He kicked his sword away and rushed out of the training ground. Jin Guangyao shouted behind him, "Huaisang! Huaisang!" Just as he was about to catch up, Nie Mingjue said coldly, "Stop!"

Jin Guangyao paused and turned around. Nie Mingjue looked at him and said with suppressed anger, "How dare you come here?"

Jin Guangyao whispered, "Come and admit your mistakes."

Wei WuXian thought to himself, “This person is even more shameless than me.”

Nie Mingjue asked, “Will you admit your mistakes?”

Just as Jin Guangyao was about to speak, the disciples who had gone to get the medicine came back and said, "Sect Master, Master Lian Fangzun, the Second Young Master has locked the door and won't let anyone in."

Nie Mingjue said, "Let's see how long he can keep me locked up. I'll rebel against him!"

Jin Guangyao said to the disciple with a pleasant expression, "Thank you. Please give me the medicine. I will give it to him later."

He took the medicine bottle, and when everyone else had left, Nie Mingjue asked, “What on earth are you doing here?”

Jin Guangyao said: "Brother, have you forgotten that today is the day for playing the piano?"

Nie Mingjue said bluntly, "There is no room for negotiation regarding Xue Yang. You don't need to try to please me. It's completely useless."

Jin Guangyao said: "First of all, I am not trying to please you. Secondly, since it is useless, why should you be afraid of me trying to please you, brother?"

Nie Mingjue remained silent.

Jin Guangyao said, "Brother, you have been pressing Huaisang more and more recently. Is it the sword spirit...?" After a pause, he said, "Huaisang still doesn't know about the sword spirit?"

Nie Mingjue asked, “Why tell him so soon?”

Jin Guangyao sighed and said, "Huaisang has been spoiled, but he can't be the idle second son of Qinghe for the rest of his life. One day he will know that you, brother, are doing this for his own good. Just like I later knew that you, brother, are doing this for my own good."

Wei WuXian thought, “I admire you so much. I would never be able to say such words in my lifetime, but Jin GuangYao was able to control the tone so well that it was even very pleasant to hear.”

Nie Mingjue said, “If you really know, then bring Xue Yang’s head to see me.”

Unexpectedly, Jin Guangyao immediately said: "Okay."

Nie Mingjue looked at him, Jin Guangyao looked back at him and said again, “Okay. As long as you give me one last chance, I will personally bring Xue Yang’s head to me within two months.”

Nie Mingjue asked, “What if you didn’t do it?”

Jin Guangyao said in a firm tone, "If you can't do it, I'll let Big Brother deal with you!"

Wei Wuxian began to admire Jin Guangyao a little.

Although he was always frightened by Nie Mingjue, in the end, he was able to use various tricks and words to make Nie Mingjue give him another chance. That night, Jin Guangyao played the Pure Heart Sound in the Impure World as if nothing had happened.

He swore solemnly, however, Nie Mingjue did not even wait until two months later.

One day, the Qinghe Nie clan held a martial arts competition. Nie Mingjue passed by a detached house and suddenly heard someone whispering in the house. It seemed to be Jin Guangyao. Unexpectedly, a moment later, another familiar voice sounded.

Lan Xichen said: “Since Big Brother became sworn brothers with you, that means he recognized you.”

Jin Guangyao said distressedly: "But, second brother, didn't you hear what he said in his oath of brotherhood? Every word has a hidden meaning, 'pointing at me with a thousand men, being torn into pieces by five horses', it's clearly a warning to me. I... have never heard of such an oath of brotherhood..."

Lan Xichen said gently, “He said ‘if you have any ulterior motives.’ Do you have any? If not, then why worry about it?”

Jin Guangyao said: "I don't have it. But, Big Brother has already determined that I have it, what can I do?"

Lan Xichen said: “He has always admired your talent and hopes that you can go the right path.”

Jin Guangyao said, "It's not that I don't know what's right and what's wrong, but sometimes I just can't help myself. I'm in a bad situation right now, and I have to look at everyone's face. It's okay for others, but have I ever done anything wrong to my eldest brother? Second brother, you heard it too, how did he scold me last time?"

