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

Wen Ning lowered his head slightly and lowered his hands, like a marionette waiting for instructions from the operator.

His face was pale and delicate, even somewhat melancholy handsome.

But because there are no pupils in the eyes, only a piece of dead white, plus several black cracks climbing from the neck to the cheeks, this melancholy has become a terrifying gloom.

The hem and cuffs of the robe were tattered and ragged, revealing wrists that were as pale as his face, fastened with black iron rings and chains, as were his ankles.

That clanking sound was made when he tugged the chain.

Once still, everything returns to dead stillness.

It is not difficult to imagine why the monks present were frightened.

'Wei Wuxian' was no more calm than the others, the turbulent waves in his heart had already passed over his head.

It's not that Wen Ning shouldn't be here, but that he shouldn't be in this world.Long before the encirclement and suppression of mass graves, he should have been defeated!

Wei Wuxian closed his eyes fiercely, he still thought that Jin Guangshan was really avenging Jin Zixuan, but it turned out that the goal from the beginning to the end was the Yinhu Talisman and General Ghost.

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Jin Zixuan's expression was twisted, thinking of his father was even more embarrassing!

Jiang Yanli looked at Jin Zixuan worriedly, held his hand, "Zixuan..."

"I'm fine..." Jin Zixuan looked at his wife and smiled wryly.

All the tragedies were caused by his father, what face does he have to blame Wei Wuxian?

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Jin Ling heard Wen Ning's name being called out by others, and Jian Feng, who was originally facing the soul-eating goddess, involuntarily turned around.

Taking advantage of his distraction, the soul-eating goddess happily stretched her long arms and hoisted him up.

"Jin Ling!" Hearing Jin Ling's voice, Wei Wuxian raised his head and was startled.

Seeing that she had opened her mouth wide and approached Jin Ling's face, 'Wei Wuxian' raised the bamboo flute again, regardless of the shock in his heart.

His hands trembled a little, and the tune he played trembled accordingly. In addition to the rough workmanship of this flute, the low voice could almost be said to be hoarse and unpleasant.

There were two whining sounds, and Wen Ning followed the sound.

With this movement, he moved in front of the Soul Eater in the blink of an eye. Wen Ning slapped his palm, and the Soul Eater's neck cracked, her body didn't move, but her head was twisted in a big circle by the palm, her face facing Looking at the original direction of the back, still smiling.

Wen Ning slashed with his bare hands again, and the right hand of the soul-eating goddess who was holding Jin Ling was cut off all at once.

Seeing Jin Ling out of trouble, Wei Wuxian heaved a sigh of relief, and had time to watch himself deal with the soul-eating goddess.

The soul-eating goddess looked down at her neatly broken wrist, instead of turning her head back to the correct direction, she turned her body around, facing Wen Ning with her face and back at the same time.

Seeing himself playing the flute to manipulate Wen Ning to deal with the soul-eating goddess, Wei Wuxian frowned.

what happened?Wen Ning... not quite right.

Low-level walking corpses can't think on their own, and need his orders to guide them. More lethal corpses are often insane and unconscious.

Wen Ning's situation is different. He was refined by Wei Wuxian. It is no exaggeration to say that he is the strongest murderous corpse in the world. , Not afraid of all things that the living fear, no different from the living.

But at this moment, Wen Ning obviously has no consciousness of his own!

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"Sure enough, Brother Wei soon discovered that something was wrong with Wen Ning." Nie Huaisang said solemnly.

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Wei WuXian was in shock and doubt, and there were bursts of exclamations in the field.

It turned out that Wen Ning kicked and beat the soul-eating goddess firmly to the ground, then picked up a huge boulder that was too tall, lifted it above the soul-eating goddess, and smashed it heavily on her body.

Thunderous blows fell one after another, until the stone body of the soul-eating goddess was smashed into pieces!

Among the white and scattered stones, a bead with a snow-white halo rolled out. It was the pill formed by the soul-eating goddess after devouring the souls of more than a dozen living people. She took it back and disposed of it carefully. Several people whose souls have been sucked can recover.

However, at this moment, no one cared about picking up the bead, and all the sword points that were originally aimed at the soul-eating goddess were turned around.

