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Yuan Xian sent Ji Lanying back to Ji's house, ordered him to get him off the carriage and hand him over to the porter, then turned around and left.

Ji Lanying knew that the other party was really angry, but she couldn't figure out whether Yuan Xian's departure was just to get angry with him, or if she really planned to have no contact with him.

He panicked, couldn't help reaching out and grabbed the other party's sleeve, and said, "Brother Yuan, I..."

Yuan Xian pulled his sleeves out of Ji Lanying's hand, and left without saying a word.

This scene happened to be seen by Ji's mother who came out of the yard when she heard the movement, and hurried out to greet her, but when she came to Ji Lanying, Yuan Xian had disappeared.

Mother Ji couldn't help being surprised and said: "Why did the owner of Yuan Shao leave so quickly today? Usually he wants to sit down and drink a cup of tea."

Ji Lanying was in an extremely depressed mood, and said with a forced smile, "Maybe there is something wrong."

He couldn't let his family know that he had a conflict with Yuan Xian, otherwise life would be difficult.

Ji's mother didn't think much about it. In her impression, Yuan Xian had always treated Ji Lanying very well, and Ji Lanying was a soft-tempered person, so she didn't think there would be any possibility of disputes between the two parties.

What's more, there is one more important thing on her mind right now.

"Lan Ying, do you still remember about your brother? Mother mentioned it to you before."

She pulled Ji Lanying aside and whispered: "Your brother, that poor child, I was at a loss when I was pregnant with him, and I had to take care of you. I couldn't eat well or sleep well. Even taking him with me was also congenitally deficient and lacked spiritual roots. Mother I remember you promised before that you would get him to Guiyuan Villa."

Ji Lanying frowned, covered the painful wound with her hands, and then said: "Guiyuan Villa...it's not suitable for him to go."

He found out sadly that what Yuan Xian said was true, he would always have things to beg him, big or small, not because Yuan Xian couldn't do without him, but because he was incapable and couldn't do without Yuan Xian—but also Can't live without other people.

Mother Ji was so focused on what she wanted to say that she didn't even notice that Ji Lanying was injured.She heard the refusal in her son's words, and she did not cry uncharacteristically, but echoed:

"That's right, the people in Guiyuan Villa are very brave and ruthless. After thinking about it, I'm afraid that he will be bullied after he goes. Otherwise, let him go to Xuantian Tower."

Ji Lanying was taken aback, and lost her voice: "Xuantianlou?"

After saying these three words, he felt that his eyes were darkened, his heart was leaking in the night rain, and his own mother seemed to have lost her mind.

Ji Lanying clutched her chest and said, "Mom, let me go back and lie down before talking about this, my injury can't stand it anymore."

He couldn't even stand in front of Yuan Xian just now, he looked like he was on the verge of falling, and he was pretending to be true, but now he really couldn't stand.

Only then did Mother Ji notice Ji Lanying's pale face, and said in shock, "Oh, what's wrong? The injury is so serious, mother will ask the doctor to show you later."

After finishing speaking, she refused to let Ji Lanying leave, patted his hand, and said in a low voice: "But this meeting will not work, my mother will give you a slice of ginseng, and you will stand up again. There is Xuantian Tower in front of you." People from here are looking for you, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"People from Xuantianlou came to look for me?"

Ji Lanying's voice trembled: "Who is here, and what are you going to do?"

Ji Mu said happily: "I heard that one is the chief of Lin Zhongsi and the other is the chief of Nanlu Si. Both of them are of the same generation as Mingsheng and Fasheng. They have a very high status. They came to you together and brought gifts. , is being accompanied by the patriarch, talking in the front hall!"

Ever since Ji Lanying walked the rivers and lakes, she has had constant adventures, and she can always get to know various important people through various coincidences, and Ji's mother is used to it.

She wholeheartedly wanted to use this relationship to get her beloved young son into the Xuantian Building, so she urged Ji Lanying to go to the front hall to meet people, lest he take a rest for a while, and the two directors of the Xuantian Building would be killed. gone.

