When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

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For a long time,

Wei Ying didn't understand how the situation, which he had been able to control well, turned out like this. The situation reversed and he was now being controlled completely by Lan Zhan.

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Wei Ying's tears were streaming down his face in pain.

He had never cried like this in the three months he had lived in the mass grave.

Lan Zhan kissed away the tears from his eyes one by one, comforted him gently, and kissed his lips.

Tenderness and extremes coexist.

I don’t know how much time passed,

Wei Ying finally got used to it.

Suddenly he found something unusual.

Gradually, I was no longer so resistant. This was an experience I had never had before.

Wei Ying broke free from Lan Zhan’s hand that was pressing on his arm and hugged him back.

The chase between the two became more and more handy.

Everything will fall into place.

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Things are getting better here, but things will only get worse for Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji over there.

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Both of them were pulled into a deep abyss of consciousness by the dream of the incense burner. When Wei Wuxian woke up the next day, he suddenly felt as if he was in another world.

He originally just wanted to use the effect of this incense burner to relieve Lan Wangji's obsession with waiting for his mother to come back, but he didn't expect to enter the wrong dream and get fucked instead.

Wei Wuxian was simply complaining bitterly.

Because the autumn hunting season would begin in a few days, both of them were assigned tasks during the day, and by the time they finished their work for the day, the sun was about to set.

In order to keep his spirits up for the hunt, Wei Wuxian put away the incense burner after that day. If something like that happened a few more times in his dreams, Wei Wuxian would feel like he was going to die on the bed.

Seven days later.

Autumn, Baifeng Mountain Hunting Ground.

The wide square in front of Baifeng Mountain was already filled with horse-riding camps of various aristocratic families, and the hunting viewing platform next to it was also filled with people.

A loud shout was heard: "The Lanling Jin Clan's cavalry is entering the arena."

A group of people nearby began to move forward slowly.

Jiang Cheng stood beside Wei Wuxian's horse and stared at him unkindly, saying, "How can a grown man like you wear a flower on your hair?"

Wei Wuxian touched the flower pinned to his ear to make sure it was properly put on. He turned to Lan Wangji and asked, “Does it look good?”

Jiang Cheng interrupted, “It doesn’t look good.”

Wei Wuxian raised his foot and kicked him: "Who asked you?" Then he turned around and asked Lan Wangji.

Lan Wangji helped him tidy up his hair and said, "It looks good."

The two of them were being so affectionate as if no one was around. Jiang Cheng almost rolled his eyes to the sky, muttering in disdain, "You're not a woman, it would be ugly to wear flowers. Only Lan Wangji..."

Seeing that this guy had nothing nice to say, Wei WuXian gave him another solid kick: “What do you care!”

This kick was really powerful. Jiang Cheng grimaced in pain and glared at him fiercely. He hit him back at the same time: "Do you think I want to control you?"

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"Qinghe Nie clan enters!"

The two bickered for a long time, and Wei Wuxian nudged him with his toes.

Jiang Cheng said: "What do you want to do now!"

Wei WuXian said, “You are still standing here? Didn’t you hear the Qinghe Nie clan coming in? Then it will be the Qishan Wen clan, and after that it will be your Yunmeng Jiang clan. Why aren’t you getting on your horse?”

"You Yunmeng Jiang Clan?!" Jiang Cheng repeated in disbelief.

He stretched out a hand and grabbed Wei Wuxian's entire arm, dragging him down as if to pull him off the horse: "You've only been in Gusu for less than two months and you've already forgotten who you belong to?! And your Yunmeng Jiang Clan? You're planning a rebellion!"

“Hahahaha!” Wei WuXian burst into laughter. He pointed at himself and said, “So the reason you’ve been standing here for so long is to pull me over.”

"If not you, then who else could it be?" Jiang Cheng said even more forcefully, "Are you going to leave or not?"

Wei Wuxian tugged at Lan Zhan's sleeve to prevent himself from being pulled off the horse by Jiang Cheng.

He said: "Of course I will be wherever Lan Zhan is."

"Bullshit." Jiang Cheng simply walked in front of the horse, grabbed the reins and walked towards the Yunmeng Jiang family cavalry formation.

