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On the day of Wen Lanqing's wedding, the long-lost Wen Mansion became lively, with festive and cheerful suona sounds, brilliant lights, roaring firecrackers, and congratulatory sounds from the guests.

Wen Lanqing was dressed in a complicated and gorgeous red wedding dress, shuttled among the guests, his smile faded, and he pushed and changed glasses. He was very poor at drinking, and his face turned red after a while, but he still smiled happily.

Zi Che, who was dressed in a white wide-sleeved robe, stood quietly in front of the door, looking at him with a smile. Wen Lanqing turned her head slightly, her eyes met, she was slightly taken aback, and then raised her lips and smiled slightly.

He stepped forward, looked at Zi Che'an, smiled lightly and said, "You're here."

Zi Che'an nodded, seeing that his face was red and he was already drunk, he couldn't help jokingly said: "If you drink so much, you won't be able to pay your respects when the bride arrives."

Wen Lanqing's face was full of embarrassment, she lowered her eyes slightly, covered her lips and coughed lightly, and said, "I didn't drink too much, it was mixed with water."

As far as the amount of wine he poured in a glass, today's wedding might not be able to go on without water.

The two chatted for a while, Wen Lanqing took him to sit, and the bride's sedan chair arrived after a while, Wen Lanqing signaled to him, and then went out to meet the bride.

The bride's name is Lan Yanlin. She is the eldest lady of another family. Her parents died early, and she lives with her grandparents. Her grandparents passed away a few years ago. Wen Lanqing married her and gained the power of the Lan family as a matter of course.

The Wen family and the Lan family are family friends for many years. Lan Yanlin grew up with Wen She since childhood, and met Wen Lanqing a few times. If nothing happened to Wen She, they should be the ones holding the wedding at this time.

Wen Lanqing took Lan Yanlin's hand, smiled slightly, and gently led her into the auditorium. Amidst the congratulations of everyone, the sound of firecrackers, the bridesmaid shouted loudly:

"One Worship"

As soon as the words fell, Lan Yanlin suddenly took a step back, tore off the phoenix crown on his head, and his long hair like a waterfall swayed slightly in the air. Amidst the screams of the crowd, he raised his hand to circulate spiritual energy, and transformed into a saber, facing Wen Lanqing stabbed away.

It happened very quickly, and everyone was shocked. Before they could react, Zi Che'an took the lead and flew forward, protecting Wen Lanqing behind him. He was stabbed with a sword, and blood slowly flowed from his mouth. It seemed to be a little darker, his complexion was slightly pale, and his smiling eyes were full of heartache and disbelief.

Lan Yanlin was shaken back a few steps, but he did not give up, he clenched his long sword and attacked the two of them.

Zi Che'an protected Wen Lanqing behind him, and dodged Lan Yanlin's attack. Lan Yanlin couldn't attack for a long time, and was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Only then did Wen Lanqing slowly recover, see you!She vomited blood and looked worried, just as she was about to step forward to support her, Zi Che'an grabbed his hand and shook her head slightly.

Wen Lanqing froze for a moment, looked at the bloody sword in Lan Yanlin's hand, and the resentful eyes looking at him, closed his eyes slightly, covered up his sadness and heartache, and asked tremblingly, "You want to kill me?"

Lan Yanlin snorted coldly, staggered and stood upright, looked at him coldly, and said angrily: "Kill you? Not only will I kill you, but I will also tear you into pieces and use your blood to pay homage to me." Parents, let you pay for brother She's life!"

Hearing this, the guests gasped, amazed that she would say such terrible words, and also marveled at the content of her words.

Lan Yanlin's parents died more than ten years ago, on the way of hunting with Wen Zhuo and his wife. After Wen Zhuo and his wife became demons, some people speculated that they were the killers, but because there was no evidence, they were not brought to light. Let's talk about it.

Now that Lan Yanlin keeps clamoring to use Wen Lanqing's blood to pay homage to the Lan family couple, it seems that their death is inseparable from Wen Zhuo and his wife.

Zi Che'an looked at Lan Yanlin, and said with a cold expression, "What does your parents' death have anything to do with him?! Wen She was killed by me, and I should be the one who pays for his life."

Wen Lanqing had known him for many years, and it was the first time he saw such an expression on his face. She felt sore, she gently tugged at his sleeve, and said in a low voice, "You don't have to stand up for me."

Zi Che'an looked back at him with soft eyes, and said softly, "Don't talk too much, I will protect you."

Wen Lanqing smiled lightly and shook her head, walked out from behind him, looked at Lan Yanlin, and said, "No one knows what happened back then, how can you be sure that your parents were killed by mine? As for Wen She, who molested the nun, If you don’t have a strong heart, you won’t regret death.”

