Xianjun's stand-in ran away

The corners of Wei Lan's lips were slightly raised, and there was a little more agility in his obscure eyes. He bent down, and his soft lips swept over Lu Mingsi's earlobe. Ask for a truth he may not want.

"You said that Xueji was the backhand you prepared 20 years ago to prevent Tiandao from attacking you. What about me? Yuchu—" He closed his eyes, and when he called out the name again, he was a bit nervous. Exhausted from the exhaustion of all his strength, "...What is Yu Chu's reason for me to be born?"

Jixuan lowered his head, gently stroking the puppet's long hair with his fingertips, his voice softened, no longer so cold and piercing: "Because of an accident 20 years ago, Yuchu alone undertook the suppression of the heavenly law, and has been in chaos for a long time. This kind of deep sleep broke the link between him and you, allowing you to develop an independent will... 20 years ago, the heaven suddenly launched an attack, which not only distorted your fate, but also changed my fate and that of Yu Chu."

Originally, Wei Lan and Xue Ji shouldn't exist in this world, and even Lu Mingsi shouldn't have the chance to be promoted to the Immortal Venerable Realm.

Jixuan and Yuchu prepared for Tiandao's attack for a long time, but they were defeated by successive accidents and greedy people.

"When Yu first refined you, his original intention was to let your consciousness live in Jianmu to withstand the suppression of heaven."

But in the end, it was Yu Chu's will that was trapped in Jianmu for a long time, and he might not be able to wake up once in several years.

Refining.

Jixuan's careless words pierced through Wei Lan's heart like a sword.

He was "refined", and it was an accident beyond everyone's expectations.

Grandpa Wu Qi knew all this clearly, but kept it from him, and didn't tell him anything. Was he raised so much so that one day in the future, he could sleep in Jianmu's body instead of Yu Chu?

Wei Lan squeezed Lu Mingsi's collar tightly, his heart was throbbing violently, his face was contorted, the pain was about to burst his skin.

The truth is ugly, but it is true after all.

He couldn't lie to himself any longer.

Lu Ming couldn't see his expression like this, and held his hand again, full of distress, and persistently persuaded: "Lan Lan, don't ask, let's go back."

Lu Mingsi's palm was warm, as if ironing along the skin all the way to the bottom of his heart, so that Wei Lan's frozen heart could last a little longer and beat a little longer for himself.

The mist in the eyes gradually condensed, Wei Lan bit her lower lip tightly, trying not to let the tears fall.

He didn't want Jixuan to see him in a mess, so the hand he held with Lu Mingsi seemed to be the only source of strength that still supported him.

Wei Lan tried to maintain his composure, but his voice trembled slightly, revealing the wavering in his heart.

"The last question, is Xue Ji... still alive?"

Jixuan finally pulled his eyes away from the puppet, he gave a low laugh, looked up at Wei Lan, his eyes turned cold, revealing the cruelty he saw: "Good question. Is he alive or dead? How long you live... all depends on when you are willing to complete your mission."

Wei Lan froze.

Lu Mingsi also froze, and then a burst of rage rushed straight to Tianling, he shouted violently: "Jixuan!"

—How dare he!He actually wanted to use Xue Ji's life to force Wei Lan to die!

The dark eyes flowed with monstrous flames of anger, Lu Mingsi turned cold, and the majestic spiritual power poured into the void.

Following Lu Mingsi's rage, the entire Tianhe River Basin changed. Numerous tributaries stopped flowing, and translucent cracks spread all over the Tianhe River, dividing the Tianhe River across the sky into countless sections. The ice and snow palace also began to crack, and the dome cracked a few feet apart Long huge gap, the sky shines directly down.

The simple and simple natal spirit sword was grasped tightly by a generous and powerful hand. Lu Mingsi stared at Jixuan with murderous eyes, and with his fingertips, he was about to put Shi Shiran sitting next to the jade case. People are completely torn apart.

However, before he could make a move, a weak force came from the other hand.

"Asi, don't, don't shoot him." Wei Lan tugged at his arm, her voice sounded a little tired, but she stubbornly stopped him.

Compared with the power of the Immortal Venerable, the strength of the hand holding him is so weak, it is not worth mentioning that Lu Mingsi can easily break free if he wants to, but it is such a weak strength, but it seems to put him on He took off the shackles and put all his madness back in the cage.

Lu Mingsi turned his head, his dark eyes trembled slightly, and he didn't know when panic appeared: "Lan Lan, you won't believe his nonsense, will you?"

The fear of loss overwhelmed him, and he didn't know what else to do but plead.

Wei Lan avoided her gaze, pursed her lips lightly, and said again stubbornly: "Don't make a move."

As if to appease him, Wei Lan slowly fell onto his shoulder, hugged his neck tightly, and rang a low and dull voice close to Lu Mingsi's ear, with a little pleading: "Ah Si, Let's go back."

Wei Lan's breath spewed into Lu Mingsi's neck, one by one, with the temperature of his body, and his unique fragrance of grass and trees, making Lu Mingsi's mania and anxiety in his heart willingly covered with claws, and re- Shrunk back.

