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

With a flicker of sight, Baifeng Mountain is no longer in front of me.

On the long street, people come and go, and the disciples of various families walk with swords, talking about the current situation in the world, and they are full of high spirits.

Wei Wuxian was on a tall building, leaning leisurely against the vermilion beauty, with one hand hanging down, holding an exquisite black pottery jug, half of the jug's bright red tassels were on his arm, and half was hanging on his arm. Swaying leisurely in mid-air.

Ever since the Qishan Wen Sect collapsed, the ever-prosperous City of Nightless Immortals disappeared in a flash and became an abandoned capital.

A large number of monks sought new places of activity and diverted them to various new cities, among which the most flocked to Lanling, Yunmeng, Gusu, and Qinghe.

Wei Wuxian often hangs around the streets of Yunmeng. Although the Sun Shooting Campaign is over and Lianhuawu has been rebuilt, he can no longer find the warmth of the past.

The disciples in Lianhuawu were all unfamiliar faces. The monkey-like juniors he was familiar with who refused to walk properly, and those domestic servants who winked and refused to salute honestly, all of them had long since disappeared.

If in the past, Wei Wuxian could still show off his superb swordsmanship with a sword, but now he can't.

Looking at the figure dancing sword in the school yard, he would remember that he could no longer carry anything casually, and there seemed to be a black hole in his heart, which swallowed all the warmth in his body, except for the cold.

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Nie Huaisang waved his fan, and couldn't help thinking that when he was studying in Yunshen, almost everyone's children from aristocratic families liked to surround Wei Wuxian.

As for why it is said to be almost, it is because the children of the Lan family are famous for being elegant and upright. Except for a few outliers, the Lan family will not mess around with Wei Wuxian, and Lan Wangji is the leader among them.

When empathizing, Wei Wuxian once said a word, there is no child in the Yan family who doesn't like him.

These words are not false.

Now, Wei Wuxian has ended up in a situation of being alone and alone, which has to be embarrassing.

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Suddenly, the pedestrians around lowered their voices slightly, and their eyes turned to the end of the long street in unison.

Wei Wuxian sensed something strange, looked downstairs, followed the sight of the pedestrians to the other side of the long street, a young man in white with a qin and sword on his forehead was slowly approaching.

This man's face is extremely handsome, but his whole body seems to be shrouded in frost and snow.

Before he got close, all the monks consciously kept quiet and paid attention to him.

Someone with a bit of a reputation boldly stepped forward to salute, saying: "Hanguang-jun."

Wei Wuxian didn't expect to see Lan Wangji in Yunmeng, and he couldn't help thinking of the past when Yun Shen didn't know where he was studying, and suddenly smiled, making the pretty girls around him throw flowers at Lan Wangji.

Lan Wangji nodded slightly to the salutes of the monks on the street, and returned the salute meticulously without stopping.

The other monks didn't dare to bother Lan Wangji too much, and retreated consciously.

A girl in colorful clothes passed by Lan Wangji, and suddenly threw something on Lan Wangji.

Lan Wangji quickly caught the thing, looked down, and saw it was a snow-white flower bud.

The buds are delicate and fresh, still dewy.

Lan Wangji was silent when another graceful figure walked towards him and threw a small light blue flower with his hands.

It was aimed at his heart, but it accidentally hit him on the shoulder, and was caught by Lan Wangji again, looking away, the woman giggled, covered her face and ran away without any shyness.

The third time, it was an immature girl with combed hair and double dolls, bouncing over, holding a bunch of flower branches with sporadic red buds in both hands, threw it to his chest, turned and ran away.

Again and again, Lan Wangji had picked up a bunch of colorful flowers and branches, and stood on the street with a blank expression on his face.

The monks who knew Mr. Hanguang on the street wanted to laugh but dared not laugh, pretending to be serious, but their eyes kept drifting this way; ordinary civilians who didn't know him already pointed.

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Nie HuaiSang carefully glanced at Lan WangJi, thought for a while, and said, "HanGuang-Jun, I see...Brother Wei treats you differently than others."

Everyone in the empathy can feel that when Lan Wangji didn't show up, although Wei Wuxian drank wine leisurely and seemed to be unrestrained, in fact, the depression in his heart was almost suffocating. For Wei Wuxian It's unbelievable for someone like Xian to have such emotions.

However, when Wei Wuxian saw Lan Wangji approaching slowly at the end of the long street.

They seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming, and Wei Wuxian's sorrow and depression disappeared in an instant.

If they still can't realize that to Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji is special, they can pour a little more water into their minds.

Lan Wangji naturally also felt the difference, but... he knew clearly that he and Wei Ying would break up unhappy in what happened next.

