Everyone's eyes seemed to be affected by the red and white figures, and the blood vessels on the face of the middle-aged man wearing a golden robe in the corner surged, and it was hideous.
Some of the hands were too heavy to lift, and Wei Ying struggled to resist Lan Zhan's sword move.
The sky was already bright, but the city that never sleeps is still gloomy, and resentment hovers in the sky, waiting for the master's order.
The spiritual power in his body was about to dry up, and Chen Qing shouted in his mind to stop him.
Wei Ying lost his mind and didn't dodge the oncoming sword. A scar was left on his arm, and he fell to the ground casually, covered with dust, and he was half kneeling on the ground.
Lan Zhan hurriedly put away his sword and stepped forward to help him up, but was pushed by Jiang Cheng who rushed over and took a few steps back.
Taking the effort to stand up, Wei Ying smiled weakly.
weiying（weiwuxian）Jiang Cheng, I'm fine.
Jiang Cheng's eyebrows twisted into a pimple, staring at his bleeding wound, and he didn't put it down until the people around him snorted.
jiangcheng（jiangwanyin）I have eyes and can see for myself, shut up now, I don't want to listen to you.
Knowing Jiang Cheng's arrogant attributes, Wei Ying laughed again.
lanzhan（lanwangji）Wei Ying, your injury?
weiying（weiwuxian）It's okay, just a little injury.
jiangcheng（jiangwanyin）What a small injury, can't you see such a big wound? It doesn't hurt you.
Jiang Cheng also poked his wound as if he didn't think it was enough. Lan Zhan patted his hand away and looked at Wei Ying's pale face worriedly.
weiying（weiwuxian）Okay, don't worry, it's just a failure. By the way, are Senior Sister and Uncle Jiang all right?
jiangcheng（jiangwanyin）It's okay, okay...
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Jin Zixuan's voice.
The three of them hurriedly turned around and saw that Jiang Wanli was being held hostage by Jin Guangshan, and neither Jiang's nor Lan's people dared to act rashly. Wei Ying was extremely worried, because the sword Jin Guangshan pressed against Jiang Wanli's neck was dripping blood, which was her blood.
jiangcheng（jiangwanyin）Sister.
He grabbed it and wanted to rush up casually, but was stopped by Lan Huan.
Wei Ying took a deep breath, knowing that now is not the time to be reckless, let's see what Jin Guangshan wants first.
weiying（weiwuxian）Sect Master Jin, what do you mean?
lurenjia(Jin Guangshan) Wei Wuxian, give me the yin iron.
A headache, there is no such thing as yin iron in this world. Wei Ying's face was expressionless, thinking carefully about how to answer. But Jin Guangshan's patience was not so good, and he took Jiang Yinli back a little bit.
jiangyanli（shijie）Ah Xian, I'm fine.
weiying（weiwuxian）Sister, I will definitely save you.
lanhuan（lanxichen）A Xian, Yin Iron cannot fall into his hands, otherwise life will be ruined.
weiying（weiwuxian）Can't handle so much.
Jin Guangshan and the others had retreated to the edge of the cliff, and Wei Ying pulled open his shirt to reveal the diamond-shaped brand on his chest.
weiying（weiwuxian）Jin Guangshan, this is Yin Tie, let go of my senior sister.
Wei Ying took a step forward, pointed to his chest and said to him.
weiying（weiwuxian）See it? It's this diamond-shaped brand, as long as you gouge it out, the yin iron is yours.
lanzhan（lanwangji）Wei Ying......
jiangcheng（jiangwanyin）Wei Wuxian......
jiangyanli（shijie）Ah Xian, don't...
Everyone seemed to have something to say, but they could only call out his name. Wei Ying shook his head and slowly approached Jin Guangshan.
He could see that as the distance drew closer, the blood vessels on Jin Guangshan's face seemed to burst, and worms surged in the blood vessels. It seemed that this person had been controlled, who was it?
weiying（weiwuxian）Let her go, then your sword will stab like this, the yin iron is yours, do it.
With a loud shout, Jin Guangshan's hands trembled. Seeing the opportunity, Wei Ying flicked out the previously pinched rune and hit his sword. Lan Huan threw out a string and pulled Jiang Yinli over.
Watching the sword soften like noodles, Jin Guangshan's eyes were about to explode, urging the golden core in his body to explode. Wei Ying had very little spiritual power left, unable to resist the sudden powerful power, and fell into the abyss after being seriously injured.
In a daze, he seemed to hear a lot of people calling his name.
lanzhan（lanwangji）Wei Ying......
jiangcheng（jiangwanyin）Wei Wuxian, not allowed to die... Wei Wuxian......
......
Lan Zhan stood on the edge of the half-collapsed cliff and shouted loudly, tears dripping into the dust without any warning. At this moment, he was no longer the high-ranking second son of Lan, just a poor man who lost his love.
Jiang Wanli couldn't stand the blow and fainted directly. He was hugged by Jin Zixuan with a painful face, and his face was still covered with unwiped tears. Jiang Cheng stood on the cliff with Jin Ling, who was also crying incessantly, scanning the fields, trying to find that figure.
Jiang Fengmian seemed to be more than ten years old, and his figure was a little hunched. Lan Huan directed the children of the Lan family to look at the cliff, looking at his rosy eyes and bloody palms, he knew that he was not feeling well.
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