Lan Xichen sighed, “I was just angry at the moment and said something I didn’t think was right. Big brother is not as kind as he used to be, you must not anger him again. He has been suffering from the invasion of the sword spirit recently, and Huaisang quarreled with him again, and they haven’t reconciled until today.”

Jin Guangyao choked up and said, "He can say such things in a fit of anger. What does he think of me on a daily basis? Just because I can't choose my own birth and my mother can't choose her own fate, do I have to be abused like this for the rest of my life? If so, what's the difference between my brother and those who look down on me? No matter what I do, in the end, I'm still labeled a 'son of a whore' with just one sentence."

Jin Guangyao was now complaining to Lan Xichen, but he was clearly chatting with Nie Mingjue in a gentle manner last night. When Nie Mingjue heard that he was actually gossiping behind his back, he flew into a rage and kicked the door open. The raging fire in his head burned his internal organs, and a thunderous roar exploded in his ears: "How dare you!"

When Jin Guangyao saw him enter the room, he was immediately scared out of his wits and hid behind Lan Xichen. Lan Xichen was sandwiched between the two of them. Before he could say anything, Nie Mingjue had already drawn his sword and slashed at him. Lan Xichen drew his sword to block it and said, "Run!" Jin Guangyao rushed out of the door. Nie Mingjue shook Lan Xichen off and said, "Don't stop me!" He also chased out of the door. Turning around a long corridor, he suddenly saw Jin Guangyao walking towards him leisurely. He slashed with his sword, and blood splattered everywhere. But Jin Guangyao was clearly running for his life, how could he walk back so leisurely? !

After Nie Mingjue finished chopping, he staggered forward for a distance and rushed to the square. He raised his head while panting. Wei Wuxian could hear the sound of his heart beating wildly in his ears.

Jin Guangyao!

On the square, people coming and going from all directions all look like Jin Guangyao!

Nie Mingjue has gone crazy!

He was in a state of confusion, and all he remembered was killing, killing, killing, killing Jin Guangyao. He chopped down anyone he saw, and screams were heard everywhere. Suddenly, Wei Wuxian heard a scream: "Brother!"

Nie Mingjue shuddered when he heard the voice, then calmed down a little. He turned his head and finally vaguely recognized a different face among the Jin Guangyao on the ground.

Nie Huaisang covered his injured arm and dragged his leg, trying to move towards him. Seeing that he suddenly stopped moving, he said with tears in his eyes: "Brother! Brother! It's me, put the knife down, it's me!"

However, before Nie Huaisang could move over, Nie Mingjue fell down.

Before he fell, Nie Mingjue's eyes finally regained clarity and he saw the real Jin Guangyao.

Jin Guangyao stood at the end of the corridor, without a trace of blood on his body. He looked over here, and tears welled up in his eyes.

But the golden waves of snow blooming on his chest seemed to be smiling for him.

Suddenly, Wei WuXian heard a voice calling him from far away. The voice was cold and low. The first voice was very vague, very far away, and seemed like a dream or reality. The second voice was much clearer and more real, and there was a subtle anxiety in the voice.

The third time, he heard it clearly.

“Wei Ying!”

Hearing the sound, Wei WuXian suddenly pulled himself out!

He was still a thin paper man, stuck to the iron helmet that covered Nie Mingjue's head. He had already loosened the knot of the iron armor covering Nie Mingjue's eyes, revealing an eye that was wide open and bloodshot.

There is not much time left, I must return to my body immediately!

The paper man Xian shook his sleeves and flew out like a butterfly flapping its wings. Unexpectedly, as soon as he rushed out of the curtain, he saw a person standing in the dark corner of the secret room. Jin Guangyao smiled slightly and drew a soft sword from his waist without saying a word. It was his famous sword "Hate Life".

When Jin Guangyao was undercover beside Wen Ruohan, he often hid this soft sword around his waist and around his wrist, and used it at various critical moments. Although the sword of Hensheng seems to be extremely soft and the sword intent is lingering, it is actually vicious and sharp, and it lingers. Once entangled by its sword body, Jin Guangyao will use his strange spiritual power, and he will be cut into pieces by this soft sword that looks like a pool of spring water. Many famous swords have been destroyed by it into a pile of scrap metal. At this moment, the sword body is like a poisonous snake with silver scales, chasing the paper man tightly and biting him. If you are not careful, you will be bitten by the poisonous fangs of this poisonous snake!

