Xianjun's stand-in ran away

Wei Lan didn't want to talk to him at first, but after walking a few steps, he heard the footsteps deliberately stepped on by the person behind him, his heart was boiling with irritability, and he couldn't help but replied: "Why do you have so many problems? It's because you insisted Follow me, I don't need to explain to you."

Lu Ming was not angry, but smiled softly for a moment, and echoed: "You are right."

Wei Lan: "..."

Not only did the irritability not be relieved, but it became more violent.

At times like this, he hated Lu Mingsi's calm and relaxed appearance.

Even facing the handsome face he always liked, he couldn't let go of his anger.

With a cold face and straight neck, Wei Lan stared straight ahead, without giving Lu Mingsi another look, and walked towards the depths of the underworld, a darker and more filthy place.

Although the slope of the ground is not obvious, they are indeed going down.

Lu Mingsi didn't care about where Wei Lan wanted to go at first, but as he walked farther and farther away, the turbid air around him gradually became thicker, and even penetrated the shell of the Wu Nian Jade Puppet, causing his spirit to appear for a moment unstable.

His footsteps stopped in vain, and a dazzling aura lit up in his eyes, spying out the direction towards Wei Lan.

However, the spirit technique is affected by the turbid air, and it can only see a range of several miles at most. In addition to the road covered with underground plants, the road ahead is still covered with underground plants, but it is getting more and more dense. If there is any abnormality, it can't be said .

What does Wei Lan want to do...?

Lu Mingsi frowned, and hesitated for a moment.

Wei Lan, who was walking in front, didn't wait for him at all, and almost disappeared from his vision in just a short while.

Lu Mingsi's eyes became a little dark.

The forward figure is thin and thin, the belt is not fastened, the robe is loosely draped over the body, a thin and white wrist bone is loomingly exposed in the wide sleeves, and the blue blood vessels on the skin can be vaguely seen.

The fluorescent white wrist bones swing back and forth as they walk, and they look unbearable to hold, and they are so fragile that they will be easily broken with a little force, but they have a magical power that makes people unable to take their eyes off, like the camouflage stretched out by piranhas , It is also a bait, which makes people forget the danger and the existence of predators, and step into the trap without knowing it.

Lu Ming knew it was a trap.

He knows.

Abnormal flaws are everywhere - Wei Lan's missing mustard ring; the state of not needing to eat and not feeling hungry for more than a day; and that little ghost who disappeared...

When Wei Lan was caught again, the feeling of lost and found gained the upper hand for a while, and he didn't think about it carefully, but after going through last night's retreat, something wrong with the subtleties came to his mind.

Lan Lan is a person who looks soft, but is actually more stubborn than anyone else. Otherwise, he would not have done such a thing as a surrogate death without saying a word. How could he, after saving that fool, think that Is it easy to abandon people in trouble?

This is definitely not something Wei Lan would do.

That being the case, what exactly is this "dangerous lan" in front of me... is worth pondering.

Lu Mingsi knew very well that the place Wei Lan wanted to take him to would definitely not be a good place...

There is a high probability that it is a trap specifically aimed at him.

But the bait in the trap is too precious for him to put it down, so he would rather choose to step into the trap willingly, be captured and eaten by that piranha flower, and welcome us as his nourishment. finale.

Hey……

He sighed silently in his heart, his fingers flashed slightly, and he used the magic of shrinking the ground to an inch, his figure turned into a void, and appeared two feet behind Wei Lan in the blink of an eye, as if he had never fallen down.

Wei Lan noticed the movement behind her, raised her hair on one side, glanced at him slightly, and said deliberately: "Why are you following up again? Are you afraid that I will trick you and deliberately lead you to a dangerous place?"

Lu Mingsi smiled subconsciously, but before speaking, he suddenly saw Wei Lan's cold eyes, and the words he was about to say abruptly turned around.

"Lanlan, no matter what we are about to face, as long as I have you by my side, I will be happy."

His voice was deep and sweet, and seemed to be filled with infinite tenderness.

