[Forget envy] Destiny is the life of the king

On the other side of the valley, there are cliffs on both sides, and there is only one road to go, but when Lan Wangji chased to the area further upstream of the river, the road began to become wide and open, and there were several mountains in a row, with intricate branches. , as long as the wrong choice is enough to regret for life.

Considering that Jiang Yuan cultivated the worm path, and Gu techniques are generally favored in densely forested, dark and humid places, Lan Wangji paid attention to the trend of the mountains and chose one of the roads. After walking for a while, he saw the "mark" that Jiang Yuan said , that was tied on Wei Wuxian's hair all the time, the forehead that originally belonged to him, and the wipe that was dyed a little red fluttered in the wind, as if waving to him because of his arrival.

Lan Wangji reached out to put the forehead away, and then he saw a bright red track on the tender green leaves, extending to the depths of the grass, the blood was not dry, it was left not long ago, the murderous corpse has no blood, ginger It is absolutely impossible for Yuan to hurt himself, the only one who can release the bright red blood from his hand is...

In an instant, Lan Wangji didn't dare to imagine, and hurriedly walked along the bloody road. Every time he took a step, Lan Wangji's face turned white. How much blood can be lost in a person?

Not long ago, he was injured in the inn, and his body has not recovered.

The sky began to brighten, and under Lan Wangji's gaze, a figure was hanging high on an old tree with his hands tied. The gray robe on his body was dyed red and black, except for the cloth on his chest. Outside the bleeding, there were fresh wounds on his hands, legs, and even his waist. The blood kept oozing out and dripping into a stone pit under his feet.

Jiang Yuan was sitting by the stone pit, staring down at the situation in the pit, without turning his head, he said: "Hanguang-jun came so fast, I want to appreciate it for a while."

Lan Wangji was stunned, looking at Wei Wuxian's miserable appearance, being hung in a very conspicuous position, half of his face was covered by the black hair scattered on his shoulders, the morning light shone through the clouds, faintly There was a deep bloodstain on the face under the black hair.

Lan Wangji's heart was also bleeding, his clenched teeth were so tight that blood oozes, it was bad enough that he stabbed him with his own hands, but let him be abducted and abused?He had promised to take good care of him and not let him get hurt any more. What happened?Did he do it?

Lan Wangji clenched his fists, and pulled out Bichen without saying a word, the surge of spiritual energy immediately surged up, and the ground seemed to vibrate.

Leaping forward, the human and the sword merged into one, and struck straight away.

The huge poisonous corpse stood in front of Jiang Yuan. Lan Wangji turned over in mid-air without any haste. Bichen read his master's thoughts, turned around and climbed rapidly, reaching a certain height. Borrowing his strength to move upwards, his toes lightly landed on Bichenjian in mid-air, jumped onto the branch of the old tree, and stretched out his hand to grab the hemp rope that tied Wei Wuxian.

Standing high on the old tree, Lan Wangji's eyes were bloodshot, like a beast, and his eyes were so red that they seemed to burst out of his eyes. At this moment, he could no longer care about elegance and demeanor. He was so angry that he wanted to put his eyes on him. The person in front of him is Ling Chi.

Jiang Yuan looked up at Lan Wangji who were standing on the old tree: "It was you who should have been hung up, but I didn't expect to find a more interesting sacrifice for me, look at him... tsk tsk... The power of resentment penetrates to the bone, how much will the resentment and tears multiply after being bitten by ten thousand insects?"

Lan Wangji looked down, and it turned out that the stone pit under their feet was a huge Gu urn, covered with densely packed poisonous insects, which made one's scalp numb.

Lan Wangji quickly raised his hand, brought Wei Wuxian to his side, hugged him tightly, stretched out his hand to sniff, to make sure that he was still alive, and then stared fiercely back at Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan pointed to the corpse climbing up the old tree and said, "Don't worry! I have good experience. This level of bloodletting can last for three hours before it dies. The one in your arms... should last longer an hour."

Lan Wangji glared angrily, his left hand carefully avoided Wei Wuxian's wounds, and hugged him tightly to protect him, while his right hand harnessed spiritual power, Bichen got Lan Wangji's force, the aura was even worse, the ice-blue sword light It flew like an arrow, so fast that even the shape of the sword could not be seen.

Before dealing with poisonous corpses in the hut, due to the limited environment, Bichen's performance could only penetrate three points of the enemy's flesh, but now it is different. Lan Wangji can't forgive this Jiang Yuan who played with his life. Let Wei Wuxian get healed, so at this moment, there is no longer any reason for him to show mercy.

Bichen cut through the forest like a bamboo, not only killing the murderous corpses lingering in the forest, but also cutting the poisonous corpses climbing up the trees into corpses in an instant.

Jiang Yuan saw that his most satisfying work so far had turned into pieces, and was speechless. At the same time, he was shocked by Lan Wangji's cultivation. It turned out that his sneak attack this month was also merciful under Lan Wangji's hands under the premise.

Jiang Yuan stood up and watched his poisonous corpse turned into food for poisonous insects, then he turned into a crazy smile and said, "Sure enough, you are very suitable to be my murderous corpse."

Jiang Yuan reached out and wiped the dagger at his waist, scratched blood red on the fingers of two fingers, and smeared the blood on the jar he carried with him, and slapped it hard, the skin covering the jar made a strange sound, In a second, several poisonous corpses crawled out of the Gu urn, and the poisonous insects that covered their bodies fell from them one after another, the scene was like a nightmare.

