Yunshen never forgets envy

Unfortunately, Wei Wuxian did not draw his sword, and still chose to fight alone, "Wei Wuxian, are you crazy?"

Casually chirping on the ground, it seems that it doesn't understand why the owner doesn't use it.

Wei Wuxian was shaken away by the Yinhu Talisman again, and fell to the side of Random, he grasped the hilt of the sword, and let go again, his fingertips slashed across the blade, leaving gurgling blood.No matter how evil the Yin Tiger Talisman is, is it more evil than his Yiling Patriarch?With his last strength, he condensed the blood into a string, surrounded that thing, and strangled it!

The Lan family members outside the formation were stunned. Isn't that just his family's string killing technique?In the absence of strings, the coagulation of strings is so powerful!

Lan Wangji was terrified, that was burning his life!How can Wei Ying's body withstand such waste now?However, he was outside the formation and had nothing to do except to assist Wei Ying.

That "tiger" had already been cut to pieces by Wei Wuxian, and its core of resentment was also exposed to everyone. The blood string was broken a lot when it got close to the core of resentment, and its power dropped sharply. Wei Wuxian's blood was still condensing continuously, and his complexion became paler and paler.

Lan Wangji was heartbroken, he tried many methods, but he couldn't use the sound of the piano to pass through the formation, causing direct damage to the "tiger", and he couldn't let Wei Ying free his hands to untie the formation.

"Draw your sword! Wei Wuxian, what are you thinking? Have you been beaten stupid?" Jiang Cheng kept yelling.

"Don't you know?" Lan Wangji originally thought that at least the Jiang family siblings knew.

"Know what?" Jiang Cheng asked impatiently.

"He has lost his golden elixir for a long time, and he has been unable to draw his sword to defeat the devil?" When Lan Wangji heard the news for the first time, he only felt that his elixir was in pain as if it had been melted away by life and death, but it was Wei Ying, who was in it over and over again. To appease him, he is that kind of person, he is clearly the one who is bruised and bruised, but he still manages to smile, to comfort those who are sad for him and those who are sad for him.

"Wen Zhuliu!" The only thing Jiang Cheng could think of was that the alchemist who once transformed his golden alchemy was Wei Wuxian's three months in the mass grave without seeing the light of day!So, did he actually walk on the ghost path because of this?If he doesn't cultivate the way of ghosts, how can he get out of the mass grave alive and take revenge?Wei Wuxian, you idiot!

"Sword pointing at the resentment core?! Maybe you can try it!" Lan Wangji had a bold idea.

"What are you going to do? Our sword can't enter the formation." Jiang Cheng asked.

"Try it, call it whatever you want." Lan Wangji changed the tune, and the Bichen sword came out in response, and then the swords of the monks in the school grounds also began to buzz.The random people in the formation seemed to feel the resonance of the fairy sword, and there were signs of unsheathing.Lan Xichen instantly understood his younger brother's intentions, and immediately joined in with the sound of the flute, and Li Bing got out of the scabbard instantly, and there was an even bigger change.

Jiang Cheng reacted a little slower, but he also saw Lan Wangji's intentions, but he couldn't help with the music, he could only lose his spiritual power to Lan Wangji continuously, and the three poisons also came out of their sheaths .

Under the joint force of the three people and three swords, casually couldn't hold back as expected, she got out of the sheath, a beam of light passed Wei Wuxian, and went straight to the core of resentment. He beat hard on the big formation, and the big formation broke in response.

Lan Wangji rushed forward and hugged Wei Wuxian, who wanted to feel his pulse, but Wei Wuxian pushed away, "It's useless, this time, no one can save me."

"Let's see your injury first!" Lan Wangji stubbornly took Wei Wuxian's pulse, tears streaming down his face, "No, no, it shouldn't be like this..."

"Lan Zhan, don't cry, it's not...not good-looking..." Wei Wuxian couldn't even complete a sentence, and spit out a mouthful of black blood on Lan Wangji's white robe, "I'm sorry... , soiled your clothes again. You won't... no, blame me."

"No." Lan Wangji's heart ached, how could he blame him, pity him, miss him, it's too late to love him.A month ago, he returned to Evernight inexplicably, and a month later, he watched Wei Ying die with his own eyes.If it's a dream, the pain is so deep, it's time to wake up, if it's not a dream, how will he face the pain of losing Wei Ying again.

"I knew Lan Zhan that you were the best to me ~ Brother Lan, I want to laugh like an emperor ~" Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Zhan, scenes of their past flashed in his mind.

"Okay, I'll buy it for you." Their fate started with a smile from the emperor, and with just one look on the wall, that person fell into Lan Wangji's heart.

"There are loquats~"

"Alright, let's go to Caiyi Town."

"I want to eat lotus seeds~"

"Okay, buy the ones with stems." It was Lan Wangji's ten-year regret to reject her loquats and refuse him to go to Lianhuawu.

"I miss those rabbits~"

"Okay, we'll feed them later."

"This time, do I count it as an atonement..."

"Forget it, be brave and fearless."

