The last part of Nie Mingjue's corpse, the head, was indeed here with Jin Guangyao.
In the past, Chi Feng Zun, who was invincible in the Sun Shooting Conquest and had the might of thunder in anger, was banned and sealed in the cramped space of this dark and secret room, without seeing the light of day.
As long as Wei Wuxian undid the seal on his head, Chi Fengzun's corpse could sense his head and find it on his own. He scrutinized the forbidden moment of this helmet, and was thinking about how to start. Suddenly, an unusually strong suction force struck, and the fluttering piece of paper was pulled forward by a violent force, directly sticking it to Nie Mingjue's forehead.
On the other side of Jinlintai, Lan Wangji sat beside Wei Wuxian, staring at his face the whole time. After looking at it for a long time, his fingers moved slightly, his eyelashes were lowered, and he raised his hand to lightly touch his lips.
Very light, very light, as light as the one the Paper Man hit on it just now.
Suddenly, Wei Wuxian moved his hands slightly, his fingers clenched into fists, Lan Wangji's eyes narrowed, he helped him into his arms, raised his face and looked, Wei Wuxian's eyes were still closed, but his brows were not. He frowned tightly.
And Wei Wuxian in the secret room didn't have time to react at all. The deceased with too strong resentment will radiate their own hatred and resentment infinitely and spread it to others, thereby venting their anger and infecting their own emotions. A lot of troubles are caused by this. In fact, this is the principle of empathy. If Wei Wuxian was using his physical body at this moment, his physical body was the defense line of his soul, as long as he refused, naturally he would not have any resentment trying to infect him. But now that he was attached to a thin piece of paper, his defense would inevitably be greatly weakened. If he was too close, Nie Mingjue's resentment was so strong that it would be affected if he was not careful. The last moment he was still thinking that something was bad, but the next moment, he smelled the smell of blood.
He hadn't smelled such strong blood for many years, and something in his bones was awakened instantly, and the noise boiled. When he opened his eyes, there was a smear of knife light, a shadow of blood, a head that flew high, and a body that fell down.
This person whose head is separated has a blazing flame pattern on his robe. Wei WuXian watched "self" put the knife back into its sheath, and a deep voice came out of his mouth: "Pick up the head, hang it up, and show it to Wen Dog."
Someone behind him replied, "Yes!"
Wei Wuxian knew who this was beheaded by a sword.
Wen Xu, the eldest son of Wen Ruohan, the head of the Qishan Wen clan. This man was intercepted by Nie Mingjue in Hejian, and his head was cut off with a knife. He also lifted his head and hung it in front of the battle to demonstrate to the Wen family cultivator. The corpse was smashed into ten thousand pieces by the angry cultivator of the Nie family, ground into minced meat, and smeared on the ground.
Nie MingJue glanced at the corpse on the ground, kicked it away, put his hand on the handle of the knife, and slowly looked around.
Chi Fengzun is very tall. The last time he empathized with A-Qing, Wei Wuxian's vision was extremely short, but this time it was much higher than his usual vision. Looking around, there were countless casualties, some of them were wearing Yanyang flaming robes, some had Qinghe Nie's animal head family crest behind them, and some had no family crests, almost 30% of each. The scene was very tragic and bloody. Climb into the sky. As he glanced at him, he stepped forward, as if to check if there were any cultivators from the Wen family who were still breathing. At this time, there was a rattling noise from a tile-roofed house beside him. Nie Mingjue waved his long knife, and a The sharp knife wind swept over, splitting open the simple door of the tile-roofed house, revealing a pair of mother and daughter who were terrified after going out. The tile-roofed house was dilapidated, there were few things in the house, and they had nowhere to hide. They hid under a table and hugged each other tightly, not daring to let out the air. The young woman's wide eyes reflected Nie Mingjue's blood-soaked and murderous appearance, tears streaming down her cheeks, but the girl in her arms had already opened her mouth and was stunned.
Nie MingJue saw that they were just an ordinary mother and daughter, and they should be civilians who could escape in the future after the war broke out here. His tightly locked eyebrows loosened slightly. A subordinate happened to follow behind him, and he didn't know what was going on, and called out, "Sect Master?"
The mother and daughter only knew that life was going well. Suddenly, a few gangs of cultivators came to kill them in a dark, sun and moon without light. They didn't know which was good and which was bad. , looking more and more frightened. Nie MingJue glanced at them, restrained his murderous intent, and said, "It's okay."
He lowered his hand holding the knife and walked steadily to the side. The young woman instantly fell to the ground with her daughter in her arms. After a while, she couldn't help sobbing softly.
