The Way of Tongzheng Follow-up to the Petition Order

The two are evenly matched and the strongest is the contest of the power of the soul.Everyone only felt that the powerful power of the soul made them unable to stand, and they fell to their knees one after another.

"Wei Ying!" Lan Wang cried out in pain, staring at the black-clothed figure not far away.

The sky and the earth were suddenly turbulent, the moon broke through the shackles of the last trace of blood mist, and the bright moonlight illuminated the earth.

The tall phantom was finally swallowed by the raging flames, and the powerful demon was shattered into countless pieces by the flames, and floated towards the well of gods and demons.The aura scattered around him, and the red light flourished. The powerful curse array that had been cast earlier shattered the Demon Lord's spiritual consciousness, and the paste couldn't be glued together anymore.

A ray of spiritual light floated around Lan Wang, but was taken away by Wufang Ghost Emperor with a spiritual weapon.Wei Wuxian's black figure fell straight from the sky, Lan Wang quickly reached out to catch him.Holding him tightly in her arms, she whispered in pain, "Wei Ying, I'll take you home!" As she spoke, she carefully picked him up horizontally.

Wufang Ghost Emperor stopped in front and said: "Shenjun Hanguang, please return the body of Emperor Underworld to us, we will repair his soul and help him wake up! Please return to the heavens on behalf of Emperor Underworld."

The ghostly shadow receded, revealing the original heaven and earth, and the bright moonlight swept across thousands of miles, coldly illuminating the blood-stained battlefield.It's just that in the shadow that everyone can't see, the broken demon soul moves with the wind, and it doesn't know where to go.

Lan Wangji left the divine bone, placed it in Tianchi to purify the demonic energy, and left the heaven gracefully.When I came to the living stone in the underworld, the big characters of Hanguang Shenjun next to the emperor of the underworld were clear and clear.

"Hanguang-jun, Wufang Ghost Emperor is using Jiepo Suppressing Formation to restore the soul of the Emperor of the Underworld. If you want, you can take a look at it from a distance. Don't move too far forward, as it will damage the yang energy of the stranger." The maid of the Underworld Palace said.

"it is good!"

Wei Wuxian sat quietly in the soul formation, with aura floating all over his body, it was the broken soul that couldn't enter the body.Looking at that man's handsome side face from a distance, he would only be so quiet when he was injured, unconscious or in a deep sleep, as if the man's sweet address sounded in his ears: Second Brother Lan Zhan, look at me!He raised his head and forced back the teardrops swirling in his eyes.

Wufang Ghost Emperor saw him from a distance, nodded slightly to him, and did not stop the magic circle.

"Goodbye, Wei Ying, I'll wait for you! Just don't make me wait too long, I'm already 40 years old, I don't have too long to wait!"

Outside the mountain gate where Yun Shen didn't know where, Lan Xichen had been waiting for a long time, only to see Lan Wang who was all alone, and he understood everything without opening his mouth.

The quiet room is still the same, playing a piece of Wang Xian, but there is no sound of the flute, Lan Wang gets up, and looks at the desk, where he used to draw spells at the desk, talisman papers, cinnabar scattered on the table, where he used to pretend to be stupid, just for the sake of A kiss.Getting up and coming to the bed, the man seemed to be languidly curled up under the thin quilt, grabbed his arm and kissed him carelessly, and then said vaguely: Lan Zhan, let me sleep a little longer.

His breath remained in everything in the room, but he could not be found. Endless thoughts lingered in his heart, making his heart ache unbearably, "Wei Ying, I can't leave you, why do you always Leave me alone?" The sorrows, loves and hates of this life are only for you, just to be by your side, why do you always push me away?

My heart was full of worries, and I couldn't sort it out anymore, so I simply sat down and played a meditation tune.

There are subtle footsteps wandering around outside the window, but they dare not knock on the door to come in, "Si Zhui, Jing Yi, come in!"

