Xianjun's stand-in ran away

With the help of Lantern Moss, which is everywhere in Mingyuan, and relying on the special talent of the Wu Clan god son, Wei Lan escaped with Xueji.

In a cave with stalactites hanging upside down, the moss surged and gathered into flower buds, and then the flower buds bloomed layer by layer. Wei Lan dragged Xue Ji out of it.

Under the orange light, the pair of earrings without pendants on his ears flashed a bright red light.

"Brother?" Xue Ji was a little dizzy and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately Wei Lan helped him to stand up straight.

Wei Lan had an abnormal paleness on his face. After Xue Ji stood still, he let go of Xue Ji's hand, then took out a small knife from the mustard ring, made two gestures, and put it on his wrist.

"Brother, what are you going to do?!" Xue Ji woke up suddenly, grabbed his hand holding the knife and shouted in a panic.

"Don't make trouble, Xue Ji." Wei Lan felt helpless, "It's not an easy task for these lantern moss to bring us here, look at these little guys, they are clamoring for reward..."

He pointed to the ground, and Xue Ji looked over, and found that the orange moss that had surrounded them before was churning layer by layer, like blooming and withering flowers, repeating this action over and over again.

Xue Ji's eyes widened, and she subconsciously let go of her hand: "Brother, are they...alive?"

Wei Lan chuckled, "You're not asking the right question. Plants are alive, and they also have their own consciousness. It's just that they don't understand the language, and normal people can't understand what they say."

And the god son of the Wu clan, born with the special command of blood, can command all the plants in the world.

Taking advantage of Xueji's inattention, he directly pressed down with the hand holding the knife, blood splashed out along the edge of the knife, dripping onto the lantern moss, slowing down the movement of the moss, gradually tending to none.

Because he struck too hard, two or three drops of blood splashed on Xue Ji's face, who was looking down, staining his cheeks and the fundus of his eyes red.

The smell of fresh blood tempted Xue Ji to open his mouth, and licked off the trace of fresh blood, his purple eyes were stained with a layer of red, becoming a little darker.

It's weirdly deep.

"Xue Ji?" Wei Lan felt that his state was a little strange, and subconsciously called out.

Following his call, Xue Ji, who had been in a daze, suddenly came back to his senses. He rushed to Wei Lan's side, held his wrist carefully, and hurriedly shouted: "Brother, it's bleeding!"

He was so worried that he jumped up and down, but at the same time he was at a loss, he carefully controlled the strength in his hand, so that the hand holding Wei Lan's wrist was firmly supported in the air, as if he was afraid that even a little vibration would cause Make that wound grow bigger and spill more blood.

Seeing that he was worried about her, Wei Lan's heart warmed up, her lips pursed slightly, and her pale face became a little more bloody, he patted Xueji's hand holding his wrist, and said softly : "Don't be afraid, it's fine."

He has been used to doing this kind of thing for a long time. When he slit his wrist, he grasped the strength very well. He would bleed, but the wound was not deep. With his better physique than ordinary people, the wound will heal after a while.

Just need to endure a little pain...

Wei Lan withdrew the dagger, rubbed Xue Ji's hairy head with her uninjured hand, used a little strength, and comforted her: "It's really all right, when did my brother lie to you? Look, I I just said that I will solve Lu, that guy's matter, now, haven't we left there properly?"

Xue Ji was not fooled by his understatement, he stared closely at Wei Lan's wound, with tears in his eyes: "Brother, does the wound hurt?"

He held Wei Lan's injured hand carefully, and the tears in his eyes rolled down his cheeks with his movements, looking pitiful, which also made his worries extraordinarily sincere.

It's been a long time since Wei Lan was held in the palm of someone's hand and cared for so much, her heart suddenly felt unreasonably jerky, and the corners of her eyes felt a little hot.

Does it hurt?Of course it hurts.

He has body temperature, breathing, and blood flowing in his body. He is a mortal who has a little special ability but has never even experienced fighting... He was once a little prince who was held in the palm of everyone in the Wu clan. What, can you go from getting red eyes when you touch it to being able to press the dagger into the skin without changing your face, watching the blood flow out as if you can't feel the pain?

At first, when he discovered that his blood had special effects on plants, he didn't think about bleeding to nourish anything, until Lu Ming ignored his wishes and the living environment of Tianwu trees, and planted dozens of Tianwu trees. Forcibly moved from southern Xinjiang to the sleeping hall.