Lan Yanlin clenched his sword tightly, his pretty face was full of hatred, and he said bitterly: "The two of Wen Dai are cruel and immoral, and their murderous nature is hard to get rid of. How many lives are there in their hands? My parents hunted together with the two of them. , was brutally murdered, but the two of them lived well. They were sentenced to leave the sect, practice evil ways, and commit all kinds of evil. Who else is such a person?! Brother Wen She is a refined gentleman, and he is a leader in the world-cultivating family. He molested the female cultivator, you said he killed innocent people indiscriminately, but..."

She snorted coldly, walked slowly towards Wen Lanqing, and said word by word: "You are just a descendant of the demon clan, how many people believe what you say? Demons are born filthy, and they are full of conspiracy and lies in their bones. Tell me, how can I trust you?"

She said word by word, walked slowly to Wen Lanqing's side, sneered, and said in a low voice: "Marrying you... I feel sick just thinking about it..."

After finishing speaking, the spiritual energy in his hand turned, and he raised his sword to stab forward. Zi Che'an's eyes narrowed, he protected Wen Lanqing, and slashed towards Lanyan Forest with his palm, but Wen Lanqing took his hand and said, "Don't hurt her. "

Lan Yanlin's blood surged suddenly, his face flushed, his body's spiritual power was disordered, he shouted, and attacked him, Zi Che'an protected him, and subdued her without hurting her, Lan Yanlin was bound Bound with a fairy net, struggling, spitting out blood, he stabbed his heart with a sword fiercely, under Wen Lanqing's startled gaze, weeping blood every word: "Even if I die, I will turn into a ghost, so you can't help it!" peaceful!"

Saying this, falling backwards, angry no more,

After such a thing happened, the wedding banquet ended hastily. Zi Che'an helped Wen Lanqing, who had lost his mind, back to his room, and carefully treated his wound. Seeing him staring blankly at the roof, he sighed softly, and said in a deep voice: "She doesn't know you, that's why it's like this, it's not your fault."

Hearing this, Wen Lanqing's eyes moved, and she looked at him slowly, her eyes were a little red, and she murmured, "It's not my fault?"

Zi Che'an responded softly, gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said softly: "Well...you are fine, they just don't understand you."

However, Wen Lanqing closed her eyes lightly, her voice trembling: "Zi Che'an... Am I really, really dirty?"

Zi Che'an was stunned for a moment, with a distressed expression on his face, and said softly, "It's not dirty, it's clean, and it's very good...Those, it's not your fault. Even if people in the world don't understand you, I will stand by your side."

Wen Lanqing's eyelashes trembling slightly with moisture, gently tugged at the corner of her back, and said softly with a crying tone: "...Zi Che'an"

Zi Che'an: "Huh?"

"Thank you"

*****

After that day, Wen Lanqing fell silent, no one had seen him except Zi Che'an.

It was rumored by outsiders that he grieved too much, and he didn't want to think about these sad things anymore, and he didn't want to take care of the Wen family's affairs anymore.

As for the outside discussion about the Wen and Lan families, they never survived.

Two months later, Wen Lanqing reappeared in front of everyone. He was still the gentle, gentle and modest young man with a smile on his face. It seemed that the Lanyan Forest incident had never happened.

Zi Che'an returned to Wugou Valley, and spent all day with mountains, rivers, rivers, and spiritual herbs. Occasionally, when he looked at the wooden boy watering, a pair of smiling eyes would appear in his mind, he smiled slightly, and closed his eyes without saying a word.

Wugou Valley is the spiritual vein of Beiqi Mountain, full of spiritual energy. Under the influence of such an environment and Zi Che'an's influence, all kinds of spiritual plants have become more intelligent, and even the wooden boy he made has also changed.

After Wen Lanqing became the head of the family, things were busy, but every once in a while, he would always find time to chat with Zi Che'an, drink, chat, and dance with swords when he was interested, and go boating. No matter what he did, it always made people happy happy.

Sometimes they meet to go down the mountain to hunt. Wen Lanqing practiced without a guide, and read and studied by himself. After all, he was a bit worse. In addition, he had missed the best practice time during practice, so his cultivation was not considered advanced.

On this day, the two of them came back from a full hunt, and they happened to pass by a wine shop. Zi Che'an was addicted to alcohol, so he took Wen Lanqing in and took a seat. He was used to drinking such good wine as Sweet Dream, and the wine in ordinary wine shops felt tasteless. Lack of interest, he propped his chin and looked out the window lazily, occasionally speaking a word or two to Wen Lanqing.

Just when I was bored, a table of guests suddenly came downstairs. They were dressed as disciples of aristocratic families who were out hunting. After they sat down, they began to discuss what happened during the hunting. Put it in their direction, hold a cup, and listen quietly.

