I'm trying my best to imitate and paint you. I'm afraid I've exhausted my whole life's effort. In less than a month, I'm afraid Zhan will return to the loess. I can't bear to leave you here alone. Now I send you back to the lake. The sky is high and the sea is wide, and we will forget each other. "So he returned the brook carp to freedom.

Xi Li looked at Zhan's back, staggered weakly, felt cramped in his heart, turned into a human body, and secretly protected Zhan to return home.Returning to the stream, the spirit demon is planning to rain down fire on Gusu today to punish the fishermen who are smeared with the spirit of the stream.At night, seeing the flames of Gusu soaring into the sky, Xi Li said: "Just take a look, just take a look." Then he turned into a ray of spiritual energy.

At home, I saw Zhan in the study, fighting for the painting with the fire, protecting him in his arms, rushing into the fire, leaving the best escape opportunity behind his head.As far as the brook carp is concerned, only the brook carp is painted in the paintings kept at home.Suddenly, the beam was covered with fire, coming down from the top of Zhan's head, and the brook carp rushed forward to protect Zhan to a safe place, trying to escape with Zhan.Zhan refused and said: "Thank you for your help, but Zhan's life is not long. I only hope that the paintings of Tongxi carp will return to dust. The knights will go first, and Zhan still has some paintings that have not been taken out."

"Lan Zhan, don't go," Xi Li said.

Zhan didn't listen, so he went back.

"Lan Zhan, Lan Wangji! If you really think about Xi Li, then protect yourself. If a painting is destroyed, it can be repainted, and if a person is destroyed, it will be destroyed!" Xi Li shouted anxiously.

Zhan said: "How about repainting? The painting is no longer a painting, it is no longer it! If Zhan fails to get out of the sea of ​​fire today, may the knights throw all the paintings into the fire, and Zhan will go with the memory."

"Lan Zhan, the brook carp has returned, I am Wuxian, the Wuxian who paints with you every day, takes your yang energy to cultivate your own Wuxian, and caused you to feel ashamed of Wuxian, you, are you willing to turn back? "Xi Li cried word by word, sentence by sentence.

Zhan turned his head and looked at the chivalrous man. His demeanor, description, and even his nine-day starry eyes were exactly the same as Xi Li Wuxian.Zhan smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, wanting to walk towards Xian, but his strength was exhausted, and he threw himself on the ground, not feeling the pain, but fell into someone's arms, looked into his bright eyes, and fainted with joy.With a backhand wave, Xi Li took Lan Zhan and all the scrolls to a safe place.

Xi Li supported Zhan's pillow on his legs, and Wen Zhan murmured in his dream, "Wu Xian, Wu Xian, run fast, danger, danger...".

Xi Li smiled and said: "Stupid as Zhan, since we met, I have wanted to hate you and harm you. To this day, I still have the protection of your thoughts and the habit of pampering you. Today, I owe you all Thank you." Xi Li caressed his hand on Zhan's heart, poured his spiritual power slowly, and Zhan's face gradually returned to his original appearance.

Zhan wakes up, does not see the knight Wuxian, thinks it is a dream.Turning around to go home, I saw all the paintings scattered on the shore, confused.After tidying up, I noticed that there was a word on the bank under the painting, and read it slowly: "Brother Wangji took me so well in the past, and he gave me the name Wuxian, and stayed with him day and night, but I approached with evil intentions. Brother, if Brother Wangji forgives me, just wave my hand to drive me away, if you still don’t feel angry, let you cook. Wuxian wrote it himself.”

Zhan walked slowly to the stream, and when he saw the carp, he said: "Zhan will not return, you must not go!"

The brook carp waited according to the words, and after a while, Zhan came back with the basket, carp said in his heart, "My life is over. I died at the mouth of Lan Zhan, and I deserved my death."

Zhan heard the words and laughed: "Zhan never blamed you, let alone cooking. Wait for you to go home and share the rest of your life!"

The brook carp was puzzled: "How do you know what I think?"

Zhan said: "I think it's because you are still cultivating for me. Before, I couldn't know your mind and know your joy. Now I can hear what you say in your heart."

The carp jumped in the basket, "Having Lan Zhan's house is home! Having Lan Zhan's company is joy! Yusheng has you, that's enough!"

Zhan replied: "It is enough to have you for the rest of my life!"

练剑

Due to Mo Xuanyu's low physical and spiritual power, in order to let Wei Wuxian have the power to protect himself, Lan Wangji suggested that Wei Wuxian and other Lan's children take swordsmanship lessons.Lan Qiren agreed, after all, he is Wangji's Taoist companion, his spiritual power is too low, it doesn't matter if he loses his own people, but he must not lose Gusu Lan's people.Wei Wuxian also agreed, because the swordsmanship teacher is Lan Wangji!

The first day of Wei Wuxian's sword practice class

Ying: Lan Zhan, the sun is too strong here, making people dizzy~

Zhan: Indeed, the sun is hot today, so let’s find a shady place to practice

All juniors: Today is not as hot as yesterday, but yesterday we practiced under the sun for two full hours, Senior Wei is really proud

Baby: Lan Zhan, I'm thirsty~

Zhan: Everyone take a break

All the juniors: I just arrived under the shade, but it took only a stick of incense to rest. Senior Wei is too powerful.

After Wei Ying drank the water, he continued to practice his sword.

Ying: Lan Zhan, it's my first day of class, I haven't held a sword for a long time, I'm a little tired~

Zhan: Stop, take a break, let everyone familiarize themselves with the mental method

All the juniors: Senior Wei is so capricious, Lord Hanguang can bear it, will you be able to walk sideways in Yunshen if you hang out with Senior Wei in the future?

