The imprint took away all of Wei Wuxian's attention, making him wonder if he had seen something wrong, and he didn't even have time to distract the other party's face, and his breath was scrambled with two beats.

Suddenly, his eyes turned white, as if a snow curtain had fallen, and then the snow curtain split, and a blue sword light came to his face with an icy aura.

"Avoiding dust" is famous, and no one knows it. It's terrible, it's Lan Zhan!

Escaping for his life and avoiding the sword, Wei Wuxian was familiar with the road, and he practiced rolling on the spot, and actually avoided the danger for him, and when he rushed out of the cold spring, he still had time to pull down a blade of grass that was stained on his hair. The headless fly ran headlong into a few people passing by the night patrol, was grabbed by a hand, and shouted: "What are you running around!" Yunshen doesn't know where to prohibit speeding! ”

Wei Wuxian was overjoyed when he saw that it was Lan Jingyi and the others, and said in his heart that he could be bombarded down the mountain by a random stick now, so he hurriedly sent himself up: "I didn't see it!" I didn't see anything! I'm not here to peek at Hanguang-kun! ”

When several juniors heard this, they were shocked by his dog's guts. Where is Lan Wangji, he is not a famous man who cannot be desecrated by the mountains, and the younger protégés in the family respect him even more. Watching near a cold spring is a heinous crime just to think about. Lan Sichai's tone changed in fright: "What? Hanguang-kun? Hanguang-kun is inside?! ”

Lan Jingyi angrily scolded him: "Okay, you have broken your sleeves!" This, this, this is also something that can be peeked at?! ”

Wei Wuxian struck while the iron was hot and convicted himself: "I'm not here to peek at Hanguangjun's bathing!" ”

Lan Jingyi: "There are no three hundred taels of silver here!" And say you don't, you don't have what you're sneaking around here? Look at you, you're so ashamed that you don't have the face to see anyone! ”

Wei Wuxian covered his face with his hands and said, "Don't be so loud, Yun Shen doesn't know where to make noise!" ”

Just as the chickens were flying and the dogs were jumping, Lan Wangfu was dressed in a white coat, with long hair scattered, and walked out from behind the layers of bluegrass. In just a few words, he was neatly dressed, and the dust had not yet been put into the sheath. The juniors hurriedly saluted. Lan Jingyi hurriedly said: "Hanguang-jun, this Mo Xuanyu is really hateful. Originally, you brought him back for the sake of his Mojiazhuang's help, but he ...... But ......"

Wei Wuxian thought that this time he would be kicked out of the mountain gate unbearablely, but who knows, Lan Wangji glanced at him lightly, was silent for a moment, and with a bang, he put the dust in the sheath.

He said, "It's all gone." ”

The three words were plain, but under the accumulation of power, there was no two words, and everyone immediately dispersed. Lan Wangji calmly lifted Wei Wuxian's back collar and dragged him all the way to the quiet room.

Why do you love to use drag so much?! Wei Wuxian staggered to scream, but Lan Wangji said coldly, "The one who makes a noise is forbidden." ”

Throwing him down the mountain is unbegging, but forbidding him to say it is not sensitive. Wei Wuxian was puzzled: when did the Lan family be so tolerant of the shameless crime of watching the famous people of their own family bathe, and they could endure it like this?!

Lan Wangji carried him into the quiet room, went straight to the inner room, and fell on the couch with a "bang". Wei Wuxian was so stumped that he couldn't get up for a while, he wanted to say a few words, but he had goosebumps all over his body, and when he raised his eyes, Lan Wangji was looking at him condescendingly with a dust-avoiding sword in one hand.

Accustomed to seeing the second son of Lan with his forehead and long hair, one look at one eye, and meticulous, he had never seen this appearance of black hair with slightly scattered black hair and thin clothes and light shirts, Wei Wuxian couldn't help but look at it twice. After dragging it back and forth, Lan Wangji's neckline, which was originally tightly closed, was also torn apart, revealing a clear collarbone and the crimson imprint under the collarbone.

As soon as he saw the imprint, Wei Wuxian was attracted again.

This brand, before he became the ancestor of Yiling, also had a piece on his body.

At this time, the piece on Lan Zhan's body, whether it was the position or shape, was exactly the same as the one on his body before his death, and he couldn't help but be familiar and strange.

And the strange thing is not only this brand, but also the more than thirty whiplash wounds on Lan Zhan's back.

Lan Zhan became famous at a young age, and his evaluation was extremely high, and he was the most orthodox Xianmen celebrity. The only way to punish him is his elders. But Lan Zhan has always been one of the twin heroes that the Gusu Lan clan is proud of, and his words and deeds are regarded as the benchmark for the outstanding children of the Xianmen by the elders of the family. What unforgivable mistake has been committed to be punished so severely?

