After a pause, Wei Wuxian said, "But even if it's hibernating, it doesn't have to sleep for four hundred years?"

Lan Wangji said: "According to the book, every time it appeared back then, the number of people it ate was as few as two or three hundred, and as many as the entire city and village. made several riots, and at least more than 5,000 raw food was eaten. ”

Wei Wuxian said, "Oh. That's a stretch. ”

This monster seems to like to take people whole into the shell of the turtle, I wonder if it likes to store it and enjoy it slowly. Perhaps 400 years ago, it had put too much grain into its shell in one go, and it still hasn't eaten it.

Lan Wangji ignored him, and Wei Wuxian said again: "Speaking of eating, have you ever opened the valley?" But if after three or four days, no one has come to save us, our body, energy, and spiritual power will all begin to weaken. ”

It would be better if Wen Chao's gang had fled and stood by and ignored them, and they would have waited for about three or four days, maybe they would have waited for the rescuers from other families to move in. I'm afraid that the people of the Wen family will not only not send charcoal in the snow, but also fall into the well. The so-called "other families" only include the Gusu Lan clan and the Yunmengjiang clan, if the Wen family obstructs it, the time of "three or four days" may be doubled.

Wei Wuxian withdrew the branches, drew a rough map on the ground, connected a few lines, and said, "Duxi Mountain to Gusu is a little closer than Duxi Mountain to Yunmeng, it should be your family's people who come first." Wait slowly. Even if they didn't come, they would wait for a day or two at most, and Jiang Cheng would be able to rush back to Lotus Dock. Jiang Cheng is clever, and the people of the Wen family can't stop him, so there's nothing to worry about. ”

Lan Wangji lowered his eyes, looked coy, and said in a low voice: "I can't wait." ”

Wei Wuxian said, "Huh?"

Lan Wangji said: "Yun Shen doesn't know where to go, it's already burned." ”

Wei Wuxian said tentatively, "...... Your uncle, your brother. ”

He originally thought that even if the head of the Lan family and Lan Wangji's father were seriously injured, there should still be Lan Qiren and Lan Xichen who could preside over the overall situation. Lan Wangji said indifferently: "Father is almost gone." My brother is missing. ”

Wei Wuxian's scribbling branch froze on the ground.

When he went up the mountain, the child of the family said that the head of the Lan family was seriously injured. But he didn't expect that he would be seriously injured to the point of "almost gone". Maybe Lan Wangji just received the latest news in the past two days, saying that his father was dying.

Although the head of the Lan family is in retreat all year round and does not hear about foreign affairs, his father is his father. Coupled with the fact that Lan Xichen is still missing, it is no wonder that today's Lan Wangji has been extremely gloomy and angry.

Wei Wuxian was a little embarrassed when he boarded, not knowing what to say. He turned around in a daze, and his whole body froze.

The firelight reflected Lan Wangji's face like warm jade, and a tear stain on his cheek was clearly illuminated.

Wei Wuxian was stunned, and said in his heart: "Damn it!"

A person like Lan Wangji may cry so many times in his life, but one of these times was bumped into by him. He is the person who can't see other people's tears the most. The woman's tears can't be seen, and when she sees it, she wants to go up and coax and tease her, making people cry and laugh. The man's tears are even more invisible. He always felt that hitting the tears of a usually strong man was more terrible than accidentally seeing a clean girl in the bath, but he couldn't go up to comfort him.

Under the multiple blows of the burning down of the family, the oppression of the whole family, the death of the father, the disappearance of the brother, and the pain of the body, any consolation pales in comparison.

Wei Wuxian didn't know where to put his hands and feet, so he turned his head away, and after a while, he said, "That, Lan Zhan." ”

Lan Wangji said coldly: "Shut up." ”

Wei Wuxian shut up.

The firewood exploded.

Lan Wangji said quietly: "Wei Ying, you are really annoying. ”

Wei Wuxian said, "Oh......"