Paper Man Xian flapped his sleeves and dodged left and right, nimbly avoiding the blows, but after all, it was not his own body. He dodged a few times and was nearly bitten by the tip of Hen Sheng's sword. If he continued like this, he would be pierced!

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a long sword lying quietly on the wooden grid in front of the wall. The sword had not been touched or wiped for many years, and the blade and surrounding area were covered with dust.

It was the sword he carried with him back then - Whatever!

The paper man Xian Fei pounced on Mu Geli and stepped hard on the hilt of the sword. With a clang, the sword sprang out of the scabbard as summoned!

Suibian flew out of the sheath and tangled with Hensheng's eerie sword light. Seeing this, Jin Guangyao's face was shocked for a moment, and he quickly restrained his expression, and turned his right wrist flexibly a few times, and Hensheng twisted Suibian's snow-white straight sword like a twist, and then withdrew his hand, letting the two swords fight each other, and with his left hand, a talisman flew towards Wei Wuxian. The talisman ignited a raging fire in the air, and Wei Wuxian felt the scorching heat coming towards him. While the two swords fought in the air into a dazzling mess of light, he quickly flapped his paper sleeves and rushed out of the secret room!

Time was about to run out, Wei Wuxian no longer cared about disguising himself and flew all the way back to the guest house. Just as Lan Wangji opened the door, he leaped forward with all his might and landed squarely on Lan Wangji's face.

The paper man Xian was tightly pressed against half of Lan Wangji's face, and seemed to be shaking. Lan Wangji's eyes were blocked by his wide sleeves, and he let the paper man Xian shake on his face for a while before gently picking him off.

After a while, Wei Wuxian successfully returned to his position. He immediately took a deep breath, raised his head, opened his eyes, and stood up suddenly. However, his body had not yet adapted to the situation, and he felt dizzy and leaned forward. Seeing this, Lan Wangji immediately caught him. Unexpectedly, Wei Wuxian raised his head again and his head hit Lan Wangji's jaw. With a thud, both of them groaned. Wei Wuxian touched his head with one hand and Lan Wangji's jaw with the other, and said, "Oh! I'm sorry. Lan Zhan, are you okay?"

After being touched twice by him, Lan Wangji gently pushed his hand away and shook his head. Wei Wuxian pulled him and said, "Let's go!"

Lan Wangji didn't ask any more questions. He stood up and walked with him before asking, "Where are you going?"

Wei WuXian said, “Fang Fei Palace! The bronze mirror in Fang Fei Palace is the entrance to a secret room. His wife discovered some secret of his and was dragged in by him. She should still be inside! Chi Feng Zun’s head is also inside!”

Jin Guangyao would definitely immediately re-strengthen the seal on Nie Mingjue's head and move it to another location. However, he could move a head, but his wife Qin Su could not be moved! After all, she is the wife of the master of Jinlin Terrace, and she attended the banquet not long ago. If such a noble person suddenly disappeared, no one would not be suspicious. Take this opportunity to rush in and cut the Gordian knot, and don't give Jin Guangyao any time to weave lies and seal his mouth!

The two of them were as powerful as a tidal wave, kicking and blocking each other. Jin Guangyao trained these disciples stationed near Fangfei Palace to be very alert. Once someone invaded, even if they were unable to stop them, they would loudly warn and alert the owner of Fangfei Palace. But at this moment, their cleverness backfired. The louder their warnings were, the more disadvantageous it would be for Jin Guangyao. Because countless immortal families gathered here today, the warnings would not only alert Jin Guangyao in the bedroom to be on guard, but also attract them!

The first one to arrive was Jin Ling, who had already drawn his sword and was holding it in his hand. He asked suspiciously, "What are you doing here?"

As he spoke, Lan Wangji had already stepped onto the third step of the Ruyi Steps and pulled out his Bichen. Jin Ling said vigilantly, "This is my uncle's bedroom. Did you come to the wrong place? No, you broke in. What are you going to do?"