Wei WuXian staggered due to the sudden movement, and quickly hugged the horse's neck with both hands to avoid falling off.

Wei WuXian asked, “Jiang Cheng, what are you doing? I almost fell down, did you know that?”

“You’ll be killed if you fall down.” Jiang Cheng had already pulled Wei Wuxian to the front of the Yunmeng Jiang clan’s cavalry formation.

Wei Wuxian turned around to look at Lan Wangji's position. Jiang Cheng said impatiently, "Lan Wangji won't get lost. Why are you always worried about him?"

Wei Wuxian ignored him and called out "Lan Zhan" to the person over there, and Lan Wangji nodded to him.

Wei Wuxian smiled. The two of them did not use many words to communicate. Just a simple look at each other was enough to reach a tacit understanding that they would each form their own formation.

Jiang Cheng twisted his neck and turned him around: "Look at it this way, aren't you afraid of twisting your head off?"

Wei WuXian turned around, looked at him with an unfathomable smile and said, “I understand.”

Jiang Cheng was puzzled: "What do you know?"

Wei WuXian half-closed his eyes and teased him: “You can’t leave your senior brother. You want your senior brother to come back and help you preside over the situation, and to help you support the occasion.”

"…" Jiang Cheng said: "You'd better go back quickly."

At this time: "The Yunmeng Jiang Clan's cavalry enters the arena!"

Wei Wuxian laughed playfully, “Too late.” He flicked the reins, and the horse began to move forward slowly as ordered.

Jiang Cheng chased after him, and the team behind him began to catch up.

The venue was packed with people and the noise was huge. Flowers fell like rain between the platforms, surrounding the people.

Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng are the best in appearance and ability.

Wei Wuxian is handsome, sweet-spoken, polite and warm-hearted. He is deeply welcomed by female cultivators from all sides when he interacts with them.

Even though he has married Lan Wangji, his popularity remains undiminished, and the petals in the sky are scattered down as if they are free.

On the hunting viewing platform, which had the best position and viewing angle, Wei Wuxian saw the figures of Jiang Fengmian and Jiang Yanli.

In front of Jiang Yanli was Jin Ling standing on a platform. Jin Ling, with his small stature, stood on tiptoe to look over at Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng. After seeing who they were, he waved his little hand to greet them.

Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng were greeting him with a smile.

Jiang Yanli took two flowers and gave them to Jin Ling, saying, "Ah Ling, throw the flowers to your uncle quickly."

Jin Ling happily took them and threw them down with all his strength, but he was small and had little strength, so the two flowers fell straight down along the fence of the hunting platform. The two people on horseback could not catch them in this situation.

The flowers were blown apart by the rain of flowers, and fell down from the sky. Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng looked at each other, and Wei Wuxian smiled and said, "Jiang Cheng, let's see who will come back first."

After saying this, Wei Wuxian used his Qinggong skills to fly over on the horse's back, turned a circle in the air, and caught the flower in his hand. Jiang Cheng followed closely behind.

Because it was Wei Wuxian who said it, Jiang Cheng had more time to react, and it was Wei Wuxian who first caught the flowers and returned to the horse.

The actions of the two men caused the women at the front of the hunting platform to be unable to suppress their screams. They held handkerchiefs in their hands, covered their faces with embroidered fans, and looked at them shyly.

Jiang Cheng held the purple flower tightly against his chest, his eyes swept over the wolf-like eyes of the women, his face darkened, which reminded him of the fear he felt when he was dominated by blind dates during that period.

Looking at Wei Wuxian who was surrounded by exclamations, he couldn’t help but said, “That’s enough, Wei Wuxian. Everyone in the audience is watching.”

Wei WuXian asked, “Isn’t it good to be the center of attention?”

Jiang Cheng said: "You are the only one who likes to show off and has no manners."

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After the Yunmeng Jiang clan's cavalry entered the arena, they waited there. The last to appear was naturally the Gusu Lan clan.

The two heroes of the Lan family are ranked first and second on the list of young masters from aristocratic families and are quite popular.