The fourth wave of sword practice has just started for a while

Baby: Lan Zhan...

Lan Qiren: Wei Wuxian, what are you going to do again? There is no end to it. If you want to be lazy, you can be lazy, but don't spoil the children. Go and rest when you forget the machine, I will teach him! ! ! ! !

For the next hour or so, the younger generation practiced the sword, Wei Wuxian practiced the sword, the younger generation rested, and Wei Wuxian was still practicing the sword.

All juniors: Let’s walk obediently in Yunshen

Sword practice ([-])

Ever since Wei Wuxian started taking swordsmanship lessons, Lan Qiren has often come to the class to inspect, in case Wei Wuxian is lazy, and even more afraid that he will spoil the juniors.

One day, when Lan Xichen heard that his uncle had gone, he immediately put down the scripture in his hand and rushed over, just in time to see Lan Qiren calling Wei Wuxian to demonstrate his sword skills, and thought, sure enough, there was another good show today read.

Wei Wuxian shook the wooden sword in his hand, replaced it with a regular saber, and said, "Uncle Lan, it's boring to demonstrate sword skills, why don't I find someone to fight against?"

Lan Wangji frowned when he heard this, "No, you haven't formed a golden core yet, it's dangerous to fight against others."

Wei Ying took advantage of the situation, "How about Hanguang-jun come to practice with me?"

Lan Wangji said hello, picked up the saber for practice, set up the sword, and prepared to fight, only to hear Wei Wuxian go to provoke him again.

Lan Qiren said, "Uncle Lan, are you sure you want to watch it? I'm afraid you won't be able to watch it."

Lan Qiren snorted, and his beard trembled, "I've seen even the worst disciples, let's get started."

Lan Wangji waited for Wei Wuxian to come back to his senses and get ready to take the lead, and said: "Your swordsmanship is already superb, even though you don't have the help of a golden elixir this time, you don't need to belittle yourself, just do what you can today, good or bad, uncle will decide I won't give up."

Wei Wuxian smiled, Lan Zhan still loves him, but how can he show weakness in front of the menacing Uncle Lan?

Wei WuXian casually held two swords, fast and strong, which amazed the juniors, who smiled proudly at Lan Zhan, "Do what you can, of course you have to do your best, Hanguang-Jun, today's competition Jian, either you die, or I die!"

Lan Wangji frowned even deeper, "Nonsense, it's just a sword fight, don't mention the word 'death' again!"

Lan Qiren and Lan Xichen were just about to comment on Wei Wuxian's remarks, but they were stopped by Wei Wuxian's next sentence. The former jumped angrily, grabbed the teacup and tea lid beside him, and threw Xiang Wei Wuxian, chasing Wei Wuxian all over the school, and the latter exhausted his life skills to turn a belly laugh into a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wei Wuxian said: "I mention it, of course I have to mention it, and I have to mention it every day, all the time, Lan Zhan, you are so cute, I love you to death, mua!!!!"

Lan Wangji's cheeks quickly turned red, and he said in a trembling voice, "You can have this."

night.

Seeing Lan Zhan's menacing approach, Wei Ying didn't know what was going on, so he hugged Lan Zhan's arm, "Second brother, my back hurts, can you spare me for a while today, is it not every day?"

Lan Wangji resolutely refused, "No, every day today, either you die or I die!"

Wei Wuxian heard this sentence just now, and it sounded very familiar, as if he just said it today.So, under the gaze of two big watery eyes, Lan Wangji said something that shocked Wei Wuxian's internal organs, and Wei Wuxian couldn't help crying: "My God, please quickly put Lan Zhan's etiquette, righteousness, and shame in order. Fang Yazheng, come back, help me!!!!!!!!!"

PS:

Lan Wangji said, "Either I die up there, or you die down there."

Sword spirit Qinling abandons the master online

In the quiet room, Lan Zhan was studying the new score, thinking and playing while Wei Ying was in charge of recording.

Wei Ying: Lan Zhan Lan Zhan, can you change the name of your piano?

Lan Zhan: why

Wei Ying: If one day you can’t find the piano, wouldn’t the streets be full of people shouting “Where is my Wangji, has anyone seen my Wangji?” We will help you find the piano, so we have to shout “Someone saw it” Did you forget the plane, did you forget the plane?", that's really strange

Lan Zhan: (smiling) What name do you want

Wei Ying: Do you really dare to let me choose a name, are you not afraid to be the same as "casual"?

Lan Zhan: It’s fine if you take it

Wei Ying: Second brother, you are really good at pampering me. In fact, I have thought about it a long time ago, so I call it "Wu Xian"

Lan Zhan: Why?

Wei Ying: Simple, no strings, no strings, Wuxian Wuxian, when the second elder brother plays the piano, he plays the piano without strings, but he plays Wuxian, how about it?

Lan Zhan: Very good.

Casual Sword Spirit: What's wrong with me? ? ?Why are you afraid of having the same name as me? ? ?Wei Wuxian, come out and explain! ! !

Wangji Qinling: I am a majestic seven-stringed guqin, why is it called no strings?Wouldn't it be weirder than me having the same characters as my master? ? ?I!No!want!Hanguang-jun, come out and explain clearly, you still want him if you want me! ! !

snow

In February, the spring and snow are blowing thousands of miles, and the deep friendship in Suzhou is long.

The juniors of the Lan family went out to hunt at night and did not return two days after the due date. Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji went out to look for each other. Quiet room cultivation.

This is the first night without Lan Zhan since entering the clouds

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