Thinking about what he said at that time, Lan Wangji lowered his eyes sadly.

At that time, he didn't know what Wei Wuxian had lost, and what he said, every single word, was heard by Wei Ying's ears, and every word was probably like a knife.

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Wei Wuxian played with the peony in his hand, seeing that Lan Wangji had already arrived downstairs, he threw the peony in his hand, and it landed in Lan Wangji's hair.

Lan Wangji was lowering his head in thought, when suddenly his hair became heavy. He raised his hand, and a pink peony in full bloom landed on his temple impartially.

Wei WuXian smiled and said towards the downstairs, "Lan Zhan—" Before he finished speaking, he realized that the title was inappropriate, so he quickly changed it, "Ah, no, Hanguang-jun, what a coincidence?"

As soon as he made a sound, Lan Wangji looked over.

"It's you."

Wei Wuxian shook the jug in his hand, "It's me, the one who would do such silly things, of course it's me. Why do you come to Yunmeng when you're free? If you're not in a hurry, come up and have a drink?"

A few young girls gathered around him, they squeezed on top of the beauty, they laughed and said: "Yes, sir, come up and have a drink!"

These girls were the ones who threw flowers at him just now, it was self-evident who instigated this behavior.

Lan Wangji lowered his head, turned around and left.

Wei Wuxian was not surprised to see that he couldn't tease him, he clicked his tongue, rolled down the beauty bed, and took a sip of the wine in the jug with his head up.

Unexpectedly, after a while, there was a burst of footsteps that were neither heavy nor heavy, nor hurried.

Lan Wangji climbed the stairs steadily, and entered with the help of the curtain. The beaded curtain was tinkling, and the sound was crisp like a melody.

He put the pile of flowers that hit him just now on the small case, and said, "Your flowers."

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"Hanguang-jun really went up?"

"Maybe he came to Yunmeng just to find Wei Wuxian?"

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Wei Wuxian turned to the small case, and said, "You're welcome, I'll send you off, these are already your flowers."

Lan Wangji said, "Why?"

Wei Wuxian said, "No reason, I just want to see how you react when you encounter this kind of thing."

Lan Wangji said, "Boring."

Wei WuXian said, "It's because you're bored, otherwise why would you be so bored that you're pulled up... Hey hey, don't go, you're already here, why don't you go after a couple of drinks?"

Lan Wangji said, "No alcohol."

Wei Wuxian said, "I know that alcohol is banned in your house. But this is not where Yunshen is unknown, so it doesn't matter if you have a couple of drinks."

The girls immediately took out new wine cups, filled them and pushed them to the pile of flowers.

Lan Wangji still didn't intend to sit down, but he didn't seem to intend to leave either.

Wei Wuxian said: "It's rare for you to come to Yunmeng, and you really don't taste the fine wine here? However, although the wine is beautiful, it is still not as good as your Gusu emperor's smile. It is really the best in the wine. There will be a chance in the future If I go to your Gusu again, I must hide him and drink it all in one breath. Tell me, what’s the matter with you, you don’t sit if you have a seat, you insist on standing and sitting.”

All the girls booed one after another: "Sit down!" "Sit down!"

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"Wei Wuxian is so beautiful, surrounded by so many beautiful girls." These words sound sour.

Someone heard it and sneered, "Do you think Wei Wuxian doesn't even dare to approach him now, so which girl would surround him? In my opinion, these beautiful girls around him are probably not normal people."

When Lan Wangji heard this, he couldn't help but tighten his grip on Bichen.

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Lan Wangji's light-colored eyes coldly sized up these extremely beautiful girls, and then fixed his eyes on the shiny black flute with red tassels tied around Wei Wuxian's waist.

He seemed to be bowing his head in thought, considering his words.

Seeing this, Wei Wuxian raised one eyebrow, somewhat anticipating what he would say next.

Sure enough, Lan Wangji said slowly, "You shouldn't be with non-human beings all day long."

The smiles on the faces of the girls booing around Wei Wuxian disappeared in an instant.

The veil flutters, blocking out the sunlight from time to time, and the inside of the building is flickering.

Looking at it now, their snow-white faces seemed a little too white, bloodless, even livid, and their eyes were fixed on Lan Wangji, giving rise to a chill for no reason.

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"Ah—these girls... are all..." The monk who envied Wei Wuxian's good fortune suddenly turned pale with fright when he learned that they were all female ghosts.

The rest of the monks also looked at the man quite speechlessly, shook their heads and said nothing.

For Wei Wuxian, you can't judge it with common sense. Who knows what will happen in the next second?

