【Xiyao】Snow in Zhaocheng

"Second brother!" Nie Huaisang looked at Lan Xichen incredulously, and said in astonishment, "...What did you say?"

Lan Xichen didn't speak, he stood silently in front of Jin Guangyao, showing a protective posture.

Needless to say the second time, the meaning is already very obvious.

"Are you crazy?!" Nie HuaiSang staggered a step, his voice changed, and hissed, "He brought someone to point a sword at us this morning, you said you believed him?!"

Lan Xichen said, "Yes."

He looked at Nie Huaisang quietly, with regret in his eyes, and said softly, "Huaisang, stop."

Nie HuaiSang was taken aback, he thought that he did things neatly without leaving any clues, even if Lan Xichen had doubts about him, he shouldn't be so sure, and he could completely marry all of this with his smooth tongue like 14 years ago. Damn Jin Guangyao.

But facing Lan Xichen's clear and determined expression, Nie Huaisang actually had a little doubt about himself.

He lost his voice: "You..."

"Huai Sang." Lan Xichen gave a wry smile, and said, "I've been lied to once by you... Do you think I'll make the same mistake a second time?"

Nie Huaisang choked up, and after the disbelief gradually faded away, his eyes suddenly turned red.

He sneered, fixed his eyes on Lan Xichen, as if he wanted to see through Lan Xichen the person behind him whom he hated so much, and paused, "So what?"

His eyes were bloodshot, madness appeared on his face, and he roared: "I think he died, shouldn't he? Why should he live?! He killed my elder brother!!"

He became more and more agitated, and with the last cry, he suddenly drew his sword and pointed at Lan Xichen, Jin Guangyao's heart tightened, and he was about to step forward, but found himself unable to move.

He was startled, Lan Xichen had touched him just now when he felt his pulse.

Before he could open his mouth to question, Lan Xichen seemed to have already figured it out, and quickly blocked Jin Guangyao's five senses. Jin Guangyao's eyes suddenly went dark, and the voices in his ears also disappeared instantly. The whole person seemed to be enclosed in the boundless darkness Li, couldn't help but panic badly.

Lan Xichen protected Jin Guangyao behind him like this, looked at Nie Huaisang, and said in a deep voice, "He has already paid his life once, and now that he has been reincarnated, the debts from his previous life have been settled, Huaisang, stop."

However, this sentence seemed to irritate Nie HuaiSang even more. His knuckles turned white while holding the sword, his voice trembled slightly with anger, and he said, "How can one death be enough? Why can he be reincarnated, but my elder brother wants to die?" In that dark coffin, you can’t be reborn forever! Why?! He should be buried with my elder brother for life after life!! You—”

The voice came suddenly.

Nie HuaiSang stared blankly at the hands that held out the hilt of his sword, his eyes fell on the dripping blood on the ground.

Lan Xichen didn't hide.

He coughed lightly, and raised his hand to hold the blade that had pierced his abdomen so hard.

As if he wanted to experience the pain that Jin Guangyao endured back then, he didn't care about the sword that pierced his abdomen, and he didn't care about the blood gushing out of his body, and took another step forward with steady steps.

Blood began to overflow from the corner of his lips, and Nie HuaiSang backed away in shock...

Lan Xichen grew up watching Nie Huaisang, and in the eyes of Nie Huaisang when he was young, he was even more amiable than his elder brother. Nie Huaisang only wanted Jin Guangyao's life, and never wanted to kill Lan Xichen...

Nie Huaisang was slightly flustered when he heard Lan Xichen whisper softly, "He's already paid for his life..."

"Others, I will pay back."

"I am also guilty of the death of the eldest brother. I will pay for the death of the eldest brother."

Nie HuaiSang's eyes widened slightly, and he lost his voice, "Second Brother, you..."

Lan Xichen's eyes were flat and unwavering, as if he was stating an established fact, which was actually the case.

He said: "I used Lan's forbidden technique, and my soul has long been mutilated, and I can't enter reincarnation."

Lan Xichen has no afterlife.

Nie Huaisang was so shocked that he lost his voice for a while, Lan Xichen said: "After death, I will not be reincarnated, so I will accompany elder brother to be a lonely ghost in this world to make amends, okay?"

He is gentle and gentle, and even when he said such words, he was calm and unhurried, as if the loneliness of eternal life was like a breeze passing through his ears, not lingering in his bosom.

Nie Huaisang muttered, "Why..."

Lan Xichen said: "If it weren't for this, I wouldn't be able to pass this hurdle in my heart. I feel ashamed of my elder brother, so I can only use myself to make amends for my elder brother."

Between Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao, there have been too many entanglements and grievances, and all kinds of grievances and entanglements in between can only be relieved with a sentence or two.

But after going through all kinds of things 14 years ago, at this point, Lan Xichen can draw his sword against all guilty people, but when facing Jin Guangyao alone, there is only room for dodge.

He could no longer point the sword tip at Jin Guangyao, he could only point it at himself.

Lan Xichen has been moral all his life, even for himself, he never knew how to write the word "flexible".

Nie Huaisang's face contorted for a moment, he gritted his teeth and took two steps back, pulled out his sword suddenly, turned and left.

