Wei WuXian folded the two pieces of paper and put them back in his arms, and said in surprise: "Am I seeing things? You still have spiritual power! Congratulations. But if you didn't have any ill intentions, why did you hide the fact that you didn't lose your spiritual power?"

These two pieces of paper were not the fragments of the "Luan Po Chao" that were searched from the Jinlin Terrace, but the strange melody that Lan Wangji had written down in the forbidden book room and played by Jin Guangyao. At that time, Lan Wangji left a copy for Lan Xichen to check, and Wei Wuxian took the two copies of him and Lan Wangji and took them with him. He just took them out to deceive people, which made Su She suspicious and anxious. In addition, he had deliberately mocked Su She with words before, repeatedly provoking Su She, which really made him restless. In the end, without Wei Wuxian's reminder, Lan Wangji suddenly tried, and Su She revealed his bottom line.

Everyone dodged. Actually, it was unnecessary, because Lan Wangji's attack was just like Wei Wuxian's conversation, pressing forward step by step, leaving no room for maneuver. Su She had to respond with all his strength to avoid being at a disadvantage. He staggered back to the steps, looked down, and saw the red curse array under his feet. Lan Wangji's expression was stern, and Wei Wuxian thought to himself: "It's bad! He is going to destroy this array that has just been repaired!" Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace Novel

Sure enough, Su She bit his tongue, took a mouthful of blood, and sprayed it on the ground. The dense blood covered the dim red marks. Lan Wangji didn't bother to fight with him anymore. He drew a line on the edge of the Bichen with his left hand, trying to redraw the formation. Su She took the opportunity to take out a talisman and threw it to the ground. A burst of blue flames and smoke rolled up.

Teleporting Talisman!

The gravedigger in the tomb of Chang's family in Liyang was familiar with the swordsmanship of Gusu Lan's family, and Su Minshan was a disciple of Lan's family from another family, so he met this condition. The misty man who appeared many times was Su She!

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

Lan Wangji drew on the ground with his bleeding fingers for a while and shook his head. The new blood had completely covered and destroyed the original curse, and it could not be repaired. Wei Wuxian took his hand and wiped off the blood and ash with his sleeve, saying, "Don't draw if it's useless."

The formation was about to break and was on the verge of falling apart. The group of Moling Su's disciples looked confused. It seemed that Su She did not tell them that they were playing the wrong song, nor did he tell them how to avoid losing their spiritual power. In other words, in the original plan, these Moling Su's disciples, like everyone else, were going to die. They were afraid that others would feel resentful and seek revenge on them, so they huddled together. However, there was already panic in the Demon Cave, and few people cared about revenge on them. Several family heads grabbed their sons and told them, "When the zombies rush in later, you protect yourself and find a way to escape. You must stay alive no matter what! Do you understand?!"

Jin Ling felt a pang of sadness when he heard this, but he also expected his uncle to say the same thing. After waiting for a long time and seeing no response from him, he couldn't help but stare at him. He stared too hard, and Jiang Cheng finally turned his gaze back, the haze dissipated slightly, but he frowned: "What's wrong with your eyes?"

"..." Jin Ling said unhappily: "Nothing!"

Wei Wuxian tore off a clean sleeve to clean and bandage the wound on Lan Wangji's hand, when a figure suddenly rushed out from behind, slashing at him with a sword. Lan Wangji stretched out his right hand and flicked it, making a sound of metal and stone, and deflected the reckless sword with his bare hands. Wei Wuxian looked closely and said, "Why are you here again?"

The man was knocked back several steps by the force of the bullet and fell to the ground. It was Yi Weichun. His eyes were bloodshot and he held the sword and said, "Wei Wuxian, I don't believe a word you just said!"

Wei WuXian said, “The truth has been revealed, and Su She has already drawn his sword and fled. What else do you not believe?”

Yi Weichun swung his sword again and shouted, "I don't believe it! I don't believe anything you say!"

Hatred will blind a person's eyes and make him unwilling to acknowledge anything that benefits his enemy.

At this moment, several terrified shouts came from the front: "It's broken!"

"The formation is broken!"

“Rushed in!”

Wen Ning used his bare hands to throw away a row of ragged corpses, but he was alone after all. Without the blood array barrier, the Demon Cave could not resist the surging corpses like a black tide. The stench and roaring sounds instantly filled the entire empty cave!

Jin Ling had never seen so many corpses, and at such a close distance, and couldn't help but feel terrified. He tightly grasped the hilt of the Suihua sword, but suddenly someone opened his palm and stuffed something cold into it. He looked down and said in astonishment, "Uncle?"

Jiang Cheng supported the powerless Sandu and stood up, his body swaying slightly, and said, "If you dare to lose Zidian, try it!"

Lan Sizhui, Lan Jingyi and the others stepped forward with swords drawn, saying, "Ghost General! We are here to help you!"

Sect Master Ouyang couldn't hold his son back and couldn't stand up, so he roared, "Zizhen, come back!"

