Hearing this, Lan Wangji opened his eyes slightly.

Wei Wuxian suddenly stretched out his hands, grabbed his shoulders tightly, and continued, "But! But from now on, I will remember everything you said and did to me, and I will not forget a single thing. !"

"..."

Wei WuXian said, "You are very nice. I like you."

"..."

"Or to put it another way. I like you, I love you, I want you, whatever you want."

"..."

"I want to night hunt with you all my life."

"..."

Wei WuXian raised three fingers together, pointed to the sky and pointed to the ground and pointed to his heart, "I still want to go with you every day|chuáng. I swear I'm not on a whim, I'm not teasing you like I used to, and it's not because I'm grateful to you. Anyway. Nothing else, just really like you so much that I want to fuck you|chuáng. If you don't like to hear me say thank you, I won't say it. If you like to bite me, you can bite everywhere. You can come as you like. Come, I like both, as long as you are willing to be with me..."

Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind roared in suddenly, extinguishing the rows of candles in the Guanyin Temple.

Unconsciously, the drizzle turned into bào rain, and the lanterns that swayed and collided outside the Guanyin Temple were already doused by the rain. All around suddenly plunged into darkness.

Wei Wuxian couldn't make a sound, he could only stretch out his hands.

In the darkness, Lan Wangji had already hugged him tightly and blocked his mouth.

Can't see anything.

But their chests were close to each other, and the two hearts were unavoidable. Wei Wuxian could clearly feel Lan Wangji's heart that was beating wildly, as well as the scorching heat that almost broke out of his heart.

☆、Chapter 102

Lan Wangji's breathing was messy and rapid.

His voice was low and deep, incomparably simple, without the slightest rhetoric, but it was dàng in Wei Wuxian's ear.

"……Me too!"

Wei Wuxian's arms around his back tightened, and he almost couldn't breathe.

A quick footstep stepped into the front hall, and Jin Guangyao, who was anxiously watching from the back, turned back with a few monks. Against the strong wind, the two monks, one left and one right, closed the temple door with all their strength, and bolted it heavily. Jin Guangyao pulled out a fire talisman, and with a light touch, the talisman paper burned, and he used it to light a red candle again. A faint flame became the only light in Ye Yu Gu Temple.

Suddenly, two crisp knocks came from outside the door.

Someone knocked on the door.

Everyone in the temple mentioned the god Jing and looked out the door. The two monks who closed the door were like a formidable enemy, silently drawing their swords in their hands. Jin Guangyao said calmly, "Which one?"

Someone outside the door said, "Sect Master, it's me!"

Hearing this voice, Wei Wuxian lost his appetite.

It was Su She.

Jin GuangYao said, "Come in."

The two monks were instructed to pull the latch, and Su She entered with a gust of wind and rain. The faint red candle flame was almost affected by the storm, flickering brightly and dimly, erratic, and the two monks immediately put on the door again. Su She's whole body was soaked by the bào rain, his face was cold, his lips were purple from the cold, he was holding a sword in his right hand and a person in his left. Entering the door, just as he was about to throw the man down, he saw Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji sitting on two futons on one side.

When Jin GuangYao came out to light the candle, Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi separated slightly. They seemed to be sitting upright, but in fact they were still close to each other.

Su She had just suffered a big loss from these two people, and his expression changed immediately. He immediately went to look at Jin Guangyao and saw him as if nothing had happened. He knew that these two people must have been controlled by them at this moment, so he restrained his strange expression. Calm down.

Jin Guangyao said, "What's going on? I should have said, don't hurt anyone."

Su She said: "Not hurt. I fainted from fright." He threw the man in his hand to the ground.

Jin GuangYao said, "Put the people away."

Su She hurriedly said, "Yes." This lifted the person he had just thrown around and put it on the futon beside him. Lan XiChen had been staring at this man, and at this moment he was placed beside him. He brushed aside the messy hair on this man's face, and the one who fainted was indeed Nie Huaisang. It should have been stopped and caught by Su She on the way back to Qinghe after finishing the recuperation in Lotus Pier.

He raised his head and said, "Why did you arrest Huaisang as well?"

Jin Guangyao said: "Having one more family head in hand can always make others more fearful. But please rest assured, second brother, you know how I have treated Huaisang in the past. When the time comes, I will definitely let you go unscathed. leave."

Lan XiChen said in a low voice, "Should I trust you?"

Jin Guangyao said, "Do whatever you want. Believe it or not, second brother, you can't do anything about it."

Wei Wuxian understood.

After a long time of trouble, Jin Guangyao didn't want to do anything big. He was about to run away. Lian Fangzun's wrist was known for its smoothness and changeability, rather than bending.

The burial mound failed to fish in troubled waters, knowing that the incident was revealed, and it had already caused public outrage, and the consequences were serious, and he was ready to walk away.

