The Founder of Diabolism Chapter 43: The ninth leader

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After hearing the words, Lan Wangji lowered his eyes slightly uncomfortably.

Wei Wuxian knew that Lan Wangji must still have the last shadow. He was puzzled. What did he do when he was drunk? But I couldn't reveal the Italian chart too clearly, so I pressed the button first, and drank the glass of wine myself, sighing, "I'm very depressed."

Lan Wangji raised his eyes again and asked, "You are depressed."

Whether it was a question or a question, his tone sounded bland. Wei Wuxian said: "Why can't I be depressed. For you. It's not a small problem for the aftermath of Yicheng. If a large city is to be cleaned up, it will be huge in all aspects. Shuzhong originally It ’s not your jurisdiction. I suggest that your aunt Su Lans do n’t take the burden alone, click on the juniors downstairs to see how many homes they have, and ask each of them to contribute. "

Lan Wangji said: "It can be considered."

Wei Wuxian said: "It can be, but it can only be considered. You know, these Aristocratic Family like to prey on the most, and push it around if there is a responsibility, how can it be so easy to help. As for you, I also know that even if others are unwilling to help, you will carry this burden. So, you will have to pay for this loss. Also, look at Jin Ling. Look at him. "

Lan Wangji said, "How about Jin Ling."

Wei Wuxian knocked on the table with his forefinger and knuckles, and said, "Your family Jingyi said that he had a big Young Lady temper, and he was right. He behaved arrogantly, offended people by opening his mouth, and beat honeycombs on his own. With you and me guarding, he is not only about to make a big loss, he has swallowed up all his bones. "

Although he mentioned this stubble, he meant to deceive Lan Wangji, but this was also his heart. Talking about it, Wei Wuxian couldn't help but said, "Every time he comes out for a night hunt, he is alone. He doesn't count. There isn't even a peer of the same age who follows and hugs. We used to ... ... "

Like forgetting something unpleasant, Lan Wangji raised her eyebrow slightly and sat more straight.

Seeing this, Wei Wuxian rephrased: "Well, it's me, I was before. I wasn't like this before."

Lan Wangji said quietly: "That's you. Not everyone is like you."

Wei Wuxian said: "But children are like lively and crowded people. If this happened to the few people in your family who were following him, he would surely be alone. He was rashly led into the righteous city. Han Guangjun, "

He put down his glass, leaned forward, and stared at Lan Wangji's face, and said, "Would you say that Jinling is not particularly out of class? There are no friends in the family? The Jiang family does not mention , But hasn't the Jin family been with his peers and juniors of similar age? "

The only son of Jin Guangshan Mingming is the Jinxuan Xuan from Madam Masami. Although he loves to seduce flowers and provokes love, he has many illegitimate children, but most of them remain indifferent. Especially after getting tired of that woman, she was completely forgotten. Among these illegitimate children, only Jin Guangyao stands out. Although his background is so low that it's hard to tell, it's enough to convince him that he has done a great job alone in the shooting of the sun. Coupled with being smooth and smart, and good at meeting each other, this opened up all kinds of joints and was able to recognize the ancestors and return to their ancestors. Wei Wuxian said, "Isn't Jin Guangyao a son or daughter who is about the same age, and can he play with him?"

Lan Wangji said: "Jin Guangyao once had a son and died at the age of six."

Wei Wuxian said: "Nothing will happen after that? Then say that now, Jinling is the most orthodox blood in the next generation of Lanling Jin's?"

With a positive answer, Wei Wuxian was silent, thinking: "Neither parents nor friends of similar age grew up together. Although he seems to like Jin Guangyao, his uncle is an uncle, not a father. After all In addition, Jiang Cheng is not a person who can teach children ... it's a complete mess. "

Stop, he said, "Forget it. Not to mention it."

Lan Wangji looked at him in silence for a while, then suddenly folded his arms and poured himself a glass of wine.

