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This string is too thin, and it is also coated with special coloring materials, which makes it almost impossible to catch the naked eye. In addition, Wei Wuxian was so confused that he did n’t even pay attention to anything else. To their own vital points.

Wei Wuxian said, "Lan Zhan, don't! Don't retreat!"

Kelan Wangji took five steps without hesitation. Jin Guangyao said: "Excellent. Then, please take the dust back into the sheath."

With a bang, Lan Wangji immediately did. Wei Wuxian said angrily, "You don't have to go in!"

Jin Guangyao said: "I'm so stubborn? I'll ask Han Guangjun to seal his own veins by himself. What's it like?"

Wei Wuxian said angrily, "You ..."

The voice didn't fall. There was a sharp pain in the throat when the flesh was cut. There was liquid sliding down his neck. Lan Wangji looked pale. Jin Guangyao said, "How can he not listen to me? Wei Young Master you Don't even think about it, his life is in my hands. "

Lan Wangji said, "Don't touch him."

Jin Guangyao said, "That Han Guangjun knows what to do."

Xu Yan, Lan Wangji said: "Okay."

Lan Xichen sighed. He raised his hand, struck twice, and locked his veins.

Jin Guangyao smiled softly, "This is really ..."

Lan Wangji stared at them dead and said, "Let him go."

Wei Wuxian said, "Lan Zhan! I, I have something to tell you."

Jin Guangyao said, "I have something to say later."

Wei Wuxian said, "No, it's urgent."

Jin Guangyao said, "It's okay to say that."

He was just a casual sentence. Who knows, Wei Wuxian said suddenly: "So is it."

After speaking, Wei Wuxian hissed and shouted exhaustedly: "Lan Zhan! Lan forgets the machine! Han Guangjun! I, I just want to go to bed with you!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Jin Guangyao loosened his hands, withdrew the strings, and felt the slight tingling between his neck disappeared. Wei Wuxian couldn't wait to rush towards Lan Wangji.

Only his astounding sentence is like a thunderbolt, and Lan Wangji hasn't responded until now. He has always been a little confused and ignorant in his always calm face. It wasn't the first time that Wei Wuxian had his arms around his waist and was desperately caught, but this time, Lan Wangji's body seemed to become a bulky piece of wood, so stiff that he didn't even know where to put his hands. Wei Wuxian said, "Lan Zhan, what I just said, have you heard me?!"

Lan Wangji's lips moved, and for a long while, she said, "You ..."

He always speaks concisely and succinctly. He never hesitates, but hesitates at the moment. Xu Yan, and said: "You said ..."

It seems like I want to repeat it to make sure I heard it right. But that kind of words are really too difficult for Lan Wangji. Wei Wuxian was ready to say again without hesitation: "I said I really wanted to be with you ..."

"Ahem!"

Lan Xichen stood aside, fisted into his right hand, and reached his lips. After pondering for a moment, he sighed: "... Wei Young Master, the timing of your remarks is right, and the occasion is right."

Wei Wuxian didn't apologize sincerely: "I'm sorry, Sovereign Lan, but I can't wait any longer."

Jin Guangyao ca n’t wait any longer. He turned his head and said, "Did you dig it yet!"

A monk said: "Sovereign, you were buried too deeply ..."

Jin Guangyao's complexion is ugly and pale, extremely ugly. Rao is so, he didn't scold his subordinates, just said: "Speed ​​up!"

The voice didn't fall, and a pale flash of lightning climbed across the sky. A moment later, the thunder rose. Jin Guangyao looked at the sky, his face was slightly heavy. After a while, a small, thin rain wire floated in the air. Wei Wuxian was holding Lan Wangji, and he was still trying to spray out his chest full of thousands of words and thousands of words, and the cold raindrops floated on his face, calming him slightly.

Jin Guangyao said to Lan Xichen: "Ze Wujun, it's raining, go to the temple to avoid it."