Wei Lan looked at the Tianwu tree, which looked like the patron saint of the clan. The leaves on the lush canopy fell off, the originally tall and straight trunk gradually shrank, and dozens of Tianwu trees died in pieces...

When I was in southern Xinjiang, the root system of every Tianwu tree was connected with Jianmu, and their lifespan was so long that they could cross the long river of time. Wei Lan has never seen any Tianwu tree during the more than [-] years of growing up. The death of the tree, but now in front of his eyes, there are dozens of Tianwu trees that will die because of him.

However, in the room Lu Mingsi left for him, he didn't even have a dagger. In the end, he broke the porcelain, separated his wrists with the pieces of porcelain, bled, and saved those dying Tianwu trees. .

Later, he quietly asked Bai Xia for a small dagger and hid it, so as to avoid the situation of destroying the porcelain in the house every time bloodletting.

He had discovered a little secret he hadn't told anyone about—that it hurt more to slit a wrist with china than with a dagger.

After trying many times, he discovered that it was because the porcelain was not strong enough to cut too deeply, and the blood flow continued... Once he passed out directly outside the bedroom due to excessive blood loss. Healed, only to wake up in the warm sunshine.

To be honest, if it weren't for his special constitution, several lives would not be enough for him to make it like this.

But Wei Lan couldn't stop.

The circle of sycamore trees and the rescued Ling Zhi in the bedroom were his only spiritual sustenance in that empty cage.

He didn't tell anyone about these accidents, big or small. At that time, he was afraid that Lu Mingsi and Bai Xia would be worried, so he just silently repeated the process of cutting his wrist, bleeding, and waiting for the wound to heal. He couldn't count how many times he had done such a thing, and he was numb to the pain of cutting his wrist.

It's not that it doesn't hurt, it's just that you get used to it.

But Xueji's concern made Wei Lan feel in a trance that, in fact, he had never been used to such pain, he just learned to be patient.

For having to endure.

It feels so good to be cared about...

Wei Lan stubbornly raised his neck and blinked his eyes against the wind until the water in his eyes completely dissipated in the air, then he turned his head and smiled at Xueji as if nothing had happened, "Don't worry, Axue, I have medicine here, sprinkle it on It'll be fine."

He took out the golden sore medicine to stop bleeding from the mustard ring, and sprinkled it on his wrist. After a while, the wound was completely healed, and the blood was wiped off with his white fingers, leaving only a light pink mark on it, which proved that this place had been cut open.

This golden sore medicine is specially made by the Wu clan. He has seen countless treasures around Lu Mingsi, and he has never seen any medicine that can take effect as quickly as the golden sore medicine produced by the Wu clan. At that time, he felt that Lu Mingsi often fought outside, and he would not encounter any danger if he stayed in the dormitory every day. Since he kept the golden sore medicine in his own hands, it would be better to hand it over to Ah Si, so the patriarch and the others specially He didn't keep a bottle of the medicine that was brought to him, and gave it all to Lu Mingsi.

Even after Lu Mingsi's feelings faded, Wei Lan never regretted his choice, he just had a pity that he was not blessed to accept the things that his clansmen cherished and cherished.

Seeing that he was fine, Xueji finally stopped circling around him like an ant on a hot pot, Wei Lan dragged him to sit on the ground to rest, not long after, Xueji fell asleep with his lap on his head.

It was only then that Wei Lan had time to think about what Lu Ming had found before.

Lu Mingsi's attitude is a bit strange, his domineering style is within Wei Lan's expectations, but his tolerance for Wei Lan is somewhat beyond Wei Lan's expectations...

Wei Lan had a bad premonition, and thought deeply, but couldn't catch that flashing thought.

After thinking about it for a long time but failed to arouse those inspirations, Wei Lan smiled bitterly, rubbed the aching forehead, stopped exploring, and started thinking about how to get rid of Lu Mingsi completely.

He has always been very clear that he chose to terminate the engagement for a better life, not for revenge on Lu Mingsi...

Wei Lan doesn't want to immerse herself in the past and punish herself with past mistakes.

What he hopes is that the two can separate in a dignified manner. From now on, the two roads will go each way, and they will never appear in each other's lives again... If this can really happen, it will be great, but it's a pity However, Lu Mingsi would not listen to his words easily, nor did he know what it means to respect his choice.

It is unrealistic to expect Lu Mingsi to give up voluntarily. That guy is used to being strong. He has never failed in what he wants to do. If he is not asked to pay some price, he will not care about Wei Lan's thoughts at all.

Regarding this point, Wei Lan had some thoughts when she realized that what he sent was a clone.