The immortal leaders of the noble families and the monks who had gathered at Jinlin Terrace also came over one after another, all wondering, "What's going on?" "Why is there so much noise here?" "This is Fangfei Palace, it's not good to come here..." "I just heard a loud alarm..."

Some were anxious, some frowned and remained silent. There was no sound from inside the bedroom. Wei WuXian knocked on the door casually and asked, "Master Jin? The Golden Immortal Governor?"

Jin Ling said angrily: "What on earth do you want to do? You have led everyone here! This is my uncle's bedroom, bedroom, you know? Didn't I tell you not to..."

Lan Xichen walked up and Lan Wangji looked at him. When their eyes met, Lan Xichen was startled at first, then his expression became complicated, as if he still couldn't believe it. It seemed that he had understood.

Nie Mingjue's head is in this Fangfei Palace.

At this time, a laughing voice came: "What's going on? But the hospitality during the day was not good enough. Do you want to hold a night banquet here?"

Jin Guangyao walked out from behind the crowd leisurely. Wei Wuxian said, “Lian Fang Zun, you have arrived just in time. If you had come a little later, you wouldn’t have been able to see the things in the secret room of your Fang Fei Palace.”

Jin Guangyao was stunned for a moment and asked, "Secret room?"

Everyone was suspicious, not knowing what was going on. Jin Guangyao was slightly confused and said, "What's the matter? Secret rooms are not uncommon, right? As long as there are some hidden treasures, who doesn't have a few treasure rooms?"

Lan Wangji was about to speak, but Lan Xichen spoke first.

He said, "Ayao, can you please open the door and let me take a look at the secret room?"

Jin Guangyao seemed to find it very strange and a little embarrassed, and said: "Second brother, since it is called a treasure room, the things placed in it must be hidden. Suddenly I was asked to open it, this..."

In such a short time, Jin Guangyao couldn't have transported Qin Su to another place without anyone noticing. The teleportation talisman can only teleport the caster, and according to Qin Su's current condition, she definitely doesn't have enough spiritual power or the will to use the teleportation talisman. Therefore, at this moment, Qin Su must still be inside.

Either alive or dead. Whether dead or alive, it would be fatal to Jin Guangyao.

Jin Guangyao was struggling to death, but he was still so calm, pushing this and that. Unfortunately, the more he pushed, the more determined Lan Xichen's tone became: "Open it."

Jin Guangyao stared at him, then suddenly smiled brightly and said, "Since Second Brother has said so, I will open it and show it to everyone."

He stood in front of the door, waved his hand, and the bedroom opened. Suddenly, someone in the crowd said coldly: "It is rumored that the Gusu Lan family attaches great importance to courtesy. It seems that the rumor is just a rumor. Forcing into the bedroom of the head of a family is indeed a great honor."

Just now in the square, Wei Wuxian heard the disciples of the Jin family respectfully greet this man, calling him "Master Su". It was Su She, the head of the Moling Su family, which has been in the limelight in recent years. Su She was dressed in white, with narrow eyes, thin eyebrows and thin lips. He was handsome, but also quite arrogant. His appearance and temperament could be considered good. It was a pity that although he was good, he was not outstanding.

Jin Guangyao said: "Forget it, forget it, there is nothing shameful to show."

The tone of his voice was very appropriate, making people feel that this person was very good-tempered, but at the same time, one could hear a hint of just the right amount of embarrassment. Jin Ling followed behind him, feeling sorry for his uncle who had been broken into for no reason, and glared at Wei Wuxian several times.

Jin Guangyao said again: "You want to see the treasure room, right?"

He placed his hand on the bronze mirror, drew an invisible spell on the mirror, and was the first to pass through the mirror. Immediately afterwards, Wei Wuxian entered the secret room again, saw the curtain on the treasure chest covered with spells, and saw the iron table for dismembering corpses.

I also saw Qin Su.

Qin Su stood beside the iron table with her back to them. Lan Xichen was slightly surprised: "Why is Madam Jin here?"

Jin Guangyao said: "We all have things in common, and Ah Su often comes in to take a look."

