Xianjun's stand-in ran away

With a crisp "ding dong", someone knocked over the wine cup in his hand.

When one of Lu Mingsi's subordinates turned his head to talk to someone, he noticed the slender figure in the shadow, and after he recognized who it was, he accidentally knocked over the wine cup.

"Husband, madam!"

After he subconsciously yelled, the eyes of the rest of the people in the hall followed suit.

Under the shadow, Wei Lan raised her head.

In an instant, the entire Tianji Hall fell silent.

Dazzling pearls, glazed decorations, and all the gorgeous and magnificent existences, it is difficult to overshadow the brilliance of the person in the shadows.

——A red phoenix with horizontal eyebrows, star-like eyes, long jet-black hair scattered behind her back, indistinctly dotted with a few colorful knots in the hair, and a jade bead the size of a little finger dangles at the end of the knot, under the brilliance of the night pearl There were circles of halos, and against his profile, which was slightly darker than ordinary people, it immediately showed a bit of extravagance and beauty of a foreign race.

That is a kind of extreme beauty.

Wei Lan, the divine son of the Wu Clan, is the bond partner of Immortal Minghui, and is also recognized as the most beautiful woman in the world.

The moment they saw him, people understood why Xianjun Minghui, who had always been ruthless and ascetic, suddenly moved his heart a hundred years ago.

Even if he is just a mortal who cannot practice.

It's a pity, he's just a mortal after all...

Everyone's eyes drifted from Wei Lan to the dancer who was curled up in Lu Mingsi's arms, and they all sighed in unison.

This scene will happen sooner or later.

Why did Wei Lan come to Tianji Hall?

Lu Ming had noticed Wei Lan's arrival, and raised his brows slightly, slightly surprised.

Facing Shangwei Lan's clear eyes, even if there was no condemnation in them, Lu Mingsi's first subconscious reaction was to push the beauty in his arms away.

However, when he stretched out his hand, he touched the delicate skin of the beauty in his arms, and he stopped immediately.

Just now, he himself said that he would accept this stove... If he was pushed out just because of Wei Lan's appearance, wouldn't it seem that he cared about Wei Lan's thoughts?

A depressive storm was brewing in Lu Mingsi's eyes.

He is Minghui Xianjun Lu Mingsi, his will should not be changed by anyone.

Lu Mingsi's eyes were dark and his emotions were dark, but his face was a little careless, and he patted the back of Lin Wang's hand lightly.

"Go, wait aside, I want to have a few words with Madam."

Many eyes turned to Wei Lan and Lin Wang, and only they knew how much they were looking for a good show.

No one dared to look at Lu Mingsi like this, but he still sensed the strange atmosphere in the hall.

Looking at Wei Lan, who was staring down at the ground and climbing up the stairs, Lu Mingsi lowered his eyes to hide the slight displeasure in his eyes.

I hope that Wei Lan will be more sensible and not embarrass him because of a trivial matter.

Wei Lan walked very attentively, not giving a single extra look to the lovely and pitiful person standing behind him.

He didn't disappoint Lu Mingsi, he turned a blind eye to Lin Wang's existence, and was not even half curious.

After walking to the high platform, Wei Lan bent slightly, leaned into his ear, and asked softly: "My husband...will you go back to the bedroom to rest tonight?"

The beauty sprayed his warm breath on his skin, and spoke in a soft voice, like a fluffy animal without claws gently arching against his body.

Lu Mingsi's fingertips twitched, his Adam's apple rolled up and down...

At a certain moment, he wanted to abandon everything in front of him, bring this person back to the dormitory, and do something inappropriate for children.

His wife... has always been so gentle and sensible.

The corners of Lu Mingsi's lips curled up in a happy arc, vaguely remembering that he seemed to have promised him that he would go back to the bedroom to sleep tonight.

Feeling a little guilty, Lu Mingsi grabbed his sallow hand, squeezed his fingertips, and nodded to the people in the hall who were secretly watching here through drinking.

He gave a low laugh and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you think... I can get away?"

If Lu Mingsi really thought about it, how could any of the guests in the room dare to say no?

...It's just an excuse.

Wei Lan lowered her eyelashes, trembling slightly, with a sense of vulnerability, she begged in a low voice: "Ah Si promised me that I would go back tonight...can't, why don't you end it sooner?"

