"Wei Wuxian, don't worry, I will definitely protect you." After Jiang Cheng finished saying this, he stood between Wei Wuxian and Lan Wuji. As long as he was there, Lan Wuji would not want to take Wei Wuxian back to waste it, isn't it just money? If you can't beat him, you can use less, and the rest will be given to Wei Wuxian, so that Lan Wuji will not have the opportunity to lend Wei Wuxian money.
"Ah?" Wei Wuxian looked at Jiang Cheng, who suddenly inserted between himself and Lan Wangji and said that he wanted to protect him, and was very speechless. After thinking for a while, he looked at Jiang Fengmian and Yu Ziyuan sadly and shouted silently in his heart: "Uncle Jiang, Mrs. Yu, your son has a brain problem."
After thinking about it, he looked at Jiang Cheng sympathetically and made up his mind silently: "Jiang Cheng, don't worry, although your brain is sick, as a senior brother, I will definitely find a way to cure you."
Although Nie Huaisang felt that the atmosphere that Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng saw was very strange, he was a little relieved when he remembered that Lan Wangji had just handed the money bag to Wei Wuxian, and he didn't care about these details.
[Wen Ning: "You must be very happy to send this little prince Jin."
Wei Wuxian: "Who wants to give this? Although this is beautiful, it is not worthy of my nephew at all, okay? This is just part of the gift."
Wen Ning was a little curious: "Then what is Young Master going to give?"
Wei Wuxian smiled mysteriously: "I won't tell you, it's a secret."
"Okay." Wen Ning did not ask, but obediently followed behind Wei Wuxian.
"No, Wen Ning, aren't you going to ask?" Wei Wuxian looked at Wen Ning giving up like this, with a puzzled look on his face.
"Didn't Young Master say it was a secret?" Wen Ning replied obediently.
Wei Wuxian hated iron for not being steel, this person was too simple, he obviously wanted Wen Ning to ask a few more times, but he didn't tell him: "Wen Ning, ask again, maybe I'll tell you?"
Wen Ning nodded and asked cooperatively, "Young Master, what is the gift you want to give?"
Wei Wuxian smiled, took out a box from his sleeve, opened it, and saw a silver bell engraved with a formation appear in front of Zaiwenning.
"Awesome." Wen Ning said in admiration.
"That's not true. I carved a formation on this silver bell, and ordinary evil spirits don't dare to approach it at all." Wei Wuxian proudly got to know the fruits of his labor over the past few months.
"I see it."
"Wen Ning, don't touch it, this thing is enough for you."
"A Xian has a heart." Jiang Wanli knew the level of Wen Ning's ferocious corpse, and Wen Ning was enough, so the powerful level of this silver bell could be guessed without saying it.
"Hehe, I'll make one when the Sun Shooting March is over, and wait when the time comes..." Wei Wuxian suddenly thought of something when he said it, and looked at Jin Zixuan with a displeased face.
Excuse me, is there any way to directly get past the brother-in-law to get the nephew, very anxious.
"Okay, A Xian." Jiang Wanli knew what Wei Wuxian was thinking and smiled gently. It's not that Jin Zixuan didn't see her intentions during this time, but when she heard Nie Huaisang's analysis last time, she still felt that there was no rush about marriage. Wait until everything is sure and it won't involve others.
"Hum, hum, hum." Wei Wuxian snorted angrily, why is it Jin Zixuan, if only it was someone else.