Wei Wuxian was slightly surprised when he saw Qin Su: "Jin Guangyao didn't transfer her or kill her? Isn't he afraid that Qin Su will say something?"

He was worried, so he turned to Qin Su's side and carefully observed her profile. Qin Su was still alive and well, with no abnormalities at all. Although her face was expressionless, Wei Wuxian was sure that she had not been bewitched by any evil spell or poison, and was conscious.

But the more awake she was, the weirder the situation became. He had seen with his own eyes how intense Qin Su's emotions were and how much she resisted Jin Guangyao. How could Jin Guangyao reach an agreement with her and shut her up in such a short time?

Wei Wuxian had a bad feeling, and suddenly felt that this matter was not going as smoothly as he had imagined. He walked to the treasure chest and lifted the curtain.

Behind the curtain, there was no helmet, nor any head, only a dagger.

The dagger glowed with a cold light and was filled with murderous intent. Lan Xichen had also been staring at the curtain, but he had not yet made up his mind to lift it. Seeing that it was not what he imagined, he seemed to be relieved and asked, "What is this?"

"This." Jin Guangyao walked over, took the dagger in his hand and played with it, saying, "It's a rare item. This dagger is the weapon of an assassin, it has killed countless people, and it is extremely sharp. Look at the blade of this dagger, and if you look closely, you will find that the figure inside is not you. Sometimes it is a man, sometimes a woman, and sometimes an old man. Every figure is the soul of a person who died at the hands of an assassin. It has a heavy yin energy, so I added a curtain to seal it."

Lan Xichen frowned and said, “Could this be…”

Jin Guangyao said calmly: "Yes. It belongs to Wen Ruohan."

Jin Guangyao was indeed smart. He had anticipated that someone might discover this secret room one day, so in addition to Nie Mingjue's head, he also placed many other magic weapons here, such as swords, talismans, fragments of ancient tablets, spiritual tools, and many rare items. This secret room really looked like an ordinary treasure room. The dagger was indeed as he said, with a strong yin energy and was a rare item. Many immortal families had a hobby of collecting such weapons, not to mention that they were the spoils of killing the head of the Wen family in Qishan.

Everything seems normal.

Qin Su stood beside Jin Guangyao and watched him admiring the dagger in his hand. Suddenly, she reached out and snatched it away!

Her facial features twisted and trembled slightly along with her face. Others could not understand this expression, but Wei Wuxian, who had secretly watched the argument between her and Jin Guangyao just now, could understand it.

Pain, anger, shame!

Jin Guangyao's smile froze, and he asked, "A Su?"

Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian both reached out to grab the dagger, but Qin Su dodged and the tip of the dagger was already buried in her abdomen.

Jin Guangyao screamed, "A Su!"

He rushed forward and hugged Qin Su's limp body, and Lan Xichen immediately took out medicine to save her. However, the dagger was extremely sharp, and the resentment and yin energy were heavy. In an instant, Qin Su was dead!

Everyone present was totally unprepared for such a sudden change, and they were all stunned. Jin Guangyao called his wife's name several times in a sad voice, holding her face with one hand, eyes wide open, tears falling continuously on her cheek. Lan Xichen said, "Ayao, Madam Jin... Please accept my condolences."

Jin Guangyao raised his head and said, "Second brother, what's going on? Why did Ah Su suddenly commit suicide? Also, why did you suddenly gather in front of Fangfei Palace and ask me to open the treasure room? Is there something you didn't tell me?"

Jiang Cheng, who arrived later, said coldly, "Zewu-jun, please explain clearly. We are all confused."

Everyone agreed, and Lan Xichen had no choice but to say, “Some time ago, several disciples of my Gusu Lan clan went hunting at night. When they passed by Mojiazhuang, they were attacked by a dismembered left hand. This left hand was filled with resentment and murderous aura, and Wangji followed it to track it down. However, after collecting all the dismembered bodies, we discovered that the murderous corpse was... my eldest brother.”

There was an uproar inside and outside the treasure room!

Jin Guangyao was extremely shocked: "Brother? Wasn't he buried? You and I saw it with our own eyes!"