Ji Lanying was flustered, she didn't expect him to be so seriously injured, the people in Xuantianlou were still relentless, but they didn't know why they came to him.

He didn't know anyone else, but Lin Zhongsi's boss was clearly the little white dragon He Zhanyang from before. Thinking of his violent temper, Ji Lanying felt a wave of panic.

He couldn't care about anything else anymore, he turned his mind to death, and he would pretend to be dizzy when he closed his eyes.

"Second Madam, Fifth Young Master."

Before Ji Lanying fell down, several servants of the Ji family came over and said respectfully: "The master orders you two to go to the front hall to meet the distinguished guests."

Their expressions and tone were more cautious than usual, and they obviously felt that Ji Lanying had many friends and his future was limitless.

Mother Ji was very helpful, and said with a smile: "Let Lanying change into clothes, and let's go. Hey, what are you doing with a rattan chair?"

The servant said: "This... is what the guest said. If the fifth young master is unwell and faints, he should be carried to the front hall. The guest said that there must be a way to heal him. Please hurry up."

This means clearly that it is useless to pretend to be dizzy and sick. Even if a person dies, the body has to be carried out to meet guests.

Mother Ji felt that there was something wrong with these words, but she never imagined that Ji Lanying, who has always been timid and well-behaved, would cause any disaster, so she said: "Then don't change clothes, don't keep the guests waiting for a long time. Lanying, let's go."

The servants stopped when they reached the porch. Ji Mu and Ji Lanying entered the front hall, and saw that it was full of people, including all the more respectable members of the Ji family. of men and women.

Both of them looked to be in their early twenties, with handsome looks and bright eyes. There was a big box next to them, and they didn't know what was inside.

Among them, the girl was wearing a strong outfit, and she was full of heroic spirit. She was Wan Qiong, the director of the Nanlu Division of Xuantian Tower. That is, He Zhanyang, whom Ji Lanying had just met once.

When Mother Ji entered the door, her face was full of smiles, and she was about to greet the two guests, when she saw the face of the Patriarch of Ji's family turned serious, and shouted coldly: "Don't kneel down yet!"

Mother Ji was stunned, the smile on her face froze instantly, and when she looked back, she saw Ji Lanying knelt down straight without saying a word.

Mother Ji looked down at him in a daze, and stammered, "What's going on here?"

"What's going on? Thank you for having the courage to ask, look at the good son you have taught!"

The Patriarch of the Ji family slapped the table, pointed at Ji Lanying and said angrily: "You are not a direct descendant of the Ji family. I see that your mother is widowed and your siblings are young, so you were brought into my family's education. What about you? You actually murdered Mingsheng, This is how you repay my kindness of cultivation after causing a catastrophe?"

When Mother Ji heard the words "murder Mingsheng", she was frightened out of her wits and shook her body, almost fainting.

She couldn't stand anymore, knelt down beside her son, pulled Ji Lanying and said, "What's going on, how could you do this! Lan, Lanying, why don't you explain it clearly! Is it a misunderstanding?"

What else can I explain?Everything that should be said before has been clearly stated. They came to the door clearly to express their anger.Even Yuan Xian refused to listen to himself, who else could believe him?

Ji Lanying said dryly: "This matter...is a coincidence, but I definitely didn't do it on purpose."

The head of the Ji family wanted to scold, but He Zhanyang became impatient, threw the teacup on the table, and said, "Okay."

The porcelain knocked on the table, making a crisp sound, and it kept spinning because of He Zhanyang's strength.

The people around were already a little nervous, and at this moment, they were all confused by the movement, but they were stunned that no one dared to go over and help the teacup.He just murmured to himself, this Chief He has such an asshole temper.

Anyway, after turning the teacup a few times, it still stood still.He Zhanyang folded his hands in front of his chest, crossed Erlang's legs, leaned back on the back of the chair, and said casually: "Patriarch Ji doesn't need to lose his temper like this. We are here today to apologize at the door according to the imperial decree, not to seek hatred."

