unrealistic way, giving people the impression that he didn't live in the world.

Ye Wenqing was taken aback by his own thought, and stopped talking immediately, picked up a charred corpse at his feet with Qingshuang, and frowned in disgust.

Ye Wenqing still wanted to move forward, but felt his wrist tighten, and he retreated unconsciously.

"Senior brother, I was wrong." Feng Lianchen's aggrieved and coquettish voice sounded behind him.

Ye Wenqing froze, but he didn't turn his head to look at him, his eyes still stayed on the walking corpses struggling in the flames.

"Senior brother." Seeing this, Feng Lianchen felt a little uneasy, and called out again.

Ye Wenqing remained silent.

Feng Lianchen's eyelashes trembled slightly, he lowered his head and slowly let go of his hands, and took a step back.

"Where do you want to go again?" Ye Wenqing turned around quickly and grabbed his sleeve at the right time.

Feng Lianchen was stunned for a moment, and then murmured: "Find a cool place and wait quietly until senior brother's anger subsides."

"Oh?" Ye Wenqing raised his tone slightly, "You are quite self-aware."

Feng Lianchen nodded silently.

Seeing his well-behaved and pitiful appearance, Ye Wenqing couldn't bear to teach him a lesson, but she still felt a little upset in her heart, and said with a straight face: "I don't know what kind of mess you just recruited, but I can also guess one or two. As a senior brother, I want to tell you that throughout the ages, anyone who took a shortcut and took a shortcut has failed to end well. I will not talk about today’s incident with a third person, but you must manage yourself, Do not use these tricks next time."

"Understood." Feng Lianchen nodded repeatedly, his eyes were bright, and he was very well-behaved.

Ye Wenqing couldn't hold back for a moment, rubbed his head, and cursed with a smile: "Little bastard!"

Feng Lianchen let out a breath slowly, and his hanging heart slowly fell.

"Okay, these walking corpses are almost gone." Ye Wenqing glanced around, and the densely packed corpses had fallen to the ground and turned into coke. It seemed that the crisis had been resolved.

Ye Wenqing raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, he didn't know whether he was scared or roasted by the fire.

At this moment, a light blue flower exploded in the dark sky.

Ye Wenqing's expression changed suddenly, and he said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"

This is the signal flare from Yanran Terrace, and the nearest Hengshan Village is Qiushui Village, so Lu Yan and the others are in danger.

However, just as Ye Wenqing and the others walked down the hill, the scene in front of them suddenly changed. The houses that were scattered in an orderly manner before turned into a pile of haystacks.

Ye Wenqing looked back in surprise, and the dense forest behind him disappeared, replaced by rocks.

Ye Wenqing narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a glint in them.

"It's a nightmare technique." Feng Lianchen sighed lightly.

"That's right." Ye Wenqing sneered, "It's a predestined relationship."

Dare to die and work hard for a long time, but the results are all fake.

"Okay." The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, Ye Wenqing simply stopped thinking and waved his hand, "Go and see if that fellow Lu Yan was pushed into the pit by a pig."

In Qiushui Village, although Lu Yan was not pushed into the earth pit as Ye Wenqing imagined, it was not much better.

"Senior Brother Yan, the signal flare has been sent out, will Senior Brother Wen Qing really come?" Disciple A said with difficulty, clutching his blood-drenched arm.

"Yes." Lu Yan's tone was undeniable, "He will come."

Disciple A saw Lu Yan's determined expression, and his heart gradually became more stable.

"Hey! Junior brother Lu Yan, where are you planting radishes? Hurry up and show me!"

It really said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Ye Wenqing's voice that deserved to be beaten was carried to the ear by Qingfeng.

Lu Yan couldn't help but laugh, and threw out the saber Liudan to guide Ye Wenqing over.

After a while, there was the sound of rustling footsteps, Lu Yan leaned on the grass behind him, and with difficulty propped up his eyelids, just as he was about to speak, he coughed violently.

"Do you have any last words to say?" Ye Wenqing asked.

"Get lost." Lu Yan glared at him angrily.

"Okay, let's talk about it, what's going on? Can't even deal with some beasts?" Ye Wenqing raised his eyebrows.

Lu Yan took a deep breath, and then said: "There are people behind them who are manipulating them, whether it is the ghost snake tribe or the mountain elves. But their purpose is not to target people, as if they are just playing around with people. Just spend it like this with you."

"Wait a minute." Ye Wenqing said expressionlessly.

"Huh?" Lu Yan looked at him suspiciously, thinking that he had something important to explain.

"Can you tidy up your face first, and at least tidy up your hair too, it's so messy and ugly to me." Ye Wenqing said with disgust.

Lu Yan: "..."

The air instantly became quiet, with a hint of eerieness.

"Get out!" Lu Yan contemplated for a long time, but still couldn't hold back his breath, his eyes stared like bells.

