Xianjun's stand-in ran away

With the threat of demons on the side, there is no time for the two to get entangled in their grievances and resentments. Since Wei Lan said that he can hold on, then he will try to trust him...

This is what Wei Lan taught him before.

It's a pity that for Lu Mingsi today, even Wei Lan who is so aggressive and lectures others...is already an unattainable luxury.

Lu Mingsi took a deep look at Wei Lan, didn't continue to entangle, left a sentence, and drifted away, "If you can't hold on anymore, tell me in advance."

He returned to the gap in the sky and stood there without retreating.

The days of endless fighting lasted for three full days. Lu Mingsi stood alone at the front, his white clothes stained with blood.

During the three days, Wei Lan almost couldn't hold on, but even at the last moment, he didn't ask Lu Mingsi for help. He squeezed his potential time and time again, and he actually made it through.

Even relying on her own strength to make it to the present, Wei Lan has to admit that if the Wu Clan can really survive this time without any casualties, the biggest hero is not him, but Lu Lu who has always been at the forefront. Naruto.

This is Wei Lan's first time fighting side by side with Lu Mingsi, and it is also the first time he has seen Lu Mingsi in combat state.

Lu Ming was blocked at the breach of the boundary wall, and the danger he faced was countless times that of Wei Lan. As time went by, the monsters that entered the cultivation world through the breach became more and more powerful and difficult to deal with, but that person It just happened to be like a nail, piercing myself in the sky, letting the battle become my instinct, not allowing myself to get tired, not allowing myself to retreat, even though my body was covered with scars, I could still swing the sword in my hand instinctively.

Several times, the high-ranking demon hidden among the low-ranking demons attacked Lu Mingsi and tore open wounds on his body. In the most serious one, his right hand holding the sword was torn off... Just as Wei Lan was breathing When he couldn't help but stagnate, that person calmly called back the knocked-out natal spirit sword, held the sword in his left hand, and killed it back again.

He continued to fight with his wounds all over his body. In the end, even the pills couldn't heal the large and small wounds on his body in time, and the blood spilled from the air, completely dyeing the white robe on his body dark red...

But he still didn't take a step back.

Wei Lan seemed to vaguely understand why the monks in the Mirror World respected Immortal Minghui so much—because that person could do things that others couldn't, turning the impossible into possible.

Lu Ming has become more and more brave as he fought more and more, and fewer and fewer demons escaped him, and Wei Lan's pressure became lighter and lighter, but he is a mortal after all, unlike a monk who can go ten days and a half months without sleep, in the end, He was already holding on to it entirely by willpower.

From a long distance away, seeing Bai Xia's body turning into a knife light, tearing apart the monster in front of the Tianwu tree, Wei Lan's lips finally outlined a soothing smile, and she let herself pass out.

Because he was thinking about the situation of the Wu Clan, even though Wei Lan passed out, he couldn't sleep well, but after resting for two or three hours, he woke up again.

When he woke up, he found that he was no longer by the creek, but returned home. Under his head was the warm body temperature of another person. In front of him was Wu Qi with a worried face. His wrinkled face looked old again. a little.

Seeing him wake up, Wu Qi, who had been worrying all the time, was finally relieved. He let out a long breath, raised his hand to touch Wei Lan's head, and smiled kindly: "My child, thank you for your hard work."

Wei Lan's eyes turned hot, and she suddenly felt that the previous pain and forbearance were nothing.

Such a smile is what he wants to protect...

Wei Lan was still thinking about the battle situation outside, and just about to ask, she was suddenly embraced by a pair of slender arms, and her back was pressed against another person's chest, feeling the rapid heartbeat of the person behind her.

"Brother, you finally woke up..." Xue Ji choked up, her voice was unbelievably hoarse, and even the person was unbearably haggard.

Wei Lan saw the thick dark circles around his eyes, she was a little moved, she slightly pursed her lower lip, patted Xueji's arm tightly holding him, and comforted softly: "It's my brother's fault, which made Ashue worry. "

The fluffy head was arched against his neck, Xue Ji maintained this position and shook her head: "Brother is not bad, brother is the best, brother is everyone's great hero."