"Only today, only today... I hope my husband can stay by my side."

Her voice was as soft as she could, Wei Lan seldom spoke like this, and the tips of her ears burned red.

In order to get Lu Mingsi to go back, he also worked hard.

Except when he was on the bed, Lu Mingsi would force him to call him "husband" when he lost control, other times, no matter how Lu Mingsi coaxed him, he would not call him that.

Wei Lan raised her head to look at Lu Mingsi, her amber eyes were lingering with stars, her nose wrinkled slightly, looking pitiful.

With such words and expressions, no matter how hard-hearted people are, they will soften their hearts.

The same goes for Lu Mingsi.

But this bit of pity just rose, and when he realized his uncontrollable emotional changes, Lu Mingsi's eyes suddenly darkened, and his displeasure rose again.

Wei Lan is trying to influence him.

He deliberately called him "husband", and used those little tricks that were not on the stage, just to make him change his mind.

He doesn't like it.

Lu Mingsi lost the smile on his face.

"Don't be willful. If you want to stay here, just sit down and watch the excitement. If you don't want to, go back and rest. When I'm done with my business, I will naturally go back."

Lu Ming didn't get angry, but his voice was a little gloomy and cold.

Wei Lan shivered, lowered her head, and stared at the lines on the obsidian under the jade seat.

Sure enough.

He was not surprised at all by Lu Mingsi's decision.

After being silent for a while, Wei Lan nodded: "I see, then I'll go back first."

With Lu Mingsi's approval, Wei Lan walked back along the original path step by step.

His slender shoulders were wrapped in layers of veil, as if he was stepping on a cloud, and his spine was straight, like a green bamboo in the clouds, with a kind of stubborn tenacity.

"Wait." Lu Mingsi interrupted suddenly.

Wei Lan stopped in her footsteps and turned her head in confusion.

Lu Mingsi clasped his fingertips, and a blue light flew to Wei Lan's body in an instant. Warmth rose from his chest, warming his body that was slightly cold because of the rain.

It is a spell to avoid water.

Lu Mingsi's voice softened slightly: "It's raining outside, don't catch cold."

Feeling the warmth rising in her chest, Wei Lan was stunned on the steps.

He doesn't need such useless tenderness.

Wei Lan looked down at her fingertips, hesitated to speak, and inevitably thought of trying again in her heart.

He really didn't want to miss a great opportunity like tonight.

However, just as Wei Lan made up her mind, when she raised her head, she bumped into a pair of pitch-black eyes oozing with chill, and there was a kind of veiled scrutiny in them, as if a spider had woven its web and was waiting for its prey to come to its door.

——Lu Mingsi was waiting for his reaction.

In a blink of an eye, Wei Lan figured it out——

It turns out... that tenderness was just a temptation.

Lu Mingsi is suspicious and forceful, he is used to taking everything into his own hands, what he hates the most in his life is the decisions made by the people around him based on his special influence.

In the end, Wei Lan didn't say anything, but just gave a submissive "um".

He sighed silently in his heart, knowing that his acting like a baby just now might have had the opposite effect.

After Wei Lan's figure gradually disappeared into the shadows, Lu Mingsi looked away in satisfaction, gave Lin Zhu who was waiting by his side a look, and said loudly: "Continue."

In the hall, which was originally so quiet that only the sound of people's breathing could be heard, suddenly there was the sound of cups clashing and conversations.

No one dared to discuss and guess what Xianjun Minghui and his wife said on stage, and people naturally picked up the previous topic.

Only Lin Wang, while pouring the wine, kept his eyes firmly on the figure hidden in the shadows.

Immortal Minghui opened the barrier just now, and he couldn't hear what the two said, but he was close and saw the change in their faces...

It should have broken up badly.

Lin Wang was thoughtful.

It seems that the relationship between the legendary Mrs. Xianjun and Xianjun is not as good as rumored...

This is great news for him.

At this moment, Wei Lan seemed to be aware of the scorching gaze that had been following him, and when he was about to leave the Tianji Hall, he suddenly turned around and met Lin Zhu's gaze.

Seeing him looking back, Lin Zhu deliberately leaned against Lu Mingsi, with calculations in his eyes, raised his chin, and looked at Wei Lan provocatively.

However, Wei Lan's performance disappointed him.

