[The Patriarch of the Devil's Path Wang Envy's Colleagues] I'm so sad

In the evening, the warm air is slowly blown away by the breeze, which is the most comfortable time of Yunmeng's day, and it is also the beginning of the bustle of the past.But at this moment, it was as quiet as a ghost town, only the monks who patrolled every half a stick of incense lined up.

"What the hell, what do you eat if you don't do business?" Next to the empty street, the door of an inn was opened with a gap, and the guy who was pushed out by the shopkeeper to inquire about the situation stuck out his head and complained.

"Brother, please go back and close the store door." The disciples patrolling the streets of the Lotus Garden stepped forward to dissuade them.

"Young master, Sect Master Jiang has always taken good care of us merchants. We dare not disobey the arrangement of Lianhuawu. But it has been three days, and if the store does not open again, the fresh fruits and vegetables in the store will rot in vain. , we're a small business, but we can't afford to lose." The shopkeeper interrupted behind the clerk.

"Yeah, yeah, I haven't gone out for three days, and I haven't made any money. I can't eat porridge and eat steamed buns all day long, can't I?"

"Our small family relies on the little income from the night market to make ends meet."

Hearing the sound, several families next to each other stretched out their heads and complained.

"Be safe and don't be impatient. If the alarm is lifted, everyone will be notified immediately. No matter how important business is, can it compare with life?" Jiang's disciple patiently explained.

"But it's quiet here, how can you look like a thief?" The shopkeeper shook his head and sighed, and closed the shop door helplessly.

"Third senior brother, don't blame these commoners, even those people in Lianhuawu are all slanderous. They are all complaining that the senior brother is talking nonsense, and the suzerain is hasty and credulous." A young disciple with a thick head and a thick head pouted and said to disciple Yunmeng who had just appeased the shopkeeper. .

"Don't talk nonsense, I believe in senior brother. Besides, maybe the Wen family withdrew the sneak attack when they saw that our Lianhuawu was well prepared. Isn't that a good thing?" Third senior brother replied.

"Well, I also believe in Eldest Brother. But Master, and those old-fashioned old people and the subordinate suzerains who are waiting to see the fun..." The little disciple scratched his head, hesitating to speak.

The third senior brother patted his junior brother on the head and said: "They have always been like this. Those affiliated families swarm up when there are good things. Usually, even big and small things need to be taken care of by Lianhuawu. Once there is something dangerous and calamity, it would be nice if you can run away without being a jerk." , and I can’t expect more. Doing your own thing is helping the senior brother, don’t listen to people talking about it.”

"Do they understand the reason why the lips are dead and the teeth are cold? These people are not sincere, and they are all waiting to watch the excitement to reap the benefits."

Yunmeng Lianhuawu has a radius of tens of miles, every house is closed, and there is no one on the road.The disciples of the Jiang family and all the affiliated immortal sects came out in full force, equipped with magic tools, talismans and seals, and took turns day and night to patrol and guard.

"What's the situation? Tell me quickly." Yu Ziyuan, the mistress of Yunmeng, who was sitting on the high platform, urged the disciples who had returned from the investigation sent by the fourth wave.

"I didn't see any abnormalities." It was still the same answer as the previous three rounds.

In the fully armed and guarded council hall of Lianhuawu, the atmosphere was a little delicate.Some people loosened their tightly furrowed brows and secretly let out a sigh.Another part began to whisper and fidget.And the several Patriarchs who surrounded Yu Ziyuan seemed to frown even more tightly, with suspicious expressions.

"Wei Ying, what the hell are you doing? Just to win the favor, trick so many people to play with you?" Zidian, flashing thunderbolt sparks, was eager to try at Madam Yu's fingertips. The owner of the fairy had a gloomy face. Severe torture.It seemed that Zi Dian had to make a move today, if there was no enemy to hit, he would not know who to hit.

"San Niang, be safe and don't be impatient, Wu Xian won't be so disrespectful." Jiang Fengmian raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, his tone quite severe.

"Mother, wouldn't it be a good thing not to have a Wengou? Don't you really want them to send people to bloodwash Lotus Pier?" Not only did Jiang Cheng have no sense, but the words he said were also extremely unreasonable.

"Shut up, useless things, bloodbath? It's ridiculous, they have to have this ability too. You think it's just a joke to send your sister away after spending so much time, and to bury her and hide her bow and crossbow. If it was a false alarm, wouldn't Yunmeng become a joke of the fairy sect..."

Madam Yu kept chattering to herself, enveloped in a surly air, everyone bowed their heads.

"Sect Master Jiang, we have spared no effort on this trip. We have brought out all the wealth of our family. If you make a fool of yourself like a monkey, you have to give a reasonable explanation." Patriarch Lin at the south of Lianhuawu took the lead. angry.Although the Lin family is a small family, they are not mistaken in their practice and business. This time they cut off the surrounding water and land passages and went all out to guard, which had the greatest impact on him.Moreover, the Lin family is close to the offshoot of the Yu family in Meishan, so they naturally have to help Yu Ziyuan speak.