Even if Lan Xichen's already is subject to his own hands, he is still courteous to Lan Xichen, not half-minded, and all things are the same as in the past, but he is very polite, even if he has temper, it is difficult He said, so-called not to smile at people. Not to mention that Lan Xichen was originally a person with no temper. Jin Guangyao took the lead in crossing the threshold and entered the main hall, followed by others. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji came in during the day. The interior of this main hall is spacious and quite atmospheric. The red paint on the wall is as good as new, and it can be seen that it is often carefully managed. The monks and monks dug the soil behind the hall, I don't know how deep they have dug, and still couldn't dig out what Jin Guangyao buried. Wei Wuxian looked up inadvertently, but he was stunned.

The guanyin image enshrined on God Stage is eye-catching. Compared with the normal Guanyin image, it is a little less kind and more beautiful. What made him faint is this goddess of mercy Guanyin, who was vaguely good-looking, like a person. Isn't it Jin Guangyao on the side?

At first glance, it looks good, but Jin Guangyao on the side is more and more similar, almost five or six points are similar. Wei Wuxian said, "Is Jin Guangyao so narcissistic? It ’s not enough to sit at the immortal capital of Dutong Baijia, but also to sculpt a deity in his own style to accept the worship of thousands of people and worship of incense? What is the magic of cultivation I do n’t know? "

Lan Wangji's voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Sit."

Wei Wuxian's thoughts were immediately pulled back. Lan Wangji found four futons in the temple, two for Lan Xichen and Jin Ling, and two for him and Wei Wuxian. But for some reason, both Lan Xichen and Jin Ling moved the futon far away from here, and invariably looked into the distance.

Jin Guangyao and others have gone to the back of the hall to inspect the excavation. Wei Wuxian pulled Lan Wangji and sat down on the futon. I don't know if he was still a little nervous, Lan Wangji was pulled by his body, and then he sat firmly. Wei Wuxian calmed his mind slightly, staring at Lan Wangji's face.

He lowered his eyes and could not see any emotion. Wei Wuxian knew that Lan Wangji hadn't believed him just because of those few words. Lingering for so long after being laughed at by a poor but unsuspecting person, he didn't believe it was human nature. Thinking of this, Wei Wuxian's chest was dull and he felt a little trembling, so he didn't dare to think deeply. All I know is that he has to give him a few more potions.

He said: "Lan Zhan, you, you look at me."

His voice was still a little tight, and Lan Wangji said, "Hmm."

Taking a deep breath, Wei Wuxian whispered, "... I have a really bad memory. I haven't remembered a lot of things in the past. Including the night without night, those days What happened here, I don't remember at all. "

After hearing this, Lan Wangji opened his eyes slightly.

Wei Wuxian held out his hands violently, grasped his shoulders tightly, and then said, "But! But from now on, what you have said to me and what I have done, I will remember, one thing is also Never forget! "

"..."

Wei Wuxian said, "You are very good. I like you."

"..."

"Or to put it another way. I love you, love you, want you, I can't leave you, whatever you want."

"..."

"I want to hunt at night with you all my life."

"..."

Wei Wuxian raised three fingers, pointed to the finger and said to the heart, "I still want to go to bed with you every day. I swear that I am not in a whim and I am not playing with you as before, not because of gratitude. You. In short, there is nothing else, just really like you like to want to sleep with you. No one but you do not want, not you. You can do anything you want to me, how love comes I just like it, as long as you want to be with me ... "

The voice didn't fall, and a gust of wind suddenly came in, putting out the row of candles in the Guanyin Temple.

Unconsciously, the drizzle turned into torrential rain, and the lanterns that swayed and collided outside the Guanyin Temple were already extinguished by rain. Surrounded by the darkness.

Wei Wuxian can't make a sound. In the darkness, Lan Wangji had hugged him tightly and blocked his mouth.

Lan Wangji's breathing is chaotic and hastily. He hoarsely said in Wei Wuxian's ears: "... please you ..."

Wei Wuxian paid close attention to him and said, "Yes!"

Lan Wangji said: "... love you, want you ..."

Wei Wuxian loudly: "Yes!"

