"Lan Zhan, drink, please... drink quickly"
Ever since he arrived at Yun Shen and didn't know where to go, he forced himself, but he didn't shed a single tear. When he saw the person on the couch, he didn't cry. He bit the blood vessels on his wrist with his teeth just now, and he didn't cry, but now looking at Lan Wangji, who had closed his teeth and refused to drink his own blood, Wei Wuxian cried, crying loudly, and the people guarding the door were all moved...
"You don't drink, do you? I'll feed you"
Looking at the bleeding wrist, Wei Wuxian put his wrist to his lips, a sweet smell spread in his mouth, and he slowly lowered his head and covered it...
"Cough cough cough..."
Lan Wangji's eyelashes trembled, and after a while, his eyes opened a gap
Is it a dream? He seemed to see his admiration
"Envy... Envy... ahem, ahem, ahem... puff."
Before he could see the person in front of him clearly, Lan Wangji spurted out another mouthful of blood. This time, he didn't even have the strength to turn his head and lie down beside the couch. The blood spurted out all over his face, and even Wei Wuxian was not spared
"Lan Zhan... Lan Zhan, I'm here, I'm here... don't scare me, okay? You know I'm timid... don't scare me... woohoo"
Wei Wuxian hurriedly wiped the blood that was still spilling from the corners of his lips, and his heart sank little by little. Could it be that his blood was useless... No, it must be that he didn't feed enough, and the blood on his wrist was still flowing out, he lowered his head and sucked it up again
"Envy... no... poof... cough cough... ho... ho... ho..."
Seeing his actions, Lan Wangji vomited blood again, breathing more and more quickly, and the light glazed eyes were about to jump out of their sockets
He moved his fingertips, used his last strength to grab Wei Wuxian's wrist into his hand, and held it tightly
"No... not allowed... uh"
"Gollum."
Lan Wangji's Adam's apple rolled gently, and a large mouthful of blood slid down his throat. He could feel the fishy sweetness running down his throat and into his stomach. A warm current slowly spread from the cold and biting limbs, and in front of his blurry eyes was his envied and enlarged face, he seemed reluctant to leave... he... he was also reluctant to leave...
He wanted to talk to him, hug him, wipe the blood from the corners of his lips... He wanted to see the wound on his wrist, but he couldn't do the same, his eyes became more and more blurry, until he couldn't see anything... couldn't hear anything
He fainted again
There was a "bang" sound from the quiet room
Everyone opened the door and rushed in, only to see Lan Wangji, who was still in a coma covered in blood, and Wei Wuxian, who fainted on the ground. There was a ferocious wound on his wrist, which was still bleeding out, but he lost too much blood. His face was abnormally rosy, Lan Xichen walked over quickly, helped the person on the ground, and put his hand to his forehead
"A Xian is making a hot topic... hurry... hurry up and get ice cubes in the cellar, and burn it down, the consequences will be unimaginable"
...
"The situation of forgetting the plane has actually started to improve"
After settling Wei Wuxian, Lan Xichen sat on the couch to check the pulse for Lan Yueji, and the frowned brows actually slowly relaxed
"Really? Father won't leave Nian'er anymore"
Lan Nian jumped up happily
Lan Qiren also stroked his beard and let out his long breath
"Well, Nian'er is so cute, father won't leave you alone"
Lan Xichen touched Lan Nian's fluffy head and looked at Lan Sizhu
"Take Nian'er down"
Seeing Lan Nian leave step by step, Lan Qiren frowned
"Why are you thinking about it, could it be..."
"Uncle, the injury from forgetting the machine is too serious, almost all the internal organs were cracked by the mysterious ice jade lion, and the chest was covered with blood stasis. Even if he saves his life, I am afraid... his cultivation base is completely abolished now, and I am afraid he can only rest in bed in the future, and there is no possibility of cultivating immortals..."
For the careful and arrogant younger brother, this is no better than death... not much better
"That's it, it's good to be alive... it's good to be alive"
Lan Qiren's eyes were a little red. He was old, and as he grew older, family affection was more important to him than anything else. He would no longer force or expect his two nephews to achieve much, as long as they were good, he would be worthy of his dead brother...
