When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

However, the next day, Qiyuan appeared in front of everyone in good health. He was not a human who could not withstand the cold. His fur could not only keep warm in winter, but also dissipate heat in summer. He had no problem being blown by the cold wind or caught in the snow.

However, he was fine, but Mo Xuanyu was not so lucky.

He had been outside for such a long time last night, motionless, getting wet in the snow and blowing in the cold wind. Moreover, Mo Xuanyu's aptitude for cultivation was average. Although he had been cultivating hard in the Lanling Jin Sect over the past decade, he had only cultivated a rudimentary form of his golden elixir. He didn't know if he would need to cultivate seriously for a few more years if he wanted to truly produce a golden elixir.

Without the golden elixir to protect him, the cold air could enter his body more easily.

Mo Xuanyu was unconscious in the house with a high fever. Qiyuan scratched his head and said, "If I had known this would happen, I should have let him go back home earlier last night."

Wen Yuan was a ready-made doctor. Although he was not an expert, he could still cure fever and colds. He went to a nearby town to buy medicine and boiled it.

After decocting the medicine, he fed it to Mo Xuanyu.

At this time, Lan Jingyi came in from outside and said, "Senior Wei, Han Guangjun sent a message asking us to go back early."

Jin Ling added, "I guess it's because my uncle didn't go home yesterday, so Han Guang-jun is angry."

Lan Jingyi said with an embarrassed face: "Ah, I don't want to be punished by the house rules again. I haven't received the punishment before I came out."

"..."

Chirping and wailing...

Qiyuan asked, "What are you two whispering about?"

Lan Jingyi shook his head: "Nothing, nothing."

Jin Ling glanced at Mo Xuanyu on the bed and said, "In that case, uncle, you guys go back. I'll just watch over you here."

Qiyuan knew that Lan Wangji definitely didn't want him to go back. If anything happened to him, he could definitely use the thing on his neck to contact him. It seemed that he really wanted Lan Jingyi and the others to go back.

So, he prayed, “Sizhui, Jingyi, you two take the people and go first.”

Wen Yuan asked, "What about you?"

Qiyuan said, "I have other things to do and will follow you later, but don't worry, I will definitely arrive before you."

Of course he couldn't just follow them back. It would be funny if he ran into Wei Wuxian head-on with them.

As for being discovered and having to explain something to these little guys, Qiyuan still wanted to be a hero who didn't care about worldly affairs, was elusive, and kept his merits and fame hidden.

Jin Ling couldn't just leave. After all, Mo Xuanyu was a member of their Jin family. If he wanted to leave, he had to at least wait until Mo Xuanyu woke up.

After the hero prayed and arranged everything, everyone went their separate ways.

Qiyuan returned to the room where he slept last night and stayed there, considering when would be the right time to disappear.

After Lan Jingyi, Wen Yuan and others left, Qiyuan stood at the door and looked outside. Only Jin Ling was left in the yard.

After Jin Ling came out of Mo Xuanyu's room, his expression was normal, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with the people in the room.

After Jin Ling came out, he left the yard again and walked towards a place deep in the plum garden.

Qiyuan thought about it and decided not to say hello to him and just leave at this time.

Qiyuan walked out of the yard with his hands behind his back. When he passed by Mo Xuanyu's room, he suddenly heard noises and coughing from inside the room.

Thinking that someone inside was feeling unwell, Qiyuan pushed the door open and walked in.

The person on the bed was sleeping soundly. There was a purple bamboo flute rolled on the ground. It must have been placed next to the pillow and fell to the ground when Mo Xuanyu turned over.

Qiyuan helped him pick up the flute, then leaned over and placed it a little further to the inside of the bed to prevent it from falling again.

Just as Qiyuan retracted his leaning body and prepared to stand up, he saw a tear fall from the corner of Mo Xuanyu's eye.

"?"

Pray in doubt.

Is he having a nightmare?

What kind of nightmare directly affects reality and can make you cry in reality?

Qiyuan was a little confused, but since it was other people's own business, he had no reason to explore it.

He turned to leave, but his clothes were grabbed by someone.

Looking back, Mo Xuanyu's brows were tightly furrowed, unconscious.

"..."

After a moment's silence, Qiyuan bent down and tried to pull his clothes out bit by bit, but the clothes were held so tightly that it felt like someone was holding them tightly in the palm of his hand.

Qiyuan sighed and thought about what happened yesterday. It seemed that Mo Xuanyu's personality had changed a lot. He had completely different personalities in and outside of the dream yesterday. Could something have happened to him?

As he was thinking, Qiyuan's fingertips moved slightly, a white light flashed, and the next second Qiyuan appeared in a scene.

This is the nightmare Mo Xuanyu is having at the moment.

Lanling Jin Clan - Jinlintai.

At this time, Qiyuan was in a garden with flower beds, rockery, and flat stone paths. Qiyuan had seen this place in Mo Xuanyu's dream yesterday. In front of him was the meeting hall.

As I walked forward, suddenly a yellow figure flashed before my eyes, and soon I could see the man's face clearly.

It’s Mo Xuanyu.

And it was the young Mo Xuanyu, who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen at this time, full of energy, with extremely bright eyes, and loved to laugh.

There was a young man walking with Mo Xuanyu. They were of similar stature and wore the same clothes. They were talking and laughing, and seemed to have a good relationship.

Qiyuan was puzzled. This didn't seem to have anything to do with nightmares. Why was he crying in real life?