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Wei Wuxian raised his hand, telling them to step aside, shook his head, and said, "Lan Zhan, the older you are, the more boring you are. You're so young, and you're not seven or eighty, why do you always learn from your uncle, always thinking about teaching others?" .”

Lan Wangji turned around, took a step closer to him, and said, "Wei Ying, you should go back to Gusu with me."

"..." Wei Wuxian said, "It's been a long time since I heard this sentence. The Sun Shooting Campaign is over, I thought you would have given up a long time ago."

Lan Wangji said: "The last time you hunted in Baifeng Mountain, did you notice some signs?"

Wei Wuxian asked, "What's the sign?"

Lan Wangji said, "Out of control."

Wei Wuxian said, "You mean I almost got into a fight with Jin Zixuan? I think you made a mistake. Whenever I see Jin Zixuan, I always want to fight."

Lan Wangji said, "And what you said later."

Wei WuXian said, "What? I talk so much every day, I've already forgotten what I said two months ago."

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"Two months, it seems that at this time, two months have passed since the hunting at Baifeng Mountain."

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Lan Wangji looked at him, as if he could tell at a glance that he was just talking casually, took a breath, and said, "Wei Ying."

He stubbornly said: "The way of ghosts damages the body and damages the mind."

Wei Wuxian seemed to have a headache, and said helplessly, "Lan Zhan... I have heard enough of these words, haven't you said enough? You said it hurt my body, but I'm fine now. You said it hurt my heart, but I It didn't become too frenzied."

Lan Wangji said: "It's not too late now, you won't be able to regret it later..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Wuxian's expression changed, he stood up suddenly, and said, "Lan Zhan!"

The group of girls were behind him, all of them had red eyes unknowingly, Wei WuXian said, "Don't move."

So, they bowed their heads and backed away, but they still stared at Lan Wangji.

Wei Wuxian said to Lan Wangji, "How should I put it. Although I don't think I will regret it, I also don't like others to predict what will happen to me in the future."

After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, "I was the one to be rude."

Wei Wuxian said, "It's okay. But it seems that I really shouldn't have invited you up. I'm taking the liberty today."

Lan Wangji said, "No."

Wei Wuxian smiled slightly, and said politely, "Is that so? It's fine if you don't have one."

He drank the remaining half glass of wine in one gulp, and said, "But anyway, thank you, I'll just treat you as caring about me."

Wei WuXian waved his hand, and said, "Then don't bother HanGuang-Jun, let's see each other again."

On the way back to Lianhuawu, Wei Wuxian's face was extremely ugly. When the monks saw him on the way, they all avoided him.

This made Wei Wuxian feel even more uncomfortable.

Damage to the body, damage to the heart.

Didn't he know it himself?

No, no one knows him.

But he was carrying too much, and the heavy burden could not be unloaded at all.

Hunting in Baifeng Mountain two months ago, he has gradually realized that his situation is getting worse and worse. Before he has done anything evil, Jin Zixun has already claimed that the way he cultivated is evil and heretics. He has heard a lot of people talking about it since then, even on the streets of Yunmeng, he has heard a lot of it.

He originally wanted to destroy the Yinhu Talisman after the Sun Shooting Campaign, but now... he has no choice but to hold the Yinhu Talisman in his hand as a means of deterring others.

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Wei Ying...

Lan Wangji lowered his head and smiled wryly. He advised Wei Wuxian back then, even though Wei Wuxian disliked him, he stubbornly wanted to persuade him to return to the right path.

But he didn't know that Wei Wuxian had already lost his way.

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When Wei Wuxian returned to Lianhuawu, Jiang Cheng was wiping his sword, raised his eyes, and said, "You're back?"

Wei Wuxian said, "I'm back."

Jiang Cheng said, "You have a bad face, could it be that you met Jin Zixuan?"

Wei Wuxian said, "It's worse than meeting Jin Zixuan. Guess who it is."

Jiang Cheng said, "Give me a hint."

Wei Wuxian said, "Lock me up."

Jiang Cheng frowned, "Lan Wangji? Why did he come to Yunmeng?"

Wei WuXian said, "I don't know. He's wandering in the street. He's here to find someone. He hasn't mentioned this issue for a long time after the Sun Shooting Campaign, and now it's starting again."

Jiang Cheng said, "Who told you to stop him first?"

Wei Wuxian said, "How did you know that I called him to stop first?"

Jiang Cheng said: "Do you still need to ask? When not! You are also strange. You obviously broke up with him every time, so why do you tirelessly try to displease him every time?"

Wei Wuxian choked, his eyebrows drooping.