Ouyang Zizhen swung his sword vigorously and turned back to say, "Don't be afraid, Dad! I will protect you!"

Who would have thought that when he turned around, a withered claw would reach out to his throat. Sect Master Ouyang was horrified and screamed, "Zizhen!!!"

At the critical moment, a sword cut off the withered claw. Lan Qiren grabbed Ouyang Zizhen and threw him back into the crowd. He led a group of Gusu Lan's swordsmen to fight. He had rested for a long time and his physical strength had recovered. His swordsmanship was sharp, and many people were stunned. Lan Sizhui wielded the sword like the wind. Suddenly, there was a sound of metal and stone behind him. Someone helped him block a blow from behind. Lan Sizhui said in surprise: "Mr. Jin, why are you here too?"

It turned out that Jin Ling just saw other people of his age rushing forward, and he couldn't help himself. Taking advantage of Jiang Cheng's inattention, he stuffed the Purple Lightning Silver Ring back, jumped out of the crowd, and rushed to the most dangerous part of the cave entrance. Jiang Cheng wanted to chase, staggered a few steps and barely slashed a few times, only to feel that the three poisons in his hands seemed to weigh more than a thousand pounds. Two female corpses rushed over from the left and right. Jiang Cheng cursed and raised his sword to fight again, but another pair of hands tore the two female corpses to pieces, saying: "Jiang Zong..."

Jiang Cheng flew into a rage upon hearing this voice. He kicked Wen Ning away and yelled, "Get the fuck out of here!" He then roared, "Jin Ling!!!"

Lan Jingyi shuddered and said, "You'd better go back! Your uncle is going to eat people."

Jin Ling ignored Jiang Cheng's roar, which was even scarier than that of the evil corpse, and said, "You're the one going back!"

Ouyang Zizhen was caught by his father for a while, and rushed forward with a sword in hand, saying: "Wow, this is the first time I know that Mr. Lan Qiren can use a sword, and his swordsmanship is so powerful!"

Lan Jingyi said loudly: "Of course, who do you think was the swordsmanship teacher of Han Guang-jun and Ze Wu-jun before they were sixteen years old!"

Sect Master Ouyang gritted his teeth and swung his sword, shouting at the other people in the Demon Cave who were still in a daze: "What are you waiting for! If you don't kill them, you will die. These young people are all fighting, what are you still sitting there for!"

Inspired by the group of young men fighting so hard, more and more people drew their swords and joined the battle with their remaining spiritual and physical strength. Gradually, the group of corpses blocking the cave went from being so dense that they could barely form a row. After about half an hour, they became just twos and threes. The situation was actually starting to turn around!

When Lan Wangji cut the last ferocious corpse that rushed forward into two pieces with one sword, the Demon-Suppressing Cave was already piled with corpses and blood was flowing everywhere.

Everyone's body was covered in crusty black blood stains, and their chests were filled with a strong, choking smell of blood. After a hard fight, many people had collapsed to the ground, unable to get up, no different from corpses. Only a few family heads and those young men with plenty of energy could barely stand with their swords.

Lan Jingyi's eyes widened and his face turned pale. He said, "I... I have never killed so many zombies before... I killed at least thirty, no, more than forty by myself..."

Ouyang Zizhen said: "I...also...am..."

After saying this, the young men fell to the ground with a thud as if they had agreed upon it, and never wanted to get up again.

Jiang Cheng forced himself to walk in front of Jin Ling, grabbed him, and asked, "Are you hurt?"

Jin Ling's heavy breathing smelled of rust, and he said, "No, I..."

Jiang Cheng immediately slapped him to the ground and cursed, "No?! If you don't have any, I'll let you get hurt a little and learn a lesson! You little brat ignored my words, didn't you?!"

However, after this slap, he could no longer stand and sat down heavily. While taking a breath, he shifted his gaze to the two people standing closest to the outside of the Demon-Suppressing Cave.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji were both in a mess. Wei Wuxian looked fine because he was wearing black, but Lan Wangji's white clothes had been dyed into different shades of black and red, which was extremely scary. Only the meaningful headband on his body was clean. Bichen was held in his hand, and the spiritual power was still flowing steadily.

It was the first time for everyone to see Han Guang-Jun in such a disheveled state, but at this point they were all too busy to take care of themselves. One person asked, "Is it... the end..."

Upon hearing this voice, everyone thought that it was a miracle that Nie Huaisang survived such a battle and still spoke with full strength. No one had the energy to answer him. Nie Huaisang almost cried with joy: "Thank God, these zombies have finally been killed! I have survived the disaster and escaped. It is really the blessing of our ancestors!"

Infected by his emotions, several young men also cheered, and gradually more and more people joined in. Amid the cheers, someone from the Gusu Lan Clan whispered, "Sir!"

Lan Qiren's voice came immediately: "No need to help me!"

Lan Wangji looked over there and saw Lan Qiren coughing up a few more mouthfuls of blood. He waved his hands, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to regulate his breathing.

