: villain disqualification

"Master... don't..." Lan Che hurried forward to stop him, but everyone and ghost thought he was in the way while beating him and avoiding him.Lan and Mu were very nervous. You must know that although Xue Yang's grievances are strong and his intelligence is intact, how can he be Lan Xichen's opponent?While chasing after him, he shouted at Xue Yang: "Xue Chengmei, quickly enter the spirit lock bag!"

"Tch!" If Xue Yang could be so obedient, he wouldn't be Xue Yang.

"Xue Chengmei! Can you just listen to me once?!"

Xue Yang yelled and cursed while fighting with Lan Xichen: "Then you tell your good master to stop first!!"

Lan and Mu were speechless, joined the battle with their swords in hand, and suddenly turned into a three-person melee. He gradually realized that Lan Xichen was a little unusual... His footsteps were floating, the accuracy of the sword was greatly reduced, and his spiritual power was reduced. The timing was not as perfect as usual... He suddenly realized.I'm afraid it's not that Lan Xichen doesn't believe him, but that he has shifted his spiritual meridians after he attacked him last time.

This is not impossible, but it requires extremely high levels of cultivation for the caster.

He was a little surprised, and gradually understood why Lan Xichen had been going to retreat every now and then.

His spiritual power needs to be used by two people, and repairing his soul is extremely costly. If he wants to improve his cultivation, he needs to put in several times more effort than others.

My heart suddenly became sore again.

Lan Xichen was still drunk, because the spiritual vein shifted and didn't seal him, so he woke up and saw that he wasn't running out to look for it. Jiling's territory is not big, and guided by Xue Chengmei's resentment, he was chasing after him right?

The sound of "clang, clang, clang" weapons changing non-stop. Seeing that Lan and Mu had been protecting Xue Yang, Lan Xichen's eyes darkened even more. With a few dexterous turns, Lan and Mu were thrown out again, grabbing Xue Yang. He threw him aside with his wrist, and continued to fight Xue Yang, his strikes were ruthless and urgent, without leaving any room for him.If he hadn't been drunk, Xue Yang would have been killed by him more than a dozen times.

"Master... don't... Master, you... listen to me..."

Xue Yang was gradually exhausted and fell into a disadvantageous situation. Seeing that it was too late, Lan Che threw out the spirit lock bag and condensed it in the air while shouting at Xue Yang: "Chengmei!" He rushed over, blocked Xue Yang's face, and embraced Lan Xi with his chest. Chen's Shuoyue: "Master, don't!" After Lan Xichen saw who was in front of him, his eyes suddenly widened, and he suddenly withdrew his spiritual power to Shuoyue to turn around.

The end of the sudden absorption of spiritual power was to backlash against him, his figure was powerless and flew in the opposite direction, landing heavily on the ground.He didn't know the severity of this blow in a drunken state, so he directly used all his spiritual power, and suddenly counterattacked himself, which was equivalent to using himself to take the shocking blow from himself, and suddenly his blood surged, and his spiritual veins boiled , as if being hit in the chest with a hammer, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Lan Che was stunned and felt a sudden pain in his heart, so he hurriedly rushed over: "Master!!"

Lan Xichen fell to the ground and struggled to get up, as if his whole mind was in a daze, startled for a moment, turned over and vomited blood again.Lan Che understood that he was agitated by the spiritual power of his whole body just now, and because he couldn't control the spiritual power rushing around his body under the emotional agitation, that's why the backlash injury was forced to be worse.

"Master..." No, I have to tell him to calm down quickly.

Lan Che understood why he was so agitated, if he died in his new moon again, Lan Che estimated that Lan Xichen would really go crazy.He rushed over, and saw that Lan Xichen's eyes were still widened in horror, his pupils shrunk slightly, and he was as dull as a nightmare.The whole body is trembling slightly.Lan Yumu was terrified, and hurriedly hugged him gently in his arms, patted his back, and said softly like comforting a frightened child: "Master... I'm fine. It's okay, it's okay... you calm down For a moment, stabilize the spiritual power in your body first... first stabilize the spiritual power..."

