When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

The three of them stood facing each other in the dark.

Wei Wuxian felt Lan Wangji’s grip on his arm getting tighter.

I only heard the man in front of me sternly say, "Let him go!"

Lan Wangji protected Wei Wuxian behind him and blocked him with his body.

Wei Wuxian was shocked. Why are there two Lan Zhans? ! ! Is he dreaming?

But looking at this situation, the Lan Wangji opposite him who was wearing the same wedding dress as him should be the real one.

Thinking of this, Wei Wuxian broke free from the hand of the person next to him, and immediately took a step back, putting some distance between himself and Lan Wangji.

Wei WuXian asked: “What’s going on?”

(Wangji in wedding attire is called Hong Wangji.)

Lan Wangji turned and took a step forward, wanting to protect him again, but Wei Wuxian had already noticed it. He casually pulled out the Qiankun bag tied to his arms, took out the things inside, and casually placed it in front of the two of them, with a deep sense of distance in his tone: "Who are you?"

Although Wei Wuxian didn’t think that this Lan Zhan was fake, because the feeling that the person in front of him gave him was definitely correct, he was Lan Zhan.

However, for the first time in history, two people who looked exactly the same appeared. Seeing this scene, anyone would think that the person wearing the same wedding dress as him was the real Lan Zhan.

Lan Wangji said, “Follow me.”

Wei WuXian asked: “Why?”

At this time, Hong Wangji had already arrived in front of the two of them, and similarly protected Wei Wuxian behind him, blocking Lan Wangji's sight.

Hong Wangji held Tian Zi Xiao in one hand, and Bi Chen in the other hand pointed at Lan Wangji and said, "He is mine."

Two people confronted one person, and it seemed that the person on the other side was at a disadvantage.

Lan Wang ignored his words and just stared at Wei Wuxian and the thing in his hand.

That expression seemed very sad. Why don't you believe me? Why do you join others in pointing swords at me?

This look made Wei Wuxian's heart tremble. He felt that doing this was like betraying him, and he unconsciously put down his raised hand.

Wei Wuxian walked out from behind Hong Wangji and stood side by side with him.

Hong Wangji asked in confusion: “Wei Ying…?”

Wei WuXian said, “Lan Zhan, put BiChen down first.”

Hong Wangji didn't know what he was going to do, so he just put Bichen back into the scabbard as he was told.

Wei WuXian looked at him again and asked, “Why do you want me to go with you?”

Lan Wangji said: "This is not the real world."

Wei WuXian looked at him and then at Hong WangJi beside him, as if trying to understand what he meant: "Not the present world? Why do you say that?"

Lan Wangji said: "I am Lan Zhan."

Wei WuXian smiled: “You said you are Lan Zhan, then who is the person next to me? You must be quite advanced to be able to remain calm even after meeting my real self!”

Lan Wangji did not respond to his question, and continued: "I am fifteen-year-old Lan Zhan."

At this time, Hong Wangji, who had been silent all this time, spoke two words: "Ridiculous."

Lan Wangji had never been so rude before. No matter who was in front of him, he would always treat them with courtesy.

But it was indeed ridiculous, although Wei Wuxian had always felt that the person in front of him was indeed Lan Zhan. After all, there were so many strange things in the world that it was hard to say whether he really came from the future or the past, across time, space, mountains and seas.

But the Lan Wangji in front of him was almost the same size as the one next to him. Except for the different color of his clothes, the rest could be said to be copy and pasted.

He said he was fifteen, he was kidding. If he didn't say he was fifteen, Wei Wuxian would really believe that he was also Lan Zhan.

Wei WuXian immediately pulled Hong WangJi back a step, and casually said, “Where did this monster come from? Why don’t you take a good look at your own stature? Do you really think we are stupid?!”

Lan Wangji was a little anxious. He was not good at speaking, so he took a step forward and said, "Wei Ying..."

He only took one step forward and Hong Wangji's sword almost grazed his neck. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise he would have been covered in blood.

Hong Wangji said coldly: "Don't take another step forward!"

Lan Wangji looked at him, the two of them were exactly the same as if they were looking in a mirror: "If you don't want him to get hurt, let him come with me."

Although there was no expression on his face when he said this, Wei Wuxian could still see some anxiety in his expression.

Wei WuXian's heart softened and he asked, "You said you are the fifteen-year-old Lan Zhan, do you have any evidence?"

Before he could answer, Hong Wangji seemed to not want to have any more conversation with him and slashed out with his sword.

For him, if someone dared to threaten Wei Wuxian's life, then this person must not be kept alive.

Hong Wangji attacked so quickly that Wei Wuxian didn’t have time to react.

Just as Lan Wangji was about to be hit by the sword without any time to dodge, there was a clang and the sharp sound of the weapons striking together filled the surroundings.

It turned out that he had summoned a sword in his hand and took the heavy blow with his quick defense.

When Hong Wangji realized that his first strike didn't work and was about to make another attempt, Wei Wuxian stopped him: "Wait, Lan Zhan!"

Hong Wangji stopped immediately.

Wei WuXian immediately stepped forward to help Lan WangJi, who was nearly knocked to his knees by the shock, “How are you?”

Lan Wangji only felt a dull pain in his chest, and even had difficulty breathing. He weakly grabbed Wei Wuxian's sleeve and actually couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Lan Wangji's already fair face became even paler, without a trace of blood, as if he was about to die.

Wei WuXian was horrified and grabbed Lan WangJi’s hand that was about to fall: “Lan Zhan, say something! What’s wrong with you, Lan Zhan!!”

Lan Wangji seemed to have used up all his strength. He fell weakly into Wei Wuxian’s arms and said, “I… am fine…”

“What’s okay? It’s okay!” Although Wei Wuxian still had some doubts about him, he didn’t have time to do anything bad after all. He looked exactly like his Lan Zhan, and the man in front of him was so weak, how could he not be nervous.

Hong Wangji knew the force of his attack just now. If he had taken it head on, he would have been killed on the spot. But he had used the magic sword to block it just now, so he would not have been injured like this.

And just now when the two swords collided, the resonant sound emitted by Bi Chen made him feel very familiar, as if he had hit himself.

Hong Wangji walked over quickly and picked up the sword that had fallen to the side.

Wei WuXian asked, “What’s wrong, Lan Zhan?”

Hong Wangji handed him the sword without saying a word.

Wei WuXian asked, “Bi Chen?”

Wei Wuxian was very familiar with this sword. Lan Wangji's sword, Bichen, was very powerful and could never be imitated.

He looked back at Lan Wangji who had fainted in his arms, then raised his eyes to look at Hong Wangji and said, "Lan Zhan, he is really you!"

Hong Wangji frowned. Even though he didn’t want to admit it, it was the truth.

In the quiet room, Wei Wuxian put Lan Wangji on the bed.

Wei WuXian asked, “Will he be okay like this?”

Hong Wangji said, “It’s okay.”

After Wei Wuxian helped him tidy up the quilt, he sat at the table with Hong Wangji.

Wei WuXian asked, “Lan Zhan, tell me, why did he insist on asking me to follow him just now? And how did he appear?”

Hong Wangji said calmly, “I don’t know.”