Forget the envy of never met

There are bandits and gentlemen, who shine in the world like pearls, whose scenery shines brightly, and who will come out when there is chaos.

Although the Gusu Lan clan is the number one in the immortal sect, they are extremely strict with the members of the Lan clan and never pamper them.

Lan's family rules: All members of the Lan clan who have reached the age of fifteen must be led by the elders of the clan to go out for night hunting, and those who have reached the age of sixteen must go out for night hunting alone.Regularly submit night hunting reports, and the elders in charge of disciple night hunting in the clan are responsible for reporting at the clan meeting.

Tonight's moon is very bright, so bright that it can't hide the thoughts in the eyes and brows of the person who plays the flute under the moon.

"Mr. Wei, the nearby woods are filled with thick fog from time to time, and I don't know if there are any ghosts or ghosts."

In Wei Ying's mind, he remembered that the reason he first met Lan Zhan was because when he returned to Yiling from Yunmeng to visit relatives, the neighbor's fourth uncle, who helped take care of his sister and younger brother, mentioned to him the strange things near his home. Things, thinking that he is a disciple of Xianmen, he should be able to find a way.

He thought about it, and felt that if he didn't go and have a look, he wouldn't worry about his sister and younger brother being here, so he picked up Uncle Jiang (in order not to let people know that Wei Ying was his apprentice, Jiang Fengmian asked him to call him uncle instead of master. .)

The spirit sword given to him was random, and he found the foggy forest in the direction guided by his fourth uncle. When he walked in, he found a young man in the forest who was wearing a light blue dress and wearing a forehead—— At first glance, she looked like the Gusu Lan family.As for the workmanship and fabric of his clothes, he must not be an ordinary disciple of the Lan clan, but a member of the Lan clan.

"Young Master of Gusu Lan Clan? Why are you in a remote place like Yiling?" After Wei Ying finished speaking, Lan Wangji gave him a flat look, then continued to close his eyes and five senses.

Wei Ying thought that he looked down on such a plainly dressed person like himself, so he stopped talking and looked around carefully.

At this time, a few thick iron chains came from different directions in the fog. Wei Ying saw that Mr. Lan easily flashed by, and knew there was a trick. After thinking about his appearance just now, he closed his eyes comprehendingly , turn off the five senses.

Seeing that he understood the mystery so quickly, Lan Wangji looked at him with admiration and said, "This is the phantom-sounding owl, good at charming the mind."

When Wei Ying heard that it was an owl, he smiled happily and said, "Then it has met its opponent." The phantom sound owl is an evil thing, and the talisman technique he cultivated is designed to restrain these things.

Seeing that he took out a talisman, Lan Wangji wanted to activate the talisman with spiritual power, but couldn't concentrate, so he said, "If you think too much, you can't get rid of the owl's obsession."

How did Lan Wangji know that this was Wei Ying's trick to lure the enemy, so Wei Ying staggered and pretended to fall for the trick. The owl bird was caught, dragged for a while, tied to a big tree, and pretended to be unconscious.

Seeing this, Lan Wangji flew over quickly, wanting to rescue him, but Wei Ying caught the owl who was sneaking up on him, with a triumphant smile on his handsome face, he said, "You're so smart! Beat me?"

After speaking, he hit the owl on the head, and a burst of black smoke overflowed from the owl's body. Slowly, the smoke dissipated, and the thick fog in the woods also dispersed.

Lan Wangji said, "My lord is acting too aggressively."

Wei Ying picked up his sword, rubbed his neck, which was strangled red by the iron chain, and said, "Everyone has a different way of doing things. Gusu Lan's Yazheng is a teacher, and everything should be done according to rules and regulations, me!"

Wei Ying raised his chin and said, "I'm different. I always only care about the result, not the process."

Wei Ying thought that this was the only time we met, who knew that later he heard about a thousand-year-old bastard called Slaughtering Xuanwu, who was trapped in a cave near Qishan.

He used to know Xue Yang, a villainous little rogue, who told Wei Ying that there was a Yin iron sword in Xuanwu's body, which had the power of suppression, and because of this, Xuanwu could not leave the pool in the cave.

The millennium bastard, slaughtering Xuanwu, Wei Ying eagerly wanted to meet for a while, so he went secretly, and then...

"Hey! From the Gusu Lan family, why did I meet you again?"

Lan Wangji was secretly crouching behind the stones beside the pool in Xuanwu Cave. When Wei Ying called out, the water in the pool moved. sneaked behind the stone.

After seeing the surface of the water for a while, Wei Ying calmed down, thought for a while, and said, "Let's work together."

Then, he took out a paper figurine from his bosom, urged the spiritual power to attach to the paper figurine, and the paper figurine became flexible in an instant, flew onto a big rock in the pool, and stomped on the stone vigorously.

The pool water immediately became turbulent, and a snake-like thing emerged from the water, with its mouth open and long fangs exposed, looking around vigilantly.

Wei Ying ran out, folded his hands and wiped them away, a ball of flames appeared in the palm of his right hand, turned his palms on the ground, and the flames rushed out, and Slaughter Xuanwu approached the flames.

After sniffing, he breathed on the flame, and the flame weakened, and Wei Ying continued to set off the flame.

