He turned around and ran towards the Blood Pond, Lan WangJi never leaving, walking side by side with him. The blood-red Zhaoyin flag on the white robe was really the best target. Not a single murderous corpse paid any attention to others, and turned a blind eye to the living people who passed by him, all of them rushed towards Wei Wuxian with blood-red eyes!
The groups of corpses came one after another, and the paths that Wen Ning opened were always filled up by new corpses quickly, so he rushed back and opened again. More than half of the demon cave was too late to evacuate, and some people were still unable to walk. They saw the cave swept away by the sword light of Bichen, and a row of murderous corpses were swept into corpses, and then the next row rushed up, crying miserably. It was called Zhentiansheng, and it almost broke through the dome of the Demon Demon Cave. This wave of corpses surrounded Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji in a short time, making it difficult for them to approach the blood pool. The surrounding corpse mountains are getting higher and higher, and the surrounding circle is also shrinking. Seeing this, all the juniors were very anxious, and they drew their swords and folded them back. Lan Jingyi saw someone swinging their swords to kill corpses and rushed out, "Can you do me a favor? If you still have a sword, can you do me a favor! It would be nice to help out a little bit!"
The man said: "Go away!!!"
Lan Sizhui said, "Forget about Jingyi, we can do it on our own!"
Hearing their voices, Wei Wuxian roared, "Wen Ning!!! Throw them out!!!"
Wen Ning said, "Yes!" He grabbed Lan Jingyi with one hand and was about to catch Lan SiZhui with the other, but Lan SiZhui said to him, "General Ghost, I can't go out, you let me stay!!! Otherwise I will regret it for the rest of my life!!!"
The moment he faced him, Wen Ning's figure froze. Seeing that he was no longer coming to catch him, Lan SiZhui immediately raised his sword and went back to kill. Lan Jingyi and others also took the opportunity to pass him. Jin Ling was dragged out by Jiang Cheng, half dragged and half lifted, and passed by several murderous corpses. These corpses were attracted by the Zhaoyin flag on Wei Wuxian's body, their eyes were red and stared in that direction, turning a blind eye to them, Jin Ling shouted, "Uncle! I..."
Jiang Cheng said coldly, "If you dare to go back, don't recognize my uncle!"
Jin Ling looked at him suddenly, Jiang Cheng threw him out and shouted, "Stay!" He carried the three poisons and rushed back into the Demon Demon Cave. Jin Ling was startled and said, "Uncle, wait for me!" He still followed.
Inside the Demon Demon Cave, the surrounding circle around Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi had shrunk to less than ten feet square.
Bichen's sword light is still clear, and the talisman fire is still raging. However, there are too many corpses!
Wei WuXian just threw a spell, and keenly sensed the danger. He glanced sideways, and sure enough, a murderous corpse climbed up the corpse pile, and rushed towards him with its mouth open. Wei WuXian's hands were empty, he scolded, and reached into his cuffs, but when he reached out, his heart suddenly swayed.
His spells have been exhausted!
Lan Wangji also noticed the danger on his side, and was about to stab him with a backhand sword when he heard a scream, the corpse actually split in half in mid-air.
Do not. It was torn in half. And the thing that ripped it apart is right in front of everyone's eyes!
A bloody red corpse was standing on the sea of blood and the mountain of corpses as tall as a person, dragging half of the twitching corpse in each of its left and right hands, and it was looking down at Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji.
Lan Jingyi's mouth couldn't close, Ouyang Zizhen murmured, "... Ancestor... what is this?"
All who see it have the same thought in their minds - what is this? !
This unidentified murderous corpse that appeared out of thin air was different from all the murderous corpses they had ever seen. It was bloody scarlet from head to toe, as if it had just climbed out of a blood pool.
Those corpses controlled by the Yin Tiger Talisman were also attracted by this strange kind, and they all gave up besieging Wei Wuxian, but looked there hesitantly.
The bloody corpse took two steps.
As it staggered along, it made a clicking sound in its knuckles, as if stretching its muscles and bones. Dark red blood dripped from its limbs and body, spreading all the way.
An extremely stern yin and resentment overflowed from it, and as it got closer, the other corpses began to creep back. Many people were pale and silent.
Lan Wangji stood in front of Wei Wuxian, but Wei Wuxian pressed down on his hand holding Bichen, and said in a low voice, "...Wait."
He stared at the bloody corpse, and had a guess in his heart, his chest jumped wildly, and repeated: "Wait."
The bloody corpse stopped about ten feet in front of them, suddenly raised its head, and made two high-pitched whistles.
The whistle was sharper than the sound, and everyone covered their ears.
