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Wen's Chamber...

Wen Ruohan sat upright on the table: "Chao'er is not young anymore, when all the disciples from all the families are here, you can arrange the training."

Wen Ruohan's second son, Wen Chao, glanced sideways at his elder brother Wen Xu, and smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth: "Chao'er will definitely do his best to handle this matter well."

Wen Xu: "Father, that Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian..."

Wen Ruohan: "The medicine officer and Nagasawa and his wife both have important business to do, so please take care of it yourself."

Wen Chao had a sinister smile on his face: "Son understands, please rest assured father and brother." Before he finished speaking and went out, he gave Wen Xu another look with disdain.

After his younger brother left, Wen Xu said, "Father, what about that unclean deputy envoy in Ke Qingyuan?"

Wen Ruohan: "Even if you intend to seek refuge, don't treat him badly. This training is a big deal. Let him accompany Chao Er to welcome Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian. If the medicine officer and Nagasawa know what..."

Wen Xu: "If the pharmacist and the others know something, the son will bring Meng Yao's head to see his father before then."

Wen Ruohan nodded lazily: "Well, you are a sensible child, go ahead and make arrangements for your brother."

Wen Xu cupped his hands: "Yes." Then he exited the meeting room.

Two days later, the disciples from each family arrived at Qishan one after another. Lan Zhan and the two were about to go to Wen's. As soon as they were tidy up, someone knocked on the door: "Young masters."

The two looked at each other, knowing in their hearts that it was Mr. Qingheng's voice. Wei Ying ran over and opened the door and asked, "Is there something wrong with the shopkeeper?"

Qingheng-jun stepped into the house, closed the door with his hand back: "There is something to do, the person whom the young master asked to pay attention to has arrived."

He went into the room and found a pen and paper to write down: The second son Wen Chao needs to be careful, Meng Yao is one of his own, don't get hurt.

Wei Ying: "Where is the person?"

Lan Zhan wrote: How is mother?

Mr. Qingheng: "Let's have dinner downstairs." His subordinates wrote: You two are afraid of a catastrophe, and the overall situation is the most important thing.

After writing the last four words, Mr. Qing Heng's pen was so heavy that he almost wrote the four words 'the overall situation is the most important' with trembling hands. Lan Zhan nodded and wrote: Don't worry, take care.

Wei Ying: "Thank you shopkeeper!"

Qingheng Jun: "If you take someone's money, you must do business with them. You two are busy, I will go down first."

Lan Zhan: "Okay."

Wei Ying: "Jiang Cheng is here."

Lan Zhan: "Well, let's go separately, you and I may not be able to reach Wen's smoothly, don't let him worry."

Wei Ying nodded, found a pen and paper, left the book for Xiao Er, and asked him to pass it on to Jiang Cheng:

"Jiang Cheng:

This trip is bumpy, try your best to protect yourself, and don't speak out when you encounter anyone with doubts!Wait until we meet again!Burn it after reading it.

Wei Wuxian. "

After leaving the inn, Lan Zhan, Wei Ying, and Mr. Qingheng who stayed at the inn all looked solemn. Everyone understood the meaning of the words "the overall situation is the most important". For the first time, the two teenagers felt their lives I am closely connected with the people next to me, and besides the tension and anxiety, there is a trace of joy and sweetness.

Not long after leaving the inn, two people dressed as disciples of the Wen family came towards them, stood in front of them and cupped their hands: "Are you the second son of the Lan family and Mr. Wei?"

Wei Ying looked up and down the visitor, luckily Lord Qingheng had asked him in advance, Meng Yao was among the two: "Well, who are you?"

The visitor replied respectfully: "We are the second son of the Wen family in Qishan, Wen Chao's domestic slave. The second son heard that two distinguished guests are coming, so he specially sent us to welcome them."

Wei Ying: "No need, thank you, Second Young Master, for your kindness, we'd better just go there and meet up with the disciples of other aristocratic families."

The two didn't get up: "The second son said that he must invite the two distinguished guests back, and also ask the two sons not to embarrass the villain."

Lan Zhan took a step forward and pushed Wei Ying behind him: "Okay, please lead the way."

Wei Ying secretly glanced at Lan Zhan, with smiles on his brows and eyes, and said to himself: I still don't admit it!Why don't you come to me right away if something happens? !

Following behind, Wei Ying lazily said, "Do all of you Wen's disciples call themselves house slaves?"

The person leading the way ignored him and just continued walking ahead. Wei Ying looked at Lan Zhan and said, "Are you sure we want to go with these two mutes?"

Lan Zhan: "Yes."

Wei Ying stopped talking and walked side by side with Lan Zhan.

The person who led the way did not go to Wen's, but directly took Wei Ying and the others to an open wasteland, where a handsome but greasy boy was already waiting for them.

Meng Yao quickened her pace, trotted over, and cupped her hands: "Second Young Master."

Wen Chao didn't even move his eyelids, hummed, looked directly at Wei Ying and Lan Zhan and said, "My lords, do you have the guts to go with Wen?"

Wei Ying: "It's all here, Mr. Wen lead the way." Then he glanced at Meng Yao: "Although we don't meet many times, I still remember this uncle's famous Deputy Envoy. Slave, but I am wronged."

Meng Yao smiled: "Young Master Wei has good eyesight, Meng just chooses a good tree to live in, so he won't be honored by Young Master Wei's praise."

Impatiently, Wen Chao turned around to Yujian, and Wei Ying and the two followed closely behind. After Yujian for a while, Wen Chao stopped in the air and took out a sachet from his arms: "Ming people don't speak secretly, this incense Can the two young masters know each other?"

