When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Wei Wuxian's wrist flips and his moves flow smoothly

, extremely familiar, strong and soft without losing strength.

Lan Zhan looked at him as he smoothly performed the Lan family's sword skills around him, completely in disbelief.

Not to mention that their Lan family's swordsmanship is not easy to learn, and he didn't feel any spiritual fluctuations on his body at all, he was just an ordinary human body.

It was really unusual that someone had such a talent that he could replicate the moves he had just performed exactly.

After the performance, Wei WuXian carried the willow branch on his back like a sword and walked towards him leisurely: "How is it? Is my practice any different from yours?"

Lan Zhan looked at his confident words and that bright smile, which overlapped with his every word, and somehow his heart skipped a beat.

He was not unfamiliar with this feeling, as he often felt this way when Wei Wuxian teased him before.

Lan Zhan turned his face away unnaturally. He was actually full of contempt in his heart. How could she have such feelings towards him? How was this different from his adult self?

The shell of 'Mo Xuanyu' is 1.8 meters tall, much taller than the underage little Lan Zhan.

Wei WuXian saw that he was ignoring him, so he bent over and approached him: “Why aren’t you talking? Are you feeling inferior?”

Thinking of this, Lan Zhan glared at him fiercely, quickly left him, walked to the stone bench and stone table beside him and sat down without saying a word.

“???” Wei WuXian thought: What’s wrong? Is he angry? Is it because his swordsmanship is so good that it irritates him? No way, was Lan Zhan so fragile when he was a child? ! !

Wei WuXian carefully moved towards him, then sat down on the nearest stool: "Hey, hey, hey~ Lan Zhan~ Did I practice wrong just now? Why are you ignoring me?"

Lan Zhan said: "No, I don't have any."

Wei WuXian pouted: “You’re such a fusty old-fashioned guy.”

Lan Zhan said: "What did you call me?!"

Seeing his big reaction, Wei WuXian wanted to tease him again: “Look at you, you are wearing mourning clothes all day, you are either a little old-fashioned or something else. Lan Zhan is a big old-fashioned, and you are a little old-fashioned.”

"How is it? Isn't it very vivid?"

Now Lan Zhan finally understood why Lan Wangji could accept 'Mo Xuanyu'. Whether it was the tone of voice, the demeanor, or the teasing temperament, they were exactly the same.

Wei WuXian saw that he was staring at him, and he cockily lifted his ponytail: “Why! Are you deeply mesmerized by my handsome, suave, and elegant appearance?!”

The moment Wei Wuxian lifted his ponytail, Lan Zhan saw the teeth marks on his neck, which had not disappeared even after a night, which showed how fierce the bite was last night.

He turned his head away suddenly as if he was burned by fire, and uttered four words in an extremely unnatural way: "Shameless!"

“Ah!” Wei Wuxian was confused. How could he be shameless? Is it not allowed to tell the truth and praise oneself these days? What’s more, he was telling the truth!

Wei Wuxian was still confused when a gust of wind blew up Lan Zhan's headband. Just as he turned his head away, the headband blew directly onto Wei Wuxian's face.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the moment he touched it, Lan Zhan turned his head in disbelief as if he had sensed it, and the force of his head turning just happened to repel the force that Wei Wuxian was pulling him.

Lan Zhan only felt a piece of white cloth falling from his forehead, and then the headband fell firmly into Wei Wuxian's hands.

Lan Zhan's eyes widened instantly, and he looked back at him with great hostility.

Wei Wuxian was startled. It had been a long time since Lan Wangji looked at him like this. He felt goosebumps all over his body and his subconscious told him to run away.

Wei Wuxian placed the headband on the stone table and patted it: “I’m giving it back to you. Tie it yourself.” After saying that, he quickly took two steps back.

Lan Zhan looked at the headband on the table and tied it again with trembling hands. How dare he? As a member of the Lan family, how could he not know the meaning of the Lan family headband? If he knew it, why did he touch it?

Thinking of this, Lan Zhan picked up the Bichen beside him and stood up suddenly: "We fought!"

Wei WuXian: “…” Damn! In his current form, if he only used his spiritual power, he would not be able to defeat this hot-blooded young man.

Wei WuXian took a few steps back and said, “No fight, no fight.”

Lan Zhan asked: "Why?"

Wei Wuxian: "You are a junior, how can I bully you by relying on my status as an elder? Don't you think so?

Lan Zhan didn't hear the hidden meaning in his words at all: "No problem."

How could this kid have no vision at all! Wei Wuxian jumped onto the roof of the quiet room and said from a distance: "How about this! Don't you want to know where Wei Wuxian is? Put Bichen down, and I will tell you where he is?"

Lan Zhan asked: "Where?"

Wei WuXian: “Put BiChen down first.”

Lan Zhan did as he was told and put Bichen back into the scabbard.

At this time, Lan Wangji came back from teaching outside, and he saw this scene. Wei Wuxian was hiding on the roof, and little Lan Zhan was pointing his sword at him with a tense look on his face: "What are you doing?!"

When Wei Wuxian saw Lan Zhan coming back, he felt like he had found his savior and jumped down from the roof: "Lan Zhan, catch me!"

This frightened little Lan Zhan. He was stunned for a moment. When he wanted to rush over to catch it, he was a step too late. Big Lan Zhan had already held him tightly in his arms.

Lan Wangji frowned and said, “Don’t act like this next time!”

Wei WuXian stuck out his tongue and said coquettishly: “I see you’re back! Otherwise I wouldn’t have jumped down~”

Lan Wangji shook his head helplessly: "What were you doing just now?"

Wei Wuxian remained in Lan Wangji's arms, hugged his neck and said, "Little Lan Zhan wanted to find Wei Wuxian, and I promised to take him to find him."

Hearing this, Lan Wangji's eyebrows couldn't help twitching. He knew that he was going to do something weird again. He held his hand and shook him up, hugging him tighter: "Where should we go to find it?"

Wei WuXian thought for a moment, then smiled at Lan WangJi and said, “Let’s go to Yunmeng.”

Lan Wangji seemed to see through his thoughts and said softly, "Okay."

Little Lan Zhan, who had been left aside for a long time since Big Lan Zhan arrived, asked, "Are you sure Wei Ying is in Yunmeng?"

Because the shared spirit formation cannot be wrong, since he activated it in Qishan and woke up in the Cloud Recesses, it means that Wei Ying must be near the Cloud Recesses.

Wei Wuxian saw Lan Zhan's suspicion, so he said, "You came at a really bad time. He left just as you arrived."

As if to prove his point, he jumped off Lan Wangji's body and walked towards the quiet room: "Wait, he left a letter for us, I'll show it to you."

Lan Wangji followed him in and saw Wei Wuxian picking up the brush on the table and writing something on a piece of paper.

[Lan Zhan, Brother Mo, thank you for your hospitality... I am returning to Yunmeng today. I hope you can come visit me someday...]

After Wei Wuxian finished writing, he gave it to Lan Wangji and asked him to use his spiritual power to dry it and forge it into the style that had been written long ago.

After everything was done, Wei Wuxian took the paper and went out to find little Lan Zhan.