[Mo Dao Patriarch Empathy Body] Si Jun can be chased

Wei Wuxian broke free from Lan Wangji's arm, plunged into the water, and Lan Wangji followed suit.

It was easy to find, but still did not find a hole.

Not even one person can pass through.

Wei Wuxian asked, "What should we do?"

After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, "Go up first."

Wei Wuxian waved his hand and said, "... let's go up."

Both of them were exhausted, and they swam slowly to the shore, and the water was covered in bloody purple.

Wei WuXian took off his clothes, wrung them dry and shook them vigorously, and couldn't help cursing, "Are you kidding us? Originally, I was thinking that no one would come to save us, and I didn't even have the energy to kill us, so I came here to follow us." It did it. In the end, it finally died, and the bastard grandson stepped on the hole. Me. Fuck!"

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Since empathizing with each other, although Wei Wuxian has been fooling around most of the time, it is really rare for him to swear like this.

The Lan family is famous for being elegant and upright, so naturally they couldn't hear this, and their face was a little distorted.

However, except for Gusu Lan, most people can understand Wei Wuxian's mood at the moment.

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Hearing the word "fuck", Lan Wangji twitched his brows, and held back as he wanted to say something.

Wei Wuxian shook his clothes vigorously while cursing, when suddenly his feet went limp.

Lan Wangji rushed forward to support him.

Wei Wuxian supported his hand and said, "It's okay, I've exhausted all my strength. By the way, Lan Zhan, did you see that I was holding a sword in its mouth just now, where is the sword?"

Lan Wangji said, "It sank to the bottom of the water. What happened?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Sinking? Forget it."

When he was gripping the sword tightly just now, he heard overwhelming screams in his ears, his whole body was cold and his head was dizzy.

That iron sword must be something extraordinary.

This slaughtering basalt monster had eaten at least five thousand people, and when it was dragged into the turtle shell intact, many people must have been alive.

This heavy sword may be a relic of a devoured monk.

It has been hidden in the pile of tortoise shell corpses for at least 400 years, soaked in the deep resentment and pain of countless living and dead, and heard their screams.

Wei Wuxian originally wanted to put the sword away and take a good look at the piece of iron, but since it has sunk and is now trapped to death and unable to get out, then let's not mention it for now.

If it was mentioned too much, Lan Wangji would have heard the clues, which would lead to another dispute for no reason.

Wei Wuxian waved his hand, thinking, "It's really not a good thing!"

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"The resentment of the iron sword is so deep, Wei Wuxian actually wants to put it away and study it. He really deserves to be the creator of the ghost way, so he got a twisted mind so early."

Jiang Cheng frowned, wanting to say something, but held back.

Because of Wei Wuxian's inner voice at the moment, there is no way to refute it.

Jiang Yanli didn't think too much about it, although she didn't sympathize with Wei Wuxian's pain and suffering at the moment, but seeing Wei Wuxian in danger and thinking of the miserable situation when Ah Cheng brought Wei Wuxian back, Very distressed.

"Ah Xian, I have suffered."

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He shuffled forward and continued walking, Lan Wangji quietly followed behind him.

Before taking two steps, Wei Wuxian softened again.

Lan Wangji supported him again, and this time, he pressed his forehead with one hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "Wei Ying, you... are so hot."

Wei Wuxian put his hand on his forehead, and said, "You're hot too."

Lan Wangji took his hand away, and said calmly, "That's because your hands are cold."

Wei Wuxian said, "It seems a little dizzy."

Four or five days ago, he threw all the broken herbs in the sachet onto Lan Wangji's leg, and just wiped off the branded wound on his chest. He didn't have a good rest for the past few days, and just now he was writhing in the pool of corpses. , finally deteriorated.

Wei Wuxian had a fever.

After struggling to walk for a while, Wei Wuxian became more and more dizzy, unable to walk anymore, he simply sat down where he was, and asked in confusion, "Why did I get a fever so easily? I haven't had a fever for several years."