After walking a few steps, Nie MingJue suddenly stopped and asked the subordinate behind him, "Who was the last cultivator who stayed behind when the battlefield was cleared last time?"
The subordinate was slightly startled and said, "Stay at the end? This... I don't remember clearly..."
Nie MingJue frowned, "Remember and tell me."
He continued to walk forward, and the cultivator hurried to ask the others. After a while, he caught up and said, "Sect Master! I have asked clearly. The last cultivator who swept the battlefield last time and stayed behind was named Meng Yao."
Hearing this name, Nie MingJue raised his eyebrows slightly, as if slightly surprised.
Wei Wuxian knew why, before Jin Guangyao recognized his ancestor and returned to the clan, his first name was Meng Yao from his mother's surname. It was no secret. Moreover, the name was once "famous".
In the future, Lianfangzun Jin Guangyao, who stood on the top of Jinlintai and turned his hands to cover the rain, was the first time he went to Jinlintai. Although few people have seen it with their own eyes, the rumors are already very detailed. Jin Guangyao's mother was a famous celebrity in Yunmengyi's Goulan. She was known as a talented firework girl back then. It is said that she can play the piano well, write well, and is knowledgeable. She is not a lady, but a lady. Of course, it's more like a prostitute than a prostitute. Jin Guangshan even went through Yunmeng, and naturally he couldn't miss this famous prostitute who was in the limelight at the time. He lingered with Meng Nu for several days, left a token, satisfied and left floating. After going back, of course, like countless times before, he left this once romantic woman behind.
In comparison, Mo Xuanyu and his mother were already quite fond of him. At least Jin Guangshan remembered that he had such a son and brought him back to Jinlintai. Meng Yao was not so lucky. The son of a prostitute, after being incomparable to a good family, Nv Meng gave birth to a son for Jin Guangshan alone, just like the second lady Mo, waiting before and after, waiting for the fairy head to come back to pick up herself and the child, and carefully teach Meng Yao, He will prepare to advance to the Immortal Sect in the future. However, when the son was in his teens, there was still no news from his father, but the daughter of Meng was critically ill.
Before her death, she gave her son Jin Guangshan the token he left behind and asked him to go to Jinlintai to find a way out. So, Meng Yao packed her bags and set off from Yunmeng. After traveling through mountains and rivers, he arrived at Lanling, and when he arrived at the Jinlin Terrace, Meng Yao was blocked from the door, so he took out the token and asked for notification.
The token given by Jin Guangshan is a pearl button. This is not a rare item in the Lanling Jin Sect, so you can grab a lot. The most common use is to present it to a beautiful lady when Jin Guangshan goes out to pick flowers and grass to hunt for wild food, holding this beautiful little object as a rare treasure, and matching it with the oath to promise the next life and this life. Send it as you go, forget it when it's done.
Meng Yao's arrival was really unfortunate, it happened to be Jin Zixuan's birthday that day. Jin Guangshan and Mrs. Jin are holding a banquet for the baby son's birthday, and many family members are present. Three hours later, it was getting late, and they wanted to put on the lights to pray for blessings, and got up together to prepare to go out. When Mrs. Jin saw the pearl button, she remembered all the misdeeds of Jin Guangshan in the past, and her face darkened on the spot. Jin Guangshan hurriedly crushed the pearls, scolded the servants loudly, and ordered him to drive away the people outside so that they would not bump into them when they went out to put out the lights.
As a result, Meng Yao was kicked off the Jinlin Terrace and rolled from the top level to the bottom level.
It is said that after he got up, he said nothing, wiped the blood from his forehead, patted the dust on his body, and left with his luggage on his back.
After the Battle of Shooting the Sun began, Meng Yao joined the Qinghe Nie Sect.
Nie Mingjue's Qinghe Nie Clan cultivators and recruited scattered cultivators were stationed in several places, one of which was located in an unknown mountain range in Hejian. Nie MingJue hiked up the mountain, and before he could get close, he saw a young man in a cloth shirt walking out of the secluded forest with a bamboo tube.
The young man seemed to have just returned from fetching water, his steps were a little tired, and he was about to enter the cave when he suddenly stopped. He stood outside the cave and listened attentively for a while, as if hesitating whether to go in or not. In the end, he took the bamboo tube and silently walked in the other direction.
After walking for a while, he found a spot on the side of the road and squatted down, took out a little white dry food from his arms, and slowly ate it with water.
Nie MingJue walked towards him. The young man was burying his head in eating when suddenly a tall shadow shrouded him. When he looked up, he quickly collected the dry food and stood up and said, "Sect Master Nie."