He thought: "So many things have happened, Lan Zhan's heart is so annoying, but there is still one me dangling in front of him, no wonder I am so angry, my leg is injured and I can't beat me, so I have to bite me...... I think I'd better leave him a clean place. ”

After holding it for a while, he still said, "Actually, I didn't want to annoy you...... I just want to say, you're not cold. The clothes are dry, the middle clothes are for you, and I keep the outer clothes. ”

The middle coat is his close-fitting clothing, which is not suitable for Lan Wangji to wear, but his coat is already dirty and cannot be seen. The people of the Gusu Lan clan are all clean by nature, and it seems a little offensive to give Lan Wangji such a piece of clothing. Lan Wangji didn't say anything, nor did he look at him, Wei Wuxian threw the dried white tunic beside him, put on his outer robe, and got out silently.

The two of them waited for three days.

There is no sun and moon in the cave, and the reason why I know that it is three days is because of the outrageous routine of the Lan family. When the hour comes, he will automatically fall asleep, and when the hour comes, he will automatically wake up, so he can calculate the time by looking at how many sleeps Lan Wangji has.

With these three days of recuperation, the injury on Lan Wangji's leg did not deteriorate, and he slowly healed, and soon began to meditate again.

Wei Wuxian didn't dangle in front of his eyes for the past few days, and when Lan Wangji regained his calm, adjusted his feelings, and became the same Lan Zhan who was expressionless again, he went back as if nothing happened, cheekily pretending that he hadn't seen or heard anything that night, and he was also very measured to stop teasing him for fun. When the two get along, they are lukewarm, but they are also peaceful.

During this period, the two went to the vicinity of Blackpool many times. Slaughter Xuanwu had already dragged all the corpses into the turtle shell, and the pitch-black huge turtle shell floated on the surface of the water, like an indestructible giant warship. The first few times I heard a heavy chewing sound coming from inside, the next few times I couldn't hear it, replaced by a sound similar to snoring after falling asleep, like a muffled thunderstorm.

They picked up the feathered arrows, longbows, and irons scattered on the shore. When I took it back and counted it, there were about eighty or ninety feather arrows, nearly twenty longbows, and about ** iron soldering.

At this time, it was the fourth day.

Lan Wangji picked up a longbow with his left hand, intently examined its material, and flicked the bowstring with his right hand, and a sonorous metal sound popped out.

This is the bow and arrow used by the Xianmen family to hunt demons and monsters at night, and the materials used to make the bow and arrows are extraordinary. Lan Wangji removed all the bowstrings from the bow and connected them one by one, forming a string of incomparably long strings. He tightened the string with both hands, and with a flick of it, the bowstring flew out like lightning, and a white light flashed, and a rock three feet in front of him was shattered.

Lan Wangji withdrew his hand to close the string, and the bowstring burst into a sharp hiss in the air.

Wei Wuxian said, "String Killing Technique?"

The string killing technique is one of the secret techniques of the Gusu Lan clan, which was created and passed down by Lan Yi, the granddaughter of Lan An, the ancestor of the founding family, and the head of the family for three generations. Lan Yi is also the only female head of the Gusu Lan family, repairing the piano, the piano has seven strings, which can be disassembled and closed, seven strings from thick to thin, the last moment on her snow-white soft fingers to play a noble tune, the next moment can cut the bone and flesh like mud, becoming a deadly weapon in her hands.

The Blue Wing String Killing Technique is to assassinate dissidents, so it has been quite criticized, and the Gusu Lan clan himself has a subtle evaluation of this sect master, but it is undeniable that the String Killing Technique is also the most lethal hand-to-hand combat tactic among the secret techniques of the Gusu Lan Clan.

Lan Wangji said: "Break it from the inside." ”

The tortoiseshell is as solid as a fortress, and the skin is so hard that it seems impenetrable. But the more this is the case, the more fragile the part of its body that is hidden within the shell. Wei Wuxian had also thought about this in the past few days, and he knew it in his heart. He knows better what is happening at hand.

After three days of recuperation, they are now at their peak. And if you wait any longer, you will gradually decline.