Slaughtering Xuanwu noticed his position, and attacked instantly. The speed was so fast that Wei Ying was caught off guard. Seeing that he was about to be swallowed by blood, he felt that he was grabbed by the shoulders and threw him back, and was thrown out in an instant. It was more than two feet, and his back hurt so much that he burst into tears instantly.

"Hey, take it easy... be careful!" Wei Ying wanted to tell him to lighten up, but he found that Lan Wangji was already on the edge of the bloody mouth. In the blink of an eye, he was sucked into the mouth by Slaughter Xuanwu's tongue, and Wei Ying flew away quickly. On the other hand, seeing Lan Wangji thrust his sword between Slaughter Xuanwu's teeth, it didn't fall into his throat.

Lan Wangji tore off his own forehead and flicked it upwards, Wei Ying caught it, summoned the saber, flew with the sword, and in an instant, Lan Wangji brought it out and landed on the sword behind him.

When Slaughter Xuanwu saw the food in his mouth running away, he roared and chased after him. Wei Ying saw a nearby cave that was only big enough for one person to get in and out, so he rushed over.

"Bump!" Slaughter Xuanwu's head was slammed into the cave's rocky wall, causing the rocks in the cave to fall down.

Slaughtering Xuanwu bumped into it a few times, but he didn't hear any movement. In addition, he couldn't leave the pool for too long because he was suppressed, so he went back slowly and sank to the bottom of the water, leaving only a turtle shell half floating on the water surface.

Wei Ying and Lan Wangji looked at each other, heard the sound of thunderous footsteps going away, and then heard the sound of splashing water, and then exhaled.

Wei Ying signaled Lan Wangji not to move yet, he walked gently to the entrance of the cave, confirmed that Slaughtering Xuanwu had indeed left, then turned to Lan Wangji and said, "I've already left."

It was only then that Lan Wangji felt severe pain in his leg, and when he looked down, he found that the blood on his calf had already stained his white clothes red.

Wei Ying pulled off his robe and pulled up his trousers, only to find two deep teeth marks on his leg, where the bone was visible.

"You, wait for me." Wei Ying had broken his leg before and knew how to deal with leg injuries.

First he looked for something to fix his legs, he searched around in the cave, and only found a dead branch, which was better than nothing, so he dragged it over, processed it into two sticks, gestured at Lan Wangji's wound, and said: "It's suitable, let's do it first. But what should I use to tie it?"

He suddenly thought of the forehead that Lan Wangji had dropped just now, and then realized that the forehead was already on Lan Wangji's forehead in an orderly manner, so he tore it off and said, "This one is just right for you. This forehead wipe is really strange, it's so long..."

Lan Wangji was so angry at his self-inflicted actions that he couldn't speak, held back, but still didn't hold back, and said, "Gusu Lan's forehead wiping is blessed with mana, and outsiders can't touch it."

Seeing that the stick he was tied to was safe and sound, Wei Ying said proudly, "You threw it to me once, what's the difference between once and twice? Don't you think so? The biggest difference is the one you threw, One of my own."

Lan Wangji stared at him, and Wei Ying smiled brightly when he saw this.

Wei Ying took out the wound medicine that he carried with him, applied the medicine to him, and said, "We are close friends, right? We know each other? My name is Wei Ying, what's your name?"

Lan Wangji didn't want to talk to him, Wei Ying smirked and said, "The first time I saw you, you were wearing blue, so I'll call you Lan. This time you're wearing white, so should I call you Mr. Bai? But the clothes of your Gusu Lan family really resemble each other..." After finishing speaking, he looked at Lan Wangji deliberately, and deliberately didn't finish his sentence.

Seeing him staring at him, Lan Wangji had no choice but to continue, "What does it look like?"

Wei Ying smiled like a little fox, and said, "It's very like wearing sackcloth and mourning hahaha!"

Lan Wangji shook his head, and said, "Do you often speak so freely?"

Wei Ying slowly stopped laughing, and said, "I'm sorry, sorry, Wei Ying was rude."

Lan Wangji said, "My name is Lan Zhan."

The night at the mass grave was a bit cold, Wei Ying put down the flute from his lips, and what appeared in his mind was still the image of Lan Wangji gently saying "I am Lan Zhan" to him.

They met at the age of 16 when Lan Zhan went out to hunt at night for the first time, and they knew each other at the age of [-] or [-] when they kept encountering, separating and reuniting again and again.

Then, one day, they crossed the line, I don’t know who started it, maybe it was because they were going to part again that day, each was reluctant to part, maybe he shouldn’t tease him to drink, maybe it was that day... beautiful.

He remembered Lan Zhan's kiss, from the initial temptation to the subsequent plunder, his breathing, his sweat, everything when he hugged him.

It turns out that men and women are not the only ones who marry in this world. It turns out that men can also be so intimate.

They met secretly, hugged secretly, and were lingering secretly.He thought, if he could be with him like this, he would not be married, it would only belong to Lan Zhan, and he would only belong to himself.

He always thought that Lan Zhan thought the same way, after all, he was always crazy about himself.

But why one day, he suddenly disappeared, so that he could never find him again?

It wasn't until he recently joined Jiang Cheng in the Baifeng Mountain hunt as a retainer of the Yunmengjiang clan that he realized that he didn't remember.

Facing him who was in ecstasy coldly, he said indifferently: "Master, did you deny the wrong person? You and I have never met before."

You and I have never met.

Good one... I have never met.