Five years later
The deep clouds do not know where to find Han Tan Cave
"Father, why has Daddy been sleeping, why is he not thinking? Does he not like it anymore?"
Lan Nian, dressed in a small cloud-patterned white robe and wearing a mantle of Lan Clan's direct descendant's forehead, stood in front of the ice bed, looking at the person covered in thin ice
Since he was a child, his father often brought him to see him, but every time, he was in a deep sleep and never opened his eyes to see him
He once asked Brother Si Zhui and Brother Jingyi: Is Daddy dead? But they just shook their heads and sighed and didn't speak, and Grandpa, when he mentioned Daddy, he got sick, and over time, he didn't dare to ask anymore
"Nian'er, daddy doesn't ignore Nian'er, he's just too tired, in this world, no one loves you more than him"
Lan Wangji squatted down, held the little Lan Nian in his arms, and looked at the person on the ice bed
- Wei Ying, it's been five years, have you really left?
In the past five years, he took Lan Nian to all the places Wei Wuxian might have been, and every time he went, he stopped to play the piano and ask Ling, but it backfired. He never asked for a star or a half about him, and he never even entered Lan Wanji's dream
It is rumored in the immortal cultivation world that today's immortal governor is crazy, and he asks Ling every day, and when he doesn't return, Wei Wuxian is obviously dead, how can he come back, and some people sigh, Lan Wangji is affectionate and righteous, but Wei Wuxian Fubo, after all, still missed...
"Father, where are we going today?"
Lan Nian blinked a pair of big eyes and looked at Lan Wangji
Five-year-old Lan Nian's skin can be broken by blowing, and his nose is small and straight. Except for those eyes similar to Wei Wuxian's, it is simply a replica of Lan Wangji. Whenever he sees these eyes, Lan Wangji can't move his eyes away
"Go to Mount Brahma"
...
"Envy, slow down"
Xiao Xingchen chased the young man in white not far ahead with the sword, and called softly
"Hmph, now you know you're nervous? I said I shouldn't take him down the mountain, but if you don't listen, he's coquettish with you, and you won't be able to find the north and south. If something happens, the master will rip your skin off."
The man in black on the side muttered while chasing
"Ah Yang, don't say it, take him down the mountain, don't you have a share, haven't you been coaxed obediently by him in a few words?"
"..."
Xue Yang glanced at Xiao Xingchen: Besides, don't go to Lao Tzu's bed
"Ah Yang, Xian Xian is gone..."
Xiao Xingchen didn't have time to think about Xue Yang's eyes, because he found that the person who had been in front of the sword had no trace, it was really deadly, he had never been down the mountain, and although his spiritual power was high, his mind... Xiao Xingchen didn't dare to think about it. In short, if they lost the master's treasure, they wouldn't have to go back
Xiao Xingchen sweated profusely
"Hurry up and find him, you can't find him, and wait for the master to drive you out of the teacher's door"
...
"Nian'er, you are obedient, wait for your father, don't run around, do you hear me?"
Lan Wuji waved his wide sleeve, and the Wuji Qin appeared in his palm. He turned his head and told Lan Nian to sit cross-legged
"Well, Nian'er knows, Nian'er is not going anywhere, just waiting for her father here"
Xiao Lan Nian imitated her father and sat cross-legged to the side
The song was played, and Lan Wangji closed his eyes
"Wei Ying... Wei Ying, where are you?"
After all, it was the child's nature. After a few minutes of silence, Lan Nian was attracted by the dragonfly in front of him
"Little dragonfly, wait for me--"
Xiao Lan Nian ran after the dragonfly, but she didn't feel the danger coming at all
...
"Little Uncle... Little Yangyang, where are you?"
The boy in white had a sad face, his big eyes were foggy, his mouth was too high, and the grievance seemed to be about to cry in the next second
"Grandmother-in-law, little uncle doesn't want me anymore... woohoo"
"Ah... help!!!"