And the fourth day has passed, and the rescuers still have not come.

Instead of sitting still, it's better to give it your all. If the two of them can work together to kill this slaughtering Xuanwu, they can escape from the water hole under the black pool.

Wei Wuxian said: "I also agree, the internal attack. But I've heard of your family's string killing technique, the inside of the turtle shell is restricted, which is not conducive to playing, and your leg injury has not healed, so I'm afraid it will be discounted, right?"

This is the truth, Lan Wangji understands. They all understand that going into battle and insisting on doing what they are not capable of doing will have no other effect than to drag their feet.

Wei Wuxian said, "Listen to me." ”

Slaughter Xuanwu is still floating on the surface of the black pool.

Its four claws and head and tail were all retracted, and there was a large hole in front of it, and five smaller holes lined up on the left, right, and back. It is like an isolated island and a hill, the mountain is pitch black, uneven, mossy all over, and there are green and black algae.

Quietly, Wei Wuxian carried a bundle of feather arrows and iron soldering on his back, like a thin silver fish, and sneaked in front of the head hole where Xuanwu was slaughtered.

A small half of the hole was submerged in the water of the black pool, and Wei Wuxian swam into it.

After passing through the head hole, Wei Wuxian turned into the inside of the turtle shell. His feet seemed to have stepped on a thick layer of mud, and the "mud" was still soaked in water, and the overwhelming stench forced him to scold.

The stench was rotten and sweet, reminding Wei Wuxian of a fat, dead rat he had seen by a lake in Yunmeng before, and it had a bit of that smell. He pinched his nose and said to himself, "This ghost place...... Fortunately, Lan Zhan was not allowed to come in. As long as his ten fingers don't touch the spring water, he can't vomit immediately when he smells this smell. If you don't vomit, you will be smoked and fainted. ”

Slaughter Xuanwu let out a gentle snoring sound. Wei Wuxian quietly walked with bated breath, the soles of his feet sinking deeper and deeper. Three steps later, the muddy stuff was up to his knees. In the mud and pool, there seem to be some hard lumps. Wei Wuxian was slightly short, fumbled a few times, and suddenly touched a furry thing.

Like human hair.

Wei Wuxian withdrew his hand, knowing that this was the person who had been dragged in by Slaughter Xuanwu. I touched it again, and I touched a boot again, and the half leg in the boot was rotten to half flesh and half bone.

It seems that this monster beast does not like to be clean. The residue that it didn't finish eating, or the part that it didn't have time to eat, leaked out between its teeth, spit it out into its shell, and the more it vomited, the more it vomited, and after a hundred years, it became a thick layer. And at this moment, Wei Wuxian was standing in the mud of these corpses made of severed limbs.

After a few days of crawling and rolling, his body was already too dirty to look at, Wei Wuxian didn't care about pickling it any more, wiped his hand on his pants casually, and continued to walk forward.

The demon beast's snoring became louder and louder, the air waves became heavier and heavier, and the corpse mud on the soles of its feet became thicker and thicker. Finally, his hand lightly touched the beast's uneven skin. He slowly continued to grope his way through the skin, and sure enough, the head and neck were scales, and further down was the hard epidermis with pits, and the skin became thinner and more fragile the further down the skin.

At this time, the corpse mud had already spread to Wei Wuxian's waist. Most of the corpses here have not been eaten, and the remaining bodies are large chunks, which should not be called corpse mud, but corpse piles. Wei Wuxian put his hand behind his back, ready to untie the feather arrow and the iron brand, but found that the iron brand was stuck by something and could not be taken out.

He grabbed the long rod of the iron and pulled it out with all his might, and at the same time, the tip of the iron brought something out of the pile of corpses, making a slight "dang" sound.

Wei Wuxian immediately froze.

After a while, there was no movement around, and the demon beast did not attack, so he breathed a sigh of relief silently, and said in his heart: "It seems that the iron soldering was stuck by something just now, and the sound is also iron? It's still very long, see if it's useful." Poor guy at hand, if it's a top-grade fairy sword, it's the best!"