He didn't care to look back at Xue Yang and didn't care how he would react, he just hugged Lan Xichen tightly and felt his breathing gradually subside, which made him slightly relieved.

However, before he could touch his acupoints and use his spiritual power to investigate his injuries, Lan Xichen suddenly hugged him back.

Lan and Mu: "Master..."

"Hmm..." Lan Xichen hugged him so hard that he almost embeds his whole body into his chest, wrapping one hand around his waist and holding onto his shoulder with the other, trying to strangle his waist and crush his waist. Shoulder bones, about to crush his ribs.

Lan Yumu: "Uh...Master...it hurts..." He knew that he had just been shocked, and planned to let Lan Xichen do whatever he wanted, but Lan Xichen really strangled him to the point of suffocation. Speak up to remind.

After he protested for a long time, Lan Xichen slowly let him go.

It was only then that Lan and Mu remembered and looked back. Xue Yang was not there, and the spirit lock pouch fell on the ground.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and hastily grabbed Lan Xichen's wrist. As soon as the spiritual power flowed into his body, Lan Che stretched out his hand and mercilessly slapped himself loudly, regretting so much that he wanted to kill himself.

He was badly hurt.

If it wasn't for her bragging rights to force him to drink, if it wasn't for her self-defeating standing in front of Shuo Yue...why did he do this?

"Hmm... don't..." Lan Xichen was startled by him, looked up at him sluggishly, reached out to touch his face, and said softly.There was a bit of grievance and a bit of condemnation in his voice, as if he was the one who was beaten.

Lan Xichen struggled to get up, and knelt down in front of him, with his head stretched out beside his red and swollen cheeks, puffing his cheeks and gently blowing on his face.The slight air current gently touched Lan Yumu's face and ears, making it numb and itchy.He got a little amused, turned his head to look at Lan Xichen's face close at hand, and asked, "It won't hurt if you blow it off, will it?"

Lan Xichen's eyes sparkled and he nodded.

Lan Che smiled and reached out to wipe away the blood stained on his lips, took out the pill from Qiankun's sleeve and poured it to his mouth, and softly said like a child: "Open your mouth, be good."

Lan Xichen opened his mouth as he said, and Lan Yumu stuffed the pill into his mouth, and took out a small and exquisite water bottle: "Drink water, swallow it."

Lan Xichen held his hand holding the water bottle, drank a couple of mouthfuls, rinsed his mouth, and spat to the side with a "poof".Turning to look at him innocently.

Lan Yumu gritted her teeth: "Lan Huan, did you do it on purpose?"

Lan Xichen smiled slightly, with flushed cheeks, extremely delicate and beautiful features, and a sultry aroma of wine on his breath.

Lan Yumu had no choice but to stuff another pill into his mouth, pour him some water and force him to swallow it.After drinking the water, Lan Xichen rested his head on one hand and shook it as if it was very uncomfortable, only to get more dizzy, his body swayed twice, Lan Che hurried to support him.

"Are you uncomfortable?"

"Ah."

"Where is the pain?"

"Dizziness."

Lan Che looked at his wiping his forehead tilted to one side, and the strands of hair loosened by the previous confusion, and smiled slightly.When have you ever seen Mr. Zewu, who has always been elegant and dignified to the extreme, look so embarrassed?

Seeing him like this, Lan Yumu couldn't help but want to tease him, pinching his cheeks while coaxing him softly: "Then, let's go back to the inn to sleep, okay? Huanhuan?"

Lan Xichen didn't seem to notice anything wrong, and nodded obediently.

Lan Che covered his mouth and tried his best to hold back a smile. Now he gradually understood why his uncle and aunt always liked to tease his uncle, because the feeling of molesting the Lan family's Shuangbi was really... comfortable from head to toe. Cool and a sense of accomplishment, hahahaha.He helped Lan Xichen to stand upright, turned around and went to the spiritual lock bag to pick it up, sealed it, and hung it on his waist. When he looked back at Lan Xichen, he couldn't laugh or cry.