The man glanced at him very lightly, his eyes didn't look angry or sad, but more like a kind of superior pity.

He was the one who left in despair, so why look at him like this?

A burst of anger suddenly welled up in Lin Huan's heart.

Wei Lan withdrew her gaze, letting Lin Huang's demonstrative gaze fall into the empty space, and without hesitation, turned and left the Tianji Hall.

That pretty little guy can tell what's on his mind at a glance.

——He wanted to be that special person next to Lu Mingsi, so he treated himself as an enemy.

But to Lu Mingsi, they are all the same.

It's just a sparrow that sings well and has bright feathers...

When I like it, I keep it by my side every day. When I don’t like it, I fold the wings of the sparrows and stuff them in the back of the mountain, letting them huddle in the cage, waiting for the "love" who doesn't know when it will come. .

Wei Lan thought it was ridiculous.

He tried his best to get rid of this kind of life, but there were still some people who couldn't see through all this and rushed into the cage urgently.

Ridiculous, yet sad.

Wei Lan returned to the back mountain, stepped into the door of the bedroom, and a faint fragrance like the smell of rotten ebony, mixed with a bit of burnt paste directly covered his face.

He was sprayed all over the face by the dusty smoke, and his originally fair face was stained with incense ash, which suddenly looked a little funny.

What's going on here?

He coughed and thought.

"Oops!"

Wei Lan suddenly remembered something, and rushed to where the bed was.

However it was too late.

Above the bed, the bed curtains made of ice silk had been burned to the point where only a few bare, dark and ugly threads remained, and the quilt on the bed was also doomed. There were also a few more ugly scorching marks.

Wei Lan stared blankly at the burned-out bed, unable to recover for a long time.

With dust on his body, he staggered forward and sat down on the bed for the last time, making a muffled "bang".

However, as if he couldn't feel the pain, he tremblingly opened the remains of the ice silk bed curtain, and saw that in the incense burner on the corner cabinet, there was only a small piece of wood left after burning.

The last piece of Jianmu spiritual branch he kept... was burned before it was used.

In Wei Lan's heart, there was a feeling of hopelessness.

He just leaned against the scorched bedpost, watching the Jianmu spiritual branch, which was burning bit by bit, his reason finally got rid of the influence of emotions, and came back to the cage bit by bit.

If you think about it carefully, there is no need to be sad about this incident at all.

Anyway, Lu Mingsi will definitely not come back tonight, even if the Jianmu Lingzhi is not burned, so what?

Lu Ming hasn't come back, so Wei Lan can't rely on Huan Ai to guide the divine power emitted from Jianmu Lingzhi's burning, for the last time, to help him completely purify the messy spiritual power in his body, so that even in the face of the five declines of heaven and man, Wei Lan can't In the final catastrophe, he can be a little more sure.

However, if you want to guide the remaining divine power on the Jianmu Lingzhi, you need the right time, place and people.

That special time is tonight.

Wei Lan knew better than anyone else that Lu Mingsi would not be coming back tonight.

He has been bonded with him for 100 years, and he knows him better than anyone in this world.

Time passed quietly, and under Wei Lan's gaze, the last branch of Jianmu Lingzhi turned into fly ash and completely merged with the dust in the incense burner.

Wei Lan suddenly coughed violently.

——Purification of the monk's spiritual power is a special magical technique of the witch clan. Inducing Jianmu's divine power can greatly enhance the effect of this magical technique. However, after the divine power is activated, if the divine technique cannot be released, it will backfire and cast the spell people.

Wei Lan felt that there was a powerful and dangerous force colliding between his lungs, causing the pain in his abdominal cavity to be shaken up and down.

He snorted impatiently, and fell limp on the bed.

While breathing, more divine power poured into the body, causing Wei Lan to break out in cold sweat from the pain.

He curled up into a ball, blood slowly spilled from the corner of his mouth, dotted on his bloodless lips.

"Lu Mingsi, Lu Mingsi, can't you... let me die quickly?"

Wei Lan murmured, her eye feathers tremblingly opened and closed several times, and finally closed completely.

He fainted and fell into the deepest nightmare.

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ps: Shou is not love and cannot commit suicide!He just wanted to escape from here and make a clean break with the attack, which specifically involved the special identity of the son of the witch clan!