[Chen Qingling] I don't know why

"Lan Zhan..."

Wen Miaomiao pressed both hands on the wound on Lan Wangji's chest to stop the blood from flowing again. She had rarely seen him hurt so badly. After a while, the white clothes were soaked with blood.

"Lan Zhan, what are you doing, he can't hurt me, you..."

Wei Wuxian sealed his pulse without saying a word.

Wen Miaomiao took out all the tonics, poured them out for Lan Wangji to eat, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "I'm sorry, Lan Zhan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Lan Wangji patted her, "It's okay...don't cry..."

Wen Miaomiao was in a hurry to cry, I'm sorry, in fact, she knew all about his love and maintenance for so many years, she just pretended not to notice, she was too selfish and selfish.

Taoist Yanling's hands trembled slightly. He didn't know if it was because he was being kicked out by the system's backlash, or because...he actually shot and hurt her child...

Wen Miaomiao yelled: "Yanling! In vain you have gone through four generations of aristocratic families, and you have no humanity at all. Is it so interesting to kill people?"

Yan Ling put his trembling hands behind his back, still expressionless, "Yes, it's very interesting, I want to watch them live under my control for generations, and anyone who doesn't do things according to my wishes will be killed. "

Jiang Cheng shouted, "Arrogance!"

"That's right, fight him!"

"Don't, don't be impulsive, even Mr. Hanguang can't catch his move, we are no match for him at all."

"I don't need you!" Wen Miaomiao handed Lan Zhan to Wei Wuxian, stood up, and shouted, "To deal with him, I alone will be enough."

"Miaomiao!" Wei Wuxian grabbed her wrist tightly, "Promise me, even if we die together, you will not leave me."

Wen Miaomiao was startled, "Little brother..."

Wei Wuxian: "I know what you can't say, promise me!"

"Okay, we will never be separated."

The more this kind of scene is, the more excited Yanling is, and even walks happily, saying to Wen Miaomiao: "It's a pity that one of us must die, otherwise I will show you, this kind of people in the world are like dogs The same scene lying in front of you! How comfortable!"

Wen Miaomiao summoned it casually, clenched it tightly, her palms were hot and her body was burning, she was out of medicine, and her physical strength was declining rapidly, "Yan Ling, is Mrs. Lan a beauty?"

The joy on Yan Ling's face disappeared immediately, "Don't mention her! No one can mention her!"

As soon as the words were finished, the sound of the flute came, and Yanling was surrounded by black mist, which echoed with the Yinhu Talisman, which made him restless and impetuous, and he stabbed wildly with his sword.

Wen Miaomiao winked at Sizhui, raised her sword and made a move. Compared with Yanling, her swordsmanship was much worse, and she was covered in wounds after a while, while Yanling only had a few slight bloodstains.

Yu Ziyuan was held back by Jiang Fengmian, "Don't go, Taoist Yanling can almost kill us with one move, but the injury is less than eleven. If you go, you will drag her down instead."

Wen Miaomiao's internal energy was burning back, and she couldn't see clearly, Yan Ling said: "You are too weak, even if you delay the time, you can't delay it for a moment."

"Heh, it's just a moment to live longer, Yanling, you go back, I'll take you back."

"Shut up!" Yan Ling was a little irritable at first, and suddenly the music of "Lan Po Chao" lingered in all directions, everywhere.

All the suzerain disciples on the Jinlin Terrace wore earplugs, lamenting that the few taels of money were worth the money. By the way, someone also took out the loudspeaker, and the entire Lanling Jin Sect became a loudspeaker.

Yanling's mind was in a state of turmoil, and she had hallucinations accompanied by Chen Qing's flute.

Wen Miaomiao still couldn't see clearly, so she had to cut her arm with a sword, and when she woke up from the pain, she vaguely saw Yanling kneeling on the ground crying in great pain. She didn't know what he saw, but it must be pressed in her heart for a hundred years. .