Although this may sound humiliating, it is actually a smart choice. Lian Fangzun's wrist is known for its smoothness and changeability, rather than bending and bending, and it can be soft but never hard. It is okay for the Lanling Jin Sect to crush one family, two families, three families and four families by force, but if all the families, big and small, join forces to attack him, it will only be a matter of time before they repeat the mistakes of the Qishan Wen Sect. Moreover, Wei Wuxian knew in his heart that it would not be long before Jin Guangyao would be nailed to a pillar of shame and whipped over and over every day, just like him back then, and then the whole world would stand on his opposite. Instead of delaying until then, it is better to evacuate now, avoid the limelight first, save the strength, and maybe there will be a chance to make a comeback in the future and make a comeback.

If the defective yīn tiger talisman in Jin Guangyao's hand could be used again, maybe he would still fight hard. However, since Jin Guangyao has prepared thirty-six strategies, either the restored product of the yīn tiger talisman is broken again, or the number of times it can be used is limited, or Jin Guangyao also suffered some backlash in the process of using it and realized that it was dangerous. , not to be abused.

Thinking about this, Wei Wuxian had some bottom line and consideration in his heart.

At this time, a monk who was excavated in the back of the palace ran out, knelt on the ground, and said in a panic: "Sect Master, Sect Master, I can't dig it, no!"

Jin Guangyao's smile that was almost on his face showed a crack, and said, "What does it mean to be absent? What does it mean to be absent?"

The cultivator said: "No, it's just... We have almost turned over the place you specified, and we haven't found anything at all..."

Jin Guangyao's face turned green and white, extremely ugly. For this reason, he didn't scold his subordinates, and went back to the apse. Su She turned his cool eyes to Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji.

He hummed and said, "Hanguang-Jun, Yiling Patriarch, I can't imagine that we would meet again so soon. Moreover, the situation has completely reversed. How is it, how does it feel?"

Lan Wangji didn't say a word. For such meaningless provocations, he has never paid attention to it. Wei Wuxian thought to himself, what has changed. At the mass graves, you all fled, and now you are fleeing? Of course, he wouldn't say it to stimulate Su She.

But Su She has probably been holding back for many years, and he can talk to himself with resentment without being stimulated by anyone. He sneered: "At this time, you are still putting on such a calm and calm air, when are you going to serve it?"

Lan WangJi remained silent. Lan XiChen opened his mouth and said, "Sect Master Su, we should have never treated you badly during your studies under my Gusu Lan Clan.

Su She said: "How dare I target the second son Lan, who has been proud of his talent since he was a child? I just can't stand his appearance who always thinks he is amazing."

Wei Wuxian was simply inexplicable.

Although it was not the first time he knew that a person's hatred can come for no reason, he couldn't help but be speechless for Su She's fragile and sensitive heart. Could it be that Lan Wangji had a cold face since he was a child, which made Su She feel that he was being despised, so he targeted him everywhere?

He thought to himself: "If this is the case, then Lan Zhan is really wronged. When he was a child, he clearly showed such a face to everyone, and even when he was facing me before, his expression didn't change much, ah no, there is a change. Yes, he is particularly disgusted, and he is particularly easy to get angry. Su She should be glad that he did not study art at Yunmengjiang Sect, otherwise he would have been mad at me for his sensitive and careful thinking. When I was a child, I sincerely felt that I was a Amazing genius, it's fucking amazing. And I don't just think so in my heart, I talk about it all over the place."

Su She walked back and forth in front of them and sneered: "I always look like this arrogant, but it's because you have a good birth, a good background, and a prominent family background! If it were me, with your innate conditions, I would also It will never be worse than you! What qualifications do you have to be arrogant? How noble and generous do you really think you are?!"

His voice rose, and his expression became a little excited. Seeing this appearance, Wei Wuxian suddenly looked a little familiar.

He suddenly remembered that he had met Su She in one place.

Slaughter Xuanwu dòng!

He was the student of the Gusu Lan Clan who was eager to push Mianmian out to death in order to keep his integrity!

Su She should have also remembered this old incident that made him feel ashamed and resentful. When he walked in front of Lan Wangji, he suddenly launched a palm and slashed at him. Lan Wangji was about to attack, but Wei Wuxian, who was beside him, slashed back first.

Su She used a teleportation amulet on the Mass Burial Mound not long ago, which consumed a lot of spiritual energy. In addition, he was exhausted by running around in the rain to intercept and hold Nie Huaisang, so the power of this palm was not very good. WuXian greeted him head-on, except for a slight tightness in his chest, a slight bloody aura surged in his throat for a while, but he didn't feel any wear and tear. Su She smashed it into Lan WangJi's arms with a slap, and still had the strength to growl. : "You dare to touch my people!"

Lan WangJi originally wanted to check his situation, but was stunned by the words "my person". Su She's face also twitched, not knowing what to say, after a while, the corners of his mouth twisted and he said, "...Who are you...?"

Wei WuXian sat up again, and was about to repeat it to him again, when Lan XiChen, who was facing him, couldn't bear it any longer, and said without any hope, "...Young Master Wei!"