The two lowered their heads, looking hesitant to speak, and finally Jingyi gritted his teeth, with a look of death, "Hanguang-jun, how is Senior Wei?"

Seeing Hanguang-jun's fingers slightly curled up, pain showing on his usually cold face, Si Zhui hurriedly pulled Lan Jingyi, and hurriedly apologized, "Hanguang-jun, we still have morning class, let's go now!"

Without getting an answer, Jing Yi hesitated and obviously didn't want to leave, but was dragged by Sizhui to the door, and when he was about to step out of the door, he heard Hanguang Jun's voice behind him, "Wei Ying's soul is damaged, five Emperor Fang Ghost is restoring his soul for him."

Tears filled his eyes in an instant, Si Zhui wiped his eyes with his sleeves, his eyes were red like a bunny, "Then Senior Wei will come back, right?"

"I'll be back!" The voice was thin but firm, as if it was also for himself.

The grass grows and the warbler flies, and another spring has passed. When the lotus pods are ripe, Lan Wang comes to Yunmeng, walking in the bustling market, but only Wei Wuxian's voice is in his ears:

"Lan Zhan, you see, I used to be very attractive, except that I liked to pull girls' braids."

"Lan Zhan, I'll take you to eat pancakes. I still like that pancake after more than ten years."

"Lan Zhan, lotus pods with stems are the freshest and most delicious!"

He was walking on the street, still dressed in white clothes better than snow, not stained with a speck of dust, but cold and lonely, with a thin and lonely back.Pedestrians are in a hurry, and the uproar has nothing to do with him.

"Ah Zhan!" A woman in a purple shirt with a warm smile stopped him, standing beside her was Yun Ling in a white light shirt, and behind her was Jiang Wanyin in a purple patriarch's uniform.

Seeing him, the corners of Jiang Wanyin's mouth twitched, but he still nodded in salute, and said, "Hanguang-Jun! Wei Wuxian?" Seeing that frosty face, he finally swallowed the words he hadn't spoken yet.

"Let's go to Lianhuawu together, Ah Zhan, that's where Ah Xian grew up."

"Thank you, Senior Sister, I'm just walking around, so I won't bother you anymore." Lan Wang nodded and saluted.

"Ah Zhan, Ah Xian likes to eat lotus root pork ribs soup the most. I will teach you when I go to Lotus Pier, you can learn it, and eat it when he comes back!" Jiang Yanli looked at Lan Wang with a smile, although they were two people with completely different personalities , but in her heart, they are really suitable two people.

"it is good!"

In the kitchen of Lianhuawu, Mr. Hanguang, who was dressed in white, rolled up his sleeves high, and followed his senior sister to cut lotus root meticulously, stew pork ribs, carefully remember the heat, and consider the amount of various seasonings.

When he was busy, he seemed to feel that Wei Wuxian was by his side, while inhaling the fragrance greedily, while clinging to his side to make trouble, knocking over the vegetable bowl, splashing water droplets on his face, and then gently wiping it off for him.

A bowl of pork rib soup full of longing tastes good, but it is full of bitterness in the mouth, "Wei Ying, come back, I have learned your favorite pork rib soup, come back and I will make it for you every day!"

Before returning to Yunshen, the senior sister prepared a lot of fresh lotus root, pork ribs and lotus pods, and said, "Ah Zhan, you are too thin, Ah Xian will feel distressed again when you come back, you should make up for it!"

"Thank you, Senior Sister!" With all these things, he returned to Yunshen's unknown place.

The deep clouds remain the same, the green hills remain unchanged, the green water flows forever, on the top of the mountain above the cold spring behind the deep clouds, a man in black is holding a petition, his dark red hairband moves with the wind, and the distant sound of the flute seems to tell the bottom of his heart The deep admiration seems to express the long-distance lovesickness. The black donkey just grazing, ignoring the master who played the flute.

"Wei Ying!"

A familiar voice came from behind him, the sound of the flute paused slightly, the man put down his statement and turned around slowly.