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"After receiving such a serious injury, I even gave Lan Wangji all the medicine, and got into the tortoise shell of Slaughtering Xuanwu. The pile of corpses was very dirty. It would be hell if I didn't have a fever. To be able to say something like getting a fever so easily, isn't he out of his mind?"

In this regard, most people have the same idea. In empathy, Wei Wuxian has a fever, and they also need to experience the feeling of fever, and some people who are full of malice towards Wei Wuxian want to experience it even more. Drowsy, unconscious.

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Lan Wangji didn't want to express any opinion on his "so easy", and said, "Lie down."

Wei Wuxian lay down as promised, and Lan Wangji held his hand and channeled spiritual power to him.

After lying down for a while, Wei Wuxian sat up again.

Lan Wangji said, "Lie down."

Wei Wuxian withdrew his hand and said, "You don't have to lose to me, you don't have much left."

Lan Wangji grabbed his hand again, and repeated, "Lie down."

A few days ago, Lan Wangji had no energy, and was frightened and tossed by him. Today, it was finally Wei Wuxian's turn to have no energy, so he could only let him fiddle with him.

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"Hanguang-jun looks... seems to be quite worried about Wei Wuxian?"

"After all, it's a friendship of life and death, even if Wei Wuxian is out of tune, but in this poor place, it's better to have someone to accompany you than to be alone."

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But Wei Wuxian is unwilling to be lonely even if he is lying down.

After a while, he yelled: "Hey people. Hey people."

Lan Wangji said, "What do you want?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Lie down somewhere else."

Lan Wangji said, "Where do you want to lie at this time?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Lie down with your legs."

Lan Wangji said expressionlessly, "Stop making trouble."

Wei WuXian said, "I'm serious. I'm so dizzy, and you're not a girl, so what are you afraid of lying around here?"

Lan Wangji said, "It's not a girl's house, and you can't lie down casually."

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The conversation between the two was really weird.

Seeing this, Jiang Yanli was finally sure of his guess.

It's just that she couldn't figure it out, Ah Xian didn't have any friendship with Second Master Lan, how did Second Master Lan like Ah Xian?

It must not be the Qishan Wen Sect's [-]-family talk meeting. If it was earlier, only Lan's listened to it. Ah Xian only stayed for three short months, and he was fascinated by the second young master Lan?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yanli couldn't help but gasp.

Ah Xian... is really a little... too powerful.

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Seeing his frown, Wei WuXian said, "I didn't make trouble, so you shouldn't. I'm not convinced, Lan Zhan, tell me, why?"

Lan Wangji said, "Why?"

Wei WuXian reluctantly turned over, lay down on the ground, and said, "Who doesn't say that I hate you, but actually likes me in your heart? Why do you always treat me badly when it's your turn? Let's go through this too. Is it the friendship of fate, you don't want to borrow your legs to lie down, and you want to teach me again. Are you seventy or eighty?"

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Jiang Cheng said with a contorted expression, "Wei Wuxian...can't he just sit still when he has a fever? He even tried to tease Lan Wangji like hell, does he want to die?"

Jiang Yanli at the side: "..."

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Lan Wangji said lightly, "You're burnt out."

Maybe it was really a fever, and after a while, Wei Wuxian fell asleep.

When he fell asleep, he felt that he was lying well, as if he had really laid a pillow on someone's lap, with a cool hand resting on his forehead, it was very comfortable, he was happy, he was rolling around happily, and no one scolded him yet.

Rolled to the ground, was gently patted on the head, picked up and continued to rest his legs.

But after waking up, he was still lying on the ground. At best, a pile of leaves was placed on the back of his head, making his pillow a little more comfortable.

Lan Wangji sat far away from him, lit a fire, and the light from the fire made his face like a beautiful jade, warm and gentle.

Wei Wuxian thought to himself, "It really is a dream."

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Lan Wangji breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately Wei Ying was unconscious at the time.

Lan Xichen, however, seemed to see through something, glanced at his younger brother, and said nothing.

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The way for the two of them to escape by themselves was cut off, they were trapped in the cave, and they could only wait for the rescue of Yunmengjiang Sect, and two more days passed.