That's what he said, but what is the purpose of Fasheng sending such a stingy master to apologize, Xuantianlou's own people know in their hearts.

Master Ji slandered in his heart, with a smile on his face, he said, "Where did Master He say that? Just now we both have explained the situation clearly. Ji Lanying offended Ming Sheng first, and suffered this injury because he didn't know what to do. I got under the Holy Sword of Fa by myself. The Ji family didn’t discipline their disciples strictly, and it’s too late to be ashamed. He Si mainly said that, and I’m really ashamed to listen to it.”

He Zhanyang smiled strangely and said, "How can you say that the Ji family is not strict in disciplining disciples? I think your family style is pure and kind, tolerant and friendly, which is very admirable. If someone like Mr. Ji is placed in Xuantian Tower, hehe, I'm afraid I couldn't bear to beat him to death with a few whips."

Patriarch Ji: "..."

Guan Wanqiong hurriedly said beside him: "Okay, senior brother, look at you, what are you talking about!"

She smiled apologetically at Patriarch Ji and said, "Patriarch, please forgive me. No one can control Senior Brother He's temper. He is closest to Mingsheng, and if he cares about it, he will be chaotic. I don't mean to be disrespectful to you. "

The head of the Ji family smiled and said, "It's human nature, human nature."

Guan Wanqiong breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest and said with a smile, "You don't need to be blamed."

She is the youngest in this generation, she still has a kind of delicate and bright manner, and she speaks politely, it really makes people unable to get angry.The Ji family was choked up by He Zhanyang, and they could only swallow it back.

Guan Wanqiong said again: "It's always good to talk about things. I hope that you and I will not cause quarrels because of such trivial matters. Come on, please accept our apology, Mr. Ji, and take good care of your wounds. Don't take the previous things to heart .”

They talked about trivial things, but they were really relentless in their actions. They even sent the two chiefs, and they really lived up to the name of protecting their shortcomings.

Ji Lanying watched Guan Wanqiong wave her hand, and two people behind her lifted the big box and put it in front of her.And He Zhanyang had a smirk on his face and was in high spirits.

Definitely not a good thing.

He couldn't help thinking of all kinds of disgusting and terrifying things such as human heads, monsters, poisonous snakes, etc., and couldn't help shrinking back, not daring to go to open the box.

The others obviously had the same thoughts, and their expressions were a little nervous, and Ji's mother hurriedly avoided them.

Unexpectedly, all of these were wrong, when the lid was lifted off, the aroma was tangy, and the inside was full of rouge and gouache.

The Patriarch of the Ji Family was startled, and couldn't help but said: "This is..."

Guan Wanqiong bent down, patted the lid lightly with her slender hands, and said with a smile: "It's just some ordinary things for dressing up. I personally selected them. I specially brought them to Mr. Ji today. I also want to give them to you." A piece of advice, if you really think you don't look good and are jealous of others, you might as well put more effort into this aspect. As for the owner Yuan Shao of Guiyuan Villa..."

She approached Ji Lanying with a smile, with an innocent and charming look on her face, she lowered her voice and said quietly: "Although he is not very good, but after all, we Xuantianlou paid a price to order it, and it is more valuable than rouge and gouache. You are not worthy, so don't worry about it, okay?"

Ji Lanying seemed to have been slapped in the face, her face turned pale, and then turned red again.

The sarcasm and disdain in Guan Wanqiong's eyes also directly pierced all the despicable thoughts he was unwilling to face and admit, and a huge sense of shame accompanied by hatred welled up in his heart.

If Ji Lanying wasn't angry, she would really be unhappy.Guan Wanqiong was satisfied to see the resentment and powerlessness in the other party's expression, straightened up, turned around and said: "Brother, it's time for us to go back."

He Zhanyang felt relieved, in a happy mood, stood up with a smile, cupped his hands at Patriarch Ji, and said: "I took the liberty to come here today, and I have caused a lot of trouble. In short, it is good to clear up the misunderstanding. Then we will leave."