A monk shouted hoarsely: "Surround him!"

Some people responded hesitantly, but more people hesitated and retreated slowly.

The monk shouted again: "Fellow Taoists, please stop him and don't let him run away. This is Wen Ning!"

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"Bastard!" Nie Mingjue shouted, his face livid.

The faces of the others were also ugly, Lan Qiren stared at the snow-white halo bead among the chaotic rocks.

They all heard Wei Wuxian's heartfelt voice. It was the elixir condensed by the soul-eating goddess who devoured the souls of more than a dozen living people. Take him back and deal with it carefully, and the acquaintances who have just been sucked out of their souls can recover.

But these people turned around and pointed their swords at Wen Ning at the moment the soul-eating goddess was shattered.

Simply, it is not as good as a beast! !

Even though Nie Huaisang was used to being heartless, he was still chilled and angry when he saw this scene, "Shameless!"

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These people went to Dafan Mountain for night hunting, just to compete for the fierce monsters and increase their seniority. It is inevitable that some people will be tempted when they shout like this.

But those older monks who had personally witnessed Wen Ning's madness during a seizure still didn't dare to act recklessly.

So, the man shouted again: "What are you afraid of, Patriarch Yiling is not here!"

After a few sentences, the circle of swords circling around Wen Ning suddenly shrank.

Wen Ning waved his arm, and the black iron chain swept across heavily, deflecting all the flying swords.

Immediately afterwards, he took a step forward, grabbed the neck of the person closest to him, lifted it lightly, and lifted it off the ground.

Seeing this, Wei Wuxian sneered, "What do these idiots think Wen Ning is? They want to take down Wen Ning with their rabble? Are you out of your mind?"

But he couldn't watch Wen Ning go crazy and kill all these people.

Still, he can do nothing but watch his other self make decisions.

Fortunately, he is him, no matter how much time has passed, his nature will never change.

'Wei Wuxian' knew that the urging of the flute was too urgent and violent just now, which made him lose his temper, so he had to suppress it, stabilize his mood, and Xinxin blew another tune.

This melody comes to mind naturally, it is gentle and quiet, quite different from the weird and harsh flute sound just now.

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"Wei Ying..." Lan Wangji thought that Wei Wuxian must have lost his mind at the time because he had lost his mind.

Unexpectedly, after returning to the world, he would subconsciously play the song "Forget Envy".

"What song is this? It's quite nice!" Nie Huaisang said.

During the empathy, Lan Wangji did sing a song, but the empathetic people didn’t hear that song, but Wei Wuxian said it was nice, and they all thought it was Wei Wuxian who fantasized about Lan Wangji. He sings and listens.

In the Hall of Return to the Ruins, no one except Lan Wangji realized the meaning of this song.

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Wei Wuxian felt that the song was familiar, and couldn't help frowning in thought, where did I hear this song before?

After thinking about it for a long time, Wei Wuxian didn't remember it either.

Wen Ning froze when he heard the sound, and slowly turned to the place where the sound of the flute came from, 'Wei Wuxian' stood where he was, looking into his pupilless eyes.

After a while, Wen Ning let go, threw the cultivator to the ground, lowered his arms, and walked towards Wei Wuxian step by step.

He drooped his head and dragged a piece of subway chain, actually a little dejected.

'Wei Wuxian' blew and retreated, leading him over. After walking like this for a while, he retreated into the forest. Wei Wuxian followed him, paying attention to Wen Ning's condition, when he suddenly smelled a burst of cool sandalwood. taste.

He was in a trance, and beside him, he had already bumped into someone and stopped, and the sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

【not good! 】

Wei Wuxian was startled, turned around to look, and saw Lan Wangji grabbing 'Wei Wuxian' by the wrist, staring straight at 'Wei Wuxian'.

"Lan Zhan..."

And the other self was different from Wei Wuxian, he turned around and met Lan Wangji's pale to cold eyes.

【Not good, Lan Wangji saw me play the flute to protect the corpse with his own eyes. 】

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"Huh? HanGuang-Jun, did you recognize him just by meeting him?" Nie HuaiSang was astonished.

It wasn't just him who was shocked, but everyone except Lan Wangji.