This young man was small in stature, with a white face and green eyebrows, it was Jin Guangyao's well-behaved face. At this time, he had not yet gone to Jinlintai to recognize his ancestors and return to the clan, and naturally there was no cinnabar in his forehead. Nie MingJue clearly had an impression of his face and asked, "Meng Yao?"
Meng Yao said respectfully, "Yes."
Nie MingJue said, "Why don't you go to the cave to rest like everyone else?"
Meng Yao opened her mouth and smiled awkwardly, as if she didn't know what to say. Seeing this, Nie MingJue walked over to the cave. Meng Yao seemed to want to pull him, but didn't dare. He hid his voice, so no one noticed when he walked straight out of the cave, and everyone inside was still talking happily:
"...Yes, it's him."
"No way! Jin Guangshan's son? Jin Guangshan's son can mix with us as a virtuous person? Why don't you go back to find his father? With the touch of a finger, he won't have to work so hard."
"Do you think he doesn't want to go back? People took the token and went all the way from Yunmeng to find Lanling, didn't they just want to recognize this father?"
"Then he miscalculated, Mrs. Jin Guangshan is amazing."
"It's not me who said that Jin Guangshan has so many births outside, there are at least a dozen sons and daughters, do you think he has recognized anyone? It's also his own humiliation to make such a mess."
"As for people, you just can't hope for things that you shouldn't be looking forward to. Who is to blame? You can't blame anyone. You asked for it yourself."
"Stupid not stupid! There is a Jin Zixuan, what other son does Jin Guangshan care about? Not to mention that he was born by a prostitute who is ridden by thousands of people, who knows who is the seed, I think Jin Guangshan is also thinking in his heart. Don't dare to recognize it! Hahahaha..."
"How can it be! I don't think he remembers what happened to that girl at all."
"I'm actually quite happy when I think that Jin Guangshan's seed is going to fetch water for us, hahaha..."
"Fuck your fate, people can show their strength, don't you see him working so hard, how diligent he is to run around all day long to do this and do this, Baba is expecting to get famous and his father will admit him back."
Nie MingJue's heart surged with anger, burning to Wei WuXian's chest.
His hand slammed on the handle of the knife, Meng Yao quickly reached out to stop him, but did not stop. The knife was unsheathed, and a rock in front of the cave fell to the ground. There were dozens of monks who were resting in the cave, but they jumped up and drew their swords when the rock collapsed. Immediately, Nie MingJue shouted, "Drinking the water someone gave you, you are saying sinister words! You voted me down not to kill Wengou, but to chew your tongue?!"
There was a commotion in the cave, and everyone knew Chi Fengzun's temperament, and the more he explained his anger, the more he became angry. Today, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape punishment. Nie MingJue sneered, did not enter the cave, and said to Meng Yao, "Come with me."
He turned around and walked down the mountain, and Meng Yao really followed. The two walked for a while, but Meng Yao's head was getting lower and lower, and her steps were getting heavier and heavier.
After a long while, he said, "Thank you, Sect Master Nie."
Nie MingJue said, "A manly man, stand up straight, don't care about the gossips of those idlers."
Meng Yao nodded and said, "Yes."
Even so, there was still a trace of sadness on his face. Today, Nie Mingjue helped him out like this, and he was overwhelmed for a while. In the future, those cultivators will definitely have to pay back a hundred times, so how can they not worry.
Nie MingJue said, "The more these people talk behind your back, the more you want them to have nothing to say. I have seen you in battle. Every time you are in front of the battle, and every time you stay at the end to guide and resettle civilians. ... well done, keep going."
Hearing this, Meng Yao was stunned for a moment, and raised her head a little. Nie MingJue said again, "Your swordsmanship is very nimble, but not solid. You need to practice more."
This is already straightforward encouragement. Meng Yao hurriedly said, "Thank you, Sect Master Nie, for your suggestion."
Wei Wuxian knew in his heart that no matter how hard he practiced, he would never be solid. Jin Guangyao is not different from ordinary children of aristocratic families. His foundation is too poor, and he will never be able to advance to a higher level. Therefore, in the way of cultivation, he can only seek broad and broad, not refinement and profoundness. This is why he has to combine the strengths of hundreds of schools and dabble in various stunts, and it is also the reason why he was once criticized as a "skill-stealer".
Hejian was an important place in the Sun Shooting Conquest, and it was also Nie Mingjue's main battlefield. It was like a copper wall and an iron wall that ran across Qishan Wen's side, and it was not allowed to invade from the east to the south. The Qinghe Nie Sect and Qishan Wen Sect had old grudges, and they have been holding on to it. After the war, the two sides broke out. There were countless battles, both big and small. The Qishan Wen Sect naturally had no scruples, but the Qinghe Nie Sect had no choice but to.
