When Wei Wuxian Yujian arrived at Wangxian Pavilion, the guard disciple said that he would not let him enter. He said that he wanted to see Lan Wuji, and was told that Lan Wuji had been in retreat, and the unease in his heart was getting stronger and stronger
"Let me in"
Wei Wuxian held Chen Qing's hand, his knuckles turned white, and his whole body was black
"I'm sorry, the pavilion master has an order, no one is allowed to enter unless they forget the pavilion."
The gatekeeper seemed calm, but his heart was already surging. Everyone knew that the person in front of him was the person the pavilion master put on the top of his heart, but for some reason, Elder Lan Simu gave such an order, and they dared not disobey
"I said -- let me in."
Wei Wuxian stretched out his hand to the petition on his waist and said word by word
"Why should Mr. Wei make it difficult for them"
When the war was imminent and both sides were in dire straits
A low, cold voice came
Like Lan Wangji, Lan Simu, who was also dressed in white, appeared in front of everyone
"Lan Simu?"
Wei Wuxian knew him. He had seen him when he woke up in the secret room, and Lan Wangji had told him about his origin later
"Well, how is Mr. Wei doing?"
Lan Simu saluted Wei Wuxian
Although Lan Simu does not like the rules and regulations of the Lan family, he is still a gentle and elegant gentleman
Wei Wuxian did not answer his question. He bowed and returned the salute. He straightened up and looked at Lan Simu
"What happened to Lan Zhan?"
Something must have happened to him, or he wouldn't let himself in
"As Mr. Wei heard, he forgot the opportunity and retreated."
Lan Simu's face was so serious that no one could see any flaws
"Really? He didn't say he wouldn't let me in in the retreat, did he?"
Wei Wuxian is not someone they can fool in a few words
This is the Wangxian Pavilion, the sect created by Lan Wangji, and it used to be him and his home. Otherwise, he would have already started
"Don't dare, Mr. Wei, please come in"
Lan Simu raised his hand and made an inviting gesture towards Wei Wuxian, neither humble nor arrogant
Wei Wuxian didn't care about anything else, so he rushed in and found every room, but there was still no figure of Lan Wangji
Only the secret room is left. If he's not there, I really don't know where to find him
His chest started to hurt again, and Wei Wuxian staggered and walked towards the secret room step by step
The door of the secret room was closed, and Wei Wuxian couldn't open it with all his strength. A sense of suffocation hit, and Wei Wuxian fell to the ground
"Lan Zhan - I know you're in there, do you really not want to see me?"
Wei Wuxian took out a pill from his arms, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it whole. Wei Wuxian felt that the pain in his chest was less
"Can you talk to me? I just want to know if you're okay"
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those words to you, I shouldn't have said that I was going to separate... Lan Zhan... I'm sorry"
Wei Wuxian, whose body had never recovered, rushed all the way to Yujian after hearing Lan Wangji's accident. He had already reached his limit, leaned against the door of the secret room and muttered to himself, and fell asleep after a while
In the secret room, Lan Wangji, who had just woken up not long ago, had been standing in the door, stroking the facade with her fingertips, as if stroking the person's face
"Wei Ying... Wei Ying... cough cough cough"
Lan Wangji's face was pale without a trace of blood. The hand that covered his mouth slowly opened, and there was a pool of blood in his palm
At this moment, he wanted to rush out recklessly, hug the person in his arms, and never let go, but he couldn't do that
After returning from Lotus Dock, he has gradually lost his sense of taste, and then his sense of smell. In the past two days, he even started to blur when he sees objects. I believe that it will not be long before he can no longer see his face, hear his voice, or even - never touch that face that he thinks about day and night
The backlash of his use of forbidden techniques to enhance his inner strength is that he loses his five senses and becomes a walking corpse
There was no movement outside the door, and Lan Wangji began to worry. If something happened to his body like that, after all, nothing could beat the worry about him
Lan Wangji slowly opened the door of the secret room, and what came into view was the black figure, curled up in a ball and sitting on the cold ground
"Wei Ying -"