The three juniors still remembered the scene when Lan Wangji brought Wei Wuxian back. They thought that Lan Wangji had something to do with Mo Xuanyu, but now it seems that Lan Wangji recognized Wei Wuxian.

Lan Xichen looked at his younger brother, feeling a little worried.

Lan Qiren was even more uncomfortable. He knew that Wang Ji liked Wei Wuxian, and it already made him uncomfortable. With such deep love that Wei Wuxian could still recognize him in a different body, Lan Qiren felt even more uncomfortable. Feel better.

He almost instantly thought of his elder brother, Mr. Qingheng.

Everyone thinks that Xichen is most like his elder brother Qingheng Jun, while Wangji is more like him, but in fact, both nephews are like his elder brother.

One acts like a brother, and the other behaves like a brother.

Lan Qiren closed his eyes and sighed deeply.

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Lan Wangji grabbed 'Wei Wuxian' firmly with one hand, while Wen Ning stood blankly within two feet of them, looking around slowly, as if looking for the sound of the flute that suddenly disappeared.

There were flames and human voices spreading in the distance of the forest, 'Wei Wuxian' had a sudden change of thought, and made a quick decision: [So what if you saw it.There are tens of thousands of people who can play the flute, and there are so many people who imitate the Yiling ancestors to drive away corpses with the sound of the flute that they can form a school of their own, and they will not recognize it if they are killed! 】

He resolutely ignored the hand holding him, raised his arm and continued to play the flute.

This time it was blown more urgently, like a reminder, like a reprimand, the breath was unstable, the ending sound was broken, and it was shrill and piercing.

Suddenly Lan Wangji exerted force in his hands, his wrist was about to be crushed, 'Wei Wuxian' couldn't bear the pain, his fingers loosened, and the bamboo flute fell to the ground.

Fortunately, his instructions were clear enough, Wen Ning retreated quickly, sneaked into the dark forest without a sound, and disappeared without a trace.

'Wei Wuxian' was afraid that Lan Wangji would intercept and kill Wen Ning, so he grabbed him backhanded.

Unexpectedly, from the beginning to the end, Lan Wangji never gave Wen Ning a glance, but just stared at 'Wei Wuxian' closely.

The two of you just pulled me and I pulled you, staring at each other.

Looking at this scene, Wei Wuxian suddenly didn't recognize him and laughed out loud, "Pfft! Lan Zhan, it seems that you really recognized me?" Wei Wuxian ran to Lan Zhan's side, leaned closer, and said with a smile, "Lan Zhan, do you want to take it back? If you want to take it back, you just tie it up and take it away! Why are you hesitating?" Wei Wuxian laughed as he said, as if he had gotten something precious.

The shock, bitterness, and discomfort of seeing Wen Ning earlier all dissipated in an instant.

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Lan Zhan was slightly taken aback, then lowered his head, thought for a while, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Wei Ying, you said it yourself.

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At this moment, Jiang Cheng arrived.

He was patiently waiting for the result in Buddha's Foot Town, and he hadn't even finished a cup of tea when a disciple rolled down the mountain in a panic, saying how great and cruel the things in Dafan Mountain were, and he was shocked when he heard that , rushed up again, shouting: "A Ling!"

Jin Ling had almost been sucked out of his soul just now, but now he was all right, so he stood on the ground and said, "Uncle!"

Seeing that Jin Ling was fine, Jiang Cheng's heart sank, and he immediately scolded, "Don't you have a signal on you? You don't know how to let go of something like this? Why are you so brave, get out of here!"

Jin Ling didn't catch the soul-eating goddess, and was also angry: "Didn't you tell me to take it down?! If you can't take it down, don't go back to see you!"

Jiang Cheng really wanted to slap that brat back into his mother's stomach, but he was the one who said it, so he couldn't beat himself up, so he turned to the monks who were staggering all over the floor, and said sarcastically, "What the hell is it? Killed you so respectably."

Among these monks wearing different clothes, several of them were disciples of the Yunmengjiang Sect in disguise. Under Jiang Cheng's order, they secretly helped Jin Ling, lest he would not be able to win this test. This elder did it with great pains. up.A monk was still staring straight: "Sect, Sect Master, it's...it's Wen Ning..."