Nie Huaisang suspected that he had heard wrongly, and said incoherently: "Brother? Brother Xichen? Are you talking about my brother? And your brother???"

Lan Xichen nodded solemnly. Nie Huaisang’s eyes turned pale. With a thud, he fell backwards. A group of people shouted in panic, “Sect Master Nie! Sect Master Nie!” “Physician, come quickly!” Jin Guangyao’s eyes were still filled with tears, but he seemed to be so angry that his eyes were red. He clenched his five fingers into fists and said angrily, “Divide him into pieces by five horses…Divide him into pieces by five horses! Who dares to do such a cruel thing?!”

Lan Xichen shook his head and said, “I don’t know. When we found the head, the clues were cut off.”

Jin Guangyao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "The clue is broken... So, you're looking for it here?"

Lan Xichen remained silent. Jin Guangyao seemed incredulous and asked again, "Just now you asked me to open the treasure room because you suspected... that my brother's head was with me?"

Lan Xichen even looked guilty.

Jin Guangyao lowered his head, hugged Qin Su's body, and said after a while, "... Never mind. Let's not talk about it. But second brother, how did Han Guangjun know that there was a treasure room in my bedroom? How can you determine that big brother's head is in my secret room? Jinlintai is heavily guarded. If I really did this, would I let big brother's head be discovered so easily?"

Listening to his questioning, Lan Xichen was unable to answer for a moment. Not only was he unable to answer, but even Wei Wuxian was unable to answer. Who could have expected that in such a short period of time, Jin Guangyao could not only move the head, but also use unknown methods and say something to induce Qin Su to commit suicide in public!

As his thoughts raced, Jin Guangyao sighed and said, "Xuan Yu, is this what you said to my second brother and the others? What's the point of telling a lie that will be exposed once it's revealed?"

A family head asked in confusion: "Lian Fangzun, who are you talking about?"

One person said coldly: "Who are you talking about? The one standing next to Han Guangjun."

Everyone's eyes turned to him. The man who had just spoken was Su She. He said, "Who is this person? Those of you who are not from the Lanling Jin Sect may not know him. His name is Mo Xuanyu, and he is an abandoned student of the Lanling Jin Sect. He was expelled because of his bad behavior and harassment of Lian Fangzun. According to recent rumors, he caught the eye of Han Guangjun and is now accompanying him. It is really puzzling why Han Guangjun, who is known for his elegance and righteousness, would keep such a person by his side."

Hearing him speak, Jin Ling's face was very ugly. Amid the whispers of the crowd, Jin Guangyao put down Qin Su's body, slowly stood up, put his hand on the hilt of the Hensheng sword, took a step closer to him, and said: "I won't mention the past, but please tell me the truth. Ah Su committed suicide for no apparent reason. Did you do anything about it?"

Jin Guangyao lied with a clear conscience and full of vigor! When others heard this, they naturally thought that Mo Xuanyu had a grudge against Lian Fangzun and slandered her, and at the same time, he had done something to Madam Jin to make her commit suicide. Even Wei Wuxian couldn't think of a rebuttal for a moment. What should he say? How did he see Nie Mingjue's head just now? How did he sneak into the secret room? What about the person Qin Su had seen without any evidence? What about the strange letter that could be refuted as a fabrication? This kind of defense would only make things worse! He was thinking quickly about countermeasures, and Hate Life had already been unsheathed. Lan Wangji stood in front of him, and Bichen blocked the attack.

Upon seeing this, the other cultivators drew their swords one after another. Two swords came from the side. Wei Wuxian had no weapon in his hand and could not block them. He looked back and saw a creature just lying on the wooden grid. He immediately grabbed it in his hand and drew his sword!

Jin Guangyao's eyes fixed, and he said in a lost voice: "Yiling Patriarch!"

Suddenly, all the Lanling Jin Clan's swords turned and pointed at him, including Jin Ling!

Wei Wuxian was suddenly exposed. He looked at Jin Ling's confused expression. He was still at a loss for words when facing Sui Hua's sword. Jin Guangyao said, "I didn't know that the Yiling Patriarch had returned to the world. I'm sorry for not welcoming you."