After chatting about hunting, a young monk said: "I heard that the head of the Wen family is also hunting nearby. I wonder if anyone will meet him."

Another monk chuckled and said, "So what if we meet, can we still count on him to help bring down that goblin? His level of cultivation is probably not as high as yours."

"These words are different. Although Sect Master Wen's cultivation level is relatively low, he is still the Patriarch of an aristocratic family after all. He must have countless top-grade spiritual weapons on his body. He probably won't even be able to use his spiritual power when he encounters mountain spirits and wild monsters."

Everyone laughed, drank and ate vegetables, and chatted: "However, I also admire Wen Lanqing. The last incident involved the entire Lan family. He seems to be okay. If it were me, I would have been ashamed and angry. committed suicide."

"If he is like you, he can be the owner of the family. You underestimate him. Who is Wen Lanqing? The sons of Wen Zhuo and Dai Wanrong, two devils, can they have no tricks and tricks? Let alone be the owner of the family." It’s a miracle that he’s still alive.”

Several people clinked glasses and said with a smile: "It's sad to say, the Wen family has been a family for a hundred years, and it will fall into the hands of such a person, the legacy of the demon clan, it's ridiculous."

"Okay, don't talk about it, I'm worried about being overheard."

"Just listen to it, if you have the ability to kill me, I can finish him with a single sword."

Even so, the few people changed the subject and had a lively meal.

In the private room on the second floor, Zi Che'an's expression gradually turned cold, and he stood up from the chair. Wen Lanqing quickly took his hand, shook his head, and said with a chuckle, "Don't worry."

Seeing the smile on his face, Zi Che'an snorted coldly, sat down on the chair again, and said, "The disciples of the masters of the family are just a bunch of gossips."

Touching the softness in his heart, Wen Lanqing smiled softly, poured him a glass of wine, and said softly: "Let them tell, I've gotten used to it for so many years, and besides, a few words can't hurt me."

Zi Che'an was a little displeased, he drank the wine in one gulp, and remained silent.

Wen Lanqing smiled, and told him about the interesting things he had encountered recently.

On a day in June, the girl's face was bright and sunny one second, and it was pouring rain the next, so the two found a nearby inn to stay.

After chatting with Zi Che'an for a while, Wen Lanqing returned to his room. He poured a cup of hot tea, sat on the chair and took a sip, then sat motionless and quietly until the teacup in his hand was crushed, The tea water fell down on the table along the palm of his hand, and finally moved.

He raised his head slightly, looking at the non-stop rain outside the window, his deep pupils were faintly shimmering.

It was raining heavily, and the itinerary of several disciples of the aristocratic family was also disrupted. Yu Jian returned the same way, planning to find an inn nearby to stay as well.

They had just lowered their flying swords when a figure slowly walked out in the heavy rain.

The sky was a little dark, and the rain was heavy, and I covered my eyes, so I couldn't see the man's appearance clearly.

A man said: "What's the matter with this fellow Taoist?"

The person on the opposite side didn't speak. In the heavy rain, the sword in his hand glowed with a faint light.

Everyone was startled, and immediately stood on guard, grabbed the hilt of their swords, and said in a deep voice, "What does this fellow Taoist mean?!"

The person on the opposite side smiled softly, his voice was as gentle as jade, with a three-point smile, but it made people feel terrified.

The man walked in gradually, revealing a handsome and extraordinary face.

One of them recognized him and was shocked: "Sect Master Wen?!"

"What?! Sect Master Wen?"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to greet him, Wen Lanqing suddenly smiled softly, and pierced a disciple's throat with his spirit sword, blood spurted out, his eyes widened in horror, he groaned a few words, and straightened his back down.

Everyone was shocked, and hurriedly drew their swords and waited for them, but Wen Lanqing didn't give them a chance to react. Holding the spirit sword in his hand, his movements were unpredictable. Blood gushed out wherever he went, and a ball of red things fell on the ground. Take a closer look, It was a tongue.

It was raining hard enough to wash everything away, and the town was haunted by goblins, and no one would know what happened tonight.

Wen Lanqing breathed out lightly, as if a little tired, looking at the blood stained on the sword, his eyebrows were full of disgust, he squatted down, and wiped the spirit sword with the dead disciple's clothes.

The movements are slow, graceful and gentle as always.

In the sound of rain, there was gradually the sound of footsteps and raindrops falling on the umbrella surface. Wen Lanqing lowered her eyes and sighed softly, as if she was a little impatient.

He raised his head, followed the sound, his eyes met each other, and when he saw the person clearly, his heart skipped a beat, his heart turned cold, and the color on his face was gone. A very ugly smile.

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