Xianjun's stand-in ran away

It is not without reason that Wei Lan chose to escape when the welcoming team reached the sky above Nether Abyss.

In addition to blocking possible follow-up pursuers because of the special location of Mingyuan, he also wanted to find someone in Mingyuan and take him away with him.

His plan succeeded, but it was a bit of a gamble.

If it wasn't for the inexplicable force that blocked him when he fell into the water at the end, the impact would definitely have broken several bones in him.

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On the cold and hard stone bed, the unconscious Wei Lan woke up with the sound of chewing.

In the dark cave, orange luminescent moss is gathered together and packed in an upside-down bottle, illuminating the darkness like a dim yellow lamp.

After Wei Lan woke up, her eyes were not used to the darkness, and she subconsciously looked at the light source like a candle.

Interesting ingenuity...beautiful.

After such a thought flashed through his mind, he suddenly remembered what happened before he fell into a coma, stood up vigilantly, and looked in the direction of the sound.

——He remembered that before he fell into a coma, he should have fallen into the Tan water below the deep abyss. Who fished him out?

Accustomed to the ubiquitous brilliance of pearls in the Pure World, Wei Lan found it difficult to see in such a dim light. He squinted his eyes and tried hard to identify, finally confirming that the one who was curled up in the shadow and moving slightly A mass... seems to be a person.

A filthy man with black mud on his face and matted hair.

He huddled in the corner of the cave, leaning against the stone bed Wei Lan was lying on, with his head lowered, holding something and stuffing it into his mouth in small bites.

The damp tide and the smell of soil that belonged to the ground poured into the nostrils, Wei Lan's brows subconsciously frowned, and her breathing was suffocated for a moment.

He bit his lower lip, held his breath, and said softly, "It was you who saved me?"

The figure paused for a moment, stopped chewing, and then slowly raised its head, revealing a face that was covered by black mud and could not be seen clearly.

On this unbearable face, there is a pair of purple eyes that are incompatible with dirt, pure and innocent.

These eyes were extremely clean, but the gaze that swept over them was curious but with a touch of vigilance, like a little squirrel that was startled by a tourist and jumped out of a tree hole.

After seeing Wei Lan's face, his vigilance softened irresistibly.

These eyes... were very similar to the person he was looking for.

Wei Lan was a little taken aback.

That person also had such a pair of pure, clean, childlike dark purple eyes.

Wei Lan subconsciously looked at the surrounding environment, and found that she was in a very cold cave that was not suitable for living. Under her body was the only stone bed that could lie flat in the cave, occupying most of the space, and all kinds of strange plants were piled up in the corners. , stained with the smell of earth.

Dirty, dirty, dark, cold.

People who live here must have lived a very miserable life.

But it was such an environment that Wei Lan almost confirmed that the dark figure in the shadow was probably the person he was looking for.

Wei Lan's complexion was a bit complicated.

He went deep into the abyss because he wanted to give that person a hand, but he didn't expect that he would be saved by that person before he stretched out his hand.

The figure in the corner looked up at Wei Lan, saw the beautiful brother he picked up from the water looking at him with complicated eyes, he didn't move for a while, and tilted his head in confusion.

He lowered his head to look at the mushrooms in his arms, then raised his head to look at his stunned pretty brother, thought for a while, then gritted his teeth, picked out an unbitten mushroom from the corner beside him, straightened it He stretched out his arm, turned his head away from looking, and said sullenly: "Here, eat."

The mushroom was as big as half the head of a normal person, and it was black, with a circle of bright patterns on the canopy.

Wei Lan: "..."

He was indeed a little hungry, but after seeing this mushroom, the hunger that appeared disappeared.

This is really unappetizing...

By the way, are the mushrooms really edible?

Wei Lan couldn't help but have such doubts in her heart.

Although the things he handed over made people feel hard to eat, but this behavior of sharing food was indeed out of good intentions.

This almost innocent kindness made Wei Lan completely confirm that the embarrassed guy in front of him was the one he was looking for.

Time seems to leave no trace on him, and he still maintains the innocence in Wei Lan's memory, without any change, exactly the same as when they first met in the previous life.

He was the first furnace that Lu Mingsi almost accepted in the previous life, and he was called Xueji.

In the world of Jing Huan, only Wei Lan can call him by this name, and everyone except Wei Lan calls him "the furnace cauldron with the physique of transforming Yin into spirit".

Wei Lan looked at the clay figurine in front of her with a complex expression, knowing that the dirty plaster concealed a beautiful face not inferior to his, and in those beautiful purple pupils, there was an almost childish ignorance. , making people want to hold it in the palm of their hand and take care of it, but also give birth to the urge to destroy it.

Xueji's mentality is like a child, unable to grow up, but he also has a coveted physique.

His life was a tragedy.

Wei Lan, who once hated Xue Ji once, recalled those innocent and ignorant eyes countless times in the following time, and his fate that he could not control at all.

After completely giving up on Lu Mingsi, he realized... It turned out that they, who seemed to end up differently, were actually the same.

... They are all poor people whose fate cannot be controlled by themselves.

In the previous life, he shouldn't have been so cruel to him, leaving no room for it.

Seeing Xueji's reluctance and determination to give him the food, Wei Lan sighed silently.

Back then, the only time he met Xueji was like this. Xueji was like this. Relying on the goodwill he had grown out of nowhere, he opened a pair of beautiful purple eyes to Wei Lan, who was full of thorns and uttered evil words, and held his hand in his arms. With a sincere heart, she ignorantly flattered him.

