When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

He felt Lan Wangji's hands touching some parts of his body, as if unintentionally and yet intentionally.

Wei Wuxian felt itchy and grabbed Lan Wangji's hand and pressed it very hard. He still liked to be the dominant one.

Lan Wangji did not resist, and Wei Wuxian kissed Lan Wangji's body and neck again and again like a kitten scratching him.

There is no skill, and it is a bit reckless, but it is very seductive.

Lan Wangji endured it, but finally turned over and pressed him over, grabbed Wei Wuxian's wrists, pressed them on top of his head, and kissed him with absolute dominance.

Like teaching.

Powerful, powerful, irresistible, and impossible to break free from.

This sudden feeling made Wei Wuxian think of something else about this matter.

He said in a slightly anxious tone: "Lan Zhan, you... are not right..."

Lan Wangji said, “You speak.”

Wei WuXian asked hesitantly, “During the hunting trip at Baifeng Mountain in my world, someone kissed me secretly. I suspect…”

Before he could finish, Lan Wangji released his hand and replied, "It's me."

Wei WuXian said in disbelief: “Lan Zhan, could it be that you in that world also like me?”

Lan Wangji rested his head on the crook of Wei Wuxian's neck and kissed his earlobe intensively.

Wei Wuxian was extremely itchy and he pushed Lan Wangji.

Lan Wangji said: "There is no one else, only us. No matter which world you know, my feelings for you remain the same."

It was another confession, like a spring breeze mixed with drizzle. If Wei Wuxian was only shocked when he heard "I love you" that night, then this time he was completely enlightened.

He seemed to understand what Lan Wangji had said when he was against him, "Come back to Gusu with me."

There was also a vague figure that he often saw in his dreams these past few nights. It was someone in a cave holding his hand and saying something to him over and over again.

At this moment, that person's figure overlapped with Lan Wangji's.

Wei Wuxian's heart was suddenly filled with emotions, and his eyes became slightly red.

Lan Wangji said softly, "Wei Ying."

Wei WuXian suddenly came back to his senses.

Lan Wangji said, “I’m here.”

Wei WuXian hugged him tightly.

At this moment, Wei Wuxian's stomach made an inappropriate protest.

"Gulu~~"

Wei WuXian said, “Lan Zhan, I’m hungry.”

Lan Wangji stood up: "Let's eat."

Then he got off the bed and knelt on one knee to put on the man’s shoes. Wei Wuxian pulled his legs back abruptly: “How can I let you help me do this? I can do it myself.”

Lan Wangji said nothing and stood up.

……

Wei Wuxian's body is far more sensitive to resentment than that of ordinary people. Lan Wangji and Xue Yang will not be affected by the sword when they touch it. Only Wei Wuxian has to be vigilant to avoid being dragged into the abyss.

After this incident, the resentment in Wei Wuxian's body increased significantly compared to a few years ago, but as long as Wei Wuxian practiced diligently, he could still control it well.

As for Wei Wuxian's memory, Lan Wangji took Wei Wuxian to see many people, but the result was as Wen Qing said, there was no possibility of recovery in a short period of time.

After that, Lan Wangji released the news that the iron sword had been destroyed, so that those who wanted to make small moves behind the scenes would be restrained.

First, their purpose was already known to others, and second, their original plan was also disrupted.

Despite this, we still cannot take it lightly. Lan Wangji was the first to inform Qing Hengjun of the possible ambitions of the Wen family.

Let Qing Hengjun be on guard and prepared at all times so that he won't be caught off guard by sudden changes.

The other noble families were not told because if the matter became widely known, the truth would inevitably be exposed, and the Wen family of Qishan might also choose to go all out, which would inevitably accelerate the turmoil of the situation.

A year later, the influence of the Wen family spread and surpassed the Yunmeng Jiang family. Among the five major families, they were almost on par with the Gusu Lan family.

This made other families feel strong pressure.

In the twenty-seventh year of Xuanzheng, the Wen family of Qishan held a grand gathering of hundreds of scholars for discussion.

The competition lasts for seven days, with different competition events every day.

On the huge viewing platform sat the heads of various families, led by Lan, Wen, Jiang, Nie, and Jin.

At this time, the people standing in the audience waiting for the game to begin were talking in low voices, and they were all talking about the same thing.

Jiang Cheng poked Wei Wuxian and said, "Tell me, what on earth is this Wen Clan thinking? He is actually on par with the Gusu Lan Clan's Immortal Supervisor."

In fact, there is no distinction between high and low among the five major families. Even the Immortal Supervisor is just a guide to lead the hundreds of immortal families towards a better direction. If he sits in a high position, others can accept it.

Everyone’s status is similar, and some things still need to be decided by strength.

Wei WuXian stared upwards without blinking. At this moment, almost all the family heads who came to participate in the grand gathering had arrived.

Qing Hengjun was sitting on one of the two chairs at the top, but the other seat was still empty because Wen Xu had not arrived yet.

There were no other empty seats, so naturally the seat next to Qing Hengjun was his.

This scene is too familiar.

It was not long after this same grand gathering of elegant conversation that the hundreds of immortal schools encountered tremendous changes.

At this time, the ambition of the Wen family had already been revealed. Nie Mingjue on the stage shook the cup in his hand, and the cup exploded. Immediately, someone lowered his head to clean it and wipe it.

Jin Zixuan asked, "What does Sect Master Nie mean?"

Nie Mingjue said, “This Wen Xu is too arrogant. The hundreds of immortal sects support each other. He is not afraid of falling to his death when sitting in such a high position. What’s more, he is not the immortal governor.”

Jiang Fengmian said calmly: "Sect Master Nie's words are a bit extreme, but they are not without reason."

Lan Qiren took a sip of tea and said, "Human greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant. The Wen family's actions clearly reveal their intentions."

Although all the people sitting here are the heads of the families and Lord Qing Heng is already here, everyone recognizes Lan Qiren's identity and reputation. Since the Gusu Lan family has one more person, no one will have any objection to Lan Qiren sitting here.

Lan Qiren naturally knew what Lan Wangji had told Qing Heng-Jun, and he had been taking extra precautions and practicing discipline throughout the past year in order to prevent the Wen Clan from becoming too ambitious one day.

It was such a great honor for him, the head of the Wen family, to have so many people waiting for him.

Just as everyone was waiting for smoke to appear above their heads, a group of voices came from the back of the team.

"Give way."

"Give way."

Everyone looked back and saw a man wearing gorgeous clothes embroidered with sun totem patterns, being surrounded by monks from the Wen family and walking forward.

This person is none other than Wen Chao, the second son of the Wen family, who has not appeared in public for many years.

The people below chattered:

"Why is it Wen Chao? Why didn't Sect Master Wen come?"

Seeing Wen Chao's awesome look, Wei Wuxian just wanted to rush up and crush his head. Killing him a hundred times would not be enough.

Wen Chao slowly walked up to the viewing platform, waved his robe vigorously, and sat down in the empty seat: "Everyone, please feel free to sit down."