He is happy now, anyway, Xuantianlou has said good and bad things all over the place, and the meaning he expresses is nothing more than, "Although we were offended by Ji Lanying, we will not anger the Ji family. The Ji family and Ji Lanying are two different things." ".

Family Master Ji has been in power for many years, so he is naturally an old and mature person. He knows the elegance after hearing the stringed songs, and he gets up to see him off: "Where did Master He say that? This is all because of my lax management of the family. Move Ji Lanying and her biological mother, younger siblings out of the family tree, and give Xuantianlou an explanation."

Ji Lanying was ridiculed by Guan Wanqiong, and felt ashamed and angry. He couldn't even raise his head, but when he heard this, he suddenly widened his eyes and looked straight at the few people.

Planning step by step from a side branch disciple, and finally being able to move into the family and be written on the genealogy, how much energy he spent in planning, and now all of them have been wiped out in one day!

Who can help him?

Many names flashed across Ji Lanying's mind in an instant, but when he thought of Yuan Xian's attitude towards him before, he couldn't help but panic, and suddenly felt a panic of being abandoned by fate.

Without help, he couldn't move an inch and didn't know what to do.

He Zhanyang and Guan Wanqiong felt refreshed. If they could learn about Ji Lanying's inner activities, they would probably be able to jump for joy.

Leaving Ji's house, the two left their followers, walked with their swords first, and hurried back to Xuantianlou to divide the helm.

He Zhanyang had already met Ye Huaiyao, but Guan Wanqiong had a mission before, so she was a step behind and rushed directly from Xuantian Tower to Ji's house.But I heard that the senior brother is back, and the real person hasn't had time to meet him yet.

When Yu Jianfei was flying in mid-air, she was still worried. She dragged He Zhanyang and asked, "Senior Brother He, do you think Senior Brother Ye is really back? Did you really see and feel it? Am I dreaming?"

He Zhanyang said: "Girl, you have to ask me seventy or eighty times along the way! My sleeve was pulled off by you. If you still don't believe it, you will see it with your own eyes in a while. Go up and touch it for yourself." Take a look, isn't it better than torturing me here?"

It was rare for Guan Wanqiong not to kick him this time, so she took out a fan from the storage bag, rubbed it in her hand, and said in a daze: "I also took out my brother's Fuhong Sword, and when I see him, I will take out the sword Go back. I haven't seen you for so many years, Fuhong must also miss her master."

This fan is the incarnation of the "Floating Rainbow" worn by Ye Huaiyao. After the Great War, the disciples of Xuantianlou found it under the rubble, but the owner was missing.At this time, when Guan Wanqiong said that he would return it to Ye Huaiyao, Fu Hong seemed to be waiting for it, and trembled slightly.

He Zhanyang let out an "ah" and said with a stampede: "You are so cunning! Why is this sword with you? I searched for it for a long time when I went out and couldn't find it! Hand it over, obviously I want to take it back to the senior brother, I think first of!"

Guan Wanqiong stepped hard, the sword fluttered away from him, and said disdainfully: "Brother, I took the sword away and hid it in the room when the soul lamp just lit, you are stupid and blame others, don't give it to me!"

He Zhanyang refused to give up, and stretched out his hand to grab again, but was yanked by Guan Wanqiong with the scabbard, and the two went to Xuantianlou to split the helm.

For those who practice, eating and sleeping are not necessary, but Ye Huaiyao has suffered a lot this time, and Yan Chen has just dredged his meridians, and he is lying on the bed exhausted. A good night's sleep.

It was as if he had a dream vaguely. In the dream, he returned to the days before he came to Xuantian Tower when he was a child.

The summer is scorching, and even in the morning, it is already extraordinarily lush, falling on the lush weeds in the garden that no one has trimmed, and being blown to pieces by the hot wind.

In front of you is an abandoned palace.

The colored glaze on the eaves of the temple has peeled off and became dull, the scarlet paint on the door walls and pillars has also faded and mottled, several walls collapsed, and the waste piled up under the walls, from which flourished Weeds and vines, wantonly crawling over every corner.