Under such circumstances, Meng Yao, who went to great lengths to clean up the battlefield after each war and guide and appease the civilians, received more and more attention from Nie Mingjue. After a few times, Nie MingJue directly promoted him to his side as a deputy envoy. Meng Yao also seized the opportunity, and was able to complete the assigned tasks stably every time. Therefore, at this time, Jin Guangyao was not only not always taught by Nie Mingjue as harshly as he was later, but he was quite admired and respected. And Wei Wuxian heard too many jokes like "Zun Lianfang fled when he heard the arrival of Zun Chifeng". Every time he saw Meng Yao, who lived peacefully with Nie MingJue, even like a duck to water, he felt very mysterious.
On this day, the Hejian battlefield welcomed a guest.
In the Sun Shooting Conquest, each of the three statues has a good reputation and a good story spread. Chi Fengzun, Nie Mingjue, was invincible, and the places he traveled were barren. Zewu Jun Lan Xichen is different from him. After the situation in the Suzhou area stabilized, Lan Qiren was there to defend him. He often went abroad to support him, saving people in dire straits. Therefore, everyone was overjoyed when they heard his name, as if there was an extra chance of life and a life-saving ace.
Every time Lan Xichen escorted other monks through Hejian, he would stop for a while as a transit point. Nie MingJue personally led him into a bright and spacious hall, and there were several monks in the hall, all sitting in front of the hall.
Although Lan XiChen's appearance is almost identical to Lan WangJi's, Wei WuXian can tell who they are at a glance, but when he sees this face, he can't help but move in his heart, thinking to himself, "I don't know. How is his body now, the paper-cut incarnation is attacked by resentment, will there be something wrong with the physical body? Will Lan Zhan notice it?"
After a few words of greeting, Meng Yao, who had been standing behind Nie Mingjue, turned around and brought tea to everyone. Before the battle, one person served as six people, and there was no room for a handyman or maid, so these daily chores were also taken over by Jin Guangyao, who was the deputy envoy. Several cultivators saw his appearance clearly, they were startled at first, and then their expressions were different. Jin Guangshan's "interesting anecdote" has always been a gossip that has spread very quickly and widely. Meng Yao has been a famous laughing stock for a while, but a few people recognize him. He probably thought that the son of a prostitute might have something unclean on him. After these monks took the tea cup he offered with both hands, they didn't drink it, but put it aside and took out a snow-white handkerchief. As if uncomfortable, intentionally or unintentionally wiping the fingers that touched the tea cup just now. Nie MingJue is not a meticulous person, he has never noticed such details, but Wei WuXian swept them out of the corner of his eye. Meng Yao didn't see it, smiled without falling, and continued to serve tea. When Lan XiChen took the tea cup, he looked up at him and smiled, "Thank you."
He immediately lowered his head and took a sip before continuing the conversation with Nie MingJue. The monk next to him saw it, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
Nie MingJue, who has always been stern, turned to Lan XiChen with a calm expression, "How long will you stay?"
Lan XiChen said, "Bring Mingjue brother to stay for one night, and leave tomorrow to join Wangqi."
Nie MingJue asked, "Where are you going?"
Lan XiChen said, "Go to Jiangling."
Nie Mingjue frowned and said, "Jiangling is still in the hands of Wengou."
Lan XiChen said: "It was gone two days ago. Now, it is in the hands of the Yunmeng Jiang Sect."
A patriarch said: "Sect Master Nie doesn't know yet, Sect Master Jiang of Yunmeng is very powerful in that area now."
Another person said, "How can you not be majestic? Wei Wuxian alone can reach an army of one million, who is he afraid of? There is no need to run around like us and stay on one side, this luck is really..."
Someone noticed that this was wrong, and hurriedly said: "Oh, thanks to the support of Zewu-Jun and Hanguang-Jun, otherwise I don't know how many noble families and innocent civilians would have been poisoned by Wendog."
Nie MingJue said, "Where is your brother?"
Lan XiChen nodded and said, "He took people there in the first ten days."
Nie MingJue said, "Your brother's cultivation is very high, he is enough for one person, so what else are you going to do?"
Hearing Nie MingJue compliment Lan WangJi on his high cultivation, Wei WuXian was inexplicably happy, and said to himself, "Chifeng-zun, you are very discerning."
Lan XiChen sighed, "I'm ashamed to say it. After Wang Ji went away, it seemed that he had a very unpleasant quarrel with the Young Master Wei of the Yunmeng Jiang Sect. I think I should go check it out."
