"Xian Xian, wake up... wake up, you promised me that you would take care of Lan Zhan and Nian'er for me..."
"Who are you?"
"I'm Wei Ying, and it's you too..."
"Wei Ying? Wei Ying? Yeah... I'm Wei Ying."
In his sleep, Wei Wuxian hugged his head and curled up into a ball, sweating profusely, and memories that did not belong to him poured into his mind:
In the previous life, never night
Lan Wangji, dressed in white, stood in front of him with a sword stuck in his chest
"Wei Ying, live well, I like you to laugh... I like you"
"If there is an afterlife, just be your Wei Ying"
He jumped down the abyss with his body in his arms...
In this life, Yun Shen did not know where to go for the first time
Duan Fang's elegant Lan Wangji shoved the osmanthus cake wrapped in silk into his hand during his uncle's lecture
"Are you hungry? Eat it"
Uncle hit himself with bamboo slips, he stood in front of him, his head was bleeding
"Wei Ying, let me take care of you"
He collected a few yin irons in advance, just so that he would not fall into the magic way again
Wen Chao led people to attack the Lotus Dock. He took the disciples of Wangxian Pavilion to support, and was almost turned into golden pills by Wen Chui, just to prevent him from losing his home again
The first time he used the Yin Tiger Talisman, his muscles and veins were broken all over his body. He exhausted his cultivation for the rest of his life, and his hair turned white overnight
In order to become a Taoist companion with himself, he lost all his spiritual power and went back to Yunshen to ask his uncle for help. He was fined 300 lashes and slept for eight months
He has guarded himself like the living dead for more than three years. He used forbidden techniques to improve his inner strength and was devoured by the backlash, and he lost his five senses
He hid outside the secret room and heard him say to Lan Simu in despair, "If that day comes, kill me"
On the day of the big wedding, he jumped into the abyss with himself and blindfolded him and said don't be afraid, but he was paralyzed and suffered from the pain of broken bones and remodeling
After that, he spent six years with his unconscious self in the Cold Pool Cave...
He insisted on leaving Nian'er behind, so he died. He asked Ling day and night, and finally came back by himself, but he misunderstood him again and again...
Pile by pile, all of them are deep feelings that he can't express
The second son of Lan, the second son of Duanfang Yazheng, the proud Hanguang Jun of the hundreds of schools in Xianmen, for him, he established his own sect, and has since become the ruthless and intimidating pavilion master of Wangxian Pavilion in people's mouths. In his life, except for him Wei Wuxian, there is no other...
"Lan Zhan!!!"
Wei Wuxian sat up abruptly, his hand was burned by an object, and he lowered his head and rummaged, looking for the white jade flute? Was it the white jade flute that he sold when he fled from him, and he bought it back?
Oh~ Wei Wuxian, Wei Wuxian, is this how you repay him?
Good one "We will never owe each other again, we will never meet again in life and death"
How desperate should he have been when he saw the note he left him?
No more debt? What you owe him is probably in this life, ten lifetimes, and ten lifetimes, and it will not be clear...
"These few months, it's just a dream"
These were the last words he said in his ear
Wei Wuxian clutched the white jade flute tightly, bumped open Xiao Xingchen, who had just entered the door, and rushed out
"I know you have spirituality, please take me to Lan Zhan, I want to see him, I want to see him right away"
Wei Wuxian, who rushed out of the mass grave, realized that he had lost all his spiritual power and could not control the sword at all. He knelt on the ground and said in despair to the white jade flute, tears falling on the white jade flute
"Whew."
The white jade flute flew out of his hand, turned into a sword, and shook it at him, as if to say, "Come up, I'll send you"
...
"Let me in, I want to see the ice cube face"
Yun Shen did not know where he was at the gate of the mountain. Wei Wuxian was stopped by the guardian disciple outside the gate of the mountain. He yelled over and over again
"I'm sorry, there is no ice cube face anywhere in the deep cloud"
The gatekeeper glanced at each other, a little unbearable, but he still remembered Lan Wangji's last words, "Just stop him, don't hurt him in the slightest."
"Lan Zhan, Lan Wangji, the second son of Lan, today's Immortal Governor, yes, Lan Wangji, I want to see Lan Wangji..."
"The second son has announced to the hundred schools of Xianmen last night that he will resign from his post as the Immortal Governor. Now Ze Wu Jun is the temporary agent of the Immortal Governor. He... he has gone into retreat."
"Retreat... Retreat"
Wei Wuxian mumbled and fell to the ground...