Then, toasted and drank slowly.

The last time he drank, Wei Wuxian didn't look at his expression carefully, but he paid special attention to it this time.

Lan Wangji closed her eyes while drinking. She frowned slightly, drank one cup, and pursed her lips imperceptibly before opening her eyes. A shallow layer of water will appear in the eyes.

Wei Wuxian raised his gill by the table and began to count silently in his heart.

When the eighth sound is counted, Lan Wangji puts down his glass, lifts his forehead, and sleeps slowly.

A strange excitement surged into Wei Wuxian's heart.

Sure enough, sleep first and then get drunk!

He drank the rest of the wine from the jug, and stood up and walked around Yajian with his hands, rubbing his fists, eager to try.

Xu Yan, he walked to Lan Wangji, leaned down, and asked softly in his ear: "Lan Zhan?"

No. Wei Wuxian said again, "Forgot the brother?"

Lan Wangji supported her right hand and breathed very smoothly.

The hand with this face and balance is fair and flawless, like a beautiful jade.

The faint sandalwood scent that emanated from him was originally cold and somewhat clear. However, at this moment, the sandalwood is filled with alcohol, and the cold fragrance is warmed, as if mixed with a hint of sweetness, which is somewhat intoxicating.

Wei Wuxian got closer, the aroma lingering between his breath, involuntarily, he lowered his body a little lower, closer to him.

He thought vaguely, "Strange ... why seems a little hot?"

Suddenly, a voice came quietly: "Young Master."

Wei Wuxian's face, already, was sticking to Lan Wangji, and heard the sound slipped on his feet, almost rushing up.

He immediately blocked Lan Wangji behind him and turned to face the wooden window where the voice came.

The wooden window was knocked carefully, and a small voice floated in along the window slit: "Young Master."

Wei Wuxian realized that his heart was beating a little bit faster, and he said strangely in his heart, calmly, walked over, and suddenly opened a window.

Wen Ning caught the eaves and was hanging upside down from the window, ready to knock again. Wei Wuxian opened the window violently and hit his head. He screamed "ah" softly, supported the fan with both hands, and met Wei Wuxian in person.

A cold night wind came in through the window. Wen Ning opened her eyes, her eyes were no longer dead white, and she had a pair of quiet black pupils.

The two are like this, one is standing, the other is hanging upside down, facing each other for a long while.

Wei Wuxian said, "Come down."

Wen Ning did not catch the eaves all of a sudden, fell down, and fell heavily to the ground downstairs.

Wei Wuxian wiped the cold sweat of existence on his forehead.

He said, "This place is too right!"

Fortunately, I picked this one. In order to be quiet, the direction of this wooden window facing the street is not a pedestrian street, but a small forest. Wei Wuxian picked up the pole to support the wooden window, leaned out of the window, and looked down. Wen Ning's body was so heavy that he smashed the ground out of a human-shaped pit, lying in the pit, with his eyes still staring at him.

Wei Wuxian lowered his voice and shouted at him: "I let you down, not let you go.‘ Come ’, understand?”

Wen Ning looked at him with his neck down, got up from the pit, patted the mud on his body, and said, "Oh. I'm here."

After speaking, holding the pillar again, ready to climb up along it. Wei Wuxian said, "Stop! You're there, I'll look for you."

He returned to Lan Wangji and lay in his ears, "Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, you can sleep for more than ten thousand. I'll be right back. Good way to be good?"

After speaking, his hands were a little itchy, and he couldn't help but slap Lan Wangji's eyelids with his fingertips.

Lan Wangji was slightly twitched by his long eyelashes, and his eyebrows were slightly twisted, slightly restless. Wei Wuxian retracted his claws, jumped out of the window, and rose and fell on the branches and leaves of the eaves and fell to the ground.

As soon as he jumped down and turned around, Wen Ning knelt down in front of him.

Wei Wuxian said, "What are you doing?"