"Lan Zhan, thank you~"

"Before you and me, you don't need to say this." In Lan Wangji's heart, the last thing he wanted to hear was these two words. What he did, he did it willingly. He didn't ask for anything in return, and he didn't want Wei Ying to do it just because of gratitude. something.

"Lan Zhan, I seem to like you~" Wei Wuxian slowly raised his hand, stopped an inch away from Lan Wangji's face, caressed his face from the air, wanted to get closer, but And dare not blaspheme.

"I like you too." Lan Wangji understood Wei Wuxian's careful thoughts, took the hand in the air, and stroked his cheek.

"Yes, I'm sorry, in this life, I may... may not be able to accompany you, in the next life, you... ahem, are you willing to... wait..." Before the words fell, Wei Wuxian lost the last vitality, and his hands It fell from Lan Wangji's face, leaving behind a bloodstain.

Lan Wangji buried his head in Wei Wuxian's neck, "In the next life, I won't wait for you, I will go find you again, Wei Ying..."

The problem of Yinhu Talisman and Ghost Flute petition was solved, and by the way, Yiling Patriarch was also solved. This time, there were many more monks who went to Yunshen to talk about things. After a while, they went down the mountain happily, as if It was as if nothing had happened, and in a blink of an eye, only the Lan family and a few other friends who had a relationship with Wei Wuxian were left.

"Wei Wuxian is from the Jiang family. I want to take him to Lianhuawu. What does he mean by Lan Er? Is it okay to occupy Wei Wuxian?" Jiang Cheng complained to Lan Xichen.After the matter was over, Lan Wangji brought "Wei Wuxian" back to the quiet room, and asked the disciples to quickly purchase a lot of Tianzixiao, loquats and lotus pods.Jiang Cheng went to the door three times, but Lan Wangji blasted him out each time.

"Wan Yin also heard Wei Gongzi's last words. He and Wangji are in love with each other, and there will be a fight every night. Wei Gongzi gave his life to save him. Besides, Wei Gongzi has left the Yunmengjiang Sect long ago. , isn’t it? No matter what level you look at, Mr. Wei should indeed be buried in Yunshen.”

"Lan Xichen, don't bully people too much!" Jiang Cheng was furious, "I've heard that the Lan family protects the calf, but I didn't expect it to be so protective!"

"Ah Cheng, don't talk nonsense." Jiang Yanli became more and more uneasy the more he stayed in Jinlin Terrace, and finally threatened his life before leaving Lanling, but he never thought that he would hear such bad news on the way, "Zewu Jun said It makes sense, but, after all, Ah Xian has been in the Jiang family for so long, we really treat him as a family member, I wonder if Mr. Zewu can be more accommodating?"

"I'll go talk to Wangji, you two will be here later." Before going to the quiet room, Lan Xichen went back to the cold room to pick up the things Wei Wuxian left with him.

"Wangji." Lan Xichen called out.

"Brother, if you come to be a lobbyist for the Jiang family sisters and brothers, please come back." Last time Wei Wuxian was wiped out, he didn't even leave a trace of his soul behind. This time, although his soul is broken, at least his body is still there. Think about it, he will never let anyone take him away.

"Yes, and no." Lan Xichen took out the box and handed it to Lan Wangji, "Master Wei entrusted me to deliver this to you yesterday."

"Yesterday? Leave it to me?" Lan Wangji was in a bad mood, and his mind was a little slower.

"Come to think of it, Mr. Wei already made two hands-on preparations yesterday." Lan Xichen conveyed the conversation with Wei Wuxian yesterday verbatim.

Lan Wangji opened the box, and there were hundreds of letters inside. It seemed that Wei Ying had been secretly doing things while he wasn't around, not to mention that he had prepared so many and so early.

Lan Wangji opened several letters. The content of the letter was from the time they first met on the roof, every bit of their relationship, his praise and complaints to himself, and Wei Ying's mischievous taste between the lines. Once again, I felt the sadness and powerlessness of the past vividly on the paper.

Lan Xichen seldom saw Lan Wangji expressing his emotions, but today he saw his younger brother cry twice in succession, and he felt more sorrowful, "My condolences."

"I won't let them take Wei Ying away, and I ask my brother to hand over the bag to their siblings as a memory." Lan Wangji took out the bag and handed it to his brother.

"Okay, you should also pay attention to rest." Lan Xichen said, the younger brother had already made a big concession.

In the dead of night, Lan Wangji leaned against Wei Wuxian's coffin, reading letters one by one.

"Just kicking a ball with a dozen or so priests, how could it be like this? Hey." A sigh came from the darkness.

"Who is it?" Lan Wangji was alert.No one dared to speak like that in Yunshen's unknown place, and outsiders broke in but did not raise the alarm.

"This fairy friend doesn't have to be like this, we have no malicious intentions." Another gentle man's voice sounded.

Reunion

During the words, two figures, one red and one white, appeared out of thin air in Wei Wuxian's mourning hall.The man in white was wearing a bamboo hat, and a white silk was wrapped around his clothes.The man in red was wearing an eye patch over his right eye, a silver moon scimitar was tied around his waist, and two silver butterflies stood on his shoulders.

"Not talented