There was still more than a month before the ceremony of knot the Taoist couple. At the same time, Wangxian Pavilion and Lianhuawu received invitations from Jinlintai, inviting them to attend the Baifeng Mountain Hunting Conference
Remembering what Jin Guangshan had done in his previous life, Lan Wangji threw the invitation aside and hugged the person in his arms tightly
"Wei Ying, if you don't want to go, you won't go"
In this life, there is no dispute over shooting the sun, no Qiongqi Dao Wen Ning went crazy and killed Jin Zixuan and Jin Zixun, and even Jin Guangshan never participated in the troubles in the Forgetful Pavilion of Xianmen. However, this does not mean that he can keep his own mind. How did he become the Immortal Governor? Lan Wangji didn't want to pursue it, but if he didn't instigate it secretly, how could those people dare to make him the enemy of the Forgetful Pavilion?
Also, that Jin Guangyao, he didn't do much in this life. Lan Wangji was surprised that Jin Guangshan would recognize him, and he often took him by his side. This person is exquisite and comprehensive, and for some reason, he and his elder brother, Sect Master Nie, became brothers of the opposite sex. It seems that Wei Ying has been in a coma for more than three years, and he has missed a lot of good shows
"Go, why don't you go, I want to see Senior Sister and Jin Ling, Jin Ling is almost a year old, I haven't seen him yet?"
Looking at Wei Wuxian's expectant look, Lan Wangji couldn't bear to reject him. Yes, as long as he wanted to go, he would accompany him regardless of the sea of swords and flames
"Okay."
Sometimes, Wei Wuxian felt that Lan Wuji was a paranoid, he was paranoid about always letting himself wear red clothes, such as now
"I don't want to wear this, it's too red and too flamboyant"
Wei Wuxian, who was standing in front of the bronze mirror, tugged at the red robe on his body, and his mouth was too high
He didn't know how many red clothes Lan Wangji had made for him during the more than three years he was lethargic, nor did he know that no matter where Lan Wangji went, he always held him in red clothes in his arms. The anti-Buddha wanted to declare to the world: This is me
"Oh~ Zhang Yang, yes, it should be Zhang Yang, my Wei Ying, it should be like this, no matter where you go, you are the one who attracts people's attention"
Lan Wangji sneered, and the spoil in his eyes could no longer be hidden
"Lan Zhan, Mistress said, in the past three years, you have taken me with you wherever you go, and you have never put me down even when you fight with others, is it true?"
Wei Wuxian suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Lan Wangji seriously
"Well, since I found you in the mass grave, I have sworn that I will never let you go in this life"
Lan Wangji rubbed Wei Wuxian's head and led him out
"You lied, then why did you send me back to Lotus Dock when I woke up"
If there is no shame, if the ancestor of Yiling recognizes the second, no one will dare to recognize the first. Obviously, he was crying and clamoring to separate from others, but now he has put all the blame on Lan Wangji
"My fault"
For Wei Wuxian's Hu's blind entanglement, Lan Wangji did not refute, but took the fault on himself
"Ah? Lan Zhan, you are so boring"
"Huh?"
Lan Wangji was puzzled, did he say something wrong?
"Shouldn't you refute me severely at this time? A little old-fashioned is a little old-fashioned, and it can't be changed."
Wei Wuxian was heartbroken. This little old-fashioned man was too honest. He had to teach him well, otherwise he would be bullied when he went out
"Wei Ying, you say I'm old-fashioned again"
Lan Wangji lowered his eyes, a little lost
"Hey, Lan Zhan, don't be angry, can't I stop calling? You are not old-fashioned, not old-fashioned at all"
Looking at Lan Wangji's pitiful look, Wei Wuxian couldn't bear to tease him
"I'm a little old-fashioned"
Lan Wangji let go of Wei Wuxian's hand and walked forward alone
"Blue Cham."
Lan Wangji turned his head, and a wave of warmth pasted up. In front of him was Wei Wuxian's constantly enlarged face
Lan Wangji hooked the corners of his lips, and his light glazed eyes were full of the appearance of a successful trick...