For the past two days, Wei Wuxian has been suffering from a low-grade fever, waking up and sleeping.

It was only because of Lan Wangji's intermittent transmission of spiritual energy that he managed to maintain the status quo without deterioration.

Wei Wuxian said, "Ah. So boring."

Wei Wuxian: "It's really boring."

Wei Wuxian: "It's too quiet."

Wei Wuxian: "Ah—"

Wei Wuxian: "I'm hungry. Lan Zhan, get up and get something to eat. Get some bastard meat."

Wei Wuxian: "Forget it, the meat of this kind of man-eating monster must be smelly. You'd better not move."

Wei Wuxian: "Lan Zhan, why do you look like this? You're so bored. You keep your mouth and eyes closed, and you don't talk to me or look at me. You practice Zen, you monk, you? Yes, your ancestors were Monk. I forgot."

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Jin Zixuan endured and endured, but he couldn't hold back anymore, and turned to look at his brother-in-law, "Jiang Cheng, has Wei Wuxian always talked so much?"

"He's always been like that."

"Why wasn't he beaten to death? It was too noisy!" Jin Zixuan said with a dark face.

Jiang Yanli froze, "Zixuan, Ah Xian is just sick."

Jin Zixuan's expression froze, and he stammered, "A Li, I, I didn't mean that." Scratching his head, Jin Zixuan thought, this Wei Wuxian is really...

Soon, Lan Wangji rescued him, and in empathy, Lan Wangji interrupted Wei Wuxian abruptly.

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Lan Wangji said: "Quiet. You are still burning. Don't talk. Conserve your energy."

Wei Wuxian said, "You finally spoke up. How many days have we been waiting? Why hasn't anyone come to rescue us yet?"

Lan Wangji said, "I haven't arrived all day."

Wei WuXian covered his face and said, "Why is it so difficult, it must be because of being with you. It would be great if Jiang Cheng was the one who stayed, because it would be more interesting to scold him than to be with you like this now. Jiang Cheng! Where did you die! It’s almost seven days!!!”

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Jiang Cheng said with a dark face, "Wei Wuxian!!"

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Lan Wangji poked a branch into the fire, and this poke brought out a burst of sword intent, and sparks fluttered and danced chaotically.

He said coldly: "Rest."

Wei Wuxian curled up into a ball of shrimp again, faced him, and said, "Are you mistaken, I just woke up, and you asked me to rest again, is that why you don't want to see me awake?"

Retracting the branch, Lan Wangji said calmly, "You're thinking too much."

Wei Wuxian thought to himself, "It's invulnerable to oil and salt, and invulnerable to swords and guns. It's not as interesting as that Lan Zhan a few days ago, whose face was as dark as the bottom of an old pot, who spoke with a tone, and who would bite when he was in a hurry. But such a Lan Zhan It’s hard to come by, I’m afraid I won’t have a chance to see it again in the future.”

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Lan Wangji was stunned, his eyes slightly lowered, and the roots of his ears were red.

Lan Xichen at the side: "..."

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He said, "I'm so bored. Lan Zhan, let's chat. Start it."

Lan Wangji said, "When did you always rest in the past."

Wei Wuxian said: "Your opening is so boring, it's so dry that people don't want to continue. But I will save face for you, so let me take it. Let me tell you, I have always been in Lianhuawu. I don’t sleep until I’m ugly. I often stay up all night.”

Lan Wangji said, "Irregularities. Bad habits."

Wei Wuxian said, "Do you think everyone is the same as your family?"

Lan Wangji said, "It needs to be changed."

Wei Wuxian covered his ears and said, "I'm sick. I'm running a fever. Brother Lan, can you say something nice? Coax this poor me?"

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"Wei Wuxian...is he acting like a baby?" Tens of thousands of monks were stunned.

Even the cultivators who had seen Yiling Patriarch felt that they were blind. Is this really the rumored evil Yiling Patriarch?

Lan Wangji's expression was slightly cold, he was actually very unwilling to empathize with this paragraph, if possible, he wanted to skip it directly.