He reached out and touched something like that, long, blunt, and covered with rust. The moment he grasped it, a scream rang out in Wei Wuxian's ears.

The scream seemed to be a heart-rending cry of thousands of people in his ear, and in an instant, a cold breath crawled down his arm all over his body, Wei Wuxian suddenly withdrew his hand, and said in his heart: "What a thing, what a strong grudge!"

At this moment, the surroundings suddenly lit up, and a faint reddish-yellow shimmer pulled out Wei Wuxian's shadow, illuminating a pitch-black iron sword in front of him, which was diagonally inserted into the heart of his shadow.

This is inside the turtle shell that slaughtered Xuanwu, how can there be a bright light?

Wei Wuxian turned his head suddenly, and sure enough, a pair of big golden eyes were close at hand.

Only then did he realize that the thunderous snoring was gone. And that reddish-yellow glimmer came from the eyes of Slaughter Xuanwu!

Slaughter Xuanwu bared his black and yellow fangs, opened his mouth and roared.

Wei Wuxian stood right in front of its fangs, struck head-on by the sound wave of the roaring sound, rushing to the ground with pain. Seeing that it had bitten it, he hurriedly shoved the bundle of iron into its mouth. This plug is just right in timing and position, no more than a minute or less than an inch, and it resists the upper and lower jaws of the demon beast!

Taking advantage of the beast's mouth, Wei Wuxian stabbed a bundle of feathered arrows into its weakest skin. Although the feather arrows were thin, Wei Wuxian made a bundle of five, pierced into the skin and flesh of the demon beast and pushed it straight into the tail feathers, like a poisonous needle. In the acute pain, Tu Xuanwu bent all the iron soldering against its teeth, and the seven or eight originally straight iron scorches were suddenly folded into hooks by its powerful bite force. Wei Wuxian pierced a few more bundles of arrows in its soft skin, this demon beast had never suffered such a big loss since it was born, it hurt like crazy, the snake's body was churning vigorously in the turtle shell, the snake's head was bumping around, and the corpse pile was also falling along with the river and the sea, like a mountain collapsing and sliding, drowning Wei Wuxian in the rancid stump. Tu Xuanwu's eyes were wide open, his yellow eyes were hideous, and his teeth were wide open, as if he wanted to swallow mountains and rivers in one go. The pile of corpses slid towards its mouth like a torrent, and Wei Wuxian struggled desperately and went against the current, suddenly grabbing an iron sword, his heart was cold, and a terrible cry and scream sounded in his ears.

Wei Wuxian's body had been sucked into Slaughter Xuanwu's mouth, and seeing that the demon beast was about to shut up, he grabbed the iron sword and repeated the trick, jamming it between the upper and lower jaws of the demon beast.

Eight out of ten, nine out of ten in the body of this hundred-year-old demon beast are corrosive, as long as a person is swallowed, it will be melted into a wisp of green smoke in an instant!

Wei Wuxian gripped the iron sword tightly, stuck in its mouth like a thorn, up and down. Slaughtering Xuanwu hit his head for a while, and he couldn't swallow this thorn that didn't let it close its mouth, but it didn't want to let go, and finally rushed out!

It was scared of Wei Wuxian's stabbing in the turtle shell, as if it wanted to escape from the shell entirely, and desperately squeezed its body out, so that the tender flesh that had been hidden in this layer of armor was also exposed. And Lan Wangji had already lowered the line on its head hole and had been waiting for a long time. As soon as Slaughter Xuanwu rushed out, he collected the thread, flicked it on the string, and the bowstring trembled, cutting into the flesh!

This demon beast was forced by the two of them to work together, and it was not to enter. It is a deformed demon beast, not a real divine beast, it has no mind, it is completely crazy under the stimulation of pain, shaking its head and tail, rampage in the black pool, tumbling and fluttering in a huge whirlpool, setting off monstrous waves. But no matter how crazy it is, one of these two people is firmly stuck in its mouth, so that it can't bite and can't eat, and the other stubbornly strangled the key point of its thin skin with a string, and cut it inch by inch. The deeper the wound gets, the more blood flows!

