The Founder of Diabolism: 55 | The Eleventh Elite 5

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A pause, Wei Wuxian said, "But even if it's hibernating, you don't have to sleep for four hundred years so long? You say that this slaughter basalt eats raw people, how much does it eat?"

Lan Wangji said: "In the book, every time it appeared in the year, it ate at least two or three hundred people, and most of the entire city and village. There were several disturbances and at least five thousand were eaten raw."

Wei Wuxian said, "Oh. That's the food support."

This monster seems to like to scoop people into turtle shells. I wonder if they like to store them and enjoy them slowly. Perhaps it was four hundred years ago that it emptied too much grain into the shell in one breath, and it has not yet eaten.

Lan Wangji ignored him, and Wei Wuxian replied: "When it comes to eating, have you ever smashed the valley? If we do n’t eat or drink, we can probably last for three or four days. But if three or four days later, , Before anyone comes to save us, our physical, mental, and spiritual strength will begin to weaken. "

It would be better if Wen Gang's group of people fled the desert and stood idly by and ignored them. Waiting for three or four days, maybe they will wait for the rescue of the people from other families. Afraid, the people of the Wen family not only don't send charcoal in the snow, they also fall down the rocks. The so-called "other family" only includes Gusu Lan's and Yunmengjiang's. If the Wen family obstructs it, the time of "three or four days" may have to be doubled.

Wei Wuxian retracted the branches, and drew a rough map on the ground, connecting several lines, saying: "Muxi Mountain to Gusu is closer than Muxi Mountain to Yunmeng. It should be your family. Come first. Wait slowly. Even if they do n’t come, wait at most for a day or two, Jiang Cheng can rush back to Lotus Dock. Jiang Cheng is smart and Wen people ca n’t stop him, there is nothing to worry about. "

Lan Wangji lowered his eyes, looked stunned, and whispered, "I can't wait."

Wei Wuxian said, "Huh?"

Lan Wangji said: "Unknown to Yun Shen, already burned."

Wei Wuxian tentatively said, "... is anyone still there? Your uncle, your brother."

He thought that even if Lan's homeowner and Lan Wangji's father were seriously injured, there should be Lan Qiren and Lan Xichen able to preside over the situation. Lan Wangji said calmly: "Father is gone. My brother is missing."

Wei Wuxian's only branch on the ground was settled.

The Aristocratic Family child said when he went up the mountain that the owner of the blue family was seriously injured. But he did not expect that he would be seriously injured. Perhaps Lan Wangji just received the latest news in the past two days, saying that his father was about to die.

Although the house owner of the Lan family is closed all year round and his ears are not heard, the father is the father. Coupled with the fact that Lan Xichen is still missing, it is no wonder that Lan Wangji has always been extremely gloomy and fiery. Wei Wuxian was a little embarrassed at first and didn't know what to say.

Who knows, he looks confused and the whole person freezes.

The firelight made Lan Wangji's face look like warm jade, and he clearly saw a tear on his cheek.

Wei Wuxian stayed blankly and said, "Hey!"

A person like Lan Wangji may shed so many tears in his life, but one of these times was hit by him. He is the least likely to cry. The tears of a woman can't be seen, and when she sees it, she wants to go up and coax, tease, and make people cry and laugh. Men's tears are even more difficult to see. He always felt that the tears of hitting a normally strong man were more terrifying than accidentally seeing a clean girl taking a bath, but he couldn't go up to comfort him.

With the multiple blows of being burned at home, being oppressed by the entire family, being in danger with his father, missing his brother, and suffering from injuries, any comfort is pale.

Wei Wuxian didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and put his head away. After a while, he said, "That, Lan Zhan."

Lan Wangji said coldly: "Shut up."

Wei Wuxian shut up.

The firewood exploded.

Lan Wangji quietly said, "Wei Ying, you are really annoying."

Wei Wuxian said: "Oh ..."

