Like back then

Lan Zhan freed up one hand and rubbed Wei Ying's cold hands because of the pain: "Cold? Do you still have the strength to speak?"

Wei Ying still tried to smile: "You, why are you shaking?"

Lan Zhan: "Most of the time has been drawn away, and it will be over soon, soon, soon."

The more Lan Zhan talked, the more unstable his emotions became. Tears welled up and dripped onto Wei Ying's face. Wei Ying said, "I'm locked up. Help, help me, wipe it off... chants, Lan Er... da da."

Lan Zhan wiped away the tears on Wei Ying's face with shaking hands, and looked up at the demon fox: "Is there a way to relieve the pain?!"

Yaohu shook his head: "No."

Lan Zhan: "There is a way, let me share some!"

Yaohu rolled his eyes: "Do you think this is a meal? If he can't eat, you can help him eat some? There are still some growths in the back, so keep an eye on him so that you don't faint, or it will all be in vain."

Five hours later...

The golden thread coming out of Wei Ying's dantian was like a pillar, and his whole body was soaked in sweat. There was not a single inch of blood in his body, and he no longer had the strength to tremble. No matter how long Wei Ying had been in pain, Lan Zhan's heart had been gripped for as long , frowning for a long time, Wei Ying looked at Lan Zhan like this, and asked in an extremely weak voice: "Second brother, brother, Kexin... hurts? Hey, hey..."

Lan Zhan's emotions have collapsed countless times, and he couldn't laugh when he saw Wei Ying teasing like this, let alone lie: "Yes! My heart hurts! It's my fault, I shouldn't have taken care of the overall situation! I shouldn't have jumped off! I shouldn't have made you agree!"

Wei Ying: "Don't complain, you, now, now, wish, like, like, me?"

Lan Zhan: "I like it!"

Hearing these two words, Wei Ying suddenly felt that the pain was already numb, his body was injected with a warm current, and tears rolled down his cheeks: "I, I shouldn't. If you are good, good, and pursue me, I, only, will, agree .”

Lan Zhan: "Good!"

Gusu Lan's Yunshen didn't know where he lived...

Lan Xichen: "Uncle, there is news from Yunmeng."

Lan Qiren: "How's it going?"

Lan Xichen: "Meng Yao has gained Wen Ruohan's trust. One of the supervision offices that Wen's is supervising is located in Yunmeng. I want to..."

Lan Qiren: "What do they want?"

Lan Xichen: "I want to expropriate Jiang's house."

Lan Qiren slammed the teacup on the table heavily: "It's too deceitful!"

Lan Xichen: "Uncle supervised it, but... accompanied by Wen Zhuliu, it should be under surveillance."

Lan Qiren: "Where is Nie's?"

Lan Xichen: "Zun Chi Feng has been training troops in secret, ready to attack the Evernight Sky at any time, and the Jin family has also secretly sent out a lot of silver to hoard weapons to attract guests."

Lan Qiren: "How are your two younger brothers...?"

Lan Xichen's expression turned ugly: "He...they..."

Lan Qiren let out a long sigh: "Let's talk."

Lan Xichen: "When I met Wen Chao, I jumped off the mass grave in Yiling..."

Lan Qiren frowned tightly: "Can I go find it?"

Lan Xichen: "It's the critical period. Don't dare to act rashly. I have already sent a letter to Senior Baoshan. I hope there is a way to help the two of them."

The hermitage of scattered people in Baoshan...

Baoshan Sanren sat at the table with his forehead supported. Xiao Xingchen poured tea for the master and asked, "Does the master have something on his mind?"

Baoshan Sanren: "My Xianxian and that Lan Er! They fell into a mass grave."

Xiao Xingchen: "Disciple, go find the two of them now."

Baoshan Loose Cultivator: "No need, I knew about it before the Lan family sent the letter. I sensed that your senior sister's King Die went to the mass grave."

Xiao Xingchen: "But the senior sister can't take care of herself at Wen's, how can she spare time to help the two children?"

Baoshan Loose Cultivator: "She didn't go, but King Die went, and the walking corpses in the mountains can't hurt them."

Xiao Xingchen: "Then why is Master still so worried? But...there is another strange thing in the mountain?"

Baoshan Sanren: "Well... there is a spirit weapon naturally tempered by absorbing grievances in the mountain. Its body is extremely dark. If you encounter ten of them, there is nothing you can do. Everything depends on the good fortune of the two of them."

Yiling Mass Burial Mound...

One day later, Wei Ying was in pain and lost his former appearance, his whole body seemed to be pumped out, limply paralyzed in Lan Zhan's arms, he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth, he could only judge from the shape of his mouth: "Lan Zhan! "

Lan Zhan: "I'm here!"

Wei Ying, who swallowed a mouthful of saliva, struggled to make a sound: "It hurts! ... cramping ... bone cutting ... hurts!"

It's been a day, he watched Wei Ying in his arms twitching involuntarily in pain, trembling that he couldn't even stop the body charm, watching him lose his color a little bit, watching him sweating profusely in pain but still wanting to be with himself Jokingly comforting himself, after twelve hours of torture, he just said that he was in pain, and this pain made Lan Zhan's heart feel as if being cut into pieces by a thousand knives, Lan Zhan bowed his head and kissed the person in his arms. Forehead: "I am! Always!"

