[Chen Qingling] You are my brother

Grade Nine Heart Lotus...

Hao Hao was sent to Gusu by her, and with Lan Qiren and Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji around, the possibility of Hao Hao growing up in the future is zero, but it's just a pity, she still doesn't know what happened to Qingqing Ningning, uh After a series of hunting activities, find a chance to ask Yaoyao, he should...know...

"This Wei Wuxian is really arrogant. The Jin family doesn't even give him any face. The Hundred Flowers Banquet is just for the remnants of the Wen family. You haven't seen the face of the Jin family. It's ugly, a Wei Wuxian of the Jiang family. , a Lan Xinlian from the Lan family tramples the face of the Jin family under their feet, tsk tsk tsk, heresy, sooner or later it will become the scourge of the fairy sect."

"Who says it's not? Wei Wuxian abandoned the way of swordsmanship and cultivated other paths. That black flute is evil to look at, and the nine-stringed qin of Lan Xinlian is even more evil. Did you see it when you were in Qishan? Many green-faced and long-toothed monsters came out, and they only listened to her, how could the elegant Gusu Lan clan teach such a..."

"It may not be from the Lan family. This woman appeared suddenly, or on Qishan Mountain. Who knew of her existence before?! Has anyone of you ever heard that Lan Qiren has a daughter?! No, she suddenly appeared Appeared, and it was in Qishan, maybe it's also... the remnants, I just don't know why the Gusu Lan clan is protecting her like this."

"Don't worry about Lan Xinlian, you said that Wei Wuxian went to Qiongqidao to find someone, but what he found was a dead body, I heard that the Jin family wasted everything on the remnants of the Wen family."

"Then who knows, but what does it matter if they die?! Who gave them the surname Wen?!"

"exactly……"

"It's just..."

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In the room, with her eyes closed, Wen Yue, who put her hands on the strings of the Duanyang piano, unconsciously clenched the strings. A faint black smoke was emitted, absorbing all the blood dripping on his body.

With a sigh of relief, she slowly opened her eyes. Her snow-white clothes instantly turned jet black. Wen Yue got up, waved her sleeves to put away Duanyang, and walked towards the door step by step. Her originally clear and clear eyes were shrouded in black mist, and she couldn't see anything. light, open the door...

"... Lian'er, where are you going?!" Seeing Wei Ying go to Qiongqi Road, Lan Xichen's restless heart was completely confused at this moment. Wangji went to Qiongqi Road to find someone, Lan Xichen hurried to Wenyue's side, afraid that she might hear something, but it was a step too late, looking at her dark dress and dark eyes, Lan Xichen He couldn't laugh, it seemed that there was a ball of cotton stuck in his throat, and he pulled his mouth forcefully, trying to squeeze out a smile, but it was extremely ugly.

"Zewu-jun...is the surname Wen necessarily guilty?!" Wen Yue looked up at him, ignoring him blocking the door, raised her foot across the threshold, raised her hand, and wisps of black smoke engulfed Lan Xichen like silk threads. Trapped in place, unable to move, let alone stop her.

"My surname is Wen, I'm Wen Yue, Miss Wen of Qishan, Qingming of Gusu Lan's... don't be ruined by me." Taking off the forehead wipe on her forehead, Wen Yue wrapped it properly with a handkerchief It's good to put it in Lan Xichen's armband, "Hao... please... big brother, it is Wen Yue's life's luck to have you as her brother, if I come..." Wen Yue paused, smiled, she Where is there any afterlife? She took a step back and won a big gift to Lan Xichen. Wen Yue didn't dare to look at Lan Xichen's red eyes. She turned around and walked into the rain without looking back. Xiaoxiao flew from the sky Afterwards, Duanyang turned into silk and satin wrapped around her little paws, and took Wen Yue away from Jinlin Terrace.

"Lian'er—" Lan Xichen dispersed the black silk thread on his body, and came after Wen Yue, but he was one step too late, he was almost there, he could catch her, just a little bit...

