Wei Wuxian was a little surprised, knowing that his sleep quality was one of the best from childhood to adulthood, and he rarely had nightmares: "I have a nightmare? I don't know? My memory is still stuck at the time when we were looking at the picture?"
After a pause, he added, "Just now, I saw my senior sister was very sad, so I didn't ask her, what happened to me?"
Lan Wangji was also a little surprised: "You don't remember?"
Wei Wuxian nodded. "Yeah."
Lan Wangji: "How much do you remember?"
Wei Wuxian thought for a while, and his face turned a little ugly: "I remember that Jin Zixuan was killed by me by mistake."
Lan Wangji immediately retorted, "It's not your fault."
Wei Wuxian: "Alright, what happened next?"
Lan Wangji: "You saw the picture above, you were in a hurry to attack your heart, and you almost went crazy."
Wei Wuxian: "Going crazy?"
Wei Wuxian couldn't believe it: "Did you hurt anyone?"
Lan Wangji shook her head: "None."
Only then did Wei Wuxian breathe a sigh of relief: "It's good if you don't."
The hot water also came. Wei Wuxian hurriedly urged Lan Xingji to wash up and have a good rest.
When Lan Wangji washed up, Wei Wuxian felt that it was very strange that he went crazy. He was a dual cultivation of spiritual grievances, and the two gases of spiritual power and resentment balanced each other in his body.
Every time he was too hostile, he would be balanced by the two, so when he heard that he went crazy, he couldn't believe it.
However, after thinking about it for a while, he couldn't find the reason why he really went crazy. He could only attribute the reason to the fact that he had just not practiced Taoism enough: "It seems that I still have to cultivate well."
Wei Wuxian lay in bed for three days before he was allowed to go to the battlefield, but Wei Wuxian only appeared once, and Qishan Wen's attack calmed down.
"These cowards." Wei Wuxian said disdainfully while drinking the soup.
"I'm not stupid, okay?" Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes, then took his chopsticks to stop Wei Wuxian from picking up the ribs, "Can you save some for me? Look at the bones in front of yourself and then look at the ones in front of me."
Wei Wuxian said disapprovingly, "I'm a patient, and you let me fail?"
After he finished speaking, he took a piece of lotus root and put it in Jiang Cheng's bowl: "You eat this, this is also delicious."
Jiang Cheng took a deep breath: "Why don't you eat this delicious?"
Wei Wuxian said as a matter of course: "I'm a patient, I need to eat ribs to make up for it."
As soon as the words fell, a white light flashed, and Wei Wuxian and the others came to the unknown place of the deep clouds again.
"Could it be that letting us finish the soup will delay things?" Wei Wuxian looked at himself and said with a dissatisfied face, isn't this delaying people?
"What's the matter, A Xian?" Jiang Wanli looked at Wei Wuxian and asked.
"Sister, you don't have to pay attention to him." Jiang Cheng looked at Wei Wuxian unpleasantly.
("This Jin Zixuan is dead??? What should the ancestor do?" The little girl said in surprise, this is his brother-in-law? How sad Wei Wuxian should be.)
[Wei Wuxian looked at Wen Ning and found that Wen Ning was also dazed. After a while, Wen Ning regained consciousness, and then realized what he had done. He was silent for a while, and knocked out Wei Wuxian, who was in despair, and took him to the mass grave.
On the other side, the news that Wei Wuxian had killed Jin Zixuan spread to Jin Lintai. He was shocked, scared, and sad. When the camera swept to Jin Guangshan, he saw Jin Guangshan first looked at Jin Guangyao suspiciously., and then there was the imperceptible joy, no matter it was the expression, they didn't see the sadness about Jin Guangshan's death on Jin Guangshan's face.
When night fell, the news that Wei Wuxian killed Jin Zixuan spread to the entire cultivation world, and the Lanling Jin family also released news that as long as Wei Wuxian handed over the real murderer of Jin Zixuan, General Wen Ning, he would let it go.]