Lan Wangji tightly pulled the bowstring, did not let go for a moment, and held on for three hours.

After three hours, the slaughter of Xuanwu gradually stopped moving.

The vital point of the demon beast was cut by Lan Wangji with a bowstring and almost separated from his body, and he used too much force, and his palms were already covered with blood and scars. The huge turtle shell floated on the surface of the water, and the water of the black pool had been dyed purple red visible to the naked eye, and the bloody aura was as thick as the purgatory Shura pool.

With a plop, Lan Wangji jumped into the water and swam near the snake's head.

Slaughter Xuanwu's eyes were still wide open, his pupils had dilated, but his fangs were still tightly closed. Lan Wangji said: "Wei Ying!"

The monster beast didn't make a sound in its mouth.

Lan Wangji reached out violently, grabbed the upper and lower teeth, and forcefully broke them apart. He was swam in the water, and there was nowhere to exert his strength, and it took a while to break away. I saw a pitch-black iron sword stuck in Slaughter Xuanwu's mouth, the hilt and tip of the sword had pierced deeply into its mouth, and the sword body had been bent into an arc.

Wei Wuxian's whole body curled up in a shrimp suit, his head bowed, his hands still tightly grasping the iron sword's not sharp blade, and he was about to slide into Slaughter Xuanwu's throat.

Lan Wangji grabbed him by the collar and lifted him out. Slaughtering Xuanwu's teeth opened, and the iron sword slid into the water, gradually sinking to the bottom of the pool.

Wei Wuxian's eyes were closed, lying on top of him softly, one arm on his shoulder, Lan Wangji put his arms around his waist, and floated in the blood with him, "Wei Ying!"

His hands were still trembling slightly, and he was about to reach out to touch Wei Wuxian's face, but Wei Wuxian suddenly woke up and said, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Dead, dead?!"

He fluttered, causing both of them to sink in the water. Lan Wangji said: "It's dead!"

Wei Wuxian's eyes were blank for a while, as if he had some difficulty in reacting, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Dead, dead...... Okay! It kept barking, screaming and flipping, and it stunned me. Holes, water holes, let's go. Get out of the water hole. ”

Lan Wangji said: "What's wrong with you." ”

Wei Wuxian came to his senses and said, "It's not much! Let's get out quickly, without further ado." ”

Indeed, without further ado, Lan Wangji nodded, not caring about the blood and dirt, the two took a deep breath and dived into the water.

In the middle of the night, two splashes broke out on the purple-red water surface, and the two of them came out again.

Wei Wuxian spat out a mouthful of blood, wiped his face, and wiped it all over the purple-red blood, and described the wolf more and more, "What's the matter?!Why is there no hole?!"

Jiang Cheng did say at the time that there was a water hole under the black pool that could accommodate five or six people at the same time. And the other children of the family did escape from the hole.

Lan Wangji's hair was wet and dripping, and he didn't answer. The two of them looked at each other, and both thought of a terrible possibility.

Possible...... Slaughtering Xuanwu was in severe pain, and the beast's claws flicked wildly, shaking down the underwater rocks, or kicking somewhere, just to ...... this only escape water hole Blocked.

Wei Wuxian plunged into the water with a fierce son, and Lan Wangji followed suit. It was easy to find, but I still didn't find a hole. There is not even one person who can pass guò.

Wei Wuxian said, "What should I do?"

After being silent for a while, Lan Wangji said, "Let's go up first." ”

Wei Wuxian waved his hand and said, "...... Go up. ”

Both of them were exhausted, and slowly swam to the shore, and the water was bloody purple-red. Wei Wuxian took off his clothes, wrung them out and shook them vigorously, and couldn't help but scold: "This is playing with us, right? Originally, I was thinking that no one would come to save us, and I didn't have the strength to kill if I wanted to, so I came to do it with it." As a result, he finally died, and the eighth grandson of the king trampled the hole down. !"