Nie MingJue asked, "What's going on?"
One person said, "Hanguang-Jun seems to be arguing with Wei WuXian because his methods are too demonic and weird. It is said that HanGuang-Jun scolded Wei WuXian in front of him, humiliating people's corpses, cruel and bloodthirsty, and lost his true nature. Something like that. But there are rumors of the Battle of Jiangling over there, and Wei Wuxian is spread like a god, so I want to see it with my own eyes."
What this person said is not bad. It is a bit exaggerated. He said that he and Lan Wangji fought on the battlefield while killing Wengou. In fact, their relationship was not as bad as others said. Disgusting, but also a little unpleasant. During that time, Wei Wuxian was digging graves every day. Lan Wangji always said that it was not the right way to hurt the body and mind. He even tried to stop it, and he had to fight with Wen Dog almost every few days. In a frontal fight or a sneak attack, both of them were quite angry, so they often broke up unhappily. Now Wei Wuxian hears people talking about this, it's like a lifetime away - he suddenly remembered, it's not as if it's really a lifetime away.
One person said: "In my opinion, there is no need for Hanguang-Jun to be like this. The living people are dying, so what do you do with the dead body."
Another person echoed: "Yes, it's an extraordinary period. Sect Master Jiang is right, in terms of evil, who is more evil than Wengou? Anyway, he is on our side, and it's better to kill Wengou. "
Wei WuXian thought, "That's not what you said when you encircled me later."
Soon, Lan Xichen led the people up, and Meng Yao led them to the repairing place. Nie MingJue went back to his room, took a slender saber, and took it with him to find Lan XiChen.
Unexpectedly, before they got close, they heard the two talking in the house. Lan XiChen said, "It's a coincidence that you came under Brother Ming Jue's banner and became his deputy."
Meng Yao said: "Thanks to Chi Fengzun's appreciation and promotion."
Lan XiChen smiled and said, "Brother Ming Jue has a fierce temperament. It's not easy for you to be promoted and appreciated by him." After a pause, he added, "Recently, the Jin Sect Master of the Lanling Jin Sect has been very supportive in the Langxie area. Suffering, we are recruiting talents."
Meng Yao was slightly startled and said, "Jun Zewu, what do you mean..."
Lan XiChen said: "You don't have to be so restrained. I remember you told me that you hope to gain a place in the Lanling Jin Sect and gain the approval of your father. Now you have a foothold under the banner of Brother Ming Jue and you can use it. Is this hope still the same?"
Meng Yao seemed to hold her breath and concentrate, she was silent for a while, and then replied, "… the same."
Lan XiChen said, "I think so too."
Meng Yao said, "But I'm now Sect Master Nie's deputy envoy. Sect Master Nie has given me the kindness that I know, and whether it remains the same or not, I can't leave Hejian."
Lan XiChen pondered for a moment, and said, "That's true, even if you want to go, I'm afraid it won't be easy to open your mouth. But I believe that if you ask, Brother Ming Jue will respect your choice. In case he refuses to let go. Man, I can persuade one or two."
Nie MingJue suddenly said, "Why not?"
He pushed open the door and entered the room. Lan XiChen and Meng Yao sat opposite each other, both with serious expressions. Seeing him appear, he was slightly surprised. Meng Yao suddenly stood up. Before he could speak, Nie MingJue said, "Sit down."
Meng Yao didn't move. Nie MingJue said again, "I will write you a letter of recommendation tomorrow."
Meng Yao said, "Sect Master Nie?"
Nie MingJue said, "You can take this letter to Langxie to find your father."
Meng Yao hurriedly said, "Sect Master Nie, if you just heard everything, you should also hear me..."
Nie MingJue interrupted him: "I didn't promote you to repay you for some kind of knowledge, I just think that you are capable enough and you are a person I like, so you should stay in this position. If you really want to repay me, the battlefield Just kill a few more warm dogs!"
Hearing this, Meng Yao, who has always been eloquent and eloquent, actually choked. Lan XiChen smiled and said, "Look, as I said, Brother Ming Jue will respect your choice."
Meng Yao's eyes were red, and he said, "Sect Master Nie, Lord Zewu...I..."
He lowered his head and said, "...I really don't know what to say."
Nie MingJue sat down and said, "If you don't know what to say, then don't say it."
He put the other saber in his hand on the table, Lan XiChen saw it and said with a smile, "Huaisang's saber?"
Nie MingJue said, "Although he is safe with you, don't let his homework be wasted. You can ask someone else to supervise him when you have time. Next time we meet, I will check his swordsmanship."