"Sect Master Lin, why don't you go to Wen Ruohan and ask for an explanation?" Jiang Fengmian rarely had a sour face, without even the slightest hint of politeness.

"Two suzerains, don't be angry. We, Yunmeng, are a family. Isn't this also a discussion? This time, the battle is indeed a bit big, and hundreds of families have also been disturbed. In this face... Sect master Jiang is not easy to come forward. This Mr. Wei has to give everyone an explanation." There are always those who seem to be honest and honest, but are actually rubbing fire and sand and waiting to get a bargain.

"Confession? What is the way to explain it? Do you force the Wen family to fight, or do we not have to deal with your wretched little monster in the future? Fang, Zong, Master." Jiang Cheng glared fiercely. This talking fat man is usually like a fluttering moth, where there is no advantage to go, this is a posture that intends to take advantage of the opportunity.

"Sect Master Xiao Jiang, what are you talking about, I..." This fat man surnamed Fang is used to relying on his elders, and Jiang Cheng has long been tired of it.

"Don't say a few words, Jiang Cheng, don't be rude to the elders." Jiang Fengmian had a headache from their quarrel, so he managed to smooth things over.

"Hmph." Jiang Cheng rolled his big eyes, and sat back in his seat.

Wei Wuxian didn't seem to be able to hear these people chattering back and forth at all, and those inquiries to him were like hitting cotton piles, and there was no response.Hearing the briefing from the disciples ahead, Wei Wuxian frowned even more, holding the hand that was casual, the palm of which was covered with patterns on the scabbard.The young man looked stubborn and isolated, pacing up and down near the entrance of the hall alone.

According to the memory of the previous life, Wang Lingjiao took Wen Zhu to wash Lianhuawu in the past few days, and he tried his best to persuade Jiang Fengmian to be on guard.But three days had passed, and it was actually calm and calm.During this period, Wei Wuxian commanded disciple Yunmeng to extend the cordon for tens of miles, and the sixth junior brother lost more than a dozen kites while flying. No decent bird has ever flown in.

No matter how irritable and complaining Madam Yu was, compared with the bloody scene in the previous life, if he could avoid this, even if he was whipped ten times or eight times by Zidian, it would be a trivial matter.From this point of view, shouldn't it be time to burn incense and worship Buddha secretly rejoice?Why was he so flustered in his heart, as if he had missed something, a faint streamer was flying around in front of his eyes, but he couldn't see clearly or grasp it.

Until that moment, suddenly, the heart trembled violently as if pierced by a sharp arrow, and the straight heartstrings were broken.It was Wangjiqin, the strings were broken, and it was his heartstrings that shook.Lan Wangji once asked Bichen and Wangjiqin to recognize him as the master, and when Wei Wuxian was in danger, the immortal weapon would sense it.Second Master Lan thought that this matter was done without anyone noticing, Wei Wuxian was unconscious, and it was only a one-way induction.Unexpectedly, Wei Wuxian already knew about it, but that person didn't want him to know, so he pretended to know nothing.So, in the same way, he also felt that the strings of the Wangjiqin were broken just now.

With a bang, Wei Wuxian's mind went blank, and he didn't have time or thought to explain a word, just like an arrow shot from a full bow, it disappeared instantly in the shocked eyes of everyone.

The one flying in the air was urged to make a hissing sound, and the blade trembled violently, as if it was about to break apart at any moment, but the young man standing on it still didn't think it was fast enough.Wei Wuxian followed his heartstrings just now, all the way towards Qishan, and finally at the fork in the road a few miles away from the border of Yunmeng, he saw the shocking corpses everywhere.

"Hurry up, don't tidy up, just take back the useful magical artifacts. There is no need to bury this bunch of useless waste, but they were killed by a ten-year-old boy. If the second son hadn't come in time , almost killed Miss Ben, what else to bury, just throw it away and feed it to the wolves."

It was Wang Lingjiao, that vicious woman, every word seemed to be wrapped in □□, piercing into Wei Wuxian's eardrums and reaching to the bottom of his heart.Unable to wait for the force to stop casually, Wei WuXian turned over and jumped straight down.Grabbing Wang Lingjiao's throat with one hand, she leaned against the stone wall behind her.

"Where's Lan Zhan?" Wei Wuxian's eyes were red, and the hand that grabbed the slut's neck continued to tighten, and he could almost hear the creaking sound of the neck bone about to break.

The Wen family monks who stayed behind to clean up the battlefield froze in place one by one, being forced by the murderous aura and resentment emanating from Wei Wuxian's body, not daring to move.

"Quick, tell me, Lan Zhan, where is it?" Wei Wuxian was about to go crazy, a sense of despair was about to swallow him up, his eyes blurred uncontrollably, whether it was blood or tears, the hand pinching Wang Lingjiao's neck Shaking uncontrollably.

"Cough cough cough, I said, I said, loose, loose...he was taken away..." Wang Lingjiao rolled her eyes, foamed at the mouth, and her throbbing limbs became weaker and weaker.

Wei WuXian let go of his hand, and put his hand on the side of the man's neck casually, if there was any substance in his eyes, he wished to tear this bitch apart.Until, she heard three cursed words from her mouth.

"Mass Burial Mound."