Xianjun's stand-in ran away

From the trace of guilt in Lu Mingsi's eyes, Wei Lan caught the unscrupulousness that belonged to the past.

He suddenly remembered that the reason why he was so obsessed with Shuangxiu at the beginning was because one time when Lu Mingsi took him to the human world, he was very curious about brothels, so he pestered Lu Mingsi to take him around for a while. The girls and boys in the village didn't dare to provoke the cold and stern Lu Mingsi, and all surrounded Wei Lan to get intimate with him.

Wei Lan thought that Lu Mingsi saw all the infatuation with her, and didn't take it seriously, and didn't plan to make a special trip to talk to him.

Not long after returning from the city that time, the defeated Suyuan Pavilion sent Xue Ji, that is, that time, Lu Ming, who had never been close to beauty, accepted Xue Ji. Wei Lan, who had a body constitution, also learned the meaning of the furnace during the chat among the monks on duty.

At that time, he was still adhering to the philosophy of the Wu Clan, thinking that since Lu Mingsi married him, he would naturally be loyal to each other for the rest of his life. When harvesting the supplements, the whole person received a huge blow, and rushed to the Tianji Hall without hesitation and made a big fuss.

It turned out that he went at the wrong time. Lu Mingsi was talking to someone from a certain power. Wei Lan was angry and sad at that time. Narumi asked for peace of mind, what else could he do.

So he forced Lu Mingsi to make a promise to himself in front of outsiders in the Tianji Palace. Maybe this kind of behavior offended the majesty of Immortal Minghui, and Wei Lan turned cold towards him when he saw Lu Mingsi for the first time. , Asked the servants to carry him back to the bedroom.

Wei Lan couldn't believe that Lu Mingsi would treat her like this, but Lu Mingsi's behavior seemed to confirm those rumors more and more...

He cried all night in the dormitory, and when he woke up the next day, he burned the wedding dress that he had always regarded as a treasure, and burned all the traces he left in the dormitory. Not being loyal to him, he decided to make a clean break and rushed to the Tianji Hall again, but this time, drinking alone in the hall did not have the indifference of yesterday, and accepted his request with a lofty attitude of indulging him in unreasonable troubles.

But he is obviously not making trouble for no reason...

Wei Lan forgave Lu Mingsi, but that grievance took root deep in her heart, and even today, she still can't let it go.

That was the first knot between Wei Lan and Lu Mingsi that always made him brood.

Now that he tried hard to recall, he just remembered that until Lu Mingsi sent Xueji away, he did not punish those few monks who he heard gossip.

Wei Lan stepped forward with her long legs and stopped in front of Lu Mingsi.

The anger in his eyes became more and more intense, and he was suppressed again: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Lu Mingsi stopped in his tracks, his star-like eyes were a little dim, facing Wei Lan's eyes soaked in chill, he restrained his fear of losing, and bent slightly: "...Yes, I'm sorry. "

Wei Lan gritted her teeth and asked numbly, "...why?"

Lu Mingsi was silent for a while, and a look of embarrassment flashed across his face: "I want to confirm that you love me."

But the time when Wei Lan came to make trouble was too inappropriate, the prying eyes of the lord of the Snow God Palace fixed him on the high seat, so that he could not hug her into his arms to coax Wei Lan after Wei Lan had disgraced him good.

At that time, he didn't dare to let anyone know how much he cared about the person in front of him, because he was afraid that he would lose... But even though he was so cautious, he still lost him in the end.

Lu Mingsi tremblingly stretched out his hand and grabbed Wei Lan's sleeve, "Lan Lan, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong. At that time, the cultivation world had just been pacified, and I wasn't sure how to deal with all the enemies. I was afraid they would attack you , I am even more afraid that they will attack the Wu Clan..."

He was afraid that Wei Lan would be forced to make a choice that couldn't be both, so at the beginning, he erased one of the options.

He thought that he could make the choice for Wei Lan.

"Lan Lan, I'm sorry..."

The hand that was pulling Wei Lan's sleeve could be called cautious, with the fingertips holding the fabric of the cuff weakly, with a bit of begging intent, not daring to show a strong posture.

But can a humble gesture erase the bastard things he did?

Wei Lan looked at him coldly, ignoring the begging in his eyes, and firmly pulled his sleeve out of Lu Mingsi's hand inch by inch, and then, as if nothing had happened to him, Leaning forward to help him straighten the open front of his chest.

Overwhelmed with anger, he calmed down completely.

Lu Mingsi was right, the previous injuries had already happened, and he was destined to carry these scars with him for the rest of his life. Instead of remembering the pain of the past, he might as well release the bugs that tormented him in his heart...

——Why, he is the only one suffering from it?

Lu Ming seemed to have expected something, his face turned pale for a moment, then he looked down at him with a bit of determination, and softened his eyebrows and eyes: "If you have any anger that you can't vent, just vent it to me."

"I will." Wei Lan murmured, tearing off his thin underwear, tracing the light pink wound across his chest.

Because of his spiritual power, even after getting rid of the alien qi left by the white-haired man, Lu Mingsi's wounds still haven't completely healed. The skin and flesh around the wounds are new, delicate and soft, following the beating of the heart. resonate.