Wei Ying: "Young Master Wen, you are really interesting. Why do we two big men know about sachets?"

Lan Zhan: "Sister?"

Wei Ying: "What?!"

Lan Zhan: "This is the sachet that Jin Zixuan gave my sister."

Wei Ying: "Wen Chao! Why are you talking straight! Where's my sister?!"

Wen Chao smiled disdainfully: "Don't worry, let's negotiate terms, everything is easy to talk about, first I send you good news, your mother and Mr. Wei's father are not dead."

The two are smart, and they both have surprised expressions, Wei Ying: "What?!"

After getting the desired reaction, Wen Chao continued: "They are all discerning people, good birds choose trees to live in, and my Wen family's sycamore tree did not treat a few elders badly. Please help me, you two."

Wei Ying: "Isn't it true that smart people don't talk in secret? You don't talk nonsense? You talk but you fart."

Wen Chao's face turned ugly: "It's always hard to concentrate when you're worried about things, and I can't do murder... The mass graves in Yiling are right under our feet. Compared with other places, there are more ghosts and ghosts. With two The skill of this young master can only come out after being trapped for three to five days at most, if the two of you are not good at learning and die here... that is God's will, Wen will set up a monument for you, so that you can pay your respects."

Wei Ying laughed, "For that reason, we're going to jump off to feed the ghosts? Wen Chao, do you think we're fools?"

Wen Chao: "Of course not, otherwise I wouldn't have to trouble Deputy Envoy Meng to invite Miss Jiang to Qishan."

Wei Ying: "Sister is here?!"

Wen Chao: "One elder sister, two mothers, and one father, I don't know if it's worth the dance for the two young masters."

Wei Ying: "How about this, I jump down, and you take Lan Zhan back as a hostage, wouldn't it be more likely to win? How about it?"

Wen Chao sneered: "Mr. Wei, don't be joking. Who doesn't know that you and Mr. Lan are siblings, and grew up like Siamese twins since childhood. If I let you jump off and bring him back, wouldn't it be that I brought back a handful of hangings?" The sharp sword on the top of the head? Two young masters~ Hurry up, I have to hurry back and return to my life."

Lan Zhan met Wei Ying's eyes and nodded slightly. Wei Ying said, "Wen Chao, you son of a bitch! I'll wait for Grandpa to come out alive! I'll be the first to seek revenge on you! And Meng Yao! You are a bastard!"

Wen Chao said proudly, "We're waiting for Mr. Wei."

At this time, Meng Yao suddenly slapped Lan Zhan from behind, and Lan Zhan was so focused on Wei Ying that he was negligent, and fell from the sword unsteadily, before he could speak, Wei Ying also jumped down, shouting: "Bichen! Whatever! Catch Lan Zhan!"

Wen Chao glanced at Meng Yao: "Deputy Envoy Meng is decisive, I will definitely explain to my father when I get back, and I will give it a credit."

Meng Yao cupped her hands: "I live in Wen's, and I'm just doing things for the master."

Fortunately, Wen Chao was always proud and didn't want to look people in the eye, so he didn't notice that Meng Yao's hands were trembling under his wide sleeves, and his eyes were fixed on the direction where the two fell under the miasma.

At the same time, the two spirit swords quickly descended to look for Lan Zhan, but halfway through the heavy resentment, the connection between the master and the spirit sword was blocked, and the spiritual power link that could be felt was weak. , grabbing Lan Zhan's hand, under the layers of miasma, Wei Ying hugged Lan Zhan: "It's okay, it's okay."

Seeing a blue light flickering around him, Lan Zhan called out, "Bichen! Whatever you want!"

Following the master's voice, the two swords successfully found the two of them. Lan Zhan turned over forcefully so that Wei Ying, who was originally on the side, lay on top of him, and the two swords blocked Lan Zhan's body together: "The resentment is too heavy, and the spiritual power cannot be exerted. Steady, it might hurt in a while."

Wei Ying: "It hurts?!"

Before he finished speaking, he and Lan Zhan felt himself and Lan Zhan fall to the ground with a bang. Although Wei Ying, who was lying on Lan Zhan, was hugged tightly, he still felt a great impact, as if he was going to bounce himself off, and it was too late. Talking, one rolled over and fell to the ground, reaching out to pull Lan Zhan: "Lan Zhan! Are you okay?"

Lan Zhan didn't reply, but another sentence: "Lan Zhan! Are you okay?! Say something!"

Lan Zhan looked at Wei Ying, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, a mouthful of blood spewed out, "No...cough, cough, it's all right."

Pulling Lan Zhan to sit up, Wei Ying helped him stroke his back, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve indiscriminately: "Why did you vomit blood?! What's going on? Why did you vomit blood? What's wrong? "

Lan Zhan pulled Wei Ying's wrist: "You are too heavy."

I wanted to make a joke to let Wei Ying relax, but Wei Ying slapped himself backhanded, and a palm mark appeared on his face immediately: "I'm such a bastard! I tried to hold you, but in the end I pushed you down! "

Lan Zhan was stunned by Wei Ying's slap, he wanted to touch his face, but he was afraid of appearing hypocritical, so he lowered his hand and said, "You, I don't blame you, there is too much resentment here, and it's not easy to display spiritual power. It’s better to lose one than both, put away your swords, and let’s look around first.”

Lan Zhan stood up, Wei Ying: "Are you all right?"

Lan Zhan: "Well, it's just a hard fall, it's okay."