Wen Ning didn't say a word, she bowed her head and whispered, "Young Master, I'm sorry."

Wei Wuxian said, "Do you have to talk to me like this? It's OK."

After speaking, he was also in front of Wen Ning, kneeling at him.

Wen Ning was startled, and nodded his head in a hurry. Wei Wuxian also learned everything, and gave him a head blow. Wen Ning jumped up quickly, and Wei Wuxian stood up from the ground, patted the dust on the hem, and said, "Is it so straight to speak with my waist straight, can't I?"

Wen Ning didn't dare to speak. Wei Wuxian said, "When will the sanity be restored?"

Wen Ning said: "Just now."

Wei Wuxian said, "Do you remember what happened when the thorn skull was in your head?"

Wen Ning said: "Some remember ... some don't remember."

Wei Wuxian said, "What do you remember?"

Wen Ning Muran said, "... Remember to hear someone say that the mass grave post is gone. People ... all are gone."

Wei Wuxian said, "Haven't you heard anything good? What else have you heard?"

For a moment, Wen Ning said: "Jiang Cheng killed you."

Wei Wuxian said: "It wasn't me who killed him. I was killed by back-bite. If you repair the evil road by walking on a wooden bridge, it is inevitable to suffer back-bite. It is only a matter of time. It is impossible for a single-wood bridge to go for life. "

Wen Ning finally looked up at him and said, "But if he didn't choose it at that time ..."

At this time, there was a loud crackling sound of porcelain in the lobby on the first floor.

Lan Sizhai's voice sounded: "Aren't we talking about Xue Yang before? Why should we make noise on this?"

Jin Ling angrily said, "I'm talking about Xue Yang, am I wrong ?! What did Xue Yang do? He is a scum that is not as good as a beast. Wei Ying is even more disgusting than him! What does it mean to not be general? This kind of demon staying in the world is a scourge, that is, he should kill him all! "

Wen Ning moved, Wei Wuxian waved his hand to stand still.

Lan Jingyi said: "What are you doing with such a fire? Si Zun didn't say that Wei Wuxian should not kill, he just said that the people who practice the evil demon are not all people like Xue Yang. Do you have to throw something? ? "

Jin Ling sneered: "Isn't he also saying, 'Is n’t the creator of this Tao necessarily thinking about using it as an injustice?' Who is the 'creator of this Tao'? You tell me, except Wei Ying, Who else is so inexplicable, your aunt Su Lan's is also the Xianmen Wang clan. Didn't your family die in the hands of Wei Ying? Why did you want to speak so strangely? Listen to you, Do you still want to excuse Wei Ying? "

Lan Yuan is the name of Lan Si Zhui. He is still polite: "I'm not trying to excuse him. It's just a suggestion, don't make a conclusion before you know the context. It should be noted that before coming to Yicheng, many people have asserted that Chang Ping of Changyang of Liyang is Is Hyosung Dust Doom killed for revenge and venting anger? But what about the facts? "

Jin Ling said: "In the end, Chang Ping was not killed by the Hyosung Dojo. No one saw it. Everyone is just guessing. What is the assertion? But Wei Ying ’s peculiar killing, **** nights, two battles. Among them, how many monks killed him, and killed Wen Ning and Yin Tiger Rune! This is the fact that countless people see in their eyes. They cannot quibble, they can't deny it! And he made Wen Ning kill my father and kill him. My mother, these, I will never forget it! "

If there is blood on Wen Ning's face, to vanish must be exhausted at this moment.

But he doesn't. He can only show a wooden face forever. Wen Ning whispered, "... Girl Jiang's son?"

Wei Wuxian remained motionless.