Lan Xichen looked at Nie Huaisang's somewhat embarrassed back, and suddenly said, "If you do these shady tricks next time, I won't tolerate it."

Nie Huaisang paused, with lingering resentment in his eyes, but he didn't look back.

When Jin Guangyao finally broke through the chained five senses and was able to move, he saw Lan Xichen half-kneeling in front of Nie Mingjue's coffin while supporting Shuoyue.

The hand covering his abdomen was completely stained with blood, and blood still flowed out from between his fingers.

Jin Guangyao almost staggered and rushed towards him. It was uncomfortable to break through the confinement forcibly. At this moment, his whole body was sore and he could hardly stand still.

Lan Xichen was startled suddenly.

Under the palm, Jin Guangyao's body trembled slightly.

Jin Guangyao tore off the strip of cloth on his sleeve almost in a panic, and bandaged Lan Xichen's wound in silence. After he finished all this, Lan Xichen said softly, "Ayao..."

He gently and carefully embraced Jin Guangyao in his arms, and asked, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

Jin Guangyao was stunned, and Lan Xichen's palm was pressed against his back, gently caressing him as if comforting, he felt at ease in a trance, but his body trembled even more.

Lan Xichen tightened his arms, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "...Is it too dark?"

Lan Xichen suddenly thought, he sealed Jin Guangyao's five senses, the feeling of being in the dark, for Jin Guangyao, is it the same as the days and nights of being in the coffin?

Can't hear, can't see, can't move... This feeling is enough to drive people who are used to control crazy.

The body in his arms trembled non-stop, Lan Xichen felt a pain in his heart, he tightened his arms tightly, and said softly, "It's okay...it's my fault, it's okay..."

The voice was so gentle, so gentle that it was almost coaxing, it made Jin Guangyao's eyes sour.

He buried his face in Lan Xichen's arms and shook his head lightly.

He is not afraid of the dark.

He has been through the underworld once, and Jin Guangyao is really afraid of not many in this world.

Besides, he is used to being patient.

He endured the dying struggle of enduring humiliation, he endured the accusation of thousands of people and the scolding of tens of thousands of people, he endured entering the Avici Hell and could not be reborn forever, but he couldn't bear Lan Xichen's handsome and independent gentleman, but he bent his back for him.

Lan Xichen...

Jin Guangyao smiled wryly, obviously Lan Xichen was the one who was hurt more seriously, but why is he the one being held in his arms and comforted by gentle voices?

He thought that the painful sword in his previous life had already cut off the delusional thoughts in his heart.

But at this moment, he clearly realized that his defenses were slowly collapsing, but it was difficult for him to feel vigilant.

Jin Guangyao took a deep breath, slowly relaxed his body, and let himself hug Lan Xichen back.

After being silent for a while, Jin Guangyao gradually stopped trembling, stood up, and carefully supported Lan Xichen.

Jin Guangyao said softly, "Go back."

Lan Xichen looked at him sideways, smiled slightly, and said, "Okay."

Regarding the conversation between Cai Cai and Nie Huaisang just now, Lan Xichen didn't mention a word, and let Jin Guangyao go back to the room as if nothing happened.

After returning to the room, Jin Guangyao immediately re-bandaged Lan Xichen with medicine, but even so, due to excessive blood loss, Lan Xichen's whole body was terribly cold, and his fingertips were as cold as ice.

Jin Guangyao took Lan Xichen's cloak and put it on for him, suddenly remembered something, frowned, and asked, "Why do you keep the cloak all year round?"

Before recovering his memory, Jin Guangyao didn't think there was anything wrong with Lan Xichen wearing a cloak in Zhaocheng, but thinking about it now, people in the Taoist sect have their own spiritual power to protect their bodies, so why would they be afraid of the cold?

Lan Xichen didn't want to talk too much, he just wrote lightly: "It's just an old problem."

Jin Guangyao made it clear that he didn't believe it, and forced him to ask, "When did this old problem happen?"

Lan Xichen coughed lightly, he was not used to lying, so he just said, "14 years ago..."

Jin Guangyao paused and turned his head away.

Lan Xichen said, "It has nothing to do with you, it's because I wasn't meditating enough when I was practicing, and I got mad..."

"Lan Xichen." Jin Guangyao's eyes were misty, and he said softly, "Do you think I'm easy to deceive?"

Lan Xichen stopped talking.

Jin Guangyao closed his eyes, and wanted to find a stove to warm Lan Xichen's hands. Then he remembered that he was still in the barren mountains. Fortunately, he squeezed Lan Xichen's hand, just like Lan Xichen did for him every time. Spiritual power is warm.

Lan Xichen looked at him silently, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

In the silence of the room, Jin Guangyao gradually relaxed.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then he heard Lan Xichen whisper, "Ayao...your birthday is coming soon."

After his birthday, Jin Guangyao will be 15 years old with his current body.

Lan Xichen smiled and said, "On your birthday, I'll pick up the characters for you, okay?"

Jin Guangyao was startled.

Even if he was the suzerain of the Jin family in his previous life, Jin Guangyao had no words.

He named the sword Hensheng, and took this name as his own character throughout his life.

Take the word...

Jin Guangyao was in a daze for a while, then suddenly smiled.

He said: "Okay."