He quickly approached and felt Lan Qiren's pulse for a moment. Just as he was about to transfer his spiritual power, Lan Qiren said, "No need! My spiritual power has not yet recovered. This move will be futile."

Lan Wangji withdrew his hand and stood up. Several guests asked habitually: "Hanguang Jun, what should we do?"

After asking, they realized that this was inappropriate. However, Lan Qiren closed his eyes and seemed not to care. Lan Wangji said, "Calm down for a while and check the casualties. Treat the injured without delay."

He had always been very intimidating in the Gusu Lan Sect, and several disciples seemed to have taken a reassurance pill, and they all answered in unison: "Yes!" Even their breath was much stronger. However, before they could move, Wei Wuxian suddenly said: "Be quiet."

His face was solemn, and everyone immediately fell silent. The people who were originally cheering and excited also quieted down one by one, staring at him anxiously. The entire Demon-Suppressing Cave was completely silent except for the faint sound of breathing.

Against the backdrop of this silence, another voice became increasingly clear.

That was the sound of footsteps crushing dead branches and leaves coming from outside the Demon-Suppressing Cave.

And it was not the footsteps of one person, but dense and endless footsteps.

At this point, the people in the Demon Cave didn't even dare to breathe, and countless terrified eyes were cast outside the cave. They saw something slowly shaking and wriggling in the black woods, and it was so dark and gray that it was hard to see clearly, but with the sound of dragging footsteps, these shaking things became clearer and clearer, until even their pale cheeks, skinny hands, and red and yellow fangs were visible.

A new wave of zombies.

Moreover, there are more than the previous wave!

Everyone in the Demon Cave seemed to have seen a glimmer of hope, but the next moment, a huge despair swept across the cave, and the shadow enveloped everyone. Even the hearts of young men like Jin Ling and Lan Sizhui were completely surrounded by this numbing despair, and their limbs were stiff. Some people seemed unable to accept this hope and despair, and fainted directly, while others cried out with a weak breath, but no one had the strength to get up with a sword and fight again.

Even if Wen Ning blocked the entrance to the cave again, how long could he hold it out alone?

Suddenly, Wei WuXian said, “HanGuang-Jun!”

Lan Wangji turned around to look at him. Wei Wuxian took a breath and said, "I want to do something."

The others were also attracted by his words. Wei WuXian asked, "Will you accompany me?"

Lan Wangji stared at him and said clearly and decisively, "Accompany."

Wei Wuxian smiled and took off his black clothes.

Under the black clothes was a layer of white clothes, which had been dyed half red. However, it did not prevent him from raising his bloody palm and lowering his head to rub a few lines on it.

As the lines became clearer, the people watching his movements looked more and more incredulous, as if they were looking at a monster. Fang Mengchen stood up and asked in astonishment, "What are you going to do?"

Wei WuXian ignored him and continued to concentrate on painting.

When he stopped, what he was wearing was no longer a white shirt, but a flag.

On the one hand, it attracts all the evil and demonic things to one person, the Zhaoyin Flag!

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji stood together and waved to Lan Sizhui and the others. The younger generation gathered around them, and Jin Ling also wanted to get up, but was pushed back by Jiang Cheng.

Wei WuXian said, “When the second wave of zombies comes in later, I will lead them to the blood pool, and HanGuang-Jun will be in charge of killing them. Here,” he patted his chest and said, “there is a target, they will ignore you. Don’t fight, just rush out.”

Lan Sizhui raised his voice for once, "How can this be possible! This is absolutely not possible!"

Sect Master Ouyang had already given up trying to hold his son back. Ouyang Zizhen said, "Senior Wei, we have to kill the zombies too! I can still kill a hundred!"

Lan Jingyi had already started taking off his clothes: "I want to paint flags on my body too!"

Wei WuXian didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly stopped him, saying, “Alright, stop messing around. One target is enough, HanGuang-Jun just needs to cooperate with me to kill the zombies, and everyone else should stay out of the way.”

In the Demon Cave, no one knew how to deal with this situation.

Everyone knew what the Yin-summoning Flag was used for. However, even if there was someone willing to use his own flesh and blood to attract the zombies that were about to break through the formation in exchange for the safety of others, this person should definitely not be Wei Wuxian!

Lan Sizhui and the others wanted to talk, but Lan Wangji said, “Listen to him.”

Then, he turned to Lan Qiren and bowed deeply. Lan Qiren opened his eyes and said nothing. Lan Sizhui said, "Mr. Lan! Han Guangjun he...he..."

Lan Qiren said calmly: "It should be so."

Lan Sizhui wanted to say something: “But…!!” Wei Wuxian shouted: “Wen Ning! Clear the way!”

The black lines extending from Wen Ning's neck suddenly grew longer, almost covering most of his cheeks. He stopped trying to stop the swarm of zombies and let out a long howl from his throat, cutting a bloody path through the layers of zombies.

The second wave of zombies, having lost their obstacles, finally stepped into the Demon-Slaying Cave.

Wei WuXian pushed Lan SiZhui hard and said, “Let’s go!”