He believed in his own strength, and didn't think there would be anyone in the underworld who could threaten him, but once such words were spoken, Wei Lan would definitely be angered, so he simply said a few love words to please him to fool him.

Lu Ming has not forgotten that he came to coax his wife home.

Besides, to have such a peaceful time together, for Lu Mingsi now, it is already an unexpected joy.

Wei Lan stopped suddenly, looked back at him, her amber eyes flashed complicatedly for a moment, "You actually know how to say such things..."

Wei Lan was really surprised that such affectionate, flirtatious and intimate words would come out of Lu Mingsi's mouth and appear in other places than the bed.

Is it because there are only two of them here, or has something really changed in Lu Mingsi?

Forget it, whatever it is, it has nothing to do with him.

Wei Lan lowered her eyelashes, covered her eyes, threw a word to him, and turned around again.

"what ever."

Lu Mingsi hooked his lower lip. He wanted to continue talking to Wei Lan, trying to formulate a way to figure out why he had such a big change, but before he opened his mouth, Wei Lan stopped him with one sentence. He stopped all his subsequent words: "...and, I know what you wanted to say at the beginning."

His voice at the end of the sentence rose slightly, showing a bit of sarcasm, as if to say: You see, it is because you are such a person that I don't want to talk to you.

As Wei Lan walked, she drew a final conclusion to this conversation: "If you are not afraid of death, you can continue to follow. I won't and can't stop you, but you'd better keep your mouth shut."

Lu Mingsi pursed his lower lip in embarrassment, and closed his mouth obediently.

He knew that Wei Lan didn't like his superior attitude, and he was trying to change it, but some habits had already been ingrained in his bones, and it was not so easy to change.

He needs time.

He hoped that he would have enough time to redeem this relationship.

After walking like this for a long time, there are still eternal stalactite grottoes and lantern moss attached to the stalactites in front of me. The ground is full of unnamed flowers of various colors, except that the grass and trees on the ground are already high enough to cover the calf. The place I crossed half a day ago is no different.

But this is only on the surface.

Lu Ming knew clearly that the turbid air here was thick enough to start eroding the core of the Wunian Jade Puppet. He looked at Wei Lan who was still moving ahead, and shouted: "Lan Lan, it's been a day and a half, you need Do you want something to eat?"

After the words fell, Wei Lan's figure suddenly became tense, and a bowstring-like line was drawn from the jaw to the back.

His voice was low, but trembling slightly due to panic: "I'm not hungry, no, I'll wait until I reach my destination... and then eat."

A flash of understanding flashed across Lu Mingsi's face, his expression remained the same, his voice was smiling, and he pretended not to notice anything and said obediently: "Okay, then we'll wait until we reach our destination before eating, let's move on .”

After he said that, Wei Lan suddenly stopped.

Under the warm light, that slender figure hesitated and frail for a moment.

"Lu Mingsi, have you successfully passed the fourth catastrophe of the heart demon catastrophe of the five declines of heaven and man?" Wei Lan lowered her head, her expression was unclear.

A flash of joy flashed across Lu Mingsi's face, and he subconsciously stepped forward, shortening the distance from the original two feet to ten feet. Seeing that Wei Lan was about to start hiding any further, he stopped in his tracks.

"Lan Lan, you are worried about me."

He was not asking rhetorically, but was stating the facts, but the ecstasy in that tone could not be suppressed no matter what.

Wei Lan turned her head away angrily, and remained silent, not wanting to talk to him.

Time passed silently.

Lu Mingsi was not in a hurry, he just stood there, looking at Wei Lan calmly.

He is eager to get even a little bit of feedback from Wei Lan, to let him know that his efforts are still useful.

But Wei Lan was unwilling to let him have such false expectations.

After a while, as if she had figured something out, Wei Lan suddenly raised her head, and looked at Lu Mingsi calmly from a distance of one foot: "Yes, not right."

"I am worried about you because you are the Minghui Immortal Lord of the Pure World. Whether I like you or not, the cultivation world needs you, a powerful and intact immortal. Even if I hate you, I will I hope you are well, because only if you are fine, the rare peace in the cultivation world can continue, and only in such a cultivation world can the Wu Clan continue better."

