The Founder of Diabolism: 12 | Yasao fourth 2
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The imprint deprived Wei Wuxian of all his attention, making him wonder if he had read something wrong, and even the other person's face had no time to look distracted, and his breathing was followed by two beats. Suddenly, his eyes were white, as if a snow curtain had fallen, and then the snow curtain split, and a blue sword rushed towards him with the icy air.
Han Guangjun's sword "Dust Avoidance" is so famous that no one knows it. It's terrible, it's Lan Wangji!
Escaping from the sword Wei Wuxian is familiar with light cars. A training roll opened on the spot and he was avoided by chance. When he rushed out of the cold spring, he freely plucked a blade of grass stuck to his hair. Headless flies bumped into the few people who passed by at night, and were caught and rebuked: "What are you running away with! Yunshen is forbidden to run at any place!"
Wei Wuxian saw that Lan Jingyi and others were overjoyed. He said that he could be blasted down the mountain by the messenger, and sent himself up: "I didn't see it! I didn't see anything! I absolutely I ’m not here to peek at Han Guangjun's bath! "
Some juniors were immediately shocked by his dog's guts. Where is Han Guangjun not a famous celebrity who can't stop at high mountains, the younger students in the family respect him even more. Spying on Han Guangjun's bath near the cold spring! There is no excuse for this kind of thing to think about it. Lan Si's scaring voice changed: "What? Han Guangjun? Han Guangjun is in it?!"
Lan Jingyi yelled at him: "Okay, you're dead!" This, this, this can also be seen?!
Wei Wuxian hit the iron while he was hot, and actually charged himself: "I haven't seen Han Guangjun without clothes!"
Lan Jingyi said angrily: "There is no silver in this place! I also said that you do n’t have it, what do you do without you sneaking in here? You look at you and you are so ashamed that you don't see anyone!" >
Wei Wuxian covered his face with his hands and said, "Don't you be so loud, Yun Shen doesn't know how to make noise."
The chicken is flying, the blue forget body wears a white coat, with long hair, and walks out from the layers of blue grass. However, in a few words, he has even been neatly dressed, and the dust has not yet been included in the sheath. The juniors quickly saluted. Lan Jingyi busyly said: "Han Guangjun, this Mo Xuanyu is really abominable. You originally brought him back for the help of his Mo Jiazhuang, but he ... but ..."
Wei Wuxian thought that this time he would be forced to poke out of the mountain door. Who knows, Lan Wangji gave him a light glance, silent for a moment, and hesitated to put the dust in his sheath, "Everything is gone."
Plain three words, but under the prestige, there is absolutely no word, and the people immediately disperse. Lan Wangji calmly lifted Wei Wuxian's back collar and dragged it all the way to the quiet room. In the previous life, he was similar in size to Lan Wangji, only slightly shorter than him. Both were rare and slender figures. When they stood together, the gap of less than an inch seemed minimal. And when he woke up and changed his body in this life, although he was considered tall among ordinary people, he was still more than two inches lower than Lan Wangji. He was held in his hands and there was no room for struggle. Wei shouted with no envy, Lan Wangji said coldly, "The noisemaker is silent."
Throwing him down the mountain is desperate, but banning him is a matter of admiration. Wei Wuxian was baffled: when was the Lan family so forgiving of such unscrupulous accusations of spying on the celebrity bathing? !!
Lan Wangji drove him into the quiet room, went straight to the inner room, and slammed on the couch. Wei Wuxian was stumped for a while. He couldn't climb for a while. He wanted to say a few words, and gave him a goosebump, raised his eyes, Lan Wangji held a dust-proof sword in his hand, and looked down at him.
I'm used to seeing the blue Young Master wearing a wipe and long hair, one plate, one eye, and meticulous. This pair of black hair is light and thin, and the look of a light shirt has never been seen. Wei Wuxian couldn't help but glance more . After dragging and falling, Lan Wangji's neckline, which was tightly closed, also ripped apart, revealing a clear clavicle and the crimson mark under the clavicle.
At the sight of that imprint, Wei Wuxian was attracted again.
This imprint had a piece on him before he became the ancestor of Yiling.
At this time, the piece on Lan Wang's body, no matter in position or shape, was exactly the same as the piece on his body before his death, and he couldn't help but be unfamiliar and strange.
It's strange not only for this imprint, but also for more than thirty ring whiplashes on Lan Wangji's back.
Lan Wangji became famous when he was young, and has a very high evaluation. He is one of the most orthodox Xianmen celebrities. He has always been one of Gu Sulan ’s pride. His words and deeds have been regarded by parents. To benchmark the outstanding children of Xianmen. What unforgivable mistakes have been made and such heavy punishment has to be imposed?