He thought, "So many things happened, Lan Zhan was so annoyed, but there was another one who was dangling in front of him. No wonder he was so angry. He couldn't beat me if he had a broken leg, and had to bite me. Now ... I think I'll leave him a clear place. "

After a while, he said: "Actually, I don't want to annoy you ... I just want to say that you are not cold. The clothes are dry, and the coat is for you, and I will keep the coat."

The middle garment is his personal clothing, originally not suitable for Lan Wangji, but his outer garment is already dirty and cannot be seen. Gu Su Lan's people are all natural and clean, so it seems a little offensive to give such a dress to Lan Wangji. Lan Wangji didn't speak or look at him. Wei Wuxian threw the dry white coat to him, put on his robe, and got out silently.

It takes three days for the two to wait.

There is no sun and moon in the hole. The reason why I know it is three days is because of the heinous routine of the Lan family. Time can be calculated with a few sleeps.

With these three days of invigorating energy, Lan Wangji ’s injuries on his legs did not worsen and he was slowly recovering. Soon he started meditating and meditating again.

Wei Wuxian didn't dangle in front of him for a few days. After Lan Wangji restored his calmness, adjusted his mood, and turned into the blue and blue expressionless Lan Zhan, he went back casually, It was cheeky to pretend that nothing was seen that night, nothing was heard, and he was no longer jealous of having fun. When they got along, they were neither cold nor hot, but they were peaceful.

During the period, the two spied on to the vicinity of Blackpool many times. Slaughter Xuanwu already carried all the corpses into the shell of the turtle, and the huge black turtle shell floated on the water, like an indestructible giant warship. The first few times I heard a heavy chewing sound from the inside, but the next few times I couldn't hear it, replaced by a sound similar to snoring after falling asleep, like a thunderous array.

The two wanted to be able to sneak into the bottom of the water while this monster was sleeping, looking for an escape hole. They could wander up to the bottom of the water for a while, and they would be noticed by the monster. And they searched several times and never found the hole that Jiang Cheng said. Wei Wuxian wondered if it was blocked by some part of the monster's body, and wanted to lead it out of the water, but the monster was like a big one. Tired after a fight, not much love.

They picked up the feather arrows, long bows, and irons scattered on the shore, and took them back. There were more than one hundred arrows, more than thirty long bows, and dozens of irons.

This is the fourth day.

Lan Wangji picked up a long bow in his left hand and looked at the material of his bow. His right hand waved on the bow string, and the sound of metal rustling popped up.

This is the bow and arrow used by Xianmen Aristocratic Family for the night hunting monsters. The materials used to make bows and arrows are extraordinary. Lan Wangji removed all the bow strings from the bow, connecting them one by one, forming a long string. He tightened the string with both hands, then flung it, the bowstring flew out like lightning, a white light dazzled, and a rock three feet ahead was crushed.

Lan Wangji withdrew his hand to close the string, and the bow string broke a sharp hissing in the air.

Wei Wuxian said, "String killing?"

The string killing technique is one of the secret skills of Gusu Lan's family. It was passed down by the granddaughter of the ancestor Lan'an, and the third generation of the homeowner Lan Yi. Blue Wing is also the only female head of the family. She repairs the piano. The piano has seven strings, which can be disassembled and closed. The seven strings from thick to thin are played with a clean tune at the bottom of her white and soft fingertips. The next moment, she can cut bones and flesh like mud, becoming a lethal weapon in her hands.

The blue-wing creation of string killing is to assassinate a dissident, so it is quite criticized. Gusu Lan's own evaluation of this lord is delicate, but it is undeniable that string killing is also the most lethal of Gusu Lan's secret skills A method of fighting tactics that is strong, far and near.

Lan Wangji said, "Break through from the inside."

The tortoise shell is as strong as a fortress, and its skin is extremely hard, seemingly unbreakable. But the more so, the more vulnerable the body part that hides inside the shell. Wei Wuxian also thought about this in the past few days, and knew clearly.