But Wei Lan at that time was full of Lu Mingsi's special attitude towards him, and never gave him a good look.

In the previous life, Wei Lan fulfilled the duties of the god son of the witch clan and played the role of the wife of the immortal. She worked hard for a hundred years and never felt ashamed of anyone except Xueji.

Wei Lan didn't know how he died, only that he died not long after she asked Lu Mingsi to drive him away.

He always had a trace of guilt and regret towards Xue Ji that was difficult to appease... Guilt at himself for venting his anger, regret at the trace of kindness that he had trampled on.

Xueji is tall, more than a head taller than Wei Lan, but he is extremely thin. Even in the dark, Wei Lan still noticed that the robe on his body was hanging on his body , the body covered below is so thin that it can be blown down directly by a gust of wind.

It turned out that before he was sent to the Pure World, he lived such a life...

Wei Lan pursed her lips, and in her memory, the big boy who clumsily held the flying star lotus and handed it to him appeared vividly in front of her eyes.

This time... let me treat you better.

The corner of Wei Lan's lips curled up quickly.

He took the mushroom, ignored Xueji's reluctant eyes, and put it aside casually. Before Xueji let out a low cry and wanted to come over to pick it up, he lowered his head, took out a piece of steamed bun from the mustard ring, and handed it over. .

——This was prepared by the clansmen before he got on the sedan chair.

People of the Witch Clan don't know much about the outside world, and they don't know what will happen to Lord Shenzi who marries into the Pure World, but they are afraid that he will not get used to life outside.

Just in case, the tribe packed Wei Lan with something full of mustard seed rings.

Thinking of the clansmen, the corners of Wei Lan's lips became more curved.

The steamed buns he handed out were fragrant and soft, and they were still in the state of just putting them in, which immediately attracted Xueji's attention.

The fragrance passed through first, Xue Ji's eyes lit up, and he stood up abruptly. The mushrooms he held in his arms like treasures spilled all over the ground. He didn't take a second look, and ran straight to Wei Lan's side.

He squatted beside the bed, reaching out to grab the piece of noodle cake, but Wei Lan slapped his hand away.

"...go and wash."

Wei Lan's face twitched slightly when she felt the strange sensation of touching her skin.

He tried his best to soften his tone, and wanted to adapt himself to such an environment, but getting used to it was not so easy to change.

Xueji tilted her head to look at him, blinked her eyes, then lowered her head and tried to reach the piece of noodle cake again.

He muttered softly: "No, you can't wash it... If someone sees it, it will be taken away..."

Wei Lan heard her heart beat suddenly faster, and vaguely understood something.

Seeing that his hand with black mud was about to touch the food, this time, Wei Lan directly held him down.

"……I will not do it again."

He held Xueji's hand, looked at him seriously, and said solemnly.

Xueji looked at him quietly for a while, the defense hidden deep in her eyes gradually disappeared, and her bright eyes gradually softened.

He nodded, withdrew his hand, and said seriously with a small face, "Listen, brother."

brother...

Wei Lan's eyes became softer and softer, and she acquiesced to this title.

Xue Ji didn't eat the noodle cake again, but pulled Wei Lan up and led him out of the cave.

The cave is in a particularly hidden corner.

After coming out, Xueji pulled him through several winding gaps, squeezed through two exits where he would be stuck if he was a bit fatter, and finally walked out of the winding passage .

The field of vision suddenly became empty, Wei Lan looked up, and saw a deep pool, reflecting the orange light on the rock wall, sparkling.

——This is the puddle he fell into when he fell from the sky.

Walking to the water pool, Xue Ji let go of Wei Lan's hand, turned her head to look at him, her purple eyes were sparkling, like a puppy waiting for an order from its master.

Even Wei Lan, who was always tense, was amused by his performance.

He patted Xueji on the back with a laugh, and urged: "Go, wash it quickly, you can eat after washing."

As he spoke, he shook the steamed bun in his hand, and saw that Xueji's head was also slightly swaying in the direction of the noodle cake.

Under Wei Lan's urging, Xue Ji finally withdrew her reluctant eyes, ran all the way to the pool, and jumped into it with a "plop".

Wei Lan dodged the splashing water, squatted down by the edge of the pool to wash her hands, then sat on the nearby stone, quietly watching the rippling water surface.

Amidst the sound of gurgling water, Wei Lan's amber eyes gradually became darker, and after she calmed down, complicated emotions gradually surfaced in her heart.

——Until now, he still felt that such unfettered freedom had an unreal feeling like he was still dreaming.

He actually, really ran out of that cage...

Wei Lan raised her head and looked at the translucent lake above her head.

It was already late at night outside, and the silvery moonlight passed through the abyss above his head, casting silver-like rays of light, like the silk gauze he had worn on his body, or the softest satin, just looking at it made people feel There is a sense of peace and tranquility in the bottom of my heart.

Under such moonlight, Mingyuan was peaceful, and there was no sign of anyone chasing after him.

Lu Mingsi...would he let him go so easily?

Wei Lan didn't know, she just looked at the moon in the water, but the corners of her lips curled up a little bit.

He closed his eyes, put his hands together, changed his sitting posture, and knelt on the ground.

Wei Lan sincerely prayed to the moon and to Jianmu in the distance, hoping that Lu Ming would forget his existence, let him go, and not send people to look for him, and don't get angry at the Wu Clan...

He hoped that Lu Mingsi could understand that he didn't love him anymore and didn't want to see him.

Even if time is turned back and everything is restarted, this matter will not change in the slightest.

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