Lan XiChen said, "HuaiSang also said that the knife was left at home, now there is no reason to be lazy."
Nie MingJue said, "Speaking of which, what, have you met before?"
Meng Yao said, "Jun Zewu, I have seen it before."
Nie MingJue said, "Where? When?"
Lan XiChen smiled and shook his head, "Don't talk about it, it's a lifelong shame, brother Ming Jue, don't ask any more."
Nie MingJue said, "I'm afraid of losing face in front of me, Meng Yao said."
Meng Yao said, "Since Zewu-Jun doesn't want to tell me, then I can only keep it a secret."
The three of you said one sentence to another, talking about business for a while, and chatting for a while. It was much more relaxed and casual than just chatting in the living room. Hearing them chatting, Wei Wuxian couldn't help but want to interrupt, but he couldn't, and said to himself, "Their relationship is not bad at this time. Zewu-Jun is quite able to chat, why is Lan Zhan not so good at chatting? , he can't chat, it's good to keep his mouth shut, I've said everything, and he just listens to 'um' and 'um'.
A few days later, Meng Yao left Hejian with the letter of recommendation from Nie Mingjue and set off for Langxie.
After he left, Nie MingJue changed to a deputy, but according to Wei WuXian's perception, he was always half a beat behind. Meng Yao is a rare and clever talent. If he doesn't talk about it, he can understand it. If he talks about three points, he can achieve ten points. Once you're used to him, and then use someone else, it's hard not to compare yourself.
After a period of time, the Lanling Jin Clan, who was struggling to support Lang Xie, could hardly hold it, and Lan Xichen just went to another place to support.
After the first battle, Jin Guangshan came over to express his gratitude. Nie MingJue briefly talked to him and asked, "Sect Master Jin, what is Meng Yao doing now?"
Jin Guangshan heard him mention the name and said, "Meng Yao? This... Sect Master Nie, don't take offense, who is this person?"
Nie MingJue immediately frowned. The story of Meng Yao being kicked off Jinlintai has been rumored for a long time, and even other people knew about this farce. It is impossible for the person involved to remember the name. People with a little thin skin would not be embarrassed to pretend to be stupid, but Jin Guangshan is more cheeky. Not thin either.
Nie MingJue said coldly, "Meng Yao was my former deputy envoy. I wrote a letter and asked him to bring it."
Jin Guangshan continued to pretend to be stupid and said, "Really? But I have never seen any letter here, nor have I seen this person. Alas, if I had known that Sect Master Nie had sent a deputy, I would have entertained him well. .But did something go wrong in the middle?"
He only perfunctory said that he could not remember, and had never heard of this person. Nie MingJue's face became colder and colder, and he felt that there must be some clues, so he left unceremoniously. After asking the other cultivators for a while, but to no avail, Nie MingJue found a few places and walked at random, passing a small forest.
The forest was very secluded. It had just undergone a sneak attack, and the battlefield had not yet been cleared. Nie Mingjue walked along the road, and along the road were the corpses of monks dressed in the clothes of the Wen family, the Jin family, and a few other families.
Suddenly, a "chichi" sound came from the front.
Nie MingJue put his hand on the handle of the knife and dived over. Dividing Lin Fuye, he saw Meng Yao standing among the piles of corpses, turning his wrists and pulling a long sword out of a monk's chest.
His expression was extremely calm, his shot was steady and fast, and he was extremely cautious, and he didn't even touch a drop of blood on his body.
This sword is not his own sword, the hilt has a flaming iron ornament, it is the sword of the Wen family cultivator.
Swordsmanship is also Wen's swordsmanship.
And the man who died under his sword was wearing a Venus Xuelang robe. He is a monk of the Lanling Jin Sect.
Nie MingJue watched this scene in his eyes, without saying a word, the blade of the blade unsheathed an inch, making a sharp sound.
Hearing the familiar sound of unsheathing, Meng Yao shivered and turned back suddenly, her soul was about to fly: "...Sect Master Nie?"
Nie MingJue pulled out all the long knives from the sheath. The blade was bright, but the blade was slightly blood red. Wei WuXian could feel the monstrous anger, disappointment and hatred coming from his side.
Meng Yao knew Nie Mingjue the most, and with a bang he abandoned his sword and said, "Sect Master Nie, Sect Master Nie! Please wait, please wait! Listen to my explanation!"
Nie MingJue shouted, "What do you want to explain?!"
Meng Yao rushed over and said, "I am forced, I am forced!"
Nie MingJue angrily said, "What do you have to do?! What did I say when I sent you here?!"