Jin Ling also said: "My uncle grew up with him. My grandfather regarded him as his own. My grandmother was not bad to him, but what about him? Lotus Lotus Dock was once reduced to the magic nest of Wen's black people. Yunmeng Jiang's fragmentation caused them to fall apart, leaving them alone. Now I'm the only one left! Ambitious, I don't know how to converge, and eventually there is no dead body! What is unclear and what is questionable in this context ? "

He is aggressive, Lan Sichai should not say a word. For a while, another boy said, "Okay, why are you arguing about this? Let's not mention it, okay? The dishes are cold."

Another person replied: "Yeah, don't be noisy. Thinking about chasing means not paying attention. Jin Young Master sit down and eat together."

Jin Ling snorted. Lan Sichai started to speak, and still did not lose her etiquette: "Okay. It's my fault. Jin Young Master, please sit down. Noisy, it's not good to lead Han Guangjun down."

A mention of Han Guangjun is really amazing. On hearing that, Jin Ling didn't even hum, and there was a sound of moving the table and bench, and it seemed to be sitting down. The lobby was noisy again, and the voices of the teenagers were drowned in the staggered cups, plates and chopsticks.

Wei Wuxian and Wen stood quietly in the grove, all looking dull.

In silence, Wen Ning knelt silently again.

Wei Wuxian said, "It's not about you."

Wen Ning was about to speak, and suddenly looked at Wei Wuxian's back with a slight stun. Wei Wuxian was about to turn around to see, only to see a white coat over him, lifted a foot, and slap on Wen Ning's shoulder.

Wen Ning was stunned and pressed into a human-shaped pit.

Wei Wuxian quickly grabbed Lan Wangji, who wanted to spit again, and said, "Han Guangjun, Han Guangjun! Han Guangjun, let me be angry!"

It seems that the time to "sleep" has passed, and the time to "drunk" has arrived. Lan Wangji has found out. The situation is inexplicable, and history is truly strikingly similar.

This time, Lan Wangji looks more normal than last time, and his boots are not worn. Even when he did such a rude gesture, that face became more serious and upright. After being pulled by Wei Wuxian, he shook his sleeves, nodded, and stood proudly in place, without saying a word.

Wei Wuxian took time to Wen Ning and said, "How are you?"

Wen Ning got up and said, "I'm fine."

Wei Wuxian said, "I just get up and do what I do on my knees."

Wen Ning stood up, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Blue Young Master."

Lan Wangji frowned, covered his ears, turned his back to Wen Ning, faced Wei Wuxian, and blocked his vision with his body.

Wenning: "..."

Wei Wuxian said, "You better not stand here, he ... doesn't like to see you."

Wen Ning said: "... What happened to the blue Young Master?"

Wei Wuxian said: "Nothing. Drunk."

Wen Ning said: "Then you help him enter the house."

Wei Wuxian said, "Be careful yourself."

Wen Ning nodded, couldn't help but glance at Lan Wangji again, and then retreated.

Wei Wuxian took Lan Wangji's hands and covered his ears, and said, "Well, let's go, I can't hear the sound, and I can't see anyone."

Lan Wangji then let go of his hand, his light eyes staring at him.

The evil * is surging in Wei Wuxian's heart. Something in his body seems to be lit, and he laughs with a bad intention: "Lan Zhan, or what do I ask, what do you answer? What do I let you do, What are you doing? "

Lan Wangji: "Huh."

Wei Wuxian said, "Take down your wiper."

Lan Wangji put his hands behind his head, slowly untied the strap, and took off this white wipe with embroidered clouds.

Wai Wuxian looked at this wipe carefully, and said, "Nothing great, I thought there was a secret. Then why did I take it off in the past, are you so angry?"

Suddenly, he felt his wrists tighten. I saw Lan Wangji tying his two hands with his wiper, knotting slowly.

Wei Wuxian said, "What are you doing?"

He wanted to see what Lan Wangji was going to do and let him do it himself. Lan Wangji tied his hands tightly. First, he hit a knot. After thinking about it, it seemed that it was inappropriate and he untied it and turned it into a dead knot. After thinking for a while, I felt that it was still inappropriate, and hit another.