Those scars look like they are being beaten to death, and once the whip marks are on the body, they cannot disappear in this life, in order to make the punished person remember them forever and never commit them again.

Following his gaze, Lan Wangji lowered his eyes slightly, pulled the collar with his hand, covered his collarbone, and hid the scars, it was the cold Lan Wangji again.

At this moment, a heavy bell rang from the sky.

The Lan family's family rules are strict, the work and rest are strict, and the bell is the supervision. Lan Wangji concentrated, listened to the bell, and said to Wei Wuxian, "You just sleep here." ”

Without giving Wei Wuxian a chance to answer, he moved to the cubicle of the quiet room, leaving Wei Wuxian alone on the couch, confused.

It wasn't that he didn't suspect that Lan Zhan guessed who he was. It's just that this suspicion doesn't make sense.

Since the forbidden art of sacrifice is a forbidden art, there are very few people who must know about it. Most of the books that have been handed down are fragments that cannot be used, and in the long run, even fewer people believe in them. Mo Xuanyu was purely crooked, and it was just a shit luck that he used a remnant of a spell and ritual to recall Wei Wuxian. The Gusu Lan clan, a Xianmen family with a family motto of "Yazheng", holds their own identity, and most of them disdain to understand this crooked and evil way. Lan Zhan couldn't recognize him by the broken flute he played.

He asked himself if he didn't have any unforgettable friendship with Lan Zhan before his death. Although they have been classmates, adventures, and side by side, they have never been like falling flowers, and they have come and gone in a hurry. And because of their nature, their relationship must not be good. Lan Zhan is the son of the Gusu Lan clan, which is destined to be both "elegant" and "positive", which is quite incompatible with Wei Wuxian's temperament. Most of the time, Lan Zhan was very disgusted by his frivolity and casualness, and his evaluation of him was the same as that of others: evil qi was raging, and righteousness was insufficient. After betraying the Jiang family, the knot Liangzi cannot be said to be small. If Lan Zhan had decided that he was Wei Wuxian, they should have fought in the dark.

And the current situation makes people laugh and cry: he used to do anything casually that Lan Zhan couldn't bear it, but now he is trying his best to be a monster, but Lan Zhan can bear it. Should it be said that it has made great progress and is gratifying?!

After staring dryly for a long time, Wei Wuxian turned over and got out of bed, and his movements were extremely light to the cubicle.

Lan Wangji was lying on his side on the couch, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep. Wei Wuxian leaned over silently.

He still didn't give up, and was ready to touch it to see if he could find the long-awaited passage jade order. Unbeknownst to him, as soon as he stretched out his hand, Lan Wang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes.

Wei Wuxian turned his heart sideways and threw himself on the bed!

He remembered that Lan Zhan hated physical contact with others very much, and he used to be able to be thrown out if he touched him, if he could bear it like this, then it was definitely not Lan Zhan. He would suspect that Lan Zhan had been taken away!

Wei Wuxian's entire body was above Lan Wangji, his legs apart, kneeling on either side of his waist, his hands supporting the wooden couch, trapping Lan Wangji in the center of his arms, and his face slowly pressed down. The distance between the two faces was getting closer and closer, so close that Wei Wuxian was almost having trouble breathing, and Lan Wangji finally spoke.

He was silent for a long time and said, "Go down." ”

Wei Wuxian cheekily said, "No." ”

A pair of extremely light-colored eyes, close at hand, looked at Wei Wuxian. Lan Wangji looked at him fixedly and repeated: "...... Go down. ”

Wei Wuxian said, "I don't. You let me sleep here, I should have expected this to happen. ”

Lan Wangji said: "Are you sure you want this?" ”

"......" For some reason, Wei Wuxian had a feeling that he had to carefully consider answering. He was about to hook the corners of his mouth, when suddenly, his waist was numb and his legs were weak. Immediately afterwards, the whole person pounced and fell on Lan Wang's body.

The arc that he wanted to achieve was frozen at the corner of his mouth, and his head was pressed against Lan Wangji's right chest, up and down, unable to move. Lan Wangji's voice came from above.

He spoke low and deep, his chest vibrating slightly with the pronunciation of the words:

"Then you'll do it for one night."

Wei Wuxian never expected this fate.

What happened to Lan Zhan all these years, how did he become like this?

Is this still the same Lan Zhan as before?!

He's the one who was taken away, right?!?!

He was in turmoil in his heart, and suddenly, Lan Wangji got up slightly. Wei Wuxian thought that he couldn't bear it anymore, and his spirits were lifted. Who knows, Lan Wangji waved his hand lightly. The lights went out.

The chamber fell into darkness and dead silence.