The 11-year-old Ye Huaiyao wandered around in the garden, looking very quiet, only the sound of his boots stepping on the ground could be heard, and his body was slightly warmed by the sun.

He was full of curiosity, he didn't know what this place was, and he had never seen such a dilapidated and desolate place.

Until he came to a temple, he found that the door of the temple in front of him was ajar, and through the gap he could see a pair of black and white eyes, peeping at him quietly.

Ye Huaiyao stopped in his tracks and let out a "huh".

He was very courageous, instead of running away when he saw this, he stepped forward a few steps, and then he saw clearly that it was a little boy lying behind the door of the temple, looking out through the crack of the door.

Ye Huaiyao tilted his head: "Who are you? Did you come to this kind of place to hide and seek?"

The door of the temple was pushed a little wider, and the little boy replied nervously and with a bit of fierceness: "I, I didn't hide... Maomao, you, you, who are you?"

Ye Huaiyao thought he was funny, and said with a smile, "I..."

He was about to continue talking when someone behind him yelled sadly: "Brother!"

He was shocked, turned around suddenly, and the voice shouted again: "Brother!"

Immediately afterwards, the dream suddenly became chaotic, blood color suddenly rose, sword lights and sword shadows came in disorder, Ye Huaiyao was covered in cold sweat, opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up.

He stared at the front subconsciously, then his pupils shrank, and he found that there was another person at the foot of his bed.

But immediately, Ye Huaiyao discovered that the person was Anan.

He probably wanted to wait for Ye Huaiyao to wake up at the nearest place, but he didn't dare to go to bed, so he sat on the footrest beside the bed in a regular manner.

Rong Wangben leaned his head on the edge of the bed, facing Ye Huaiyao's direction, and was looking over as he woke up.

Probably because he was in a trance, at this moment, his eyes overlapped with the little boy in the dream, and reality and illusion were intertwined and confused.

Ye Huaiyao suddenly felt dizzy in his mind, stretched out his hand to press his forehead, and almost fell back again.

Rong Huan's expression tightened, and he rushed forward with a stride, and hugged him tightly.

He looked like a little boy, but his arms were actually strong, holding Ye Huaiyao in his arms, supporting his body.

He carefully wiped the cold sweat from Ye Huaiyao's forehead, and said softly, "Did you have a nightmare?"

These words finally brought Ye Huaiyao back to reality, he said "um", his voice was slightly hoarse, and said, "Yes."

Rong Huan turned back and picked up a cup of tea on the bedside, feeling the cup was already cold, he squeezed lightly with the cover of his body, the tea had become warm.

Rong Huang brought the tea to Ye Huaiyao's lips, and said, "Drink some water. It's okay, you're already awake, and I'm here."

He paused, and thought of a comforting word that he was not very good at, coaxing jerkyly: "Dreams are always reversed."

Ye Huaiyao took a sip of water and said, "Well, I just dreamed that I was thrown into a dilapidated place to live. It seems that I want to get rich. It's a good omen."

Rong Zhuan smiled slightly, said "yes" seriously, and put the half-drunk tea back on the table.

He hugged Ye Huaiyao like this, and when he turned slightly to one side, his chin would rub against Ye Huaiyao's hair.Ye Huaiyao's hair was very soft, and the slightly itchy and numb feeling reminded Rong Wang of some kind of fluffy animal.

He has never liked animals, but at this moment his heart is as soft as if it is about to melt. Seeing that the other person's face is still slightly pale, there is a little more pity in his affection.

At that moment, her mind was full of thoughts, Zhen Zhi thought about it, she really wanted to bow her head and kiss the top of the other's hair, but she felt abrupt.

The author has something to say: Today's Cultivation Realm Bulletin:

#happiness!Bai Lianhua knelt down in public to apologize, and personally demonstrated Xiaosan's end. #

#shock!In order to grab the folding fan, the two masters of the Xuantian Building killed each other, and even fought each other in the street! #

#strange!A certain devil shrunk and acted cute, uncharacteristically, how could there be any inside story?