Lan Wangji said: "I can't leave you ... no one but you ... I can't do it without you!"

He repeated what Wei Wuxian said to him over and over, his voice and body trembled, even giving Wei Wuxian the illusion that he was about to cry.

Every sentence, his hand on Wei Wuxian's waist tightened. Wei Wuxian was hurt by the hoop, but the arms around his back were getting tighter and tighter, and he was almost out of breath, but still willing to work harder.

Nothing is clear.

But their chests are close to each other, and two hearts are inevitable. Wei Wuxian clearly felt that Lan Wangji ’s heart that was beating madly, the hotness that was about to break his heart, and fell on his neck, disappeared silently, and I wonder if it was an illusion. A little teardrop.

At this time, a quick footstep entered the front hall, and Jin Guangyao, who had just gone to the back of the hall, took a few monks and folded back. The two monks stood in the gale, one left and one right, and with great effort, they closed the temple door again and bolted it. Jin Guangyao turned out a fire charm and blew it gently. The rune paper burned, and he used it to relight the red candle. A faint yellow flame became the only light in Yeyu Lone Temple. Suddenly, two crisp noises came from outside the door.

Someone knocked at the door. Everyone in the temple raised their spirits and looked out the door. The two monks who closed the door, facing the enemy, silently pointed their swords at the door. Jin Guangyao said quietly, "Which one?"

A person outside the door said, "It's me, lord!"

Su She's voice.

Jin Guangyao made a gesture, the two monks unplugged the door, and Su She hurled in with a gust of wind.

The row of red candlelights was almost affected by the storm, flickering and flickering, and the two monks immediately re-topped the door. Su She was wet all over her body, her face was cold and cold, her lips were purple, her right hand was holding a sword, and her left hand was holding a person. After entering the door, just to throw this person down, they saw Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji sitting on two futons on one side, which had not yet been separated.

Su She only suffered from the two men ’s big losses a short time ago, and immediately changed his face, and immediately drew his sword to go to Jin Guangyao. Calm down.

Jin Guangyao said, "What's going on?"

Su She said: "I met him on the way. It should be useful when I want to come. Grab it."

Jin Guangyao approached and looked down, and said, "You hurt him?"

Su She said: "No injuries. Faint passed." He threw the man in his hands to the ground. Jin Guangyao said: "Be kind, don't start with such a heavy hand, he can't help but scare and not fall."

Su She busily said: "Yes." Then he lifted up the other person who was littered, and carefully moved to the side of Lan Xichen. Lan Xichen has been staring at this person closely, and turned away the wet and messy hair on this person's face, and it was Nie Huai Sang who fainted. It should have been arrested by Su She on the way back to Qinghe after the lotus dock was rehabilitated.

He looked up: "Why do you want to take Huai Sang?"

Jin Guangyao said: "One more homeowner in hand always makes others more daunting. But second brother please rest assured, you know what I have done with Huai Sang in the past. When the time comes, I will be unharmed. Let you go. "

Lan Xichen said lightly, "Should I trust you."

Jin Guangyao said: "Be casual. Believe it or not, you can't help it, brother."

At this time, Su She turned her cool eyes to Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji.

He grinned, and said, "Han Guangjun, the ancestor of Yiling, I can't think of it, let's meet again so soon. And the situation already is completely reversed. How is it, what is it like?"

Lan Wangji said nothing. He has never ignored such a meaningless provocation. Wei Wuxian said, "Where is the turn?" Are you fleeing on the mass grave post?

Ku Sushe's probably been stunned for many years, and he can talk to himself with resentment without the need for stimulation. He looked at Lan Wangji and sarcastically said, "At this time, you still have such a self-righteous and calm shelf, when are you going to end?"

Lan Wangji is still silent. Lan Xichen said, "Su Sovereign, during your studies under my aunt Su Lan's door, we should not have treated you badly, so why not aim at forgetting the opportunity."

Su She said: "How dare I target the blue II Young Master who has been talented since childhood? I just can't get used to the way he always thinks he is great."