He knows more about the situation now. After three days of rest, their current status has just reached its peak. And if you wait for more, it will gradually decline. The fourth day has passed, and the rescued people have not yet come.

Instead of sitting still, it's better to give it a try. If the two can kill this basalt slaughter together, they can escape from the water hole under the black pool.

Wei Wuxian said: "I agree, I broke it internally. But I have heard of string killing in your family. The inside of the turtle shell is **** and unfavorable. In addition, your leg injury is unhealed. Discount? "

This is the truth, Lan Wangji understands. They all understand that being stubborn and going to do things that they are not capable of has no effect other than holding back.

Wei Wuxian said, "Listen to me."

A small half of the tortoise shell slaughtered on the surface of the black pool.

Its four beast claws, head and tail are retracted. There is a large hole in the front, and five small holes are arranged on the left and right and the back. Like an island, a hill, the mountain is dark, uneven, moss is everywhere, and there are green, black long algae.

Quietly, Wei Wuxian carrying a bundle of feather arrows and iron iron, a thin silver fish, dived in front of the head hole of the slaughtering Xuanwu.

A small half of this hole was immersed in the black pool water, and Wei Wuxian swam in. After passing through the head hole, he turned inside the turtle's shell. Wei Wuxian fell on the ground with both feet, as if stepping on a thick layer of mud, the water was soaking in the mud, and a foul smell spread over the ground, forcing him to almost scream.

The stench is rotten and sweet, reminding Wei Wuxian that he had seen a fat dead mouse by a lake in Yunmeng before. He pinched his nose and said, "This ghost place ... fortunately He didn't let Lan Zhan come in. Just his ten-finger strength that doesn't touch the spring water, when he smelled the smell, he couldn't vomit immediately. If he didn't vomit, he would be fainted.

The slaughtering Xuanwu makes a gentle purring sound. Wei Wuxian walked quietly, his feet getting deeper and deeper. After three steps, the mud-like thing didn't pass his knee. There seemed to be some lumps in the mud and the pond. Wei Wuxian was slightly short, fumbled a few, and stumbled to a furry thing.

Like human hair.

Wei Wuxian retracted his hand, knowing that this was the person dragged in by the slaughtering Xuanwu. Touch it again, and touched another boot. The half-legged already in the boot was rotten half flesh and half bone.

It seems that this monster is very unclean. The unfinished residue, or the part that was too late to eat, leaked out of the teeth, and spit it into the shell, the more and more, a hundred years later, piled up a thick layer. At this moment, Wei Wuxian was standing in these corpses of broken limbs.

These days are crawling and rolling, his body is too dirty to see, Wei Wuxian doesn't care about pickling any more, wipes his hands on his pants at will, and continues to move forward.

The purr of the monster is getting louder, the air waves are getting heavier, and the mud on the soles of the feet is getting thicker. Finally, his hand lightly touched the monster's uneven skin. He slowly groped along the skin. Sure enough, the head and neck were scaled armor, and further down was the pitted hard epidermis. The skin became thinner and more fragile as it went down.

At this time, the dead mud has spread to Wei Wuxian's waist. Most of the corpses here have not been eaten, and the remaining bodies are all large and chunky. They should not be called corpses, but corpses. Wei Wuxian stretched his hands behind his back, and was about to untie the Yu Jian and iron iron, but found that the iron iron was stuck by something and could not be taken out.

He held the iron rod and pulled it out forcefully, and then pulled it out. At the same time, the tip of the iron brought out something from the corpse and made a slight bang.

Wei Wuxian froze immediately.

For a while, there was no movement around him, and the monster was not in trouble. Then he was relieved silently, and said, "I just thought the iron was stuck by something, and the sound was also iron? Still a long time? To see if it works. If you have a bad guy at hand, it would be best if it is a top-quality fairy sword! "

He reached out and touched something like that. It was long, blunt, and covered with rust.

