Xianjun's stand-in ran away

Wei Lan didn't give him a chance to buffer, there was a little more eagerness in his eyes, and he said to Lu Mingsi with strong emotions: "Let go."

Lu Ming trembled for a moment, then stared at him for a while, seeing that he still had no intention of changing his mind, endured the depression in his heart, and scattered the invisible sword energy that was binding the demon cultivator.

The next moment when he broke free from the shackles, Moxiu with red eyes waved his sharp nails and rushed towards Wei Lan.

That insignificant distance disappeared in the blink of an eye. Moxiu, with his light green nails, slashed straight at Wei Lan's white and fragile neck, intending to tear him open.

Wei Lan straightened her neck slightly, without flickering, but the ridgeline was tight, making the swan's neck look smooth and fair, which made people feel the urge to smear something on it.

——If you sprinkle rose petals or blood, it should be very beautiful, right?

Lu Mingsi's eyes widened, his Adam's apple rolled, and his hands clenched into fists.

Wei Lan looked at the sharp claws in front of him, so calm that he seemed to have lost the feeling of fear. He tilted his head slightly, turning a blind eye to the fierce Moxiu, and only stared at Lu Mingsi behind Moxiu.

The man stared at Moxiu who was about to tear Wei Lan's chest apart, his eyes were about to split open, and his figure leaned forward slightly, as if he was about to rush forward in the next second, tearing apart all creatures that dared to attack Wei Lan, The man hugged him tightly and protected him.

But Wei Lan's icy cold piercing eyes still appeared in front of his eyes, his fingertips twitched, and finally clenched tightly, closing his eyes.

——Since you can't bear to see it... then don't watch it.

But even if you don’t look at it anymore, restrain your spiritual consciousness, and lock it tightly in your body, the previous scene will still evolve automatically in the dark. In the next scene, Lan Lan’s neck will be broken, or her chest will be torn open...

Scenes are all the possibility of Wei Lan's tragic death in front of him. Lu Ming has to restrain himself desperately to control himself from moving. Even though he has tried so hard, his body still seems to have its own will, wanting to move forward, Want to tear up all the creatures that are malicious to Wei Lan... Then, swear your own ownership.

——Wei Lan is his property, how can he allow others to hurt him?

But he agreed to Wei Lan, saying that nothing can break the agreement, he must, must trust him more.

Lu Mingsi clenched his back molars, violent spiritual power surged in his body, he was afraid that he would not be able to help himself, so he simply tied himself up with invisible sword energy.

——Wei Lan won't let him use sword energy to help, so he can tie himself up, right?

Wei Lan saw with his own eyes that Lu Mingsi struggled several times to make a move, but in the end he closed his eyes completely and remained motionless, which surprised him...

Lu Mingsi, who has such a strong desire to control, would actually let himself face this demon cultivator.

Wei Lan felt an indescribable feeling in her heart—in the previous life, if he hadn't been so considerate of Lu Mingsi, had erected his edges and corners early, and worked out a way that was acceptable to both of them, their result...was Wouldn't it be different?

Unfortunately, there is no if in the world.

Wei Lan lowered his eyes and met the pair of scarlet eyes in front of him. He saw the desire for blood and the excitement about to finish the killing in the eyes of the other party, but he dismissed them.

Moxiu's sharp nails easily tore the white and fragile neck in front of him, but what puzzled him was that there was no blood flowing from the huge wound...

Moxiu froze for a moment.

But it was this moment of sluggishness that took his life.

Wei Lan pressed Moxiu's head expressionlessly, and pressed down hard!

With a puff, the vine spear drilled from the ground pierced Moxiu's heart, smashing his Purple Mansion, as well as the Nascent Soul in the Purple Mansion.

Moxiu fell down, turned his head backwards, and watched the sky getting farther and farther away from him... Only then did he realize that what he just tore was not the neck of the thin young man in front of him, but a simulated skin color. A mimic vine.

The torn vine squirmed and pieced itself together, turning back to its own dark blue color, climbing up Wei Lan's feet, and almost blending with the dark blue clothes , do not distinguish each other.

The rattan moved close to Wei Lan's cheek, twisted his body, and rubbed his face affectionately.

Wei Lan pointed twice at the rattan with her fingertips. The rattan shook her body and left contentedly. It retracted all the way along the ground and soon hung itself on the Tianwu tree above.

After returning to southern Xinjiang, Wei Lan no longer needs to cut his wrists to feed blood as before when manipulating plants.

Lu Mingsi moved his ear tips and caught the muffled sound of his body falling to the ground. He subconsciously opened his eyes and saw Wei Lan who was wiping his hands with a handkerchief.

The man looked relaxed and indifferent, wiping his fingers with a handkerchief focused and earnestly. He was wearing a dark blue robe that fell to his feet. Because he had been torn off by a vine before, he exposed a clear section of his collarbone, and the vine still remained. The faint red marks left by climbing.

He was too calm, and his body was not stained with dust. Moxiu struggled for a long time without a drop of blood on him, which made him look like he just woke up from a nap, not a fight with someone. There is a kind of laziness and casualness about everything.

Lu Mingsi's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the corners of his lips subconsciously curved into a relaxed smile, and he couldn't help calling out: "Lanlan..."

Wei Lan wiped off the fingertips that had just touched Moxiu one by one until he was sure that there was no more breath left, then he calmly put away the handkerchief, raised his eyes, looked at Lu Mingsi, and used a kind of He said in a slightly exaggerated tone: "It's not easy, but Immortal Minghui was able to resist the urge to make a move. He didn't make a big deal and dealt with all the creatures around me that might threaten my life in advance. It is worthy of praise." .”