He didn't want anyone to see Wei Wuxian like this.

This should have been... It should have been a memory that only belonged to him.

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Lan Wangji kept silent, Wei Wuxian said, "Can't say? Well, I know. Then you can't say, can you sing? Can you sing?"

Originally, he was just talking casually, chatting with Lan Wangji to pass the time, and didn't expect him to agree at all. Who knows, after a long silence, a low and soft singing echoed in the empty cave.

Lan Wangji actually sang.

Wei WuXian closed his eyes, turned over, spread his limbs, and said, "That sounds good."

He asked, "What's the name of this song?"

Lan Wangji seemed to say something in a low voice, Wei Wuxian opened his eyes and said, "What name?"

He still hadn't heard the name of the song.

A burst of dry blood rushed to his face, his head, limbs and joints were burning with pain, and the buzzing tinnitus lingered.

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"Is anyone singing? Why can't I hear anything?"

When Lan Wangji heard his own singing, he felt panicked, but when he heard someone yelling, he couldn't help being taken aback.

"I didn't hear it either, but it seems... Wei Wuxian heard it?"

"I'm afraid Wei Wuxian had a fever himself, imagined it, how could he hear the singing? There are only Hanguang-jun and Wei Wuxian in the cave, and Wei Wuxian has a fever and is unconscious. Could it be that Hanguang-jun really sang to coax him?" Wei Wuxian?"

"It's reasonable, I'm afraid Wei Wuxian imagined it himself."

"But why does Wei Wuxian fantasize about Hanguang-jun singing to coax him? Isn't he too narcissistic?"

There were discussions one after another in his ears, but Lan Wangji heaved a sigh of relief.

It seemed...he was the only one who heard it.

Lan Xichen next to him saw Lan Wangji's relieved look, and couldn't help sighing, Wangji's thoughts were so easy to guess, you can see it right away.

Although he didn't hear the singing, but seeing Wang Ji's expression, he didn't understand anything.

Presumably, Wang Ji really sang to Mr. Wei.

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When he woke up again, Wei Wuxian opened his eyes, and what he saw was not the pitch-black dome of the cave, nor the pale and handsome face of Lan Wangji, but a wooden board with a series of funny kisses drawn on it. small head.

This is the graffiti he drew on his bedside in Lotus Pier.

Wei Wuxian was lying on his wooden couch, Jiang Yanli was reading a book with his head down, when he saw him wake up, he raised his eyebrows slightly, put down the book and called, "Axian!"

Wei Wuxian said, "Senior Sister!"

He barely got up from the couch, his limbs were no longer burning, and he was still weak, his throat was slightly dry.

Wei Wuxian asked, "I'm back? When did I come out of the cave? Did Uncle Jiang bring someone to rescue me? Where's Lan Zhan? Where's Jiang Cheng?"

As soon as the wooden door opened, Jiang Cheng walked in, dragging a white porcelain jar with one hand, and shouted, "What's it called!"

After finishing drinking, he turned to Jiang Yanli: "Sister, you made the soup. I brought it for you."

Jiang Yanli took the jar, scooped out the contents and put it in a bowl.

Wei WuXian said, "Jiang Cheng, you kid, come here!"

Jiang Cheng said, "What are you doing here? Are you going to kneel down and thank me?"

Wei Wuxian said, "It took seven days to bring someone here and you deliberately killed me?!"

Jiang Cheng said, "Are you dead? Then who is the person talking to me now?"

Wei Wuxian said, "It only takes five days at most for you to return to Yunmeng from Muxi Mountain!"

Jiang Cheng said: "Are you stupid? It only counts the time to return, not the time to go? What's more, after I go, I have to lead people all over the mountains and plains to find that old banyan tree, dig out the hole that was blocked by Wen Chao and the others, and it will take seven days. You rescued, thank Dade!"

When Wei Wuxian thought about it, he really forgot to count the time, and was speechless for a while, "It seems to be the case. But why didn't Lan Zhan remind me?"