Jiang Cheng suspected that he had heard it wrong: "What did you say?"

The man said, "Wen Ning is back!"

In an instant, shock, disgust, anger, and disbelief intermingled across Jiang Cheng's face.

After a long while, he said coldly: "This thing has been demolished long ago, how could it come back."

The disciple said: "It's really Wen Ning! There's no way I'm wrong! I'm absolutely right!..."

He suddenly pointed over there: "...he summoned him!"

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"Ah Cheng..." Although Jiang Yanli had expected that seeing Jiang Cheng again would not be a good scene, he never expected that after so many years, Jiang Cheng would still hate Wen Ning so much when he heard Wen Ning's name. It's not that she complains, but she just feels that with such a heavy heart, Ah Cheng may not be able to rest in peace for the rest of her life.

Jiang Cheng looked at himself on the stone wall, feeling both strange and familiar.

He can vaguely find his own shadow in that self, but more of them are very strange.

This is really him?

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'Wei Wuxian' was still in a stalemate with Lan Wangji, and suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention.

Jiang Cheng's cold gaze also slowly turned towards the direction where he was standing.

After a while, a distorted smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Cheng's mouth, and his left hand involuntarily began to caress the ring, and said softly, "...Okay. Are you back?"

He let go of his left hand, and a long whip hung from his hand.

The whip is very thin, just like its name, it is a current of purple light that is still sizzling, like a thunderbolt crawling across the sky covered with thunderclouds, he firmly holds one end and holds it in his hand.When waving it, it was like splitting out a swift and incomparable lightning!

Wei Wuxian looked at Jiang Cheng with a complicated expression, Jiang Cheng's ferocious face during the mass grave siege flashed before his eyes, he couldn't help closing his eyes, and looked away.

To this day, he still doesn't know how to face Jiang Cheng.

'Wei Wuxian' hadn't moved yet, but Lan Wangji was already turning the piano in his hand.

A swipe of the letter is like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, the sound of the piano brings out countless ripples in the air, striking against the purple electricity, one ebbs and another ebbs and flows.

In the night sky above the forest of Dafan Mountain, sometimes the purple light is shining brightly, sometimes it is as bright as day, sometimes the thunder roars, and sometimes the music of the zither whistles.

The rest of the monks quickly opened a safe distance and watched from the sidelines, trembling with fear and not taking their eyes off it.

And over there, Wei Wuxian saw the opportunity and ran away.

Everyone was shocked.

The whip missed him, not because Lan Wangji was in front of him.

If he ran like this, he was looking for his own death!

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"Ah Xian!" Jiang Yanli's expression changed drastically.

Jiang Cheng's expression was not very good-looking either.

Lan Wangji stared at Jiang Cheng on the stone wall with a cold expression.

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Sure enough, Jiang Cheng seemed to have eyes behind his back. When he saw that he was out of Lan Wangji's protective range, how could he let go of this great opportunity? Hit him in the vest!

'Wei Wuxian' almost flew out from the whip. Fortunately, the donkey blocked him, otherwise he would have crashed into a tree.

But when the blow succeeded, Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng both stopped, stunned.

'Wei Wuxian' rubbed his back, helped the donkey to get up, hid behind it and roared: "It's great! The family is big, it's okay! Just hit anyone! Tsk tsk tsk!"

Lan Wangji: "..."

Jiang Cheng: "..."

He was shocked and angry: "What's going on?!"

"Zi Dian" has a strange method, if the person who snatches the house is drawn by it, his body and soul will be separated in an instant.

The soul of the person who seized the house will be directly shot out of the body by Zidian, without exception.

But after being drawn, this person still acted as usual, alive and kicking, there was no other explanation except that he was not the one who took the house.

Wei WuXian thought to himself, "Nonsense, of course Zi Dian can't extract my soul. I'm not being snatched, it's offering. Forcibly offering!"

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"The difference between offering a house and taking a house is here. Zi Dian cannot extract the soul of the sacrificed." Nie Huaisang suddenly realized.