Hearing the word "", Lan Wangji's eyebrows twitched, and he wanted to say something, but he held back.

Suddenly, Wei Wuxian's feet softened. Lan Wangji stepped forward to support him. Wei Wuxian held his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay." The strength is exhausted. By the way, Lan Zhan, I just grabbed a sword in its mouth, did you see it, what about the sword?"

Lan Wangji said: "It's sunk to the bottom." How?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Sink it? ”

When he was holding the sword tightly, he heard a mountain of screams in his ears, and he felt cold and dizzy. The sword must have been something extraordinary. This slaughtering Xuanwu demon beast ate at least more than 5,000 people, and when it was completely dragged into the turtle shell, there must have been many people still alive. This heavy sword may be the relic of some devoured monk. It had been hidden in the pile of tortoise shells for at least four hundred years, soaked in the deep resentment and pain of countless living and dead, and heard their screams. Wei Wuxian wanted to put this sword away and take a good look at this piece of iron, but since it had sunk and was trapped here and couldn't get out, he wouldn't mention it for the time being. If it is mentioned too much, Lan Wangji will hear the clues, and it will lead to disputes in plain form. Wei Wuxian waved his hand and said in his heart, "It's really not a good thing!"

He shuffled his steps and continued walking, Lan Wangji quietly following behind him. He didn't take two steps, and Wei Wuxian was soft again.

Lan Wangji held him again, this time, he pressed his forehead with one hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "Wei Ying, you...... It's hot. ”

Wei Wuxian put his hand on his forehead and said, "You're hot too." ”

Lan Wangji took his hand away and said with a faint expression: "That's because your hands are cold." ”

Wei Wuxian said, "It seems to be a little dizzy." ”

Four or five days ago, he threw all the broken herbs in the sachet onto Lan Wangji's leg. The wound on the chest was wiped off, and I hadn't rested well for the past few days, and then I went into the corpse pile and rummaged in the water, and it finally worsened.

I had a fever.

After walking for a while, Wei Wuxian became more and more dizzy and couldn't walk.

He simply sat down and wondered, "How did it burn so easily? I haven't had a fever in years." ”

Lan Wangji didn't want to say anything about his "so easy", and said, "Lie down." ”

Wei Wuxian lay down as he said, and Lan Wangji held his hand and channeled spiritual power to him.

After lying down for a while, Wei Wuxian sat up again. Lan Wangji said: "Lie down." ”

Wei Wuxian withdrew his hand and said, "You don't have to lose to me, I don't have much left." ”

Lan Wangji grabbed his hand again and repeated, "Lie down." ”

A few days ago, Lan Wangji had no strength, he was scared and tossed by him, and today it was finally Wei Wuxian's turn to have no strength and could only endure him fiddling.

But Wei Wuxian is not willing to be lonely even if he is lying down. After a while, he shouted, "Bad people." Monkeys. ”

Lan Wangji said: "What do you want." ”

Wei Wuxian said, "Lie down in a different place." ”

Lan Wangji said: "Where do you want to lie down at this time." ”

Wei Wuxian said, "Borrow your legs and lie down." ”

Lan Wangji said expressionlessly: "Don't make trouble." ”

Wei Wuxian said, "I'm serious. I'm so dizzy, and you're not a girl's family, so you're afraid of lying down. ”

Lan Wangji said: "It's not a girl's house, and you can't lie down casually." ”

Seeing that he frowned, Wei Wuxian said, "I didn't make trouble, so don't make trouble." I'm not convinced, Lan Zhan, tell me, why?"

Lan Wangji said: "What why." ”

Wei Wuxian reluctantly turned over, lay on the ground, and said, "Who doesn't say that I hate it in their mouths, but they like me in their hearts, how can it be your turn that you always don't have a good color for me? Are you seventy or eighty?"

Lan Wangji said lightly: "You are burned." ”

It may indeed be that he was in a daze, and after a while, Wei Wuxian fell asleep.

