Xianjun's stand-in ran away

so what……?Because Lu Mingsi likes him, does he have to endure Lu Mingsi's pursuit and bear the troubles caused by his pursuit?

Wei Lan, who thought he had vaguely changed, felt disappointed again uncontrollably.

In Lu Mingsi's words, the subject is always himself.

He suddenly figured it out, the reason why Lu Mingsi let him do what he did was not because he trusted him, but because the price of not doing that...he couldn't bear it.

The worry and anxiety on Lu Mingsi's face were real, but Wei Lan was unmoved.

No matter how hard this person tries to change, in his bones, he is still the arrogant and egotistical Immortal Minghui.

Wei Lan's amber eyes became a little cold again, and he stood back to the previous distance, the distance of two feet, not too much, not too little.

"That's all for now. I've told you everything I need to say. I can't stop you, but you can't force me either." He glanced at Lu Mingsi who was at a loss, and held Xue Ji back. sleeve, dragging him towards the Wu Clan.

Ten sycamore trees stand on the ground, like silent but strong guards.

The entrance of the Witch Clan doesn't seem to have anything special, it's right between two sycamore trees, there isn't even a dirt path to walk on, but if you don't choose the right entrance, you will get lost in the maze built by the trees after entering.

Wei Lan led Xue Ji into the clan's territory. Behind him, Lu Mingsi kept a safe distance of two feet, and subconsciously followed.

He still really doesn't understand what is enough is enough...

Wei Lan sighed and stopped, the vines hanging from the branches of Tianwu trees on both sides suddenly twisted like snakes and wove into a huge net, which happened to block Lu Mingsi from the door.

Wei Lan turned her head, her brows and eyes submissive, but her words choked up in her heart: "Minghui Xianjun, forcibly breaking into other people's homes without the master's invitation... Isn't that good? If it spreads, the How should the people who you worship as gods look at you?"

Xue Ji followed Wei Lan's side, also imitating Wei Lan, staring at Lu Mingsi with a pair of beautiful big eyes, and slightly curled the corner of her lower lip.

He obviously didn't say anything, but he gave people a feeling of "Oh, you've been stopped".

Lu Mingsi's eyes darkened, he gritted his teeth and endured it, he said indignantly, "That guy can get in, but I can't?"

Wei Lan glanced sideways at Xue Ji, Xue Ji suppressed her smile for a second, and looked at Wei Lan innocently, as if I hadn't done anything.

Wei Lan thought it was a little funny.

This is the land of the Wu Clan, the area where the Tianwu tree grows is his country, and he sees Xue Ji's provocations in his eyes.

Facing Xueji's watery eyes and pretending to be innocent, Wei Lan finally said nothing, turned her head, and said to Lu Mingsi: "Yes, he can come in because he is my guest, but you no."

Lu Ming choked his breath in his chest and almost didn't come up.

He raised his head and glanced at the thickness of the vines, thinking in his heart what Wei Lan would do if he broke through the vines directly...

Wei Lan seemed to have guessed what dangerous thoughts he was thinking, and added calmly: "It is my duty to protect the territory of the Wu Clan, are you sure you want to force your way?"

"...I will fight back."

Although he can't beat Lu Mingsi, he is not afraid.

After all, Lu Mingsi is the one who casts the weapon of fear, and Wei Lan herself is the "tool" he fears.

Lu Ming became even angrier, staring at Wei Lan angrily, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Lan, Lan! "

Wei Lan's eyelids didn't move, she raised her arms, and the vine net immediately retracted to Wei Lan's side, and before Lu Mingsi's face showed joy, the vines turned into stabbing spears, ready to move towards Lu Mingsi.

Lu Mingsi: "..."

His wife, when facing him, was as ruthless as the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Although Lu Mingsi was annoyed, he subtly did not dislike his angular appearance.

Of course, it would be even better if the person he treated so ruthlessly was not himself...

"Since the sons of the Wu Clan have said so..." Lu Mingsi gritted his teeth and turned around to leave.

But before he finished speaking, Wei Lan put away the vines, turned around and took Xueji to the clan, leaving Lu Mingsi alone in the wind, and the remaining half of the sentence "Then I am not welcome." The guests should be sensible and leave on their own initiative." No one is listening anymore.

Lu Ming watched in a daze as the figure went further and further away, and soon disappeared completely at the end of his field of vision. The whole person stood there in a daze, continued to speak harshly, no one cared... and turned to leave, like a bereaved dog... …

Wei Lan is really capable, huh? !

He stood on the edge of the Wu Clan's territory and took a step forward, as if he wanted to force his way in, but he looked at the Tianwu trees all over the place, hesitated for a while, and finally turned around and left.

Now that Wei Lan has made such an unwelcoming appearance, it's not like he insisted on following him because he licked his face.

Lu Mingsi's eyes were gloomy, he walked two steps, couldn't help but look back, only to see that Wei Lan's figure had gradually disappeared at the end of his vision, without even the slightest bit of reluctance.

Just let him go!

Lu Ming gritted his teeth in resentment.

In the woods, Xue Ji followed Wei Lan, observed his expression, saw that he was calm as usual, without any extra emotions, couldn't help asking curiously: "Brother, do you think that guy will leave?"

Wei Lan glanced at him, "Maybe? Why are you paying so much attention to him?"

Xue Ji pursed her lower lip, and said confidently: "Brother doesn't like him! I want to hate him with my brother!"

Wei Lan had already let go of the hand holding Xue Ji's sleeve. Hearing this, he turned his head and looked Xue Ji's face up and down. He really didn't understand why he was so hostile to Lu Mingsi.