Wei WuXian hurriedly said, "Okay, Sect Master Lan, let me put it another way. I'm his person."

Su She's forehead bào bào, shouting: "Enough! What's yours, mine, his!"

Wei WuXian immediately said, "That's fine. That's what you said, that's enough. You've already beaten, so it's time to calm down, hurry up and help Sect Master Jin dig the ground. Don't touch us any more. Lian Fangzun still respects Zewu-Jun, if you hurt Hanguang-Jun, guess whether Lian Fangzun is happy or not?"

When he came to the point, Su She was reminded by him, suddenly remembered what happened, and decided to stop. But in the end, I was unwilling, and I would like to say a few more sarcastic words: "I never imagined that the legendary Yiling Patriarch, who was called Yin and Yang, was afraid of death, ha!"

Wei WuXian said, "It's easy to talk about it. However, it's not that I'm afraid of death, it's just that I don't want to die yet."

Although he thought it was boring to read and write, Su She still sneered: "Is there a difference between being afraid of death and not wanting to die?"

Wei Wuxian patiently said, "Of course there is a difference. For example, I don't want to get up from Lan Zhan now, and I'm afraid of getting up from Lan Zhan, can this be the same thing?"

Su She's face turned green.

At this moment, suddenly from above Wei Wuxian, there was a soft laugh.

It was a very soft sound, almost making people suspect that he heard it wrong.

But Wei Wuxian raised his head abruptly, but it was true, at the corner of Lan Wangji's mouth, he saw that faint smile that had not yet dissipated, as if the sun was shining in the snow.

This time, not only Su She, but also Lan Xichen and Jin Ling were stunned.

As we all know, Hanguang-Jun has always been a cold, unsmiling face, as if he has no interest in life. Almost no one has seen him smile, even if he only slightly hooked the corner of his mouth.

No one expected to see his smile in such a scene.

Wei Wuxian's eyes opened wide and round in an instant.

After a long while, he swallowed his throat, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and said, "Lan Zhan, you..."

At this moment, there was another knock on the door of the Guanyin Temple!

This is the second time someone has knocked on this door tonight.

Su She pulled out his saber, held it in his hand, and said vigilantly, "Who?!"

There was a long silence with no answer.

Just when everyone in the temple thought that the knock on the door was just an illusion in the rainy night, the door suddenly fell apart!

In the wind and rain that broke into the door, a flash of purple lightning struck Su She's chest head-on, sending him flying backwards.

☆、Chapter 103

Su She slammed into a mahogany column heavily and spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot. The two monks who were guarding the gate to the left and right of the temple were also caught by Yu and couldn't afford to lie on the ground.

A purple-robed figure stepped over the threshold and steadily entered the hall.

There was wind and rain outside the temple, but this person was not wet, but the purple color of the hem was slightly darker. He was holding an oil-paper umbrella in his left hand, and the raindrops crashed on the surface of the umbrella, splashing water, and the cold light of the purple electricity in the right hand was still frantically surging. The expression on his face was even more gloomy than this thunderstorm night.

Jin Ling sat up all of a sudden and shouted, "Uncle!"

Jiang Cheng's eyes swept across, and he said coldly, "Call! You know how to call me now, what did you run for before!"

After he finished speaking, he turned his eyes and threw it towards Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji, intentionally or unintentionally.

Before the two lines of sight met, Su She had already used his saber to support him with all his might, and stabbed at Jiang Cheng. Before Jiang Cheng could make a move, he barked a few times, and the black-maned spirit dog flew in from outside the temple like a flying fish, and rushed straight towards Su She.

As soon as Wei Wuxian heard the dog barking, his hair stood on end, he shrank into Lan Wangji's arms, and said, "Lan Zhan!"

Lan WangJi had already embraced him consciously, and replied, "Yeah!"

Wei Wuxian said, "Hold me!"

Lan Wangji said, "I've already embraced it."

Wei Wuxian said, "Hold me tight!!!"

Lan Wangji squeezed him even tighter.

Not looking at the picture, just listening to the sound, Jiang Cheng's facial muscles and the corners of his mouth twitched. He seemed to want to look that way, but now he completely controlled his neck. From the rear of the palace, several monks from the Lanling Jin Sect rushed out and surrounded them with swords. Jiang Cheng sneered, waved his right hand, and danced a dazzling purple rainbow inside the Guanyin Temple. Everyone who was touched by the purple rainbow was knocked out, and the oil-paper umbrella was still firmly supported. in his left hand. The group of monks smashed into pieces, and they were still shivering as if they had been electrocuted. Jiang Cheng put away his umbrella.

Su She was snarled by the black-maned spirit dog, and Jin Ling shouted from the side, "Fairy! Be careful! Fairy, bite him! Bite his hand!"

Lan XiChen shouted, "Sect Master Jiang, watch out for the sound of the piano!"