Wei Lan's gaze became softer, he patted Xueji's hand lightly as if comforting, over and over again, trying to tell A Xue through his still warm body temperature that he was back and he was fine.

Wu Qi glanced at Xueji, then turned to face Wei Lan: "After you passed out by the river that day, Xueji carried you back to the village. After bringing you back, he has been taking care of you non-stop. Now you Finally woke up, it's time for you to persuade him... let the child rest."

Wei Lan could hear the light flickering in her eyes, her heart was as soft as if she had fallen into a cloud.

No wonder... Xue Ji looked so haggard.

On the one hand, he felt a little distressed, and on the other hand, he felt that it was really good to be cared for.

But... Grandpa Wu Qi was right, Axue really needed to rest.

Wei Lan put on a serious face, got out of Xueji's arms, turned around, forced Xueji down on the bed she had just slept on, and ordered solemnly: "I'm fine now, A Xue It's time to take a good rest, go to sleep, there is brother guarding outside."

In the end, his stern voice still softened unavoidably, and under Xue Ji's energetic gaze, he neatly climbed off the bed and covered Xue Ji with a quilt.

Xueji grabbed the edge of the quilt, almost unable to open his eyelids, but he still persisted in refusing to sleep, and stared at Wei Lan with wide eyes: "I don't want to sleep, brother will continue to fight, right? I have to take care of you. Brother, I can't sleep."

He muttered childishly and refused to go to sleep.

Wei Lan could not help but rubbed Xue Ji's messy hair when she heard it, and explained gently: "The monks in the mirror world must have already set up formations outside the Wu Clan, even if I make a move. I'll get hurt again, go to sleep, Axue."

"Really? Brother didn't lie to me?" Xue Ji said, "Don't just lie to me just because I don't understand" questioning tone.

Wei Lan was a little dumbfounded by his persistence, but thinking that such persistence was because of worrying about herself, her heart became sore again. He bent down, put his five fingers together, gently brushed Xueji's face, and closed his eyes. "Trust brother, when have I lied to you?"

Before he finished speaking, he felt that the breathing brushing against his palm became more regular, and when he raised his hand to look, the big boy who was stubbornly acting stubbornly just now had fallen asleep.

Are you tired...

Wei Lan couldn't help smiling.

After taking good care of Xueji, Wei Lan turned to Wu Qi again, and persuaded with a serious face: "Grandpa, go to bed too, you are old, and you can't bear this."

He could see the exhaustion in Wu Qi's eyes, and knew in his heart that although his grandfather only talked about Xueji, he probably didn't sleep and stayed by his side.

Wu Qi made way for him to leave, and couldn't help joking: "Grandpa is so old, there is no need for you to chatter like taking care of a child..."

Wei Lan couldn't help but laugh, and after laughing, he winked at Wu Qi playfully: "Of course I believe in Grandpa, then, Axue will be handed over to Grandpa?"

Wu Qi waved at him: "Hurry up, remember to thank those monks..."

Wei Lan nodded, indicating that she knew it, and when he walked to the door, she suddenly heard Wu Qi say in a low voice: "Lan Lan, don't put too much pressure on yourself, even if something really happened... ...and that's not your fault either."

Wei Lan stepped out of the door with one foot. The afternoon sun was warm and not glaring, but it seemed to be able to penetrate the skin and soak into the bone marrow, making all the haze in the bottom of my heart invisible, melting in such warmth, as if Rebirth.

Is Grandpa talking about demons, or about Jianmu being damaged?

Wei Lan was a little dazed.

maybe both...

He bent his lips, and his voice was softer and lighter than the petals of flowers blooming in spring: "Grandpa, this is not just my responsibility... I am willing to go through fire and water for the Wu Clan."

After speaking, he seemed a little shy, and left in a hurry without waiting for Wu Qi's response.

