Su Shebu pulled out his sword, and Wei Wuxian pushed the blade away with two fingers, and said with a smile, "What are you doing?"

Su Shi held the sword, and neither did he stab or receive. gritted his teeth for a while, spit out a mouthful of blood, and finally broke the forbidden speech technique strongly, but with one mouth, his voice was hoarse as if he was forty years old: "You are turning over and over against me, what are you insinuating!"

Wei Wuxian said, "Am I insinuating? You must have lost your spiritual power because you were all doing the same thing. What's the matter? Kill the corpses. When killing the corpses, this Su Sect Master of the Moling Su Clan came all the way with you. He pretended to be the Lyre Exorcist, but in fact he had unwittingly tampered with part of the war song into another harmful melody. You are fighting bloodily, and he is fighting with you on the surface, but secretly he is in the dark......"

Su Shi said: "Spraying people with blood!"

Wei Wuxian said: "There are a lot of Gu Su Lan clan's qin cultivators here, right? When you went up the mountain just now, was there something wrong with the battle song played by the Moling Su clan?"

The Lan clan qin cultivators sitting in the hall thought for a while, and one said: "The battle was fierce at that time...... I really don't have the energy to pay attention to the accuracy of others. ”

Hearing this, Su She's face turned slightly pale. Lan Qiren suddenly said: "There are indeed a few things wrong. ”

Someone from another family doubted: "Is there really such an evil song in the world, and listening to it can make people lose their spiritual power?!"

Wei Wuxian said: "Why not? The sound of the piano can repel demons, why can't it summon evil spirits? There is a collection of secret songs of Dongying, called "Copying of Chaoling", which is copied from all the evil songs that have been circulated in the land of Dongying, and even the secret songs of murder, which make people temporarily lose their spiritual power, why is it impossible? Lan Qiren's predecessor is here. You asked him, is there any book in the Gusu Lan clan's book collection and ** room?"

After settling down, Su Shi sneered: "Even if there is this kind of music, when I was studying art in the Gusu Lan clan, I couldn't enter the ** room if I didn't have enough grade, and I didn't have a chance to see it." Later, I didn't take a step into Yunshen, and I never heard of this book! But you, who are so familiar with this "Chaotic Copy", and are so intimate with Hanguangjun, are you not more likely to come into contact with this book than me?"

Wei Wuxian smiled, "I've never played any music in front of so many people. Who said that you must be able to enter the ** room? Isn't it okay for your master to be able to come and go freely? The trick of tampering with the score is probably also taught to you by him. ”

The high-ranking and powerful person who can come and go freely in and out of Yunshen does not know it, the master of Su She, there is no need to say it explicitly, everyone knows it, only Ji Fangzun!

Su Shi said: "Joke! What is the purpose of asking Fang Zun to do this? He is already the Immortal Governor who leads a hundred schools, and he doesn't need to fight for power and hegemony, so what good is it for him to let so many people come to die?"

Wei Wuxian said, "If it's really no good, he won't let you pretend to be a sneaky misty man three times or twice to snatch Chifeng Zun's corpse and the remnants of the Yin Tiger Talisman." Your master has a good idea, arrest the children of each family around, and lead so many people to the mass grave, the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch behind, and he himself does not come to avoid suspicion under the pretext of being injured, and you should cooperate with the inside and outside, one uses evil songs to defeat people's spiritual power, and the other uses the Yin Tiger Talisman to manipulate the murderous corpse to surround the mountain. In the end, thousands of people were wiped out in my territory, saying that it was not my hand, and no one believed me, right? You are not afraid of running into me, anyway, Wei Wuxian is notorious, new and old hatreds are surging together, and no one listens to my defense at all, maybe it will lead me to kill again, and you will not have to do it!"

In the midst of a panic, Su Sheqiang calmed down and said, "One side of the word." ”

Wei Wuxian looked at him and continued, "You are from the Gusu Lan clan, and as a protégé with a foreign surname, you have established your own family by plagiarizing and imitating your own family's secret techniques. You know that many people in the Gusu Lan clan are full of disdain for you and the Moling Su clan, so you take advantage of this disdain. Although evil songs can harm people, but there are also requirements for the spiritual power of the performer, of course, you alone can't play the power that makes nearly a thousand people lose their spiritual power, so you brought all the Qin cultivators of the Moling Su clan and let them play with you! Only the Gusu Lan clan may hear that something is wrong, but they don't bother to pay attention to you, even if they notice that you play the wrong war song, they only think that you are not good at learning the arts, and you have taught your protégé wrong.