Wei Lan's fingertips brushed over, leaving red marks on the white and tender skin, as if she was measuring something.

Lu Mingsi's Adam's apple twitched, and he could hardly bear to shake his hand.

He hasn't been close to Wei Lan for a long time, and doing nothing... almost exhausted all his willpower.

Wei Lan put her palm on his chest, raised her head, and asked with undisguised malice: "Under here, is the heart? Isn't there anything blocking it?"

Lu Mingsi's fingertips convulsed for a moment. The monk's instinct made him want to dodge, but he forcibly restrained that instinct and stuck in place like a nail.

He pulled the corner of his lower lip stiffly, and the tenderness and terror in his eyes could drown people, "Yes, there is a heart underneath, but without a weapon, it is very difficult for you to hurt my heart, you can..."

He grabbed Wei Lan's hand, turned it to the right by a few centimeters, pressed it down, and touched the rib under the muscle, "—if I break my rib at this angle, it may penetrate the heart somewhat. "

He gave a dumb laugh, but finally couldn't hold it back, he held Wei Lan's hand and kneaded it, his eyes became a little dark.

—— Wei Lan's fingers are very thin and soft, and it is impossible to imagine that the owner of these hands would do such a cruel thing.

But that's just what he thought.

Wei Lan opened his hands one by one, wiped the skin on his hands uncomfortably, pursed her lips, and tentatively smiled: "How much is it possible?"

Lu Mingsi froze for a moment, lowered his eyes slightly, facing the surging malice in Shang Weilan's eyes, "...[-]% chance."

"Enough." Wei Lan gave a low laugh. He measured the angle of the impact with his hands, and from time to time raised his head and gave Lu Mingsi a playful look, as if asking, "Are you really not hiding?"

It seemed to be good intentions, but in fact it was mixed with cold temptations. Wei Lan wanted to see how sincere Lu Mingsi's heart for atonement was?

Every time Lu Mingsi met his eyes, he would try his best to pull his pale face and give him an encouraging smile.

encourage what?Encourage him to break his ribs and drive his ribs through his heart?

Wei Lan curled her lower lip mockingly.

Maybe he should soften his heart, but this time, he didn't want to.

Wei Lan turned around without warning, then exhausted all her strength, and hit Lu Mingsi's ribs hard with an elbow.

Lu Ming could dodge it, but he still didn't dodge in the end, Wei Lan's movements seemed slow to him, he watched the malice in his eyes finally surge out, with an indescribable interest, he knocked broke his ribs...

That angle is exactly the same as the angle that Lu Mingsi told him could penetrate the heart.

The sound of bone breaking sounded, and Lu Ming felt that the shattered rib pierced obliquely into the heart, and pierced out from the other end. He couldn't control it anymore, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to his knees. on the ground.

The piercing of the heart made Lu Mingsi's already messy body even more chaotic. Every time the clear spiritual energy passed through the meridians, it was like scraping the bone and knocking the marrow, but in order not to die of heart failure, he had to use spiritual power to heal it again and again. Healing the wounds on the heart, enduring the pain of spiritual ecstasy.

In the previous life, if Wei Lan hadn't been persevering in helping him purify his spiritual power, he would have had to bear such pain every time he made a move, but now, no one would remember that he would be in pain, and would do his best to help him purify his spiritual power. strength.

In a daze, Lu Mingsi saw a pair of feet appearing in front of his eyes, and an ethereal and soft voice sounded: "Will you die?"

Lu Mingsi moved his lips, opened his mouth, and spat out another mouthful of blood. He stamped his natal spirit sword on the ground and shook his head with difficulty.

"I won't die..." Wei Lan sighed, I don't know whether it's luck or regret, after knowing the answer, he didn't miss it any more, he simply turned around and left, the corner of the dark blue robe floated in front of Lu Mingsi's eyes, He grabbed it subconsciously, but he didn't catch anything, leaving only a trace of blood on it.

The man's footsteps were getting farther and farther away, Lu Ming closed his eyes, endured the severe pain of spiritual energy rolling through his meridians, and tried his best to heal the wound on his chest.

He has to catch up as soon as possible...

Wei Lan walked hurriedly, but her face was a little careless.

He thought he would be reluctant to strike at Lu Mingsi, but in fact he did not hesitate when he struck... After that swing, it seemed that there were some little bugs gnawing at his heart, and they disappeared without a sound.

Wei Lan rubbed her heart subconsciously, he knew what kind of pain that person was suffering at this time, but there was no more pain for him here, or rather, he felt a long-lost joy...

If Lu Mingsi wanted to make amends, then he would give him that chance.

The person who used to be high above, who let him get whatever he wants, now lowers his head in humility, just to make up for some of the wounds of the past... As long as he thinks that Lu Mingsi is also savoring the pain that once tortured him, Wei Lan feels very sad carefree.

Maybe, he and Lu Mingsi are the same person, they both love themselves more than each other, and care more about their gains and losses in this relationship, until the day when the balance is completely out of balance, all calculation formulas collapse.

They tortured each other, but they were unwilling to let each other go.

Wei Lan licked her dry lips, but unexpectedly found that she was actually smiling.

He touched the corner of his mouth, a little dazed.

Why is he laughing?

It turned out that he... really never let go.