When he fell asleep, he felt that he was lying well, as if he had really pillowed on someone's lap, and his cool hand was on his forehead, which was very comfortable, and his heart was happy, rolling around and rolling happily, and no one had reprimanded him. Rolled to the ground, was gently touched on the head, picked up and continued to pillow his legs.

But when he woke up, he was still lying on the ground, at best a pile of leaves on the back of his head, and the pillow was slightly more comfortable. Lan Wangji sat far away from him, and a fire was lit, and the firelight reflected his face like beautiful jade, warm and gentle.

Wei Wuxian said in his heart: "Sure enough, it's a dream. ”

The two of them had broken off their way to escape on their own, and they were trapped in a cave, and they could only wait for the rescue of the Yunmeng Jiang clan, and two more days passed.

For the past two days, Wei Wuxian has been suffering from a low-grade fever, waking up and falling asleep. Lan Wangji intermittently sent him spiritual power, and only then did he barely maintain the status quo from deteriorating.

Wei Wuxian said, "Ah. So boring. ”

Wei Wuxian: "It's really boring. ”

Wei Wuxian: "It's too quiet. ”

Wei Wuxian: "Ahhh

Wei Wuxian: "I'm hungry. Lan Zhan, get up and get something to eat. Get some of that king's meat. ”

Wei Wuxian: "Forget it, the meat of this man-eating monster beast must be stinky." You'd better not move. ”

Wei Wuxian: "Lan Zhan, why do you look like this, it's so boring." With your mouth closed and your eyes closed, you don't talk to me or look at me, you practice meditation, you, monk? Yes, your ancestors were monks. I forgot. ”

Lan Wangji said: "Quiet. You're still burning. Don't speak. 留存体 lì. ”

Wei Wuxian said, "You finally accosted. How many days have we been waiting? Why hasn't anyone come to save us?"

Lan Wangji said: "I haven't arrived for a day. ”

Wei Wuxian hid his face and said, "Why is it so difficult, it must be because I am with you." It would be nice if it was Jiang Cheng who stayed, it would be more interesting to scold him than to be with you like now. Jiang Cheng! Where did you die! It's been almost seven days!!"

Lan Wangji poked a branch into the fire, and this poke actually brought out a burst of sword intent, and the sparks fluttered and flew diagonally. He said coldly, "Rest." ”

Wei Wuxian curled up into a ball of shrimp again, turned his face at him, and said, "Are you mistaken, I just woke up, and you let me rest again, do you just want to see me in a sober state?"

Retracting the branch, Lan Wangji said, "You think too much." ”

Wei Wuxian said in his heart: "Oil and salt are invulnerable, and knives and guns are invulnerable." It's not as interesting as the Lan Zhan who had a black face and an old pot a few days ago, spoke in a tone, and would bite people in a hurry. However, such a Lan Zhan is hard to find, and I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to see it again in the future. ”

"I'm so bored," he said. Lan Zhan, let's chat. You get started. ”

Lan Wangji said: "When did you rest in the past. ”

Wei Wuxian said: "You're so boring, it's so dry, it's very-don't want to continue." But I'll give you a face, so I'll take it. I tell you that I slept after the Lotus Dock was always ugly. Sometimes I don't sleep all night. ”

Lan Wangji said: "Indecent." Vice. ”

Wei Wuxian said, "Do you think everyone is the same as your family?"

Lan Wangji said: "I want to change." ”

Wei Wuxian covered his ears and said, "I'm sick. I'm having a fever, Second Brother Lan, can you say something nice?

Lan Wangji was silent, and Wei Wuxian said, "You won't say, okay, I know." Then you can't say, can you sing? Singing, okay?"

Originally, he was just talking, scraping his mouth with Lan Wangji to kill time, and he didn't expect him to agree, but who knows, after a long silence, a low and soft singing voice echoed in the empty cave.

Lan Wangji actually sang.

Wei Wuxian closed his eyes, turned over, spread his limbs, and said, "That's good." ”

He said, "What's the name of this piece?"

Lan Wangji seemed to say something in a low voice, and Wei Wuxian opened his eyes and said, "What's the name?"