Wei Wuxian was completely confused, not knowing where he had given the secret away. Nie Huaisang said dazedly, “Third brother? What did you call him just now? Isn’t this Mo Xuanyu?”

Jin Guangyao pointed his hatred at Wei Wuxian and said, "Huaisang Aling, all of you come here. Everyone, be careful, he has pulled out his sword, he is definitely the Yiling Patriarch Wei Wuxian!"

Because the name of Wei Wuxian's sword was too embarrassing to mention, when others mentioned it, they usually referred to it as "this sword", "that sword", or "his sword". The words "Yiling Patriarch" were more horrifying than hearing that Chi Fengzun was torn apart by five horses. Those who had no intention of using swords and knives also drew their swords involuntarily and surrounded this end of the secret room. Wei Wuxian glanced at the sword lights in all directions without saying a word. Nie Huaisang said, "Whoever draws this sword is the Yiling Patriarch? Third brother, second brother Han Guangjun, I wonder if there is some misunderstanding between you two?"

Jin Guangyao said, “There is no misunderstanding. He must be Wei Wuxian.”

Jin Ling suddenly shouted, “Wait! Uncle, wait! Uncle, didn’t you whip him with the Purple Lightning Whip at Mount Dafan? His soul wasn’t pulled out, so he must not have been possessed by someone else, right? It doesn’t have to be Wei Wuxian, right?!”

Jiang Cheng looked very unhappy. He didn't say anything. He put his hand on the hilt of his sword, as if he was thinking about what to do. Jin Guangyao said, "Dafan Mountain? Yes, Ah Ling, now that you remind me, I also remember what appeared in Dafan Mountain. Wasn't he the one who summoned Wen Ning?"

Seeing that his attempt to verify the truth failed and he was refuted instead, Jin Ling's face turned pale. Jin Guangyao continued, "You all don't know. When Xuan Yu was still on the Jinlin Terrace, he saw a manuscript of the Yiling Patriarch here. This manuscript records a kind of evil magic called 'sacrifice', which uses the soul and body as the price to summon evil ghosts and evil spirits to avenge oneself. Even if Sect Master Jiang whips him with purple lightning for another hundred times, he can't verify it. Because the caster is willing to sacrifice his body, it doesn't count as taking over the body at all!"

This statement is reasonable. After being driven off the Jinlin Terrace, Mo Xuanyu felt resentful and remembered the evil magic he had seen before. He wanted revenge, so he asked the evil spirit to come and summoned the Yiling Patriarch. Everything Wei Wuxian did was to avenge Mo Xuanyu. Then it must have been Wei Wuxian who tore Nie Mingjue apart. In short, when the truth of everything is unclear, the biggest possibility is the conspiracy of the Yiling Patriarch!

But some people still doubted it: "Since this sacrifice technique cannot be verified, then it is not possible to make a conclusion based on your own judgment alone."

Jin Guangyao said, “It is indeed impossible to verify the sacrifice, but whether he is the Yiling Patriarch can be verified. Ever since the Yiling Patriarch was shattered into dust by the evil spirits under his command on top of the mass grave, his sword has been kept by our Lanling Jin Clan. But not long after, the sword was automatically sealed.”

Wei WuXian was startled: “Seal the sword?”

An ominous premonition rose in his heart. Jin Guangyao said, "I believe I don't need to explain what the Sealed Sword is. This sword has a spirit, and it refuses to let anyone other than Wei Wuxian use it, so it sealed itself. No one except the Yiling Patriarch himself can pull it out. And just now, this 'Mo Xuanyu' pulled out this sword that has been sealed for thirteen years in front of you!"

Before he finished speaking, dozens of sword beams stabbed towards Wei Wuxian.

Lan Wangji blocked all of them, and Bichen pushed several people away, clearing a path. Lan Xichen said, "Wangji!"

Several family heads who were knocked back and forth by Bichen's cold air shouted angrily: "Han Guang-jun! You..."