"Since you swear that this is a one-sided statement, then do you dare to play the battle song of the Moling Su clan on the way up the mountain again now? Lan Zhan, don't listen to it, I'll just listen to it. Anyway, I don't need spiritual power to cultivate the ghost path, so it doesn't matter if it's gone. ”

Lan Qiren stood here and listened. If Su She's playing it now is different from just now, he will be found out immediately!

The people in the Demon Hall quietly moved farther and farther away from the people of the Moling Su Clan, and unconsciously vacated a large open space, isolating them in the middle. Wei Wuxian took the opportunity to say, "If you don't want to play, okay, it's okay." Why don't you see, what is this?"

He took out two yellowed pieces of paper from his bosom and shook them, only to vaguely see that they were written with a music score: "Do you think that we really returned in vain in Jinlintai before? In the secret room behind the bronze mirror, the two fragments that Jin Guangyao hid from the chaotic copy have been found by us. As long as you show it to Lan Qiren's seniors, and ask him to identify whether there is a melody in it that you have played, the truth will be revealed. ”

Su Shi sneered: "You lie. How do I know if this is a score that you scribbled casually to slander. ”

Wei Wuxian said: "Could it be that I still carry two music scores with me all day and prepare to take them out at any time?" Anyway, whether it is a lie or not, Lan Qiren's predecessors will know when they see it. ”

Su Shi originally suspected fraud, but seeing Wei Wuxian's face full of sly smiles and his tone was firm, Lan Qiren took it, his brows furrowed when he saw it, and his heart tightened, and said, "Senior Lan, beware of fraud!" said and reached out to grab the two pieces of paper.

At this moment, the ice-blue sword light that avoided the dust attacked him.

Su She's sword came out of the sheath at his waist to block, and said angrily: "Despicable!"

After blocking it for a while, he suddenly reacted and was fooled!

Su She's saber, named "Nanping", is striking at the dust at this moment, and above the silver sword body, there is a dark red sword light flowing - it is clear that the spiritual power is abundant!

Wei Wuxian folded the two pieces of paper back into his arms and said in surprise, "I'm not mistaken, right? However, dare to ask if it is not a bad intention, why do you hide the fact that you have not lost your spiritual power?"

These two pieces of paper are naturally not the fragments of "Chaotic Copy" that were searched from Jin Lintai, but the strange melodies that Lan Wangji played by Jin Guangyao when he was in the ** room.

At that time, Lan Wangji left one copy for Lan Xichen to check, and Wei Wuxian conveniently put away the two copies of him and Lan Wangji and took them with him. Fang just took it out to deceive people, which made Su Shi suspicious and anxious. In addition, he deliberately ridiculed and repeatedly stimulated Su She, which really made him impetuous. In the end, without Wei Wuxian's verbal reminder, Lan Wangji suddenly gave it a try, and Su Shi leaked the bottom.

Originally, he could have done it directly to Su She, forcing him to defend himself and expose the fact that his spiritual power had not been lost. But if you don't lead Su Shi step by step to expose herself, and then tell others bit by bit, I'm afraid the effect will not be so good.

Seeing that he was careless for a while, he was poked out of the bottom, and he dismantled a few tricks with Lan Wangji, feeling struggling, and just wanted to free up his hands to grab the hostage, Wei Wuxian immediately saw through his intentions and said, "Be careful!

Everyone dodged. Actually, it didn't have to, because Lan Wang's maneuver was the same as Wei Wuxian's words, pressing step by step, leaving no room for error, and Su Shi had to deal with it with all his strength in order not to fall behind. He staggered back to the front of the steps, and when he looked down, there was a red spell array under his feet.

Lan Wangji's expression froze, and Wei Wuxian said in his heart: "It's going to be bad! He's going to destroy this formation that has just been repaired!"

Sure enough, Su Shi bit the tip of his tongue, took a mouthful of blood, and sprayed it on the ground. Dense blood stains obscured the faint red traces. Lan Wangji didn't care to fight him anymore, and swiped his left hand on the edge of the dust, trying to redraw. Su Shi took the opportunity to find a charm and threw it to the ground, and a burst of blue flames and smoke billowed up.

The foggy man who appeared many times was really Su She!

Wei Wuxian squatted down next to Lan Wangji and said, "How is it?"

Lan Wangji shook his head as he traced his bleeding fingers on the ground for a while. The new blood has completely covered and destroyed the original spell mark, and it cannot be replaced.