Wei Ying didn't have the strength to speak, so he could only say in his heart: Lan Zhan, it's good to have you hugging me, although it hurts, but I feel at ease in my heart, your kiss is also really good, when I get better, I want to kiss you like this forehead, to tell you, I am also there, and I like you, I have liked you since the womb.

Lan Zhan suddenly thought of the hidden golden butterfly perched on the tree, raised his head, and said in a pleading tone: "You are transformed by Auntie's spell, Auntie will not bear Wei Ying to be tortured like this, can you do something?!"

After finishing speaking, the golden butterfly remained indifferent, Lan Zhan lowered his head in disappointment, suddenly one golden butterfly started to flap its wings, and then a hundred golden butterflies flew down together like a chain reaction, all surrounded the 'Chen Qing', following the vibration of the wings, Speeding up, the gold wire gushing out of Wei Ying's body doubled, and the speed was several times faster than before. The sudden acceleration of withdrawal made Wei Ying's pain reach an unspeakable level: "Ah!~" Finally endured I couldn't help but screamed, and after the sound, the golden thread disappeared, all the golden butterflies turned into dust, and 'Chen Qing' suddenly fell to the ground.

Lan Zhan hugged the fainted Wei Ying, anxiously saying, "Wei Ying! Wei Ying!"

The demon fox on the side walked to the side of 'Chen Qing', listened, and said: "Okay, don't yell, let him sleep! Those golden butterflies have increased the speed of offering pills several times, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain , you’re right! When he wakes up and communicates with ‘Chen Qing’, he will naturally know what to do next.”

Lan Zhan: "Is there a place for him to cultivate?"

Yaohu said impatiently: "You people are troublesome, let's go! I have a hut, and I will lend you two days."

Lan Zhan: "Why don't you lead the way when offering the pill?"

Yaohu: "You didn't ask me either, it started when he lay down, and he couldn't be moved after it started, nor could he stop the alchemy."

Lan Zhan hugged Wei Ying and stopped talking, just quietly followed behind Yaohu.

Arriving at a thatched hut, Lan Zhan put Wei Ying on the bed, asked Yaohu if there was a place to boil water, then busily fetched and boiled water, and came back to help Wei Ying wipe his body. Yaohu doesn't have men's clothes here, Lan Zhan So he took off his close-fitting underwear to help Wei Ying change, and then covered the quilt.

After everything was settled, Lan Zhan sat by the bed and called out the Wangjiqin, and began to play the healing tune. Although Wei Ying was in a dream, his expression eased when he heard the tune, and Lan Zhan felt relieved.

Wei Ying slept for three whole days. When he opened his eyes, he saw Lan Zhan sitting on the bedside holding his hand and writing in his palm. Although it was a little itchy, Wei Ying still wanted to wait for him to finish writing. But after waiting for a long time, the word 'Wei Ying' was just repeated.

Wei Ying spoke hoarsely, "Lan... Zhan."

Lan Zhan raised his head sharply: "Are you awake? Do you want some water?"

Wei Ying: "Yes."

Lan Zhan poured a glass of warm water, helped Wei Ying to sit up, and carefully brought it to his mouth to feed him.

After moistening his throat, he said, "I passed out?"

Lan Zhan: "Yes."

Wei Ying touched his dantian subconsciously: "Failed?"

Lan Zhan: "Successful, Aniang's Kingdee helped you."

Wei Ying breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay, what about 'Chen Qing'?"

Lan Zhan took out the ghost flute: "You haven't recovered yet, don't act too hastily."

Wei Ying: "Well, don't worry, I just look at it first."

The moment Wei Ying reached out his hand to touch Chen Qing, Wei Ying felt an unfamiliar qi surge in his body, and instantly understood what the fox demon said, he could know what the spiritual weapon was thinking. He felt that he could hear "Chen Qing" Love' was talking to him, but he didn't hear it with his ears.

Lan Zhan: "Is there something strange?"

Wei Ying waved his hand, signaling Lan Zhan not to speak yet.

Later, Wei Ying felt "Chen Qing"'s absolute respect and obedience to his master, as well as the ability to control ghosts and walking corpses that the demon fox said before, and what "Chen Qing" knew about the past and present of every wronged soul, countless The wronged soul threw the voices of begging for help, roaring, and complaining to Wei Ying like crazy. For a while, Wei Ying felt a splitting headache and threw the 'Chen Qing' out.

Lan Zhan stepped forward and hugged Wei Ying, who had a headache and was about to go crazy: "Wei Ying! Wei Ying! I'm here! Wake up!"

After gradually calming down in Lan Zhan's arms, Wei Ying slowly opened his eyes: "Lan Zhan, they, they all died terribly. We must get rid of the scourge of Wen's."

Lan Zhan hugged Wei Ying as he did when he was a child, comforting him: "Okay, you rest first, I will accompany you, don't rush for a while."

Wei Ying: "I can also feel the spiritual consciousness of 'Chen Qing', Lan Zhan, it is kind and can help us."

Lan Zhan still kept his movements and didn't let go: "Okay, Wei Ying, you need to rest, we'll talk about it tomorrow." At this time, Lan Zhan didn't want to discuss anything, he just wanted to let Wei Ying in his arms rest at ease. Don't think about it, just sleep with peace of mind.