Wei WuXian said nothing more. He pressed his right hand on the window frame, flipped out lightly, and ran as soon as his feet touched the ground. As he ran, his mind raced: "Jin GuangYao saw that strange paper man and saw Suibian unsheathed. He must have guessed my identity at that time and immediately made up a lie to induce Qin Su to commit suicide. He then deliberately forced me to the side of the wooden frame with Suibian to induce me to draw my sword and reveal my identity. Horrible, horrible, horrible. I didn't expect him to react so quickly and lie so well!"

At this time, someone followed him, and it was Lan Wangji who caught up without saying a word. Wei Wuxian has always had a bad reputation, and it was not the first time he faced such a situation. His mentality in this life was different from that in the previous life, and he could face it calmly. Run first, and fight back if there is a chance in the future, and don't force it if there is no chance. Staying here will do nothing except getting hit by hundreds of swords, and crying out for injustice is even more ridiculous. Everyone firmly believes that he will come back for revenge one day, and wipe out hundreds of families crazily. No one will listen to his explanation, not to mention that there is a Jin Guangyao there to fan the flames. But Lan Wangji is completely different from him. He doesn't even need to explain, and naturally someone will explain for him, saying that Han Guangjun was deceived by the Yiling Patriarch. Wei Wuxian said: "Han Guangjun, you don't have to catch up!"

Lan Wangji looked straight ahead and didn't respond. The two of them left the shouting and screaming behind them. In the midst of his busy schedule, Wei Wuxian said again: "Do you really want to go with me? Think about it carefully. Once you leave this door, your reputation will be ruined!"

The two of them had already rushed down the Jinlin Terrace. Lan Wangji suddenly grabbed one of his wrists and seemed to be about to speak, but suddenly a white shadow flashed in front of him and Jin Ling stood in front of them.

Wei Wuxian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was Jin Ling. The two were about to scramble over, but Jin Ling turned aside and blocked their way again, saying, "Are you Wei Ying?!"

His face was in a state of confusion, his eyes were red, with anger, hatred, hesitation, bewilderment, and uneasiness on his face. He shouted again, "Are you really Wei Ying, Wei Wuxian?!"

Seeing him like this, with a tone that was more painful than hateful, Wei Wuxian's heart trembled, but it would only take a moment for the others to catch up with him, so he could no longer care about him. He had to grit his teeth and bypass him for the third time. Unexpectedly, he suddenly felt a chill in his stomach. When he looked down, Jin Ling had already pulled out the red-stained snow-white sword.

He didn't expect that Jin Ling would actually stab him with a sword.

Wei WuXian’s thoughts were: “Why would he have to be like his uncle? He even stabbed me in the same place.”

He couldn't remember what happened next, he just felt that he was attacking randomly, there was chaos all around, it was very noisy, very bumpy, the sound of weapons clashing and spiritual power exploding. He didn't know how long it had been, in a daze, Wei Wuxian opened his eyes, Lan Wangji was flying Bichen, he was lying on Lan Wangji's back, half of his snow-white cheek was splashed with blood.

In fact, the wound in his abdomen didn't hurt much, but it was a hole in his body after all. He had managed to hold on for a while as if nothing had happened, but this body had probably never been injured in any vital parts before, and he felt dizzy after the wound kept bleeding, which was beyond his control.

Wei WuXian called out, “…Lan Zhan.”

Lan Wangji's breathing was not as smooth as usual, but slightly rapid, probably because he had been carrying him on his back for too long and fighting frequently. But when he responded to him, his tone was as steady as ever, with just one word: "Yeah."

After saying "Hmm", he added: "I'm here."

Hearing these two words, Wei WuXian felt a feeling he had never felt before. It was like a sour feeling, a slight pain in the chest, and a slight warmth.

He still remembered the time in Jiangling when Lan Wangji came all the way to support him, but he did not appreciate it and they had all kinds of arguments, which made them very unhappy.

Unexpectedly, when everyone was afraid of him and flattered him, Lan Wangji scolded him to his face. And when everyone despised and hated him, Lan Wangji stood by him.

Suddenly, Wei WuXian said, “Ah, I remember now.”

Lan Wangji said, “Remember what.”

Wei WuXian said, “I remember now, Lan Zhan. It’s like this. I… did carry you on my back.”