There were slight ripples on the surface of the blood pool.
At first, it was just like a stone was thrown. However, the ripples continued to spread and became bigger and bigger, as if something was restless under the viscous blood plasma.
Suddenly, a hand burst out with blood!
The hand slammed into the shore, and the five fingers dug deep into the ground. What followed and surfaced was a scarlet face that was half rotten and incorrupt, and whose facial features and face could not be seen clearly.
The second blood corpse climbed up from the blood pool.
Immediately afterwards, the water surface of the entire blood pool began to rotate, turbulent, as if boiling, and more and more heads surfaced. The third, the fourth, the fifth...
Each one had a terrifying blood stain, a hideous face, and a shrill roar. And after they climbed into the blood pool, they immediately started fighting with other murderous corpses!
The group of corpses controlled by the Yin Tiger Talisman seemed to have been stirred up by a red sharp knife, turning them into pieces of flesh, corpses and black blood in the sky!
Jin Ling was shocked and said: "...What the hell are these things?! Why are there still murderous corpses in the blood pool? Didn't the murderous corpses on the mass graves be burned?!"
Sect Master Ouyang, who was protecting his son by the side, said, "Some do not!"
Lan Jingyi said, "Which ones don't?!"
Sect Master Ouyang said, "Those... those..."
He couldn't say it. After the remnants of the Wen Sect who were on the mass graves were killed by the besiegers, all the more than fifty corpses were thrown into the blood pool!
Suddenly, Jin Ling shouted, "Be careful!"
A bloody red figure fell in front of him, Lan SiZhui raised his sword and stepped back two steps, the bloody corpse slowly got up.
This is an extraordinarily thin and hunched bloody corpse. It seems that a hole has been smashed in the head. The white hair is sparse. After being soaked in blood, it sticks to the forehead. discomfort. After it got up, it limped and slowly approached Lan SiZhui. All the juniors were frightened and quickly gathered around.
As soon as there were many strangers, the bloody corpse was vigilant, and the bottom of his throat whimpered. The youths became more and more like a formidable enemy, Lan SiZhui hurriedly said, "Don't move!"
Although he was also a little nervous, for some reason, he was not afraid.
If this slender bloody corpse had eyes, it should be staring at him, tilted his head, and stretched out a hand, slowly probing towards Lan SiZhui, as if he wanted to touch him.
The hands were covered in blood, like chicken feet that had been gnawed to pieces, and all the teenagers had goosebumps all over. Jin Ling raised his sword to block, but Lan Sizhui blurted out, "Young Master Jin, don't!"
Jin Ling said: "Then what should we do!"
Lan SiZhui said, "You...you all stay still."
The bloody corpse called out twice, he calmed down, and slowly extended his hand towards the bloody corpse.
Just when he was about to touch the bloody corpse, a new wave of corpses rushed in. The bloody corpse turned back suddenly, roared long, jumped into the air, and plunged into the corpse to tear left and right bite. fly. His roar was loud and terrifying, and his movements were agile and ferocious. Wen Ning overturned several corpses, trembling all over, and shouted to the corpse, "Is that you?!"
The other party ignored him.
All the blood corpses were fighting frantically, Wen Ning shouted, "Is that you?!"
The entire Demon Demon Cave was filled with sharp neighs of varying heights, none of which answered him, and none of them could answer him.
In less than half an hour, all the voices gradually ceased.
After everything is over, the Demon Demon Cave is like the scene of hell in the picture scroll.
These bloody corpses began to gather towards Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji one after another.
Different heights, different men and women, different ages, they are all bloody Asura evil ghosts. But above these figures, Wei Wuxian saw some familiar shadows.
Wen Ning murmured, "Fourth Uncle..."
"Mother-in-law..."
He read it one by one, and the more he read, the more his voice trembled.
Wen Ning said, "Have you been waiting here??"
If he were alive, his eyes must have been red and weeping.
Wei Wuxian's lips trembled slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all.
He bowed his head deeply, gave a solemn salute, and said in a hoarse voice, "…Thank you."
Lan WangJi also bowed.
This group of blood-drenched corpses were extremely fierce when they were fighting. At this time, facing them, they were still ferocious, but their movements were slightly clumsy.
Then, as if something had sucked the spirit and anger out of the body, they all fell down.
The blood-colored body is like a fragile porcelain, cracked inch by inch, the smaller it is. As if another gust of wind blows, there will be nothing left.
Wen Ning threw himself to the ground and gathered the red ashes with his hands. After grabbing it, I stuffed it into my clothes one by one, and it quickly filled up. Seeing this, Lan Jingyi scratched his hair, took off one of his sachets, emptied the spices, crouched down and handed it to him, saying, "Here!"
