Chapter Twenty-Eight: Nangong Wanting
I don't want to become a human Gu... No...
Xiwen woke up and sat down on the bed violently.
The bright moon hung in the air, and the moon was cold, through the window, sprinkled on the ground, and the ground was covered with hoarfrost.
With the help of the moonlight, Xiwen found that he was lying on his own bed.
The familiar furnishings of the house have not changed.
"Anning Village is fine!"
Xiwen Yuan sensed out and determined the tranquility of Anning Village. Everyone was asleep.
Sivin breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the head of the bed. Calming down: "I'm dreaming...?"
My fingers touched the soft object of paper, and it was cool.
Pick up one casually, the curves crisscross in the haze, and the trajectory is mysterious: "It's the Yellow Rank Meteor Seal!"
Xiwen surprisingly didn't panic, and picked up another one: "Yellow Rank Fixing Seal!"
Pick up another one: "Yellow Rank Ice Seal...!"
A thick pile!
Control your mind and look inwardly at the dantian, flesh and blood, bones, and the eight veins of the strange meridians.
In a corner near the dantian, the black mist was found.
The wriggling black mist, one by one, blends into the dantian, into the blood, into the vitality, and into the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.
thoughts, trying to cut off and stop those black fogs, but to no avail.
The black mist seems to be part of the body's tissues.
After several attempts to no avail, Xiwen panicked.
"The aliens are really greedy, selfish, and evil,......!"
Even if I die, I won't become a Gu Clan!
The five fingers tightened and loosened, and a pile of yellow-level inscriptions was thrown out by the Western text.
In the room, a room full of yellow-colored paper fluttered down. One by one, they slowly landed.
"Why, why are you doing this...!"
The horror of the unknown burns in the bottom of my heart.
Am I going to be those hideous and hateful evils?
Xiwen, who was lying on the bed, was completely sleepy, got up and came to the courtyard alone.
In the moonlight, under the stars, the boy looked up at the vast starry sky, and the delicate face in the dream lingered in his mind...!
After a low cry, the night returned to silence.
With a light sigh, the boy lowered his head again!
I've become stronger, and I can't help myself......!
"Dad!Mother!Are you all right in heaven...?
In the moonlight, the eyes of Western Wen are crystal clear!
The moon and the sun alternated, and he stood quietly for half a night.
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Anning Village, Huangtian, Huangyi, Huangshan... I searched for many days, but I didn't see any Western language.
In the early morning of the ninth day, in the ancestral hall, among the villagers, a voice trembled: "Could it be that Xiwen remembers the past and leaves us alone!"
"yes! I knew that kid would be able to make a living. I'll give Huang Xuan all the Yuan Shi that went to the Chunxiao Courtyard!"
Huang Wen, Huang Shu, Huang Shan shouted: "Don't spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain!"
Huang Wen, Huang Shu, saw Huang Shan coming over menacingly, and immediately hid behind others.
In Anning Village, there is no one who is not afraid of Huangshan, and he will kill people if he disagrees.
Huang Tiandao: "Keep searching! Wen'er will not leave us alone!"
"Wen'er, where have you been? Tomorrow is the day you made a vow to add another cultivator to Anning Village!"
Subduing Shaohua Mountain, Huang Tian didn't have a glimmer of hope, and was worried that the oath made by Xiwen would not be completed.
Let Anning Village add another cultivator, a leaf of Qingbai has already arrived, there is no alchemist, and getting it is equivalent to not getting it.
Huang Tian sincerely sighed that it was difficult to step into the Cultivation Metaverse.
It is really very slim for mortals to step into the Cultivation Metaverse Realm.
At this time. Outside the ancestral hall, a ray of light was refracted. The light shone into the ancestral hall.
A strong wind arrived almost at the same time as the refracted light.
"Hidden weapon!" the first reaction of everyone in the ancestral hall.
The person who hits the hidden weapon is very clever. The target is not Huang Tian, but the table in front of Huang Tian.
The lethality of the hidden weapon is not high, it is more like transmitting some kind of message.
The hidden weapon is a dagger with a handle. Blazing fast.
As soon as the white robe appeared, Xiwen's entire body instantly floated over, grabbed the hidden weapon, and reflexively chased after the person who hit the hidden weapon.
Between breaths, he chased out a distance of nearly a hundred miles, and with the cultivation of the initial refining stage of Xiwenyuan's state of mind, he was stunned and didn't even see the shadow of the other party.
In order to prevent the tiger from leaving the mountain, Xiwen turned around and quickly returned to Anning Village.
In the ancestral hall, the villagers whispered. Talk.
Seeing that it was Xiwen who came back, everyone stopped talking.
Huang Shan's voice trembled with excitement: "Wen'er, where have you been these days?"
"Uncle Shan! Wen'er has frightened you!"
"Child!" Huang Tian hugged Xiwen tightly in his arms: "If you have something in the future, say hello in advance." Spells can't help, but there are still ideas. ”
Xiwen nodded heavily.
Xiwen returned, and hundreds of people in Anning Village suddenly had a backbone.
The weak figure is as heavy as Mount Tai in the hearts of everyone in Anning Village. The hearts of the people were steady.
"Wen'er, have you ever caught up?" Huang Tian asked Xiwen.
Siwen shook his head and spread his palms.
In the palm of his hand was the dagger just now, and there was a red line tied to the handle of the dagger, and under the red line was a rolled up note.
Huang Tian, Huang Yi, Huang Shan, Huang Poke, everyone couldn't help but look outside the ancestral hall.
Without finding anything, they all approached Xiwen.
The note was typed in Spanish. The note reads:
Yesterday's events are hard to say, and the moon and a half are difficult.
Invite you to the appointment to solve together, and continue to talk at night.
- Nangong Wanting
No one spoke in the ancestral hall, it was quiet.
With the punctuation, it is only thirty-three words, and the Western text has been read for half an hour.
Xiwen secretly thought: "It's too late to kill you, let me go to support!"
Because of the Western text and the woman on the note, the relationship is a bit difficult to speak. Everyone chose to be silent.
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Back Mountain Cemetery.
"Daddy, don't worry, the people from the Falling Dust Chamber of Commerce will soon go down to apologize to your second elder!"
Siwen looked up at the sky. The blue sky is full of white clouds. The mountain wind blew his white robe.
On the face with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, he is young and old, and he has a little more vicissitudes of maturity.
There's something I want to tell you. Shaohua Mountain seems to be in trouble.
Your niece sent a message to me and asked me to support Shaohua Mountain.
Daddy, it was the Gat Mercenary Group and the Dust Chamber of Commerce who killed you. The mastermind behind the scenes is Nangong Wanting.
Shaohuashan can support, Nangong Wanting must give an explanation for your death.
Therefore, Qing Kill, Uncle Ya, and Nangong Wanting must die.
The second day was the last day for those who vowed to add another cultivator to Anning Village in Xiwen.
Under the guidance of Xiwen, Huang Tian and Huang Yi lived up to expectations, successfully passed through, and stepped into the realm of cultivation.
There are two more Yuan cultivators in Anning Village.
Xiwen couldn't figure it out, after committing suicide to Wu Jun, it had been nearly ten days, and the hundred miles of silence were bizarre. It's not normal to be quiet.
Xiwen knew in his heart that Luochen would not let go of Anning Village, and the forces of the Baili Domain would not let go of Anning Village.
The days that followed were also incredible.
Time passed day by day.
Xiwen is accompanying Huang Tian and Huang Yi to cultivate every day, and when he is empty, he will find a way to get rid of or isolate the Gu Devouring Heavens. None of them succeeded.
The time has come to the date of going to Shaohua Mountain.