The Founder of Diabolism Chapter 101: Hate birth twenty-first 4

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In a silent silence, the dust fell straight to the ground.

Jin Guangyao turned his left hand and pulled out five strings of different thicknesses between his fingers. The other end was fixed in the concealed buckle of the gold ring around his waist, and his right hand was swiped across the string.

When he pulled out the strings, Lan Xichen drank: "Don't listen!"

But already is late. The monks of Lanling King's must have been warned by their masters and taken precautions. They all covered their ears one step ahead and transported spiritual power to block the sound of the piano. Lan Wangji did not know their secret code and missed it. The best time to defend is to take in this weird melody. When he wanted to block again, the spiritual power was no longer functioning.

Jin Guangyao let go, and the strings were slumped into the belt again, and wrapped around his waist like his saber. Now that Lan Wang's cleverness has been lost, and it is not a threat, the string on Wei Wuxian's neck is naturally removed.

As soon as the slight tingling between the necks disappears, Wei Wuxian can't wait to rush towards Lan Wangji.

Only his utterly shocking utterance of the stone was like a thunderous body, and Lan Wangji had not responded to it until now. He had always been a little confused and ignorant in his unshakable face.

Being stunned by Wei Wuxian's arms like this, this is not the first time for already, 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 go. put.

Wei Wuxian said, "Lan Zhan, what I said just now, did you hear it?!"

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

His speech was always concise, straightforward, and almost intermittent, but he was hesitant at the moment. Xu Yan, and said: "You said ..."

It seems I want to repeat it to make sure I heard it right. But in that case, it's really too difficult for Lan Wangji to talk about it.

Wei Wuxian was ready to say again without hesitation: "I said I really want 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, Lord Lan, I can't wait any longer."

Jin Guangyao ca n’t stand it anymore. He turned to a few of his subordinates and said, "Go kill the spirit dog! Don't let me see who it attracts."

"Yes!"

After the monks left, Jin Guangyao went back to Guanyin Temple again and said, "Did you dig it yet!"

The monk in the temple: "Suzerain, maybe you buried too deeply ..."

The voice didn't fall, and a pale flash of lightning climbed across the sky. A moment later, the thunder rose.

Jin Guangyao looked into the sky, his face was slightly heavy. After a while, a small, thin rain wire floated in the air.

Wei Wuxian grabbed Lan Wangji. He was still trying to spread out his chest full of words and thousands of words, and the cold rain silk floated on his face, calming him a little.

The night after the night of bloodless night was like this.

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

Even if Lan Xichen's already is subject to his hands, he is still courteous to Lan Xichen, not half-minded, and all the way to get along is the same as in the past, but he is very polite, even if he has a temper, it is difficult to rush 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 temple, followed by others. After entering the temple, looking up, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji both froze.

The interior of this Guanyin Temple is spacious and quite atmospheric. The red paint on the wall is as good as new. The monks dug the soil behind the main hall. I don't know how deep they have dug. They still couldn't dig out what Jin Guangyao had buried. The Avalokitesvara enshrined on God Stage is picturesque. Compared with the normal Avalokitesvara, it is a little less kind and more beautiful. What made them faint is this goddess of mercy Guanyin, which is almost eight points similar to Jin Guangyao.

Wei Wuxian said: "... Is Jin Guangyao such a narcissistic person? It is not enough to sit at the fairy capital of the Doujian Baijia, but also to sculpt a deity in his own way to accept the worship of 10,000 people. Consecrated with incense ??? Or is it a new practice? It is likely that it is related to the thing he buried underground. "

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.

Very good. The farther, the better.

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 is still a little nervous. Lan Wangji was pulled by his body and he just sat down. 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.

Linging for a long time with a bad but unknowing person laughing Ling has been so late, he can't immediately believe that this is just human nature.

Thinking of this, Wei Wuxian was trembling with aching pain, and 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 a little tight.

Lan Wangji said, "Yes."

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! "

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

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"Or to put it another way. Delight you, love you, want you, whatever you want."

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

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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 what you like and want to go to bed with you. If you do not like to listen to me, thank you, I will not say, if you like to bite me, you will bite everywhere. What do you love I ’ll love whatever you like, as long as you are willing 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, so he can only reach out his hands.

In the dark, Lan Wangji has hugged him tightly and blocked his mouth.

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, and the hotness that almost broke his heart.