Jiang Cheng said, "Just seeing you is enough to annoy him, and you expect him to listen carefully to what you say?"

Wei Wuxian said, "It's true!"

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Lan Wangji gave Jiang Cheng a cold look. There were already a lot of misunderstandings between him and Wei Ying, and Jiang Cheng was still deepening Wei Ying's misunderstandings, no wonder later...

This Jiang Wanyin is really annoying!

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Jiang Yanli filled the soup and handed it to him.

The soup is cut into pieces of lotus root and ribs, all of which are pink in color, the skin is slightly rotten, the aroma is rich, and it is piping hot.

Wei Wuxian hadn't eaten for several days in the burrow, so he couldn't give him something too solid all at once. This was just right. After saying thank you, Senior Sister, he held the bowl and drank it. While eating, he said, "Where's Lan Zhan? He was also rescued. Right? Are you here? Or did you go back to his house in Gusu?"

Jiang Cheng said, "Nonsense. He's not from our family, why did he come to our house? Of course he went back to Gusu."

Wei Wuxian said, "He went back alone? His house in Gusu..."

Before the words finished, Jiang Fengmian stepped in.

Wei WuXian put down the bowl and said, "Uncle Jiang!"

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Jiang Cheng and Jiang Yanli's eyes turned slightly red.

"Father..."

Jiang Cheng closed his eyes fiercely, in a short time, in a short time, there will be a bloodbath in Lianhuawu.

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Jiang Fengmian said, "Sit down."

Jiang Yanli handed Wei Wuxian a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and said, "Is it delicious?"

Wei Wuxian didn't take the handkerchief, pouted exaggeratedly, and said, "Delicious!"

Jiang Cheng said, "You don't have long hands yourself!"

Jiang Yanli wiped Wei Wuxian's mouth and chin with a smile, and happily went out with the bowl.

Jiang Fengmian sat where she had been sitting just now, looked at the white porcelain jar, and seemed to want to try it too, but Jiang Yanli had already taken the bowl away.

Jiang Cheng said, "Father, are the Wen family still unwilling to return the sword?"

Jiang Fengmian looked away and said, "They are celebrating recently."

Wei Wuxian asked, "What are you celebrating?"

Jiang Fengmian said: "Congratulations to Wen Chao for beheading the Slaughter Xuanwu Monster Beast by himself."

Hearing this, Wei WuXian nearly rolled off the bed: "The Wen family killed him?!"

Jiang Cheng sneered, "What else? You still expect them to say you killed them?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Wen Gou's nonsense is shameless, it was obviously Lan Zhan who killed him."

Jiang Fengmian smiled slightly, and said, "Really? Coincidentally, the second son of the Lan family told me that you killed him. So who did it?"

Wei Wuxian said: "We both have a share. But he is the main killer. I just got into the monster's shell and drove it out. Lan Zhan was guarding outside alone, and he fought three times with it. Time will drag it to death."

He told Jiang Cheng and his son about the main events of the past few days.

Jiang Cheng listened with a complicated look on his face, and after a while he said, "It's similar to what Lan Wangji said. So, the two of you worked together to kill it. What's yours is yours. Why leave it to him alone?"

Wei Wuxian said, "It's not pushing. I just feel that compared to him, I really didn't do much."

Jiang Fengmian nodded and said, "Good job."

At the age of 17, being able to kill a gigantic monster that is more than [-] years old is more than just a "good job".

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"Hanguang-jun said that Xuanwu was killed by Wei Wuxian, and Wei Wuxian said that Xuanwu was killed by Lord Hanguang. These two people are not greedy for merit."

Lan Wangji really didn't know, but Wei Wuxian actually told Jiang Fengmian that he killed Xuanwu.

Wei Ying, in your heart...do you really not have me at all?

Lan Xichen looked at his younger brother and sighed, "Wangji, Young Master Wei still cares about you."

"I know." But he regarded me as a friend, but I had evil intentions.

Lan Wangji closed his eyes, full of bitterness.

Although he didn't ask for a response, it was not in his heart that he didn't think of the possibility that Wei Ying would like him.

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