Jin Guangyao praised, "Young Master Wei is really smart. He played the flute to recruit Wen Ning just now, and Wen Ning is famous for listening to the words of Yiling Patriarch the most. He manipulates Wen Ning like his arms and fingers, and Yiling Patriarch Thirteen years after his death, the Taoist family has never given up on recalling his soul. If news of him manipulating Wen Ning gets out, even if he says he is not the ancestor of Yiling, he will still be recognized as the ancestor of Yiling. The suzerain received a blow of purple lightning in full view, and immediately cleared him of suspicion, he didn't seize the house, and naturally he didn't seize the house and return from the Yiling Patriarch."

"However, no one would have thought that someone would sacrifice themselves to the ancestors of Yiling," Nie Huaisang said after taking over the conversation, and couldn't help admiring, "Third Brother is right, Brother Wei is really smart, I'm afraid he ran out on purpose to get a kick from Jiang Cheng." Zi Dian, at this moment, Jiang Cheng probably suspects that he has admitted his mistake, right? Judging by Hanguang-Jun’s expression, he is also very stunned, so he wonders if he will suspect that he has made a mistake.”

"I won't admit my mistake!" It was actually Lan Wangji who spoke.

Nie HuaiSang looked over in astonishment, "HanGuang-Jun... how do you know you won't admit your mistake?"

Lan Wangji stared at Wei Wuxian on the stone wall, and said, "I only sang the song that Wei Ying played to him. Apart from Wei Ying and me, no one else knows this song."

Therefore, he will not admit his mistake.

Lan Xichen had guessed before, but now he just confirmed his guess, so he wasn't surprised at all.

Jin Guangyao has an excellent memory, and soon remembered the empathy before, and there was a strange thing, "Is it... Xuanwu Cave?"

Lan Wangji turned his head, glanced at Jin Guangyao, and said nothing, but his reaction was already an admission.

Lan Qiren's face was livid, Wang Ji had fallen in love so early?

Composing music takes time, that is to say, before Qishan Jiaohua Division, Wang Ji had already composed the music.

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Jiang Cheng looked puzzled, and before he could whip him again, Lan Jingyi yelled, "Sect Master Jiang, enough is enough. That's Zidian!"

For an immortal artifact of Zidian's level, there is absolutely no possibility that it will fail once or twice.

If you don't draw it out, you don't draw it out, and if you don't take it out, you don't take it out.

Otherwise, it would be a waste of fame.

When he yelled like this, Jiang Cheng, who was so embarrassing, couldn't do anything.

However, if it wasn't Wei Wuxian, who else could summon Wen Ning? !

Jiang Cheng thought about it and couldn't accept it, pointing to 'Wei Wuxian', and said with a sullen face, "Who are you?!"

At this time, a spectator who had something good to do at the side finally interrupted, coughing dryly: "Sect Master Jiang, you may not pay much attention to these things, you don't know, this Mo Xuanyu is from the Lanling Jin Sect...cough, it used to be A student with a different surname from the Jin family. But because of his low spiritual power and lack of hard work in cultivation, plus that... harassing fellow practitioners, he was expelled from the Lanling Jin family. I heard that he is crazy? In my opinion, Most likely it was because he failed to correct the way, and he was angry in his heart, so he went astray. It may not be that... Yiling Patriarch took his upper body."

Jiang Cheng said, "That? Which one?"

"That...is that..."

Someone couldn't help saying: "The addiction to broken sleeves!"

Jiang Cheng's eyebrows twitched, and he looked at 'Wei Wuxian' with even more disgust.

Someone else muttered: "No matter how you look at it... and the flute is so bad... and the learning is so bad, it's just like Dongshi imitating."

During the "Shooting the Sun" that year, the ancestor of Yiling was on the battlefield, playing the fife all through the night, and the ghost soldiers and generals were like thousands of troops, invincible, and people blocked and killed Buddhas.

The sound of the flute is like the voice of heaven and man, so how can it be compared to the whimpering and choking of the Jin family just now?

Even if Wei Wuxian's character is extremely bad, it can't be compared like this.

So insulting.

'Wei Wuxian' felt a little depressed: 【...You haven't practiced for more than ten years, and cut and chopped twice to make a broken flute, play it for me?If you play well, I will kneel down for you! 】

Wei Wuxian didn't know what to say, he really didn't expect that this Mo Xuanyu was actually a broken sleeve.