Meng Yao knelt down at his feet and said, "Sect Master Nie, Sect Master Nie, listen to me! I joined the Lanling Jin Sect. This person is my superior. He looks down on me on weekdays, often insulting and scolding me in every possible way..."
Nie MingJue said, "So you killed him?"
Meng Yao said: "No! It's not because of this! I can't bear any humiliation, how can I just be beaten and scolded! It's just that every time we conquered a stronghold of the Wen family, I spent a lot of time and painstakingly come up with ideas and strategies, on the battlefield. He charged into the battle, but he said a few words and stroked his pen lightly, and then attributed the military exploits to himself, saying that it had nothing to do with me. This is not the first time, every time, every time! I reasoned with him, he I don't care at all. I looked for others, but no one was willing to listen to me. He said just now that my mother, my mother is... I really couldn't bear it anymore, and lost my head for a while, and then I missed it!"
In a state of panic, his speech was so fast that he was afraid that Nie MingJue would cut him down without letting him finish speaking, but he explained things in a clear and orderly manner, and emphasized how hateful others were and how innocent he was. Nie MingJue picked up his collar and said, "You lied!"
Meng Yao shuddered. Nie MingJue stared into his eyes and said word by word, "You can't bear it anymore, you lost your head and lost your hand for a while? When someone who is dizzy, when they kill someone, will you have the same expression as you just now? Will you deliberately choose this one just now? Have you ever fought a hidden forest? Would you deliberately use Wen's sword and Wen's swordsmanship to kill him, disguised as a Wen dog to sneak attack, so as to frame the blame? You are clearly deliberate and have planned for a long time! "
Meng Yao raised her hand and swore, "What I said is true! Every sentence is true!"
Nie MingJue said angrily, "Even if it's true, you can't kill him! It's just a little military exploit! Do you care so much about this vanity?!"
Meng Yao murmured, "Just a little military exploit?"
He said in a trembling voice: "... What is a little military exploit? Chi Fengzun, do you know how much effort I have spent for this military exploit? How much pain did I suffer? Vanity? Without this vanity, I would have nothing!"
Nie MingJue looked at him with tears in his eyes and shivering. The contrast with his calm murder scene was too strong, so the impact was too great, and the picture had not faded away. He said: "Meng Yao, let me ask you, when I first saw you, did you deliberately act as a weak and oppressed person and pretend to me, so that I can stand up for you? If I didn't stand up for you, Will you kill all those people like you did today?"
Meng Yao's Adam's apple rolled, and a drop of cold sweat fell. Just as he was about to speak, Nie MingJue shouted, "Don't lie in front of me!"
Meng Yao was shocked, swallowed the words in her stomach, knelt on the ground, trembling all over her body, and clenched the five fingers of her right hand into the ground.
After a long while, Nie MingJue slowly retracted the knife into its sheath and said, "I won't move you."
Meng Yao raised her head suddenly, and Nie MingJue said again, "Go and confess your guilt to the LanlingJin Sect. You can deal with it as you please."
After being stunned for a while, Meng Yao said, "... Chi Fengzun, I can't stop at this step."
Nie MingJue said, "You're taking the wrong path at this step."
Meng Yao said, "You are killing me."
Nie MingJue said, "If what you said is true, it's no good. Go and repent."
Meng Yao whispered, "...My father hasn't seen me yet."
It's not that Jin Guangshan didn't see him.
Just pretend not to know he exists.
In the end, under the pressure of Nie Mingjue, Meng Yao still struggled to say "yes".
After a while of silence, Nie MingJue said, "Get up."
Meng Yao was in a trance, standing up from the ground and staggered a few steps. Nie Mingjue saw that he seemed to be falling, so he helped him, Meng Yao murmured, "…Thank you, Sect Master Nie."
Nie MingJue looked at his lost soul and turned around. Who knows, he suddenly heard him say, "...It still won't work."
Nie MingJue turned his head sharply. At some point, Meng Yao had a long sword in his hand.
He had already pointed the sword at his abdomen, and said with a desperate expression, "Sect Master Nie, I am ashamed of your great kindness."
Saying that, he stabbed hard. Nie MingJue's pupils shrank suddenly, and he split his hand to grab the sword, but it was too late. The sword in Meng Yao's hand pierced his abdomen in an instant, and it came out from his back, and his whole body collapsed in a pool of blood.
Nie MingJue was stunned for a moment, then rushed forward, half-knelt on the ground, turned over his body, and said, "You are...!!!"
Meng Yao's face was pale, she glanced at him weakly, and smiled bitterly: "Sect Master Nie, I..."