I saw that he didn't know when he called Shuoyue to his feet, and he was stuck in the air half a foot from the ground. He stretched out his foot and tried hard to step on Shuoyue, but unfortunately he stepped to the left and then to the right, but he missed. However, he muttered in a low voice: "Don't move...don't run..."

How the hell did he come here with the sword just now?It is also fate not to fall to death in mid-air.

Lan Che secretly swore in his heart that if he dared to let him get drunk in the future, he would just stab himself to death!What a crime.He drew his saber to his feet, and said to Lan Xichen, "Master, take Shuoyue away, and let me take you to guard the sword, okay?"

Lan Xichen was startled, nodded slightly, and called Shuoyue back into his sleeve as promised.

Lan and Mu put one of his arms around his neck, hugged his waist with difficulty and stood on his sword, moving his spiritual power and flying low in the air. If you are not careful, you will fall down.Especially now that he has Lan Xichen who is completely uncontrollably drunk in his hand.

Sure enough, Lan Xichen doesn't know what a sense of balance is at all right now. Several times, Lan and Mu felt that they were about to fall together, so they simply said to Lan Xichen, "Master...how about I carry you away?" Although Lan Xichen was much taller and stronger than him, but the Lan family's monster's arms should not be underestimated. He believed that he should still be able to hug Lan Xichen.

In the end, Lan Xichen shook his head, and said with difficulty: "Don't...I...I'll hug you..." As he said that, he really was about to bend down to copy his legs.

"Hey, hey, hey...don't move, don't move..." Lan Che couldn't stop him in a hurry, Lan Xichen fell down suddenly, Lan Che grabbed his wrist, so Lan Yu squatted on the sword in admiration There is a Lan Xichen floating in the sky below.He couldn't help but drink hot blood: "Lan Huan! Do you think you did it on purpose?!"

Lan Xichen didn't answer him, he hurriedly flew with his sword towards an open lawn in the forest, after slowing down, Lan Xichen landed on his feet first, he followed after a few steps and then stood still, so the handle was still on the ground. Lan and Mu on the sword were torn off, and Lan and Mu suddenly fell into his arms, and he stretched out his arms to hug him, and it turned out that he was the one who hugged him.

Lan Che nestled in his arms, a little speechless.

With a sound of "咻", the sword that flew out was called back by him and disappeared in his sleeve. He struggled slightly: "Master...let me down."

Lan Xichen shook his head and refused, then, like the last time he passed out, shook him up, hugged him even tighter, chest against chest, his breath brushing against his ears.

"Ayao..."

Lan and Mu's eyes widened suddenly!

Heart beating like crazy.

He found out?when? !How did you find out? ! ! !

"Ayao..." He called him again, lovingly rubbing his cheek against his like a pet, and rubbing it comfortably.

Lan and Mu were stained by his hot cheeks, and the face that had lost all blood just now gradually became hotter.

He suddenly realized that Lan Huan was drunk at the moment.He always knew that he was the reincarnation of that person, he just never said it to himself.Maybe he didn't necessarily recognize him, maybe he just slipped the tongue inadvertently when he was drunk?

Lan Xichen was still injured, and bearing the force for such a long time would not help the injury. Thinking of this, Lan and Mu struggled: "Master, let me go..."

"don't want……"

Lan Yumu threatened him: "Master, if you hug me so tightly again, I will be strangled to death."

As soon as he heard the word "death", Lan Xichen suddenly let go of his hand as if he had been frightened by something. With a "snap", Lan Che's buttocks first hit the tailbone and felt that he was going to be paralyzed.

He writhed on the ground in pain for a long time and couldn't speak.

Lan Xichen!You definitely did it on purpose, right? ! ! !

"Ayao...I'm sorry..." Lan Xichen knelt down and reached out to rub him.At this time, Lan Yumu turned over because of the pain, his hands were covering his buttocks, and Lan Xichen held down his buttocks and rubbed them vigorously with his hands.

Lan and Mu trembled, and hurriedly crawled away on the ground with hands and feet. Lan Xichen wanted to grab him, so he leaned forward and threw himself on the grass, but he still grabbed one of his wrists and held him tightly. Hold on tightly and refuse to let go.