The moment he held it, Wei Wuxian screamed in his ears.

This scream sounded as if thousands of people were crying in his ears and wailing desperately, and a cold air crawled along his arm all over him. Wei Wuxian trembled and pumped. Turn back, and say, "What, powerful's grievances!"

At this time, the surrounding area suddenly lit up, and a faint red-yellow shimmer projected Wei Wuxian's shadow, lighting up a dark iron sword in front. The sword was obliquely inserted into the heart of his shadow.

How can there be light inside the tortoise shell of slaughtering basalt?

Wei Wuxian turned back abruptly, and sure enough, a pair of big golden eyes were close at hand.

He found out now that the muffled purr already disappeared. And that red-yellow shimmer came from the eyes of the slaughter Xuanwu!

The slaughtering Xuanwu raised his black and yellow fangs and growled with a mouth.

Wi Wuxian stood in front of his fangs and was hit by the sound of the roaring sound. His ears almost burst and his body hurt. Seeing that he bit it, he rushed the iron in a bundle into his mouth. The timing and location of this stop were just right, no more than a minute, an inch, and stuck the monster's upper jaw and lower jaw!

While the beast can't close his mouth, Wei Wuxian thrust a bundle of feather arrows into its weakest skin. Although the feather arrows are thin, Wei Wuxian made a bundle of five and pushed it into the flesh of the monster to push it into the tail feathers, like a poisonous needle. Suffering from anguish, the slaughtering Xuanwu bent all the irons that held his teeth, and the seven or eight straight irons were suddenly hooked by its strong bite. Wei Wuxian also pierced a few bundles of arrows at its soft skin. This monster has never suffered such a big loss since its birth, and it hurts crazy. The snake twitched inside the turtle's shell, and the snake's head bumped. Go, the corpse also fell over the river, as if the mountain collapsed and fell, Wei Wuxian was almost lost in the rotten limbs. The slaughter Xuanwu opened his eyes wide, yellow eyes, opened his mouth wide, and seemed to be swallowing mountains and rivers in one breath. The corpse slid to its mouth like a torrent, and Wei Wuxian struggled and rose up against it, suddenly catching an iron sword, his heart was cold, and a scream of screaming and crying in his ears.

Wei Wuxian's body already was sucked into the mouth of the slaughter Xuanwu. Seeing that the monster was about to shut up, he grabbed the iron sword and replayed it, and stuck it between the monster's upper and lower jaws.

The five internal organs of this century-old monster beast are six corrosive. Nine are all corrosive. As long as people are swallowed, they will be melted into a plume of smoke in an instant!

Wei Wuxian firmly grasped the iron sword, like a stab, stuck in its mouth and did not fall. Xuanwu slaughtered for a while, how could he not swallow this stab that did not let him close his mouth, but he was unwilling to let go and finally rushed out!

It was frightened by Wei Wuxian in the shell of the turtle. It was like trying to escape from the shell. He squeezed his body out. The tender meat hidden in this armor was exposed before it was squeezed. . And Lan Wangji has already put down the line on its head hole, waiting for a long time. As soon as the slaughtering Xuanwu rushed out, he took up the thread, slinged on the string, the bow string trembled, and cut into the flesh!

The monster was forced by the two of them to force it to be neither, nor into it. It is a deformed monster, not a real beast. It has no mind at all. It is completely crazy under the stimulation of pain. It shakes its head and tails, rams in the black pool, and tumbling in a huge vortex. wave. No matter how crazy he was, the two of them stuck in his mouth firmly, making him biteless and unable to eat, and a string struck the key to its thin skin, cutting in. The deeper and deeper the injury, the more blood bleeds!

Lan Wangji grasped the bowstring tightly, and did not loose for a moment, and persisted for three hours.

Three hours later, the slaughter Xuanwu gradually stopped.

The key to the monster was cut off by Lan Wangji from the body with a bowstring, and he was forced too hard. His palms were also already full of blood and scars. The huge tortoise shell floats on the surface of the water, and the water of the black pool has been dyed a purple-red color visible to the naked eye.