"It has nothing to do with my personal likes or dislikes, it's just, it's the right thing to do."

The warm light passed through his thin eyelashes, leaving a faint shadow on his face, and cast a layer of holy light on him, making people subconsciously believe that what he said was the most sincere thought from the bottom of his heart .

He narrated his thoughts very calmly, without the embarrassment of being unwilling to open his heart, and also without being unnatural, that kind of calm, as if he planned to tell Lu Mingsi about it.

For the first time since Lu Mingsi appeared, Wei Lan's amber eyes turned away from disgust, and she looked at him seriously: "So, do you want to continue walking with me?"

Lu Ming fell silent.

His hope was in vain, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

If Wei Lan is embarrassed, ashamed, or even angrily scolds him for being affectionate because of his words, it means that Wei Lan still has some affection for him, but why, she has such a fair and righteous attitude...

——Is there no trace of reluctance from Wei Lan towards him?

Lu Mingsi felt chilly in his heart, the flame that was raised because of Wei Lan's concern, before it had time to ignite anything, was extinguished in the cold wind, leaving only the desolation in his heart, which he missed very much Reminiscing about the beautiful past, thinking of Wei Lan who would throw herself into his arms with a worried face every time he was injured and ask him if it hurt.

Even if everything starts over again, the time he most wants to save is irreversible.

His pitch-black eyes dimmed suddenly, and he lost a little vitality, "I still follow you."

Wei Lan took a deep look at him, and twitched the corners of her lips emotionlessly, "... up to you."

The two walked back and forth for a while, when Lu Mingsi suddenly said, "Lan Lan, don't worry, my inner demon tribulation... has passed."

Wei Lan didn't turn her head back, and replied calmly: "I'm not worried, as long as you feel worthy of the responsibilities you shoulder and the people of the world who trust Minghui Xianjun, then you can do whatever you want, besides... "

He laughed mockingly: "...I can't stop you either."

"..." Lu Mingsi was speechless, and wanted to explain something, but felt that Wei Lan had already made it too clear, as if there was nothing to explain.

Lu Mingsi always felt that he knew what he was doing.

But... does he really, know what he's doing?

Lu Ming closed his eyes, and instinctively followed behind Wei Lan with the throbbing of his soul.

Wei Lan doesn't understand——

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he can't.

Emotion and reason seem to be divided into two people, tearing each other apart all the time.

He can't stop.

In Qianlong City, Wei Lan held Xue Ji's hand and blended in the crowd tensely, getting the information she needed from everyone who spoke on both sides of the street.

"Look at my baby, isn't it good? I took the risk of being bitten to death by monsters in the water, and finally dug it out. Take a look, how much can you give?"

"Tsk, this thing of yours is a monk's magic weapon! In Netherworld, within two days it will be eroded to the point where the aura collapses and turns into a mess. If you don't want to just throw it away, why not send it to Suyuan Pavilion? Only the big shots there will have contacts with the outside world, maybe they will collect your rags and reward you with something! Except for them, no one in Qianlong City will want this rags!"

Suyuan Pavilion...

Wei Lan pinched her fingers thoughtfully.

It sounds like those people in Suyuan Pavilion have mastered the method of entering and exiting Mingyuan.

Whether this is the only way or not, at least it is an opportunity.

Wei Lan took Xueji's hand, and made the big boy who was looking around to lower his head: "Axue, let's go find that Suyuan Pavilion..."

Xue Ji's eyes lit up, and she nodded obediently.

While Wei Lan was talking to Xue Ji in a low voice, in the alleyway separating the two houses, the person who had been sharpening the bone knife with a piece of iron felt moved his ears and stopped.

After listening for a while, he put down the iron blanket in his hand, held the bone knife, and raised the corners of his mouth to reveal a cruel smile.

The candlelight in front of his feet was suddenly blown up by the wind for a moment, reflecting the yellow teeth in his mouth that was almost grinning, and the ugly scar that blinded his right eye.

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Little cannon fodder: Who are the two cuties who let me show my feet?