Feeling extremely uncomfortable, he took a sip of wine and said, "Am I bored?"

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"Wangji, you also don't know about it, don't blame yourself, just treat Mr. Wei better in the future." Lan Xichen really didn't know what to say to comfort his brother.

Lan Wangji silently nodded.

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Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes, then turned his gaze back to the sword.

Seeing him rubbing the three poisons again, Wei Wuxian looked away, and said, "How many times a day do you wipe this sword?"

Jiang Cheng said, "Three times. Where's your sword? How long has it been since you wiped it?"

Wei Wuxian took a bite of a pear, and said, "Throw it in the house, once a month is enough to wipe it."

Jiang Cheng said: "From now on, don't wear a sword on big occasions like hunts or symposiums. The ready-made words of no tutor and no example will be caught."

Wei Wuxian paused, took another bite of the pear, suppressed the dense tingling pain in his heart, and pretended to be indifferent, "It's not like you don't know, I hate people who push me the most. The more you push me, the more you push me." The more you don't want to do it, you don't wear a sword, what can I do?"

Jiang Cheng glanced at him.

Wei Wuxian said again: "And I don't want to be dragged by a group of people I don't know to a sword competition. My sword must see blood when it comes out of the sheath. Unless I send two people to kill me, no one will bother me. Just don't Take it, once it's over, try to be quiet."

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"It's really a pot that doesn't open and a pot to lift."

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Jiang Cheng said, "Didn't you love to show off your sword skills in front of people?"

Wei Wuxian said: "I used to be a child. Who can remain a child forever."

Jiang Cheng snorted and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't wear a sword. But you don't want to mess with Jin Zixuan from now on. After all, you are Jin Guangshan's only son, and he will be the head of the Jin family in Lanling in the future. If you fight with him, what do you want me, the head of the family, to do?" Do. Hit him with you? Or punish you?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Isn't there another Jin Guangyao now? Jin Guangyao is much more pleasing to the eye than him."

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Jin Guangyao was stunned, his brows and eyes curved, "It's an honor to be respected by Mr. Wei."

"Heroes cherish heroes, Ayao needn't belittle herself." Lan Xichen said softly.

Jin Guangyao smiled, but didn't say anything, but he thought in his heart that he wanted to make friends with Wei Wuxian.

Since Wei Wuxian was able to say such things to Jiang Cheng in private, it must be sincere, not to mention, he might be lucky to have a friend like Wei Wuxian.

Jin Guangyao couldn't help sighing in his heart, Jiang Fengmian really invested a lot of energy in raising Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng together, but the rewards he got were immeasurable.

It's a pity that Jiang Cheng didn't inherit his father's good demeanor, and his personality is like his mother.

If things go on like this, the relationship between Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng must not last long.

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Jiang Cheng finished wiping the sword, looked at it for a while, then put the three poisons into the sheath, and said: "What's the use of being pleasing to the eye. No matter how pleasing to the eye, no matter how clever, he can only be a retainer who greets and sees him off. It stops here, it cannot be compared with Jin Zixuan."

Hearing his tone, Wei WuXian seemed to admire Jin ZiXuan quite a bit, feeling unhappy, and said, "Jiang Cheng, answer me honestly, what do you mean? Last time you took your senior sister here specially, you wouldn't know Do you really want Senior Sister and him...?"

Jiang Cheng said, "It's not impossible."

Wei WuXian got up abruptly, with an ugly expression on his face, and said, "Isn't it? You forgot what he did in Langya, and you told me it's okay?"

Jiang Cheng said, "He probably regretted it."

Wei Wuxian said: "Who cares about him regretting it? If you know that you are wrong, you have to forgive him. Look at his father's virtues, maybe he will behave like that in the future, wandering around looking for women. Sister and him? You can bear it. ?”

Jiang Cheng grimly said, "He dares!"

After a pause, Jiang Cheng glanced at him, and said, "However, it's not up to you if you forgive me. Who told my sister to like him?"

Wei Wuxian was immediately speechless.

After a long while, he squeezed out a sentence: "Why do you just like this..."

He threw the pear and said, "Where is Senior Sister?"

Jiang Cheng said, "I don't know. It's not in those places, not in the kitchen, but in the bedroom, or in the ancestral hall. Where else can she go?"

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Jin Guangyao sized up Jiang Cheng, but didn't say anything harsh.

He originally thought that the relationship between Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian would not last long, but when he saw Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng getting along in empathy, his guess became more and more certain.

I just don't know what Wei Wuxian was thinking about the subsequent breakup.

I'm afraid that Wei Wuxian himself didn't realize that Jiang Cheng had alienated him.

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