With a splash, Lan Wangji jumps into the water and swims near the snake head. The slaughter Xuanwu's eyes are still wide, and the pupils already are scattered, but the cavities are still clenched tightly.

Lan Wangji said: "Wei Ying!"

There is no sound in the monster's mouth.

Lan Wangji reached out his hands violently, held the upper and lower teeth, and pushed open on both sides. He dangled in the water, and had nowhere to work, and it took a while for him to get away. I saw a dark iron sword stuck in the slaughter basaltic mouth, the hilt and the tip of the sword had penetrated deeply into its mouth, and the blade already bent into an arc.

Wei Wuxian smashed into a shrimp-like shape, bowed his head, and clenched the iron sword's non-sharp body with both hands, and quickly slipped into the throat of the slaughtering basalt. Lan Wangji immediately grabbed his collar and lifted him out. One tooth of the slaying Xuanwu was opened, and the iron sword slid into the water and sank to the bottom of the pond.

Wei Wuxian's eyes were closed tightly, lying softly on him, with one arm resting on his shoulder, Lan Wangji holding his waist and floating in the blood with him, saying: "Wei Ying!"

His hand was shaking slightly, and he was about to reach out to touch Wei Wuxian's face, but Wei Wuxian was agitated and suddenly woke up and said, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Is it dead? "

He fluttered, taking both of them sinking in the water. Lan Wangji tightened his waist and said, "Dead!"

Wei Wuxian's eyes were blank for a while, as if he had some difficulty in responding. After thinking for a while, he said, "Dead? Dead ... Okay! Dead. It just kept screaming, turning and turning, shaking me. Come on. Oh right, hole! Underwater hole, let's go. Go out of the water hole. "

Lan Wangji noticed that he had a different reaction, and said, "What happened to you."

Wei Wuxian came into the spirit and said, "Nothing! Let's get out of here sooner than later."

It is indeed not too late. Lan Wangji nodded his head and said, "I'll take you."

Wei Wuxian said: "No need ..." Lan Wangji's right hand was still leaning around his waist like an iron hoop, and it was indisputable to say: "Inhale."

Unexpectedly, you may be in an accident when you are in such a mental state. Wei Wuxian didn't like stubbornness either, nodded, and didn't care about the blood and water dirty, the two took a deep breath and dived into the water.

Sometimes, two water splashes broke through the fuchsia water surface, and the two got out again.

Wei Wuxian took a spit of blood and wiped his face. His face was covered with purplish red, and he described the wolverine more and more, "What's going on ?! Why is there no hole?!"

Jiang Cheng did say at the time that there was a water hole under the black pool that could accommodate five or six people to pass through at the same time, and other Aristocratic Family children did escape from that hole. Wei Wuxian originally thought that he was originally blocked by the slaughtering basalt body, so he could not find it, but now the corpse already of the slaughtering basalt has moved its position. There was no water hole in the place where it was originally confined.

Lan Wangji's hair was wet and dripping with no answer. Looking at each other, they thought of a terrible possibility.

I'm afraid ... the slaughtering basalt is under severe pain, the beast claws plunge, and the rocks under water are knocked down or kicked somewhere, just blocking this only escape hole ...

Wei Wuxian broke free of Lan Wangji's arm, and a fierce son plunged into the water, and Lan Wangji also stuck. One pass was easy to find, but still didn't find a hole. Not even one can pass.

Wei Wuxian said, "What can I do?"

A moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, "Go up first."

Wei Wuxian waved his hand and said, "... Go up."

Both of them are exhausted. They swim to the shore slowly, and the water is **** purple-red. Wei Wuxian took off his clothes, twisted and shook them hard, and couldn't help but curse, "Is this playing with us? I was thinking about never coming again to save us, I didn't have the energy to kill, so I came here to follow It did. It turned out to be dead, the eighth grandson of the king stepped down the hole. I fuck! "

When he heard the word "fuck", Lan Wangji frowned, trying to say something, and held back.