Is it such a coincidence?

He seems to be too!

Thinking of this, Wei Wuxian couldn't help looking at himself, he didn't seem to be aware of Lan Wangji's thoughts, what should we do?

Second brother Lan, you can have a little time, it will save trouble if you tie it back directly!

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Everyone in the Guixu Hall was speechless towards Wei Wuxian.

Lan Wangji was in a good mood, and decided to get out of this place, so he tied Wei Ying back and hid him!

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Jiang Cheng calmed down very quickly, thought for a moment, and made a gesture after he didn't know what he had figured out.The famous disciples understood what he meant and gathered around them. Seeing this posture, they wanted to tie him back forcibly. 'Wei Wuxian' hurriedly led the donkey and jumped behind Lan Wangji, covering his heart and saying in surprise: "Ah, What are you going to do to me!"

Wei Wuxian couldn't help covering his forehead when he looked at his affectation, if he was Lan Zhan, he would just knock him unconscious and take him away.

Lan Wangji glanced at him, and endured his very rude and loud flamboyant behavior.

Jiang Cheng saw that he had no intention of getting out of the way, and said, "Second Young Master Lan, are you deliberately making things difficult for Jiang?"

Lan Sizhui said: "Sect Master Jiang, the facts are in front of you, Mr. Mo has not been taken away, why do you make things difficult for an unknown person?"

Jiang Cheng said coldly: "Then I don't know why the second master Lan has been protecting an unknown person since just now?"

【It looks like Jiang Cheng won't let him go easily if he doesn't think of a way out. 】

Wei Wuxian couldn't help but look over, thinking, what can you think of?

'Wei Wuxian' suddenly laughed twice.

He said: "Sect Master Jiang, um, I'm very embarrassed by you pestering me like this."

The one who knows you best is yourself.

As soon as Wei Wuxian heard this talk, he expected that he would not say anything good, but it seemed that he could only do so when dealing with Jiang Cheng.

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Jiang Cheng's face turned livid, "He knows how to deal with me!"

Lan Wangji glanced at him, then looked back at Wei Wuxian on the stone wall.

After so many years, Wei Ying finally hid behind him.

Instead of saying a few words and breaking up.

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'Wei Wuxian' said: "You are too enthusiastic, thank you. But you also think too much. Even if I like men, I don't like all kinds of men, let alone a man who beckons and I follow. I'm not interested in your kind."

'Wei Wuxian' This is intentionally disgusting Jiang Cheng.

【Jiang Cheng hates being compared the most. No matter how boring the comparison is, as long as someone says that he is inferior to another so-and-so, he will get angry in his heart. 】

Sure enough, Jiang Cheng's face turned blue: "Oh? Then, what kind of things do you like?"

'Wei Wuxian' said: "What kind? Well, I like Hanguang-jun very much."

Wei Wuxian's eyes widened suddenly, wondering if he was taking the opportunity to express his heart, when he heard his own voice.

【Lan Wangji is the one who can't stand such frivolous jokes the most.After being disgusted, he will definitely take the initiative to draw a clear line and keep a distance.Disgusting two people at once kills two birds with one stone! 】

Wei Wuxian: ...

He twitched the corner of his mouth, and looked at Lan Wangji angrily, "Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, you must take him back, look at his snotty mouth!!"

How shameless!I can't stand it anymore!

Who knows, Lan Wangji didn't know if he heard his words, and turned around.

He said blankly, "That's what you said."

'Wei Wuxian': "Huh?"

Lan Wangji turned his head, without losing his etiquette, but he did not allow any comment, and said, "I brought this man back to Lan's house."

'Wei Wuxian': "..."

'Wei Wuxian': "...huh?"

Wei Wuxian was dumbfounded: Brother Lan is really... so talented!

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"Pfft!" Nie HuaiSang couldn't help laughing, "What's this called? Digging your own grave?"

The others also smiled, but Lan Wangji himself didn't expect this kind of development, he froze for a moment, and then softened his brows and eyes.

It seemed that he took Wei Ying back after all.

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感谢在2020-02-2313：46：46～2020-02-2314：50：43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 for Xiaoying; 1 for looking for Jie Mengyuan and Bai Ze (●—●);

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!