Just when Lan Wangji's attention was focused on the gu urn under his feet, a centipede as thick as a thumb suddenly fell on him from the top of the tree and bit his shoulder. He looked up and saw a The centipede-faced poisonous corpse climbed down from the top of the tree, poisonous insects fell from the poisonous corpse, Lan Wangji hurriedly stepped up to Bichen and flew away from the tree trunk.

At this time, Jiang Yuan added his own blood to the jar again, and patted the membrane again. Lan Wangji immediately noticed something strange. Starting from the place where he was bitten by the centipede just now, his left hand, which had been poisoned by the gu poison before, instantly became paralyzed. He couldn't lift it up, and even felt pain like being bitten. The pain was so painful that he almost let go of Wei Wuxian, and he quickly changed hands to hug him tightly.

Lan Wangji's concentration weakened, Bichen could no longer fly straight, and his altitude began to drop.

The sound of smacking the skin of the jar continued, a burst of severe pain, a burst of dizziness, the front vision seemed to be covered by a sudden black cloth, and Bichen lost the support of spiritual power, causing Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian to jump from the air immediately. drop in.

Lan Wangji shielded Wei Wuxian tightly in front of him, and used his back to withstand the impact of the landing. Although he managed to support Bichen to a low altitude before falling, because his vision was temporarily interrupted, he could no longer judge what happened. He was unlucky to be able to land safely in one place, and landed right on the rocks. He felt a sharp pain in his back, and it was so painful that he couldn't breathe. Even Lan Wangji couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

Jiang Yuan didn't let Lan Wangji have a chance to catch his breath, and then slapped the skin twice, and the poisonous corpses from all directions immediately rushed towards the two of them. Lan Wangji endured the pain and stood up. The pain from his back seemed to be It was a feeling of cracked bones, he could only drag his feet forward, his vision became hazy little by little, but his right hand still hugged Wei Wuxian tightly, and he used his body to protect him firmly, not letting him go. Get hurt again.

The poisonous corpse was ruthless, Lan Wangji's back door and shoulders were also scratched one after another, the biting sensation from the poisonous poison invaded, the pain of cracked bones, coupled with the corrosion of the wound, the bleeding profusely, the pain and fatigue could only retreat again and again .

And Wei Wuxian in his arms also split the sword wound on his chest due to the momentum of the landing just now, and the blood flowed so much that even Lan Wangji's clothes were dyed red, and he could no longer tell whether it was his blood or his own. Blood.

The two escaped with scars, their steps were chaotic, and they were in a mess. The pain almost exhausted all their strength. Lan Wangji couldn't stop the next round of attacks from the poisonous corpse. Forcibly pulling away, Lan Wangji opened his eyes as much as possible, and he saw Wen Ning who disappeared with Wei Wuxian for two years.

He held a poisonous corpse in one hand, tore it open and threw it away, without paying attention to them, the power seemed to be stronger than before.

Wen Ning didn't look at Lan Wangji, he tore open the poisonous corpse in front of him, and said, "Master asked me to come here, leave it to me!"

With Wen Ning's help, Lan Wangji finally had a chance to breathe. He didn't care about the severity of his injuries, he didn't care about his back and left hand that were still stinging, and he didn't care about the new Gu poison that had invaded his body. Everywhere, he only lowered his head to observe Wei Wuxian's condition, tried his best to stop the bleeding and gave him the pill.

Lan Wangji put his hand on Wei Wuxian's chest, the still beating heart made him relax, but as soon as he relaxed, he felt dizzy, looked up just in time to see Wen Ning pounce on Jiang Yuan, and he didn't care what happened next too know.

There was constant pain all over his body, and Lan Wangji couldn't tell whether he was fainted or awake. The erosion of the poison made his head half-conscious, and he felt a coolness in his chest, and the pain gradually eased. , opened his eyes with all his strength, his sight seemed to be covered with a layer of tulle, a figure with a very vague outline was lying on his body, and another extremely light and slight pain spread on his body countless times, and then drop by drop The cold liquid fell down, lowering the temperature of his feverish body due to Gu poison.

The countless points of pain on his body slowly dissipated the poisonous pain on his body, his vision became clear, and the first thing that caught his eyes was a bloodless and dusty face, Wei Wuxian's pale lips, The blood flowing out from the corner of his mouth was dyed a strange red, and the cold blood dripped onto Lan Wangji's body from the corner of his mouth, his originally watery eyes became lifeless, revealing a dying breath.

Wei Wuxian focused on the sluggish movements of his hands, he forced his hands not to tremble, and stabbed the silver needles on Lan Wangji's body one by one, and finally put the last one on the appropriate acupuncture point, Then he closed his eyes with a relaxed face, and just fell on Lan Wangji's body.

Wei Ying!

Wei Ying!

Lan Wangji watched Wei Wuxian fall down helplessly. He couldn't move, couldn't hug him tightly, couldn't make a sound, couldn't call his name, his whole body didn't seem to belong to him. The coldness from the weight in his waist and abdomen made his heart ache more than anything else.

What kind of fate is this?

He lost him more than ten years ago without even seeing him... nothing remains...

Now, let him watch him leave him again without being able to hug him?

He couldn't even cry, if he couldn't survive this calamity, and they couldn't, he would rather go to hell together with the two of them, than stay alone and suffer forever...

to be continued