Before he finished speaking, he slowly lowered his head. Nie MingJue supported his body, avoided the sword edge, and pressed his palm against his heart, losing a burst of spiritual power. Unexpectedly, his body suddenly trembled slightly, and a gloomy spiritual current came from his abdomen incessantly.
Wei Wuxian knew that he was cheating, but he wasn't too surprised. But Nie MingJue probably never expected that Meng Yao would really kill him. Therefore, when he couldn't move, he watched Meng Yao slowly climb up from in front of him, his heart was still more surprised than angry.
Meng Yao should have carefully calculated how to avoid the key points. He calmly and carefully pulled the long sword out of his abdomen, brought out the bright red blade and a bunch of bloody little splashes, and pressed the wound. . And Nie MingJue still maintained the position he had just come to help him, half kneeling on the ground, raised his head slightly, and looked at him.
Nie MingJue didn't say anything, and Meng Yao didn't say anything either. He inserted his sword into the sheath, bowed to him, and ran away without looking back.
Just obediently admitting his mistake and agreeing to take the guilt, in a blink of an eye, he pretended to commit suicide and made a plot, and escaped without a trace. Nie Mingjue was probably the first time he had seen such a brazen person, and this person was a close friend he had brought up before. . For this reason, he was furious, and he was especially brutal when he fought against the Wen family cultivator. When Lan XiChen came to Lang Xie to help out a few days later, his anger had not subsided. Lan XiChen smiled and said, "Brother Ming Jue is so angry, what about Meng Yao? Why didn't you come to put out your fire?"
Nie MingJue said, "Don't mention this person!"
He recounted Lan Xichen's story of Meng Yao's murder and escape as it was. After listening to it, Lan Xichen was also stunned, and said, "How could this happen? Is there any misunderstanding?"
Nie MingJue said, "I caught him on the spot, what's the misunderstanding?"
Lan XiChen pondered for a moment, then said, "Listen to what he said, the person he killed was indeed wrong, but he really shouldn't have killed him. It's hard to judge in extraordinary times. I don't know where he is now?"
Nie MingJue sternly said, "It's best if he doesn't get caught by me, or I'll definitely use his saber to sacrifice to me!"
However, it turned out to be a prophecy. In the next few years, Meng Yao, this person, seemed to have disappeared suddenly, sinking into the sea without a trace.
How much Nie Mingjue admired and valued Meng Yao at first, now he hates it. Every time I mentioned it, I always had an angry look on my face, and it was hard to say anything. After confirming that there was no news, I refused to talk about this person with others.
Nie Mingjue was never close to people, and seldom communicated with others. It was very easy for him to have a subordinate who was able, appropriate, and trusted. He recognized his abilities and his personality, but he could not guess that this person's true face was not at all. As he thought it was, it was no wonder that his rebounding emotions were so strong.
As soon as Wei Wuxian thought about it, he suddenly had a splitting headache. His bones were like being run over by a chariot. Opening his eyes, his vision was so blurred that he could barely see many figures sitting on the cold black jade paved floor of the main hall. Nie Mingjue seemed to have suffered trauma to his head, the wound was numb, and the dried blood congealed on his eyes and face. With a slight movement, warm blood climbed up and down from his forehead.
Wei Wuxian was surprised.
Nie Mingjue was almost invincible in the Sun Shooting Conquest. The enemy couldn't even get close to him, let alone suffered such a serious injury.
what's going on? !
There was a slight movement next to him, Wei Wuxian swept out of the corner of his eye, and swept across a few blurred figures, barely concentrating his vision, only to see that it was a few monks wearing flaming robes of Yanyang. These people are kneeling forward on the ground in a skilled kneeling posture.
Wei Wuxian: "..."
Suddenly, a horrifying sense of oppression surrounded him, reaching Wei WuXian through his Nie MingJue limbs. Nie MingJue raised his head slightly and saw a huge jade seat at the end of the black jade pavement. A person is sitting on it.
Not too far away, Nie MingJue was fascinated by blood again at this moment, unable to see the true face of this man Lushan. However, without looking clearly, he also guessed who it was.
At this time, the door of the main hall was opened, and one person came in.
The disciples in the hall were all kneeling on the ground, and this person, except for bowing slightly and bowing his head when entering the door, was not the same as them. At the end, he seemed to be possessed and listened to the man on the jade seat saying a few words, and then turned to this side.
Slowly pacing to the front, the man quietly looked at Nie MingJue, who was still struggling to support himself after a while of blood. He seemed to smile and said, "Sect Master Nie, it's been a long time."
This voice, who is it if it's not Meng Yao?