Wei Wuxian picked up his hand, wiped the blood and ash from it with his sleeve, and said, "Don't draw if it's useless." ”

The formation will be broken and crumbling. The group of protégés of the Moling Su clan looked dazed, it seemed that Su Shi did not tell them that they were playing the wrong tune, nor did he tell them how to avoid losing their spiritual power. In other words, in the original plan, this group of protégés of the Moling Su clan, like others, were going to die. They are afraid that others will be resentful, and they want to seek revenge from them, and they are huddled together. However, there was panic in the Demon Palace, and few people could take revenge on them. Several heads of the family grabbed their sons and admonished: "When the corpses rush in later, you protect yourself, find a way to escape, and live no matter what!"

Jin Ling listened to it for a while, but he also expected his uncle to say this too, and after waiting for a long time, he didn't see him say anything, so he couldn't help but look at him.

Jiang Cheng finally turned his gaze back, the haze dissipated slightly, but he frowned: "What's wrong with your eyes?"

…… Jin Ling said rather unhappily: "Not much!"

Wei Wuxian was discussing with Lan Wangji in a low voice as he tore off a clean sleeve for Lan Wangji to clean and bandage the wounds on his hands. The two seemed to have decided something, and when they were nodding, a figure suddenly rushed out from behind them, slashing at the sword. The two of them dodged away lightly, and Wei Wuxian looked at it and said, "Why are you again?"

It was the middle-aged man who lost a leg to him in the Sleepless Sky City one night. His eyes were blood-red, and he held his sword and said, "Wei Wuxian, I don't believe a word of what you just said!"

Wei Wuxian said: "The matter was revealed, Su Shi showed his sword and fled. What else do you not believe?"

The middle-aged man slashed at him again and shouted, "I don't believe it! As long as you say it, I won't believe it!"

Hatred blinds a man and makes him refuse to admit anything that is good for his enemies.

Lan Wangji looked at the half-bandaged and unknotted strip of cloth in his hand, and with a flick of his right hand, there was a sound of gold and stone, and he bounced away the man's reckless blade with his bare hands.

The middle-aged man fell to the ground, and a young man rushed out of the crowd, it was the young monk whose parents had died, staring at Wei Wuxian and saying hatefully: "Wei Wuxian, don't think ...... You...... We will repay the blood debt on your hands after all!"

Wei Wuxian finished tying the knot for Lan Wangji and said, "Still?"

He turned around and said, "Yes." I have a blood debt on my hands. But, thirteen years ago, didn't you already ask for it once?"

He said, "What do you want to pay back? It's just that you want me to end up miserable and to dispel the hatred in your heart." Is there anything you're not satisfied with about my fate?

"You lost a leg, I have broken my body, I have no body, you have lost your parents, and I have long since been ruined and expelled by my family, I am a lost dog, and I have not seen a single of my parents' ashes. ”

Jiang Cheng sat in the crowd, and when he heard this, the five fingers on Jin Ling's shoulder gradually clenched.

Wei Wuxian continued, "Still hate the remnants of the Wen clan? But none of the remnants of the Wen clan remained. Most of them died on the battlefield of the Sunshooter's Campaign, and a few died in the area of internment you had set aside for them.

"The last fifty or so old and weak soldiers, all died here, on the ground under your feet. and he died by your hand. ”

He said, "Say it." Why do you still want me to pay it back?"

Lan Wangji stared at the knot in his hand, and finally lowered his sleeve and covered it.

In the Demon Palace, there was a dead silence for a while.

The corpses outside the hall had already poured into the door, and Wen Ning blocked them back, but soon another wave broke in from the side, and it couldn't last long.

The enemy was in front of him but he was powerless to kill him, coupled with the fear in his heart aroused by the roar of this group of inhuman things, the middle-aged man said in despair: "...... Anyway, this whole mass grave is surrounded by murderous corpses...... I'm going to die today! This ......."

Wei Wuxian said, "Who said that you are going to die today?"

As he said this, he took off his black robe. I don't know what this man was trying to do, and everyone looked at him in disbelief.

Beneath the black clothes was the snow-white middle coat, Lan Wangji drew his sword out of the sheath, Wei Wuxian slashed at the blade of the sword that avoided the dust, lowered his head, and drew dozens of blood-red traces on his body.

The more crimson curse marks are painted, the more people in the hall hold their breath.

They all recognized the pattern, but they couldn't believe it, or it was hard to admit.

With the last stroke, Wei Wuxian raised his head and straightened his collar.

What he was wearing was no longer a white coat - it was a banner that attracted all the evil and evil things to one person, summoning the Yin Banner!