Gusu Lan's wiping forehead is a hanging streamer. It floats beautifully when in action and is therefore very long. Lan Wangji smashed seven or eight knots in a row, forming a series of ugly little crickets, and then stopped with satisfaction.

Wei Wuxian said, "Hey, do you want to wipe this amount?"

Lan Wangji's brows stretched, holding the other end of his forehead, pulling up Wei Wuxian's hand, raising it to his eyes, as if admiring his great masterpiece. Wei Wuxian's hand was lifted by him, thinking, "I'm like a prisoner ... No, why should I play with him like this? Shouldn't I play with him?"

Suddenly awakened, Wei Wuxian said, "Untie me."

Lan Wangji happily stretched out his hands, re-exercised his skills, and reached out to his collar and belt again. Wei Wuxian said, "It's not to untie this! Untie this! You untie the thing you tied me! This wiping amount!"

If Lan Wangji tied his hands and took off his clothes, the screen would be terrible to think about!

Lan Wangji listened to his request, his eyebrows frowned again, and he remained motionless for a while. Wei Wuxian raised his hand to show him, and coaxed: "Don't you listen to me, give this to my brother. Be good."

Lan Wangji glanced at him and looked away calmly, as if he couldn't understand what he was talking about, it took some time to think. Wei Wuxian yelled, "Oh, I get it! If you tie me up, you will be very excited, and if you untie, you won't understand, right?"

Lan's wipes are consistent with the materials used in their clothes. They seem light and elegant, but they are very solid. Lan Wangji was tightly tied, and a long series of knots were tied. Wei Wuxian turned left and right and couldn't break away. He said, "This is really lifting a stone and hitting my own foot. Fortunately, it is to wipe the amount instead of anything Ghosts like rope, otherwise he wouldn't have tied me all up! "

Lan Wangji looked at the distance, while pulling the tape of his forehead, pulling, shaking, and playing happily. Wei Wuxian said, "Will you untie me? Han Guangjun, how can you be such a fairy person? What are you going to do to bind me? What can you do when you see it? Huh?"

After listening to the last sentence, Lan Wangji pulled him towards the woods.

Wei Wuxian was dragged away by him, and he whispered, "You, you, you wait for a while. I mean, it ’s not good for others to see, not to let you show this to others! Hey! Are you? Pretend not to understand? You deliberately ?! You only understand what you want to understand ?! Blue forget the machine! "

The voice didn't fall, Lan Wangji had dragged him out of the woods, rounded the street, and re-entered the lobby from the first floor of the restaurant.

A group of juniors are still eating and drinking, although although it was a little unpleasant just now, young people can always forget the unpleasantness immediately. They were enjoying the wine, and some of the juniors in the Lan family secretly drank alcohol. Some people have been staring at the stairs on the second floor to guard against the wind. Beware of being discovered by Lan Wangji. All were shocked.

Bang Dangyi, Lan Jingyi fluttered to the jug on the table and knocked several dishes and bowls all the way, with no hiding effect. Lan Sizhui stood up and said, "Han, Han Guangjun, why did you come in from here ..."

Wei Wuxian laughed: "Haha, you Han Guangjun are sitting hot, come out to blow hair, whim to kill an assault, this is not true, I caught you stealing and drinking."

He prayed, please ask Lan Zhan to drag him upstairs directly, don't talk to people, and don't do extra actions. As long as he keeps silent and keeps his frosty appearance, no one will find him wrong.

Just thinking so, Lan Wangji pulled him and walked to the junior's table.

Lan Si chased: "Han Guangjun, your wiping amount ..."

Before he finished, he saw Wei Wuxian's hand.

Han Guangjun's wiping amount is tied to Wei Wuxian's wrist.

As if there were not enough people who noticed this, Lan Wangji held up the tape to wipe his forehead, and pulled Wei Wuxian's hand to show it to everyone.