Although Wei Wuxian already is not the first time to know that a person's hatred can come for no reason, but he can't help it for a while, saying: "Has Han Guangjun said that he thinks he is great. I remember correctly Then, is n’t the family motto of Gusu Lan's "Forbidden Pride" proud? "

Jin Ling said: "How do you know the content of Gusu Lan's family training?"

Wei Wuxian touched his chin, and said, "I don't remember if I copied too much."

Jin Ling blurted out: "It's okay what you do to the aunt Su Lan's family motto, you're not ..." He wanted to say, "You're not from their family." The words turned black. Wei Wuxian laughed: "Is it because Han Guangjun had a cold face since he was a child, that is why Su Zongzhu thought so? If so, then Han Guangjun is really unjustly killed. He clearly does this to everyone Face. Lord Su, you should be fortunate that you did not learn in Yunmengjiang. "

Su She said coldly: "Why?"

Wei Wuxian said: "Otherwise you would have been mad at me. When I was a kid, I felt sincerely that I was a shocking wizard every day, and it was really **** awesome. And I do n’t just think so in my heart, I still say everywhere . "

Su She's forehead is full of blue muscles, and he said, "Shut up!" He seemed to want a slap, but Lan Wangji took Wei Wuxian into his arms and held him firmly with his arms. Su She's action was stagnant and he was hesitating whether to start. Wei Wuxian immediately found out from behind Lan Wangji: "Don't start, Su Zongzhu, Gong Fangzun still respects Ze Wujun. You If you hurt Han Guangjun, would you guess Gong Fangzun is happy? "

Su She was originally inclined to take care of this, but Wei Wuxian said that he was particularly aggrieved. In the end, I still have a little irony: "I can't think of the ancestors of Yiling who were both embarrassed when they were called YinYang. They will be afraid of death!"

Wei Wuxian said without shame: "It's easy to say. But I'm not afraid of death, I just don't want to die."

Su She sneered: "It's ridiculous to bite words. Is there a difference between being afraid of death and not wanting to die?"

Wei Wuxian nested in Lan Wangji ’s arm and said, “Of course there is a difference. For example, I do n’t want to get up from Lan Zhan now, and I am afraid of getting up from Lan Zhan. This can be the same thing. Son? "

After thinking about it, he said again, "Sorry, I take it back. I feel like it's almost the same thing."

Su She's face is all green. Wei Wuxian's original intention was to anger him. At this moment, a gentle laugh came from above him.

It's very light, and it almost makes you suspect that you heard it wrong.

But Wei Wuxian raised his head sharply, but really, at the corner of Lan Wangji's mouth, he saw the faint smile that had not had time to dissipate, like Qingguang Yingxue. This time, not only Su She, but even Lan Xichen and Jin Ling froze.

As we all know, Han Guangjun will always be a frosty, unsmiling, and seemingly uninteresting face. Few people have ever seen him laugh, even if he just tickled his lips slightly. No one had anticipated that seeing his smile turned out to be under such a scene.

Wei Wuxian's eyes opened wide and round instantly.

For a while, he swallowed his throat, rolled his throat up and down, and said, "Lan Zhan, you ..."

At this moment, there was a loud noise outside the Guanyin Hall.

Su She pulled out a sword and held it in her hand, vigilantly, "Who?!"

No one answers, and the door pops open to both sides!

In the wind and rain that broke through the door, a purple light flowing in the front hit Su She's chest and lifted him backward. Su She slammed into a mahogany cylinder, spitting blood on the spot. The two monks guarding the door of the temple were also shocked by Yu Bo, and could not afford to lie on the ground. A figure in purple clothes crossed the threshold and stepped steadily into the hall.

The weather outside the temple was turbulent, but the person was not getting wet, but the purple color of the clothes was slightly darker. Holding an oil-paper umbrella in the left hand, the raindrops crackled against the umbrella, water splashes, and the cold light of the purple electric power in the right hand was still rampant. The look on his face was more gloomy than this thunderstorm night.