"Hey, I'm full of energy now, completely different from the half-dead just now." Ye Wenqing clicked his tongue.

Lu Yan was so angry that he rolled his eyes, and almost lost his anger.

"Brother." Feng Lianchen put his hand on Ye Wenqing's shoulder and sighed helplessly. If he continued, Lu Yan might want to die with him.

"Okay, I'm just joking with you." Ye Wenqing said calmly.

Lu Yan wanted to vomit blood, killing the old bastard with a thousand knives!

"I was in Hengshan Village about the same thing you said, except that what we met in Hengshan Village was a walking corpse." Ye Wenqing said solemnly, "I didn't hurt you too much, I just kept teasing you, but later, oh shit , it turned out to be a nightmare technique, and what you fought so hard for a long time turned out to be a pile of broken stones, are you angry?"

"There is also that mysterious man in black. If there is no accident, it is the one who introduced us to Yaoguang Peak last time. He appeared for a while."

"What?" Lu Yan was surprised, "We also met!"

"When we evacuated the villagers to a safe place, the man in black appeared and brought us here." Lu Yan began to recall every move of the man in black before.

Now it was Ye Wenqing's turn to wonder: "He still enjoys running around, what is it for?"

"Then what are you sending the signal flare for?" Ye Wenqing asked.

"I'm exhausted, so I want you to come and help me." Lu Yan was afraid that Ye Wenqing would ask him about his last words again, so he hurriedly replied before him.

"The evil spirits are all trapped in the formation, but my spiritual power consumption is too high, and I can't trap them for long, so I came to you."

"At critical moments, your senior brother is still your senior brother." Ye Wenqing said meaningfully.

Lu Yan: "...I am your uncle."

"If you have any last words, feel free to say them." Ye Wenqing raised his chin.

Lu Yan: "Bury my uncle."

Ye Wenqing: "Dream!"

Feng Lianchen: "No!"

These two voices can be said to have happened at the same time, and the first two voices turned their gazes to Feng Lianchen.

Feng Lianchen looked away uncomfortably.

"You're really filial." After a long while, Lu Yan said something lukewarm.

"Don't be envious, I taught you." Ye Wenqing said proudly.

Lu Yan simply closed his eyes, changed his posture and leaned against him, and said weakly: "You can solve it for me, I have no strength now."

Ye Wenqing strode forward a few steps, and from time to time he met some injured disciples, and comforted him in a low voice.

Seeing the formation with its spiritual power gradually weakening, Ye Wenqing muttered formulas silently, and was about to strengthen it one or two times, but the scene in front of him made him curse with anger.

The aggressive monsters who were baring their teeth and claws all turned into a pile of haystacks.

"Damn it, did you poke the Nightmare Nest this year?"

Ye Wenqing's angry voice made the drowsy Lu Yan tremble with fright, and he opened his eyes immediately.

Ye Wenqing looked around several formations with a dark face, but the result was the same.

The successive nightmares made Ye Wenqing extremely depressed, wishing to stuff grass into the man's mouth.

"Nightmare technique?" Lu Yan rubbed his temples, forced himself to wake up, and then began to think quietly. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and his complexion changed suddenly.

"Wen Qing." Lu Yan's lips trembled slightly.

Ye Wenqing was angry, and Feng Lianchen was surrounding him to relax, and Lu Yan's voice was quiet, so he didn't hear him.

"Ye Wenqing!" Lu Yan gathered all his strength and shouted loudly.

"What's the matter?" Ye Wenqing finally heard it, and seeing that his expression was not right, he hurried forward.

"We've been tricked." Lu Yan murmured, "We've been tricked."

"The goal from the beginning was not here, not us." Lu Yan said self-consciously, "So many surrounding villages were in distress, the people went to ask for help, and the disciples of Yanran Terrace were dispatched one after another. But in the end it was a nightmare technique, and everything is fake."

"I see." Ye Wenqing interrupted Lu Yan's unspoken words, with a solemn expression, "He came for Yan Rantai."

Lu Yan blinked to show his approval.

A crisp crane cry resounded through the sky, and a dazzling golden light emanated from the southeast, like a bright star, emitting a moving light at night.

"Something happened to Yan Rantai." Ye Wenqing said in a deep voice.

The other disciples rushed over when they saw it, and said hurriedly, "Senior Brother Wenqing."

Ye Wenqing nodded slightly, and said with a serious expression: "As long as you can still stand up, hold the swords in your hands and follow me back."

The thousand stone steps of Yanran Terrace were usually spotless, but now they were covered with blood, and the usual cleanliness disappeared.

All these years since Yanrantai founded the sect, and he is the head of all the immortal sects, why did he suffer the humiliation of being blood-stained and provoked by others?

As far as the eye can see, it is bright red.

Ye Wenqing looked at the already stiff corpses laying on the stone steps, his brows were icy cold, his toes lightened, and his figures flew past like the wind.