Qiongqi said, Wen Yue fell from the sky and landed in the middle of Wei Ying Lan Zhan, but she turned her back to Lan Zhan, not looking at Wei Ying Lan Zhan who was at the same time paled in shock, Wen Yue raised her feet and walked towards Wen Ning, Ning Ning... good and good Ning Ning, who is obedient and timid and stutters...

The thick black mist drifted out from her body, and then condensed behind her, turning into a black figure from beginning to end, "Go, kill Jin Zixun for me, be gentle, don't kill people I want him to live in pain like ten thousand ants eating his heart every day, I want him to live a healthier and longer life than anyone else, understand?!"

The black figure nodded heavily, saluted silently, turned into a cloud of black mist and flew towards Jinlin Terrace.

Wen Yue turned around, just in time to see Wei Ying and Lan Zhan making eye contact. If it was before, she could still tease them, but now... "When I came just now, Mr. Zewu wanted to stop me, so I asked him a question, now , I also want to ask Hanguang-jun."

Seeing Wen Yue approaching, Wei Ying immediately got off his horse, led the horse and stood behind Wen Yue, secretly aimed at Wen Yue and Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan treated him as air, looking into Wen Yue's dark eyes Eyes, pursed lips, "What's the problem?!"

"Surnamed Wen, must he be guilty?!" In the sky, thunder exploded, illuminating the whole world, allowing people to see each other's expressions clearly, as well as Wen Yue's hands dripping with blood, Wei Ying hurried forward She grabbed her hand, but was rejected by Wen Yue. She took a step forward and looked at Lan Zhan, "If your surname is Wen, you must die?! If your surname is Wen, the world is so big, so there must be no room for us?! The surname is Wen...you...you must stop us and let us die?!"

Wen Yue knew how innocent Lan Zhan was, and she knew that this matter had nothing to do with Lan Zhan, but she couldn't control her emotions, maybe...he was special, at least she didn't vent her anger on Lan Xichen like that. Man, I still think about Lan Jiaqing's name.

Lan Zhan clenched his hands tightly, but only held the saber and umbrella. Wen Yue stretched out her hand and dragged Wei Ying behind her, walked up to Lan Zhan, pulled out Bichen, threw away the umbrella in his hand, and put the hilt of Bichen's sword on the In his hand, held his hand and raised Bichen...

"Are you crazy?!" Lan Zhan threw Bichen away and grabbed her wrist, with obvious anger and... panic on his face.

"It's not crazy, it's just that I don't want to live anymore. The Wen family deserves to die, so why should I live as the young lady of the Wen family?!" Fingers apart, raised his head, looked at him with an extremely sweet smile, "The surname Wen is guilty and deserves to die, the wonderful hands of love have rejuvenated and saved countless lives, Ning Ning is cowardly but dares to defy Zhaozhao and secretly save people, they all deserve to die, then me She has never saved anyone, and is loved and protected by her father and younger brothers, what is she doing to live?!"

"Enough!" Lan Zhan breathed heavily, stared at her bleeding hands, closed his eyes, staggered back two steps, sideways to avoid, "I'll let you go, but remember, Wen Hao is still there Lan family, if you have something to do, I'll immediately throw him out of the Lan family and let him die." After Lan Zhan finished speaking, he turned around and didn't look at her again.

Wen Yue was unstable and almost fell to the ground, but Wei Ying, who had been staring at her, helped her up in time. Hearing what Lan Zhan said, Wen Yue smiled and said in a very soft voice, "Go."

After that, the Lan family no longer has Lan Xinlian.

The author has something to say: Last night I saw a post from a small editor, saying that Brother Lan is actually the real big boss. In order to get Xianxian, he started planning 16 years ago. The second elder brother got everything, whether it was the position of Xiandu or the reputation of the Lan family, all of them had reached a certain level, and Xianxian was also his. I read that serious nonsense from beginning to end. After reading it, I felt... ... What the editor said seems to be true, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. The most important thing is... I still feel that what the editor said makes sense when I think about it. It is bigger than my brain for writing novels. I have nothing to say, and I admire it...