In the room, Wu Qi rubbed the walking stick in his hand, his face was a bit complicated, he turned his head, looked through the window, and stayed on Jianmu not far away, muttering to himself: "Would you like it...he is different from you Woolen cloth……"

After leaving the room, Wei Lan saw the translucent formation in the sky at a glance. This formation was very familiar to him. It was a simplified version of the Xuanwu formation that Lu Ming had deployed in the back mountain, so he found the formation familiarly. Shengmen, riding a spirit deer, rushed out of the formation and found Bai Xia.

At this time, there were not many monsters in the sky, Bai Xia stood at the core of the formation, and efficiently eliminated the monsters that broke into the formation with the help of gossip changes in the formation.

When she saw Wei Lan get off the spirit deer and walk towards her, her tight brows loosened, the worry in her eyes disappeared, and a three-point smile appeared on her face: "Are you awake? Are you all right?"

Wei Lan shook her head, hesitated for a moment, and then asked in a low voice: "Sister Xia, respect him...won't he enter the formation?"

As soon as he came out, he noticed the figure that was as bright as the sun and couldn't be looked directly at. Lu Mingsi was still guarding the gap in the sky. The gap had shrunk by more than half, but the person swung The sword energy was still sharp and scorching, but his white robe had already been soaked in blood, and it fell on his body with an ominous heaviness.

I don't know if he has rested...

Wei Lan thought wildly.

No matter how much he hated Lu Mingsi, he would not want him to sacrifice himself for protecting the Wu Clan.

Bai Xia saw his embarrassment, and curled his lower lip clearly: "You mean Ah Si? He can't enter the formation. The longer the gap in the boundary wall lasts, the more powerful demons coming from far away in the void will be. The more those monsters are different from the low-level monsters who came in at the beginning, they are wise. They will probably not attack the witch clan by force, but choose to hide, wait until they avoid the monks, and then look for towns with only mortals to do evil... "

"It would be troublesome if they escaped from the formation and mixed into the town of mortals, so Ami must be held at the gap, and no high-level demon can be let go..."

Wei Lan raised her head and glanced at the figure in the sky, but hesitated to speak.

Bai Xia seemed to have guessed what he wanted to ask, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him: "No one can replace Ah Si, only the immortal can tell at a glance whether there is a high-ranking monster hidden inside or not. Monster. Lan Lan, don't worry, that guy Ah Min...Although he is arrogant, he also has the confidence to be arrogant. I have known him for so many years, but whatever he wants to do, he will never fail. A mere monster is nothing to worry about."

Sister Xia knows Lu Mingsi very well...

The corner of Wei Lan's mouth twitched, and she nodded with a wooden face.

Because of the support of the formation, it is much easier to deal with the monsters, and Wei Lan can have extra energy to notice Lu Mingsi's situation.

I don't know if it's his illusion, every sword light of Lu Mingsi is still as sharp as before, but he always feels that the sword light is not as bright as it was at the beginning, and...for some reason, sometimes, Lu Mingsi's sword light is as sharp as before. The sword light will always shift inexplicably, so that the monster that should have died under his sword can escape the deadly sword light.

Wei Lan was a little curious, would that person... feel tired?Or is he just as everyone thinks, powerful beyond ordinary people's imagination, neither tired nor painful?

But how can it not hurt?Nobody gets hurt without pain...

Even if that person is Lu Mingsi, the invincible Immortal Minghui, he is still human.

Wei Lan suddenly remembered that in the previous life when he had just formed a contract with Lu Mingsi, Lu Mingsi always returned to the Mirror World with injuries all over his body. The most serious time, he passed out as soon as he stepped into the dormitory. At that time, Wei Lan couldn't face the injured Lu Mingsi with a calm attitude like now. He was so sad that he died every time. He would rather overdraw himself and help him sort out the spiritual power in his body. It would be good to relieve his pain even a little bit...

In the previous life, no matter what time it was, whenever Wei Lan asked him if it hurt, he would always just smile lightly and tell him that it would not hurt.

At that time Wei Lan refused to believe no matter what, he was not in pain, but now Wei Lan doesn't care whether he is in pain or not...

He was just a little curious.

At this moment, he seemed to sense who the gaze on him was coming from. The person hanging high in the sky suddenly lowered his head and looked over, and met Wei Lan's gaze from a long distance away.