"Yanling, let me take you back, you've been out for too long." Wen Miaomiao couldn't see clearly again, she grabbed Yanling's clothes, "Now! I'll take you back, you still remember her, you still remember her I can remember your relatives and friends, if you hesitate again, I will die!"

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Wen Miaomiao felt that she was completely cheated by the system. After being cheated for more than ten years, even if she was not a human being, she would not be able to do such a thing.

The two were in the void, Yan Huai stood aside to watch her wake up, and hurried to help her up. Although they were fine, the sword in their respective hearts was still there.

Wen Miaomiao slapped his hand off, "I'm not friends with you! I have to go back!"

Yan Huai's white hair has turned black, and he looks young and handsome, not as perverted as before, "I have something for you, take it back with you, we may never see each other again."

"It's okay if I don't see you. If it weren't for you, I don't know how happy I am now. Look at what you have done!"

Yan Huai handed her two kits and said, "There is a cave in the south of the mass grave, go there."

Wen Miaomiao put the kit in her bosom, and jumped down into the void without saying a word. She gave Yan Huai this chance that could only come once in a lifetime.

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Lan Wangji was recuperating in the cold spring, he was extremely heavy, and Wen Miaomiao gave him a bunch of tonics, he still couldn't perform his martial arts, and if he didn't pay attention, he would have a nosebleed.

Lan Xichen went to see him with the chicken soup, and he wanted to drive him away when he smelled it.

"Forget the machine, what's the matter?"

Lan Wangji put on his clothes and went ashore, trying to stay away from the chicken soup that smelled like tonic, "It's much better."

Lan Xichen said, "I saw a branding iron mark on your chest, where did it come from?"

"I used to have nothing to do, so I baked it myself."

This was obviously a failed tattoo, so Lan Xichen simply stopped asking, and changed the subject, "Miaomiao hasn't come back yet, do you want to visit Yiling?"

Lan Wangji shook his head, "I'll go when she comes back. I'm recuperating in the cold pool these days. If there is any news, brother will send someone to notify me."

Lan Xichen nodded and was about to leave.

Lan Wangji suddenly said, "Brother, why did father have to bring mother back?"

"Because I like it."

"I only know that if you really like someone, you have to act carefully, and your father should feel guilty for it for the rest of his life."

Lan Xichen turned around and sighed softly, "Wangji, you don't have to be so repressed about your feelings for Miao Miao, she never blamed you."

Lan Xichen knew in his heart that for so many years, his younger brother had never revealed anything to Wen Miaomiao because he had regrets in his heart. He regretted that because of his delusional thoughts, he had untied the seal of Yin Iron, which gave Jin Guangshan the opportunity to burn the clouds. The deep unknown made Gusu Lan's support to Wen's in time, making Lan Wangji always imagine that if it weren't for this, Wei Wuxian and Wen Miaomiao wouldn't have to suffer so much at all.

Lan Wangji turned around and left, not forgetting to add: "If there is any news, please send someone to notify me."

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Wei WuXian threw down Jin ZiXuan's letter, and shouted, "Jin Ling, can you go back to Jinlin Terrace as soon as possible, your father sent another letter to remind you."

Jin Ling didn't listen at all, "I'm going to wait here for my aunt, why do you always push things you don't want to do to us, Si Zhui and Jing Yi have been in Yunshen for more than a month now, and they don't have time to come to me. "

Wei Wuxian didn't bother to take care of the children, and instructed Wen Ning to decorate the room. Suddenly, there were many disciples in the Yiling Mass Burial Mound, and the work was very smooth. He made the place look decent in a month.

A disciple ran back out of breath: "Suzerain, Suzerain, someone is looking for you, go and have a look."

Wei Wuxian twirled the flute a few times, stuck it in his waist, and went out muttering twice, probably another family gave a congratulatory gift to establish diplomatic relations, sure, it's not unusual.

A man and a woman with swords were standing at the gate of the mass grave, and saw a black-clothed patriarch approaching vigorously.

The woman shouted: "Hey, young master, come quickly."