Wi Wuxian shouted while shoving his clothes, suddenly suddenly softened. Lan Wangji rushed forward to support him. Wei Wuxian held his hand and said, "It's okay. I've run out of energy. By the way, Lan Zhan, I just grabbed a sword in its mouth. Did you see that sword?"

Lan Wangji said, "Sinking to the bottom. Why?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Sink? That's fine."

When he just held the sword tightly, he heard the screams of mountains and rivers in his ears all the time, his body cold and dizzy. That iron sword must be something extraordinary. This slaughtering basalt monster has eaten at least 5,000 people, and when it was dragged into the turtle's shell intact, many people must be alive. This epee may be the relic of a devoured monk. It has been hidden in the corpse of the turtle shell for at least four hundred years. It has soaked the deep grievances and pains of countless living and dead people, and heard their screams.

Wei Wuxian wanted to put away the sword and take a good look at this piece of iron, but now that already is sinking, I'm stuck here and can't get out now, so I won't mention it for the time being. If there were too many mentions, Lan Wangji heard the clues and plainly quarreled. Wei Wuxian waved his hand and said, "It's really nothing good!"

He shuffled forward, and Lan Wangji quietly followed behind him. Without taking two steps, Wei Wuxian was soft again.

Lan Wangji supported him again. This time, he pressed his forehead with one hand, and groaned for a moment, and said, "Wei Ying, you are so hot."

Wei Wuxian put his hand on his forehead and said, "You are also very hot."

Lan Wangji took away his hand, and said lightly, "That's your cold hands."

Wei Wuxian said, "It seems a bit dizzy."

Four or five days ago, he threw all the broken herbs in the sachet onto Lan Wangji ’s legs. The burn on his chest was just scratched. He did n’t rest well for a few days before he entered the corpse pool again. The water writhed and finally deteriorated.

Wei Wuxian has a fever.

Forcing for a while, Wei Wuxian became more and more dizzy and could not move anymore. He simply sat down in place, confused: "How could it be so easy to burn? I haven't had a fever for years. It's over. "

Lan Wangji did not want to comment on his "so easy", and said, "Lie down."

Wei Wuxian lay down in accordance with the words, Lan Wangji took his hand and delivered him spiritual power.

Lying for a while, Wei Wuxian sat up again. Lan Wangji said: "Lie down."

Wei Wuxian pulled back and said, "You don't have to lose to me, you don't have much left."

Lan Wangji grabbed his hand again, repeating: "lie down."

Lan Wangji had no strength the other day and was frightened and tossed by him. Today it is Wei Weixian's turn and he has no energy and can only let him play with it.

But Wei Wuxian is not lonely even when lying down. After a while, he shouted, "Shit. Stup."

Lan Wangji said, "What do you want."

Wei Wuxian said, "Chang somewhere to lie."

Lan Wangji said, "Where do you want to lie at this time?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Let your legs lie down."

Lan Wangji said expressionlessly, "You don't want to make trouble."

Wei Wuxian said, "I'm serious. I'm dizzy, and you're not a girl's house. What do you worry about lying down?"

Lan Wangji said: "It's not the girl's house, and you can't just lie down."

Seeing that he frowned, Wei Wuxian said, "I'm not in trouble, you shouldn't be in trouble. I'm not convinced, Lan Zhan, can you tell me why?"

Lan Wangji said, "What and why."

Wei Wuxian rolled over, lying on the ground, and said, "Who does n’t say that I hate, but likes me in my heart, why is it your turn that always has no good color for me? Let ’s It's a life-threatening relationship. You don't want to borrow your legs to lie down and teach me. Are you seventy or eighty? "

Lan Wangji said quietly: "You're so confused."

Maybe it's really confused. Soon, Wu Wuxian went to sleep.