Seeing this, several other teenagers followed suit. Only Jin Ling looked at them, looked at Wen Ning, with a complicated expression, no movement, frosty eyebrows, and walked a little further. On the other hand, seven or eight hands held sachets and cloth bags and handed them to Wen Ning, but he was at a loss.
Lan Sizhui said, "General Ghost, do you need help?"
Wen Ning hurriedly said, "No, you guys..."
Lan Jingyi said, "You can pick up so many bones and ashes by yourself!"
Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi walked over and said, "Don't pick it up, you're going to get corpse poison if you don't wear gloves."
When the young people heard this, they dispelled their thoughts. Lan Sizhui said, "Senior Wei, Hanguang-Jun, and General Ghost, thank you all this time..."
Suddenly, a cold voice came from the crowd: "Thank you for what?"
Lan Sizhui and the others looked back, and the person who spoke was Fang Mengchen again.
I saw him stand up and said angrily: "What is this?"
Lan SiZhui was confused: "What is what?"
Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji also looked at him, Fang Mengchen said sternly, "I ask you what this is? Atonement?! You must all be really grateful to him, right?!"
In the Demon Demon Cave, there was a dead silence, and even whispers could not be heard.
The taste in everyone's heart at this time is really bad.
They came to encircle and suppress them with great fanfare, but they were instead encircled and suppressed. Waving the flag and shouting to eliminate harm, and finally relying on "harm" to save one's own life.
I really don't know whether to call it funny, weird, embarrassing, or inexplicable. I just feel that in this big play, I am indignant and jumping up and down, and I really don't look decent.
Say thanks to Wei Wuxian? It seems too outrageous; but after all, it was saved by it, and it seems inappropriate to say that it is completely unthankful. In this case, the best way seems to be to remain silent.
Seeing that no one answered him, Fang Mengchen became even more angry. He stabbed with a sword and said, "Do something good with a pretentious attitude and express your repentance, so that you can write off the bloody debts on your hands?!"
Wei Wuxian dodged. Others came to persuade: "Brother Fang! Don't get excited, forget it..."
As soon as the man said it, he immediately realized that what he said was wrong, and Fang Mengchen's eyes turned red. He said: "Forget it?! What do you mean by forgetting it? For the revenge of killing relatives, you say forget it and forget it?!"
He asked loudly, "It's true that Wei Wuxian killed my parents, but why does he seem like a hero now?! Doing a good deed can make people forget what he did in a blink of an eye? Then I What are parents?!"
In the crowd, Jin Ling clenched his fists, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in his shoulders. It turned out that Jiang Cheng's five fingers on his shoulders gradually tightened.
Jin Ling couldn't see his expression clearly and whispered, "Uncle..."
There was an unintelligible sneer from Jiang Cheng's side.
At this moment, Wei Wuxian spoke up.
He said, "Then what do you want?"
Fang Mengchen was startled. Wei WuXian said, "What on earth do you want? It's nothing more than wanting me to end up miserably in order to dispel the hatred in my heart."
He pointed to Yi Weichun, who was unconscious in the crowd, and said: "He lost a leg, and my body was broken into thousands of pieces; you lost both parents, and I have long since been devastated. I was expelled by my family. One."
Wei WuXian added, "Still hate the remnants of the Wen Sect? The remnants of the Wen Sect that you speak of died once thirteen years ago. And here, just now, they died again for me and to save you all. . This time it was ashes.
He said, "Excuse me, what are you going to do?"
Fang Mengchen glared at him for a while, then gritted his teeth: "It's useless. I tell you, Wei Wuxian, no matter what you do, don't expect me to forgive you or forget my parents' hatred."
He exclaimed, "Never!"
Wei WuXian said, "No one asked you to forgive me. Not only do you remember what I did, but I also remember it. You won't forget it, and I won't forget it!"
Looking directly at him for a while, Fang Mengchen only felt mixed feelings and all his thoughts were gone.
His life was indeed saved by Wei Wuxian and others, but he was unwilling to resolve his grievances. But if he wanted to seek revenge on Wei Wuxian, he was powerless and powerless. In the end, he could only scream, turned around and rushed out of the Demon Demon Cave.
After he rushed out, one person said: "There will be no more corpses coming? Are we really safe this time?!"
As soon as they heard this voice, everyone's heads became big: "It's him again!"
Nie Huaisang looked around, and seeing that no one answered him, he asked again, "Then can we also... go?"
This is the right question. Now everyone is eager to put their wings on their swords and fly back to their homes immediately. A female cultivator said, "It should be almost two hours. How much has your spiritual power recovered now?"