Lu Mingsi: "..."

Although he did have this thought, but if someone really said it, he would always have a sense of discomfort of being executed publicly.

He turned his head awkwardly, then immediately turned to look at Wei Lan, raised his chin slightly, his eyes were full of joy, and he was a little complacent about achieving his goal: "Lan Lan, look... I promised you, I did it , can I continue to pursue you?"

Lu Mingsi wanted to get closer to Wei Lan, but just as he took a step, Wei Lan instinctively took a step back, pinning him in place with a warning gaze.

Lu Mingsi was a little helpless, but he still obediently stayed away.

Wei Lan tilted her head and thought for a while, seeing Lu Mingsi's slightly complacent expression, somehow, she didn't want to see him so happy again.

He pondered for a while, and said slowly: "I did it, but I didn't fully do it."

Lu Mingsi: "?"

The smile on his face froze, he paused, and then he asked incomprehensibly, "...what?"

"What I just said is that once you dare to use your spiritual power, then I will take it as you..." Wei Lan raised her eyelids, Qing Lingling looked at him quietly, and said in a firm tone: " You just used your spiritual power, right?"

Lu Mingsi gritted his teeth, not wanting to admit his embarrassing operation just now, and tried to get away with it: "I swear, I never took action against that demon."

Wei Lan blinked, "Indeed, that's why I said I did it, but you still used your spiritual power, right?"

Lu Mingsi was hit by him again and again today, and he didn't know where he had lost his usual noble demeanor. He broke down and growled in a low voice: "Can't I tie myself up?!"

Wei Lan was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized what he had done with his spiritual power just now.

——Lu Mingsi was afraid that he would violate the agreement, so he tied himself up with invisible sword energy!Is he a fool?How could such a thing be done?

Wei Lan pursed her lips hard, thinking about Lu Mingsi's face, she tried her best not to laugh out loud.

He was willing to consider for Lu Mingsi, but Xueji was not. He wished that this annoying person would lose face in front of his brother.

"Pfft, hahaha." Beside Wei Lan, Xue Ji who didn't know when strolled over, smiled and bent over, and pretended to be unsteady, leaning on Wei Lan.

Wei Lan was knocked by him, and the smothered smile couldn't hold back, and overflowed.

Lu Mingsi's face turned blue, he gritted his teeth and glared at the kid leaning on Wei Lan, wishing he could chew him to pieces: "Lan, Lan! What's so funny about this?"

He obviously tried very hard and desperately in order to keep the agreement, but Lan Lan actually laughed at him with that bastard?

Lu Mingsi's handsome face turned green and white, staring at Xueji viciously for a while, and glanced at Wei Lan accusingly for a while, his whole person was a bit prestige.

Wei Lan looked at it, feeling inexplicably relieved, and the seal on her heart relaxed a little.

When he laughed out loud, he realized that he had done something wrong, he coughed lightly to stop his laughter, looked back seriously, and did not forget to twist Xueji's arm, warning him not to go too far.

But such a move made Lu Mingsi feel even more sad.

——He originally thought that Wei Lan treated Xue Ji as a younger brother, but now he is not so sure.

At the very least, that guy named "Xue Ji" definitely didn't just see Wei Lan as his elder brother, he definitely had an impure mind!

Thinking about it again, Lu Mingsi recalled that in the previous life, this furnace had no name, until Wei Lan kindly helped him to name it, and told everyone that his name was Xue Ji, so don't use "Lu Ding" again. Refer him.

Remembering this incident, Lu Mingsi's heart skipped a beat, and certain conjectures were presented to him in an almost irrefutable way.

——If it was Wei Lan from the previous life, she would... hate herself, right?

He observed Wei Lan's expression, but found that he was calm when facing him, so Lu Mingsi, who originally didn't want to believe that guess, convinced himself again.

He didn't want to watch the intimate interaction between the two of them anymore, and tried to attract Wei Lan's attention to himself, "Lan Lan, don't mean nothing, I promised you, I have done it, you can't use such a ridiculous reason Refuse me."

He unconsciously put on a bit of aloofness again, and Wei Lan frowned slightly when he heard that, before that subtle emotion had time to rise, it was scattered in his heart again.

"I'm not you, so I don't take what I said personally," Wei Lan paused, and insisted: "But, you did use your spiritual power..."

"Lan Lan, I—" Lu Ming was a little anxious, he didn't want to make Wei Lan unhappy, but if Wei Lan really didn't allow him to appear in front of his eyes, how could he do it? !

"But! Listen to me!" Wei Lan raised her voice and glared at him, "You don't have to bear the punishment for breaking the agreement, but I don't want you to continue pursuing me."

Before Lu Ming had time to be happy, his heart sank again, feeling empty.

He looked at Wei Lan in a daze, and asked, "Why?"

"Because your pursuit brings me nothing but trouble and distress," Wei Lan looked at him, and for the first time in her life, she asked out the questions that had been suppressed in her heart for countless years.

"Lu Mingsi, this world doesn't revolve around you. Things that make you happy may make me very painful. Even so... you still have to choose to pursue me, let me endure the troubles and troubles it brings, let yourself Your selfish desires are satisfied. You like this...why can you call this feeling like liking?"

Because of the agreement, Lu Mingsi felt that he still had some unquenched hope, and his mind was stunned.

——Is it true that if you love him, you can only choose to stay away from him?

Lu Mingsi opened his mouth, and subconsciously defended himself: "But, loving someone... will bring a corresponding possessive desire, just wanting to keep him by my side forever..."

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Mouth: I was wrong.

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