He pursed his lower lip, not ashamed to say that a large part of the reason why he was so intimate with Xueji was because he wanted to take advantage of Xueji's existence to drive Lu Mingsi away.

It seems to be very effective, but it may be a bit unfair to Xue Ji.

Wei Lan lowered her eyelashes, deciding to treat Xue Ji better in the future.

The two walked in the woods for a while, and after a while, a wide river appeared in front of them. On the river was a thick wooden bridge that could allow four cars to pass side by side. After crossing the river, there were tall wooden houses built around the trees. , someone can be seen walking on the road.

Seeing the familiar village, Wei Lan's originally indifferent face softened a little, and his voice also softened. He turned his head and reminded Xue Ji: "A Xue, don't keep annoying him. When I'm by your side, He doesn't dare to shoot at you, but if you offend him so thoroughly, what will you do in the future? I can't stay by your side all the time. "

"It's not sure who will attack whom..." Xueji muttered in a low voice, but Wei Lan didn't hear clearly. Before Wei Lan's probing eyes turned around, he suddenly jumped to Wei Lan's side lightly like a squirrel , hugged his arm, and said coquettishly: "What are you talking nonsense, brother? Ah Xue will not be separated from brother!"

Wei Lan laughed dumbfounded, staggered a bit when he bumped her, but didn't care.

He looked at Xueji tenderly, with a serious face: "Xueji, I didn't bring you out of the abyss to keep you in the Wu Clan or by my side. I hope you can accept it." Normal education, being able to live a normal life, and having enough understanding and cognition of the world, being able to make decisions of one's own will, what exactly you want to do, where you want to go..."

Seeing that Xueji was listening attentively, Wei Lan's eyes were even more gentle, he raised his hand and touched Xueji's head: "...At that time, no matter what decision you make, brother will support you. "

Xue Ji and Wei Lan looked at each other, his crystal purple eyes were lost for a moment, he suddenly lowered his head, avoiding Wei Lan's warm sight like sunlight, his voice was a little childish, and whispered : "Then what if... I want to be by my brother's side in the future?"

This fledgling plot of Axue...

Wei Lan shook her head helplessly, grabbed the big ostrich by the neck, and took him to the village affectionately, "Of course! I mean to respect your choice, but I don't mean that you are not allowed to stay by my side."

"But I'm also afraid that my brother will hate me one day! It's like hating that guy..." Xue Ji rubbed Wei Lan's arm, stumbled and followed him, and continued to mutter.

"How can you compare with him?" Xue Ji asked one sentence after another like a dead end, making Wei Lan feel a little helpless, wishing to pry open the little guy's little head to see what was inside.

Lu Ming has hurt him, but Xue Ji has not, so why worry about such things?

Just when Xue Ji wanted to pester Wei Lan to confirm something, the clansmen in the village finally found out that they had arrived.

"Son of God? Why are you back?" The flower farmer who took care of the surrounding Tianwu trees first spotted Wei Lan's figure, "Didn't you...didn't you follow that Immortal Minghui?"

The old man's eyesight is not very good, and he is not considered a big shot in the clan. He has never met Lu Mingsi before, so he thought the tall young man next to Wei Lan was the legendary Minghui Immortal Lord.

He rubbed his hands cheerfully, and smiled friendlyly at Xueji: "Oh, this is Immortal Minghui, right? Look at this little guy, he's much more handsome than our kid, are you here to accompany me?" Son of God coming back to visit relatives? Come, come, come to my house to do it, just in time, I haven’t finished drinking the freshest snow dew tea I just picked in spring, this is a treasure of our Wu nationality’s special product, come and taste it..."

He was rambling on, reaching out to pull Xueji.

The habit of the Wu people to favor the ancient tribes has led to the fact that even though there are differences in identities within the tribe due to the division of responsibilities, they actually get along like a big family, without differences in status, and treat every tribe member as their own relatives.

Wei Lan grew up in such an environment.

He is used to and likes such a unique atmosphere in the clan, and he also wanted to let Xue Ji blend in as soon as possible, so he didn't stop the old man when he pulled people away, but watched Xue Ji being dragged away by the old man with a dazed expression on his face with a smile. , just followed behind slowly, explaining: "Grandpa Wuchen, what you are dragging is not Minghui Xianjun, but a friend I brought back. His name is Xueji."

Wu Chen stopped, subconsciously turned around and squinted his eyes to identify other guests around Wei Lan who had been missed.

No.

He paused, turned around as if nothing had happened, and continued to drag Xueji towards the house, "Ah? So it's Xueji? Xueji is also fine, come and come, then come with me to the house to get the freshly picked snow dew." Tea, let me tell you, this snow dew tea..."

He babbled about how good his Xuelu tea was to Xueji, as if he was not at all curious about Wei Lan's sudden return, and didn't ask what happened.

It's just such a familiar environment and familiar people, which already made Wei Lan's eye circles a little red. Perhaps in the eyes of the clansmen, he came back after only half a month away, but to Wei Lan, this But it was the home he hadn't been back to for a full 100 years, and it was the place where he could only occasionally stay for a short night in his best dreams.

The sunlight passed through the luxuriant branches and leaves, and gently brushed Wei Lan's cheeks, reflecting a little golden glow in the corners of his eyes, reflected on his face, making the moisture in the corners of his eyes impossible to hide.

Wei Lan prayed silently in her heart, Xue Ji must not turn around at this time and see such a shameful side of him.

Fortunately, Xue Ji was staggering, as if Wu Chen had attracted all his attention. Xue Ji, who was always vigilant like a small animal, seemed to know how to distinguish the environment by nature. Here, he completely let go. Heart of defense.

This is the Wu Clan, and this is Wei Lan's home.