Thirty more whip marks are simply beating to death. Once the whiplash marks on the upper body, there is no way to disappear in this life, so that the punished will always remember and never commit again.
Following his gaze, Lan Wangji lowered his eyes slightly, and pulled the collar by hand, covering the collarbone, hiding the scars, and the frosty Han Guangjun. At this time, a heavy bell came from outside the sky.
The Lan family has strict rules and rigorous work schedules. When the time is up, the bell is an instruction. Lan Wangji calmly listened to the bell and said to Wei Wuxian, "You sleep here."
Without giving Wu Wuxian a chance to answer, he moved into the compartment of the quiet room, leaving Wei Wuxian crooked on the couch alone, confused in his heart.
It is not without doubt that Lan Zhan guessed who he was. But this suspicion is unreasonable. Consecration is a forbidden technique, and few people must know it. Most of them have been handed down, and they are unable to play a role. In the long run, there are fewer believers. Mo Xuanyu didn't know exactly where to read the secret papers before recalling Wei Wuxian. Lan Wangji could not recognize him by the broken flute he played.
He asked himself that he had no deep-seated friendship with Lan Wangji during his lifetime. Although I have been through classmates, experienced adventures, and fought side by side, they have always been like flowers and rushes. Lan Wangji is a child of Gu Su Lan's, which is destined to be both "elegant" and "positive", which is quite incompatible with Wei Wuxian's temperament. Wei Wuxian felt that their relationship could not be said to be bad, but he was also embarrassed to say good. It is estimated that Lan Wangji's evaluation of him is the same as that of others: Evil Qi is raging and lacks righteousness, and one day it will become a major problem. After Wei Wuxian rebelled from Yunmeng Jiang and became the ancestor of Yiling, Liang Zi who was tied to Gu Sulan's can not be small, especially in the months before his death. If Lan Wangji determined that he was Wei Wuxian, they should have been out of the blue for a long time.
The status quo makes people laugh and cry: he used to do anything to make Lan Wangji unbearable, but now he is trying his best to be a monster and Lan Wanji can bear it. Should we say that we are making great progress and congratulating? !!
After staring at it for a long time, Wei Wuxian turned to stay on the bed and moved to the compartment very lightly.
Lan Wangji is lying on the couch, it seems that already has fallen asleep. Wei Wuxian rested silently and silently on the past.
He still didn't give up, and was ready to touch it to see if he could figure out the passable jade that could not be reached. Did you know that just reaching out, Lan Wang's long eyelashes trembled and opened his eyes.
Wei Wuxian crossed his heart and threw himself on the couch.
He remembers that Lan Wangji hates physical contact with others. He could be lifted out if he touched him in the past. If he can tolerate it, it is definitely not Lan Wangji. He would suspect that Lan Wangji was taken away!
Wi Wuxian's entire body is above Lan Wangji, his legs are apart, kneeling on both sides of his waist, his hands are on a wooden couch, Lan Wangji is trapped in the center of his arms, his face is slowly pressed down. The distance between the two faces was getting closer, getting closer, and as soon as Wei Wuxian was breathing hard, Lan Wangji finally spoke.
He was silent for a while, and said, "Go down."
Wei Wuxian said cheekily: "No less."
A pair of extremely light pupil eyes are close at hand, facing Wei Wuxian. Lan Wangji looked at him, repeating: "... Go on."
Wei Wuxian said, "I don't. You let me sleep here, you should expect this to happen."
Lan Wangji said, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"..." For some reason, Wei Wuxian had a feeling that he must carefully consider the answer.
He was about to catch the corner of his mouth, and suddenly there was a numbness in his waist and his legs were soft. Immediately afterwards, the whole person fluttered and fell on the blue forget body.
An arc that is impossible to achieve is so stiff at the corner of his mouth. His head is against the right chest of Lan Wangji, and his body cannot move. The sound of Lan Wangji came from above.
He speaks low and heavy, and his chest shakes slightly as he pronounces the words:
"Then you can do it all night."
Wi Wuxian didn't expect it to be this end. He moved to think of it, but his waist continued to be weak and weak. He could only cling to another hard man in an embarrassing posture. The whole man was stunned.
What has happened to Lan Zhan these years, and how did it become like this?
Is this the same as Lan Zhan before? !!
It's him who's taken the house, right? !! ? !!
He was in a rough sea, and suddenly, Lan Wangji got up slightly. Wei Wuxian thought that he was finally intolerable, and his spirit was refreshed. Who knows, Lan Wangji waved his hand gently.
The light is off.
The author has something to say: Warning: Amnesia ahead has begun. This article has a lot of memories to kill. Author love recalls killing, that's it! !!