Wei Wuxian felt that the voice was inexplicably familiar, so he quickened his pace, and when he saw the two of them, he was a little stunned, "You...you..."

"Oh." The man saluted, "Here we are, Wei Changze, this is my wife Zangse Sanren, I'm passing by here, please disturb me, please ask for some medicine stones."

"Father...father...mother? Why are you here...you..."

Zangse Sanren suddenly felt a little sad, "Oh my God, it must have been beaten and lost his memory during the night hunt. I said why is your face so familiar, A Xian, you have grown up so much!"

"Um...yes...yeah...you all abandoned me for over 20 years..."

"This...really..." Wei Changze was also a little annoyed, "It's really hard work for you, your mother and I just woke up not long ago, and I think it hasn't been long since you entered the city with sesame seed cakes..."

No matter how excited Wei Wuxian was in his heart, it was extinguished by the cold water poured by the two elders, and he sighed, "Father and mother, are you hungry? Do you want to come in for dinner?"

Zang Se suddenly realized, "Oh, yes, yes, there is no girl, she is injured, and she is lying in the cave, hurry up and get some food, drink, and healing medicine!"

"Girl? Red dress? Pretty? Big eyes, small nose?"

Zang Se nodded, "Yes, how do you know?"

Wei Wuxian said anxiously: "That's my wife! Jin Ling Jin Ling! Hurry up! Wen Ning! Hurry up!"

Wei Changze felt even more guilty, "Ma'am, our sons are married, yet we didn't know."

"Shh, keep your voice down, didn't we just wake up, be confident! Do you understand if you are confident!"

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"Hiss, little brother, walk slowly, the wound hurts."

Wei Wuxian hugged her at a much slower pace, lowered his head to look at the sword wound on her chest, the sword pierced her heart, can it not hurt?Forget it, don't hit her anymore.

"Little brother, did you see your parents just now?"

"I saw it."

Wen Miaomiao said: "Then what about them?"

Wen Ning said: "The two seniors are starving, and they are eating at the mass grave."

"Oh." Wen Miaomiao hugged her little brother's neck, dangling her feet, "Go home, go home!"

As soon as I arrived at the gate of the mountain, a disciple came up to greet me, "Sect Master, Miss Wen, you are back! We have delicious food today!"

Wen Miaomiao's hair is disheveled, but it doesn't affect her performance at all, "Hurry up, Wei Zongzhu, drive! You guys, stand still and call Madam!"

As expected of being the disciple of Patriarch Yiling!Immediately adapt to the situation and try to cater to the new development, "Hi Ma'am! Ma'am, you are back, what do you want to eat? Disciple go prepare!"

"Hey, hey, come back." Wei WuXian called to those puppies to stop, and said, "Go and send the posts in my study to the various Taoist families, Jin Ling, you also take some back."

"Oh, got it."

Wen Miaomiao was taken to the bedroom, "Wow, little brother, your taste...has changed too much, that curtain is so red, light a lamp at night, and look in a mirror, I'm afraid I will be scared to death by myself. "

"Shut up, okay?" Wei Wuxian put down Wen Miaomiao, and tore off her clothes without saying a word. Seeing the festering wound, his brows were tightly frowned, and all anger disappeared, "Damn girl... .”

What is there to say, let's clean the wound first.

"Don't be angry, little brother, you have to see the other side of the matter, at least I'm back, right?"

After applying the last dose of medicine, Wei Wuxian held her shoulders, avoiding the wound, leaned over and kissed her, full of lingering thoughts.

After a long time, two words came quietly outside the door, "Son..."

Zangse poked his head in, "Can I come in?"

Zangse Sanren stared at Wen Miaomiao and looked left and right, "Oh, girl, you are so beautiful, and you are the savior of me and my husband, this... this... my son is really not worthy of you, alas, what a pity gone."

"Mom, what are you talking about! I haven't seen you for more than [-] years, can you be a little friendly to me?"

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If you just happen to love each other and you happen to redeem each other, that would be great.