Lu Ming has already embraced the person in his arms, so hard that he seems to want to rub him into his body.

The person curled up in his neck trembled a little, but didn't say a word, but hugged him even harder.

"Okay, listen to you, let's go back."

Lu Mingsi gave Jixuan a final cold look, and left the ice and snow palace above the Milky Way with Wei Lan in his arms.

When the figures of the two of them completely disappeared from the end of the field of vision, Jixuan laughed lightly, picked up the jug on the table and filled the jade bone cup with wine, the transparent wine was poured into the snow-white bone cup, and flowed down the stem of the cup. It dripped out tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-till-now, he realized belatedly that because Lu Mingsi had put too much pressure on him, he had crushed the wine cup unknowingly and hadn't noticed it yet.

Jixuan looked at the wine dripping on the table, and pursed his lips in displeasure. After a while, he shook his head mockingly: "It's really not as good as before, to be scared by such a little guy..."

He moved the small wooden figure on the jade table to the side of the wine, and asked jokingly, "Yu Chu, would you like some?"

The villain was silent, but his arm suddenly turned into a cane and stretched out, twitching his face lightly.

"Hiss..." Jixuan rubbed the red marks on his face, licked his lower lip, narrowed his slender eyes slightly, and said in a drawn out voice, "Brother Yuchu, you hurt me, look, the one before that The wound the guy made is bleeding."

His ending sound was sweet and flying, as if he had changed from the indifferent and threatening fairy just now.

The little wooden figure ignored him and turned his back to him.

Jixuan snickered, and was about to stretch out his hand to pull Yu Chu over, when Yu Guang suddenly noticed something in the palace that was shining with silvery white light...

——It was a small "gift" left to him by Lu Mingsi before he left, and filled the whole hall with an invisible sword energy.

"That guy—" Jixuan gritted his teeth and cursed, his face contorted with anger, but it was too late to stop him.

He grabbed the little wooden figure and hugged him into his arms. The moment he finished this action, countless bright sword glows erupted.

After the earth-shattering earthquake, the dazzling sword light dissipated, but the ice and snow palace that originally stood in the center of countless suspended islands has disappeared, replaced by a ruined wall made of ice and snow.

With a clatter, Jixuan hugged the wooden figurine, pushed aside the collapsed dome and came out from under the ruins, but his spotless white clothes were already covered with dust, and even his hair was messy and curled up, covered with paste. Clumps of dirt.

Looking at the ruins on the ground, Jixuan roared angrily: "Ahhh, Lu Mingsi—!"

The wooden figurine in his arms had an unsightly expression on his face, pulled out two vines to cover his ears, nimbly jumped onto his shoulders and sat down, staring blankly at the direction in which the two left.

——Lan Lan must be very sad now, right?

Jixuan's angry roar could not reach Lu Mingsi's ears.

Because Ji Xuan was overcast before leaving, the anger in his heart was somewhat vented, and Lu Ming didn't show a cold face anymore.

He was worried about Wei Lan's state, and he was afraid that he would do something stupid because of Jixuan's threat, and he would be very irritable, but Wei Lan lay on his shoulder, as if he didn't want to talk, and he didn't know how to comfort him he.

What Lu Mingsi didn't know was that he was still by his side at this time, which was already the best comfort for Wei Lan.

Leaning on Lu Mingsi's shoulder, with her face pressed against his neck, Wei Lan suddenly felt an indescribable emptiness in the darkness where she couldn't see anything.

If fate is cruel to him, but it jokingly gave life to him who should not have been born, but if fate is merciful to him, but after he accepts his fate, it tells him that everything he cherishes all fake.

He is not a god son of the Wu tribe, and the respect of the tribe is not for him. He is just the "wu" that the Wu tribe treats Jianmu Aiwu and Wu.

Wei Lan couldn't control his thoughts, he couldn't help but think, did his extremely strong feelings towards the Wu Clan come from the sense of responsibility in his blood, or from his heart?If the identity given to him by Yu Chu is stripped away, how many people in the tribe he loves deeply, how many people really care about him?

Wei Lan was not sad when she decided to give up Lu Mingsi.

At that time, he thought that even if he lost his love, he still had his own home. Wei Lan belonged to the Wu Clan in southern Xinjiang, and even if he left Lu Mingsi, he would no longer have no connection with this world...

But Jixuan's words shattered the fantasy in his heart again, telling him cruelly that the witch clan is not his destination.

He has nothing.

Wei Lan didn't understand why he was so cruel to him, why he was made to lose the things he cared about time and time again, until he was alone and had nothing... In this world, what else belongs to him?

There is nothing left, lost love, lost destination, lost the link with this world, and even the meaning of his existence is for another person to bear the eternal sleep.

What is the need for him to live like this?

Maybe just like Jixuan said, to complete the mission he should have completed long ago is his only choice...

Wei Lan buried her head deeper, tears could no longer be restrained, pouring down.