When he fell asleep, he felt that he was lying well, as if he was really resting on his leg, and his cool hand was resting on his forehead. He was very comfortable, happy in his heart, rolling around and happily, not yet People rebuked. After rolling to the ground, he was lightly touched his head, hugged it, and continued to pillow his legs.

But when he woke up, he was still lying on the ground, at best he was covered with a pile of leaves on his back, and he was slightly more comfortable with pillows. Lan Wangji sat far away from him, and started a pile of fire. The fire reflected his face like a beautiful jade, warm and gentle.

Wei Wuxian said, "It really is a dream."

Their own escape route has been broken and they are trapped in a burrow. They can only wait for Yunmeng's rescue. Two days later. For the past two days, Wei Wuxian has been having a low fever, waking up and waking up. Thanks to Lan Wangji's intermittent power transmission to him, he barely maintained the status quo without deterioration.

Wei Wuxian said, "Ah. So boring."

Wei Wuxian: "It's really boring."

Wei Wuxian: "It's too quiet."

Wei Wuxian: "Ah-"

Wei Wuxian: "I'm hungry. Lan Zhan, get up and get something to eat. Get that Wang Ba meat."

Wei Wuxian: "Forget to eat, the meat of this kind of ogre monster must be smelly. You still don't move."

Wei Wuxian: "How do you look like Lan Zhan? It's so boring. With your mouth closed and your eyes closed, you don't talk to me or look at me, you meditate, you, monk, you? Yes, you The ancestor is the monk. I forgot. "

Lan Wangji said, "Quiet. You're still burning. Don't talk. Keep your strength."

Wei Wuxian said: "You have finally spoken. We have waited a few days? Why hasn't anyone come to save us?"

Lan Wangji said, "I haven't arrived in a day."

Wei Wuxian covered his face and said, "Why is it so difficult? It must be because of being with you. If only Jiang Cheng stays with you, it would be more interesting to scold him than to be with you now. Jiang Cheng! Where have you died! It's been almost seven days !!! "

Lan Wangji pierced a branch into the fire. This poking turned out to be a sword, and Mars fluttered and fluttered. He said coldly, "Rest."

Wei Wuxian turned into a ball of shrimp again, facing his face, and said, "Did you make a mistake, I just woke up, and you let me rest, do you not want to see me in awake state? ? "

Retracting the branch, Lan Wangji said calmly, "You think too much."

Wei Wuxian said: "The oil and salt will not enter, and the sword will not enter. It is not as interesting as the blue face that was so dark that the old pot bottomed out, spoke with a tone, and rushed to bite. It is interesting. Lan Zhan can never be met, I am afraid that I will never have the chance to see it again in the future.

He said: "I'm so boring. Lan Zhan, let's chat. You start."

Lan Wangji said, "When do you rest in the past?"

Wei Wuxian said: "You have such a boring head. It's so boring-you don't want to continue. But I will give you a face, and I will pick it up. I tell you, I am in Lotus Dock It ’s always ugly to sleep afterwards. I often stay up all night. "

Lan Wangji said, "No check. Bad habits."

Wei Wuxian said, "Do you think everyone is the same as yours?"

Lan Wangji said: "To be changed."

Wei Wuxian covered his ears: "I'm sick. I'm having a fever, Brother Lan, can you say something nice? Coax this poor me?"

Lan Wangji said nothing, Wei Wuxian said, "Can't say? Well, I know. Then you can't say, can you sing? Can you sing?"

He originally said only one thing, and spent time with Lan Wangji scraping his mouth, but he didn't expect him to agree. Who knows, quiet for a long time, a low and gentle singing voice, wandering in the empty cave. .

Lan Wangji actually sang.

Wei Wuxian closed his eyes, rolled over, spread his limbs, and said, "It sounds good."

He said, "What's the name of this song?"

Lan Wangji seemed to say something low, Wei Wuxian opened his eyes and said, "What name?"