In addition, there is another point that Lu Mingsi found it too quickly...

When he left with the help of Lantern Moss, he saw Lu Mingsi coming out of the deep abyss through their eyes, and chased them straight in the direction they left without hesitation, as if he knew where he was early in the morning.

Thinking of this, Wei Lan immediately began to grope around her hair and neck, and soon, she touched the two studs on her ears with phoenix blood stones embedded.

——Because the earrings are not in the way, he forgot them when he took off his clothes.

Wei Lan looked thoughtful, and after a while, she took off the earrings from both ears.

Under the orange light from the lantern moss, the bloodstones inlaid on the earrings flickered, and they themselves glowed faintly.

The corners of Wei Lan's lips twitched, and she sarcastically said: "The positioning thing..."

——What kind of person would hide a trick to track the other party's whereabouts on the wedding dress and jewelry given to his partner?

If it wasn't for the usefulness of this thing, Wei Lan would have wanted to destroy this thing that Lu Ming couldn't bear to think about.

Wei Lan pursed her lips.

It's better to use waste, and use Lu Mingsi's own backhand to lead him to a dead end... It's best for him to remember this lesson.

Wei Lan's soft whisper woke Xue Ji up, he rubbed his eyes, got up from Wei Lan's lap, and whispered: "Brother, are you leaving?"

Wei Lan nodded, dragged him up, and then walked to the front of the gathered lantern moss, exposing the hollow in the middle, and threw the phoenix blood stone earrings into it.

The stud bounced twice in the moss and fell into the corner.

Xue Ji leaned over curiously, and asked, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Wei Lan took out a small piece of wood with a rotten ebony fragrance and a set of dirty clothes that hadn't been washed in time from the mustard ring, and threw them into the hollow in the lantern moss ball.

His eyes were calm, and he said meaningfully: "Leave some gifts for that bad guy who came here before."

Xue Ji nodded with a vague understanding, tiptoed to look in, when Wei Lan got up, he just bumped into his chin, the two of them said "Aiyo" in unison, and retracted to the ground again.

Wei Lan rubbed the top of her head, she didn't recover for a long time, she turned her head and saw Xue Ji who was still moaning and screaming, only to roll on the ground, it was a little funny.

In this dark abyss, Xueji was the only existence that made him feel warm.

Even after leaving Lu Mingsi, he is not alone.

Wei Lan looked at Xue Ji who was acting coquettishly at him with teary eyes, and felt helpless: "Okay, get up quickly if you don't feel any pain, it's time for us to set off. Arrive at Qianlong City earlier, and leave Netherworld earlier."

Holding back tears, Xueji stood up, followed behind him step by step, and said aggrievedly as she walked, "Brother, it hurts so much."

Wei Lan rubbed the top of her head, and echoed in a low voice: "I'm in pain too."

The two looked at each other, seeing each other holding back tears, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

After laughing enough, Xue Ji went over silently and grabbed Wei Lan's sleeve, a smile flashed in Wei Lan's eyes, indulged his dependence, and led him step by step into the darkness.

This time you won't get lost again.

Not long after the two of Wei Lan left, the ball of moss that once drilled out of people gradually ceased to glow, as if it had lost its life, and then gathered in the center again, until finally, a faintly protruding shape of a person appeared— -has a head, a body, and limbs.

I don't know how long it took before a man came out from the darkness. He was very good-looking, his face was slightly darker, with a touch of exotic style, and his skin was so white that it almost glowed. , in a place like Nether Abyss where weirdness breeds, it adds a sense of magic that makes people unable to take their eyes off.

——Has exactly the same face as Wei Lan who just left, except that she has no clothes on.

"Wei Lan" bent down, picked up the pair of phoenix blood stone earrings from the ground and put them on her ears, and then picked up the suit, but when she was about to put it on, she smelled the smell of blood on it, and raised her eyebrows. She frowned tightly, feeling a little reluctant to go up for a while.

"Huh..." He gritted his teeth in pain, pinched his nose, and casually put the dirty clothes on his body.

After getting dressed, "Wei Lan" did not stay where he was, but walked into the darkness alone.

Only this time, the direction he was heading in was completely opposite to the direction he left before....

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The author has something to say:

Lu Mingsi was ecstatic: This is the "wife multiplication technique"!

Wei Lan: Even if there are 188 me, you still have no wife :)

Soilless cultivation (? Lan Lan, you deserve it!

ps: Although Lan Lan can't practice, his abilities are very diverse (substitution technique.jpg