[Magic Dao Patriarch] Ode to speech

The first person to know that Shui Xingyuan was driven downstream to the Gusu Lan clan was not Wen Xu who ordered his subordinates to get rid of Shui Xingyuan, but Wen Song, the young master.

He knew that Shui Xingyuan was extremely difficult to get rid of, but when he saw that Wen Xu's subordinates returned to Qishan within two hours, he knew something was wrong.

Wen Song doesn't like to be procrastinating, so he just finds an opportunity to tie the group of people to a place where no one can see them, and slaps the saber Hongge on anyone's neck, so he knows all the details.

Thinking that Shui Xingyuan would kill many innocent people, Wen Song slipped into Wen Ruohan's treasury without saying a word, took the tinder that can get rid of Shui Xingyuan's treasure "Pure Flame" and left.

At that time, Wen Song was extremely talented, a rare genius who was once in a thousand years, and he was quite different from his two elder brothers.Therefore, Wen Ruohan turned a blind eye to Wen Song's move.

Since Qishan and Gusu were one upstream and the other downstream, Wen Song spent some time going there, and happened to bump into Lan Xichen and the others who were fighting with Shui Xingyuan.

The song was unsheathed, the sword screamed, the pure fire sparked the blade, and in an instant the purest flame in the world printed a picture of the flame on the blade.The bright red fairy sword pierced straight into the bottom of the water, and cut into two sections at the bottom of the vortex formed by the water abyss.Then the fire burst out of the water and quickly spread out with Hongge as the center, and the water abyss was wiped out in an instant.

After Hongge returned to the sheath, everyone looked up after being rescued. The young man in white was standing with a sword in his left hand, his black hair fluttering in the flames, his eyes were picturesque and his smile was elegant, he was truly unparalleled in the world.

But when the flames dissipated, they saw the Taiyang family crest on the young man's white clothes, and everyone except Lan Xichen showed more or less displeasure.

Seeing this, Wen Song didn't want to stay longer, but who knows that a disciple of the Lan family suddenly said, "Hey, isn't this from the Wen family? Why, driving Shui Xingyuan to the boundary of Gusu killed several people Then came to pretend to be a good person again?"

Wen Song paused when he heard the words, cupped his hands and said: "Brother is not doing his job well, so Song came to make up for it."

The student didn't realize who he was for a while, he just thought that he was a bully, and wanted to say something sarcastic again, but he stopped when he saw Lan Xichen gave him a disapproving look.

"Lan Huan is not talented, and he failed to recognize Young Master Wen in time." Lan Xichen smiled lightly, touched the water with his toes, and stood in front of Wen Song in an instant.

"The disciple is reckless, I hope young master Wen will forgive me."

Wen Song swears that when Lan Xichen said this, there was no trace of guilt in his eyes, but a sense of ridicule.

Wen Song laughed, he waved his hand and said, "Brother Xichen, don't worry.

"Then—" Lan Xichen always spoke in a leisurely and eloquent manner, but now he seldom hesitated, "Young Master Wen, are you all right?"

Wen Song was taken aback for a moment, this was beyond his expectation, he thought Lan Xichen was just saying something politely.He didn't know Lan Xichen well, so he really wanted to reply to Lan Xichen, "Why did you say that?"

As soon as the words fell, Lan Xichen also felt something was wrong.As careful as he was, he could tell from Wen Song's expression that he was wondering why he said that.

Lan Xichen lowered his eyes, put his finger on the jade flute and cracked the ice: "Young Master Wen may have forgotten, but Huan never dares to forget."

"During the night hunting a few months ago, Young Master Wen saw that the area where we could carry out night hunting was too small, and he was afraid that we would not be able to complete the task assigned by Sect Master Wen, so he allowed me to enter the place under the jurisdiction of the young master. " Lan Xichen unconsciously looked at Wen Song's right shoulder, he knew there was a shocking welt under the layer of clothing. "After that, although we were spared the punishment, Young Master Wen was reported by Wen Chao and disappeared for three months."

Not to mention today, more than three months later, he saw that Wen Song's movement of drawing and retracting the sword was stiff and awkward, and he also used his left hand to hold the sword.It must have hurt the muscles and bones, and there may be sequelae.

So how badly was Wen Song injured three months ago?

Lan Xichen can say with certainty that other than him, no one else would even care about it.

The reason is the same as when everyone looked at Wen Song's sun-patterned robe, and some disciples even cursed at him.

Even if Wen Song saved them, he was still the son of the Wen family that he hated.

Lan Xichen's voice was not loud, but all the monks present could hear him clearly.

"Ah, so it was him last time."

"Is it Wen Song and Wen Ciyan? The Wen Ciyan mentioned in "Ode to Ciyan"?"

"It's him. I didn't expect Wen's to be all bad embryos."

"Shh - keep your voice down, Wen Song can hear you with a high level of cultivation!"

"Pfft, Young Master Wen is very popular." Lan Xichen smiled, he took two steps closer to Wen Song, his gaze fell on Hongge. "If I'm not mistaken, the thing that Young Master Wen just used to get rid of Shui Xingyuan is pure flame fire. The pure flame fire is produced in Qishan, and only Sect Master Wen has a little, which can burn any evil spirits."

Wen Song didn't understand what he meant, but just nodded: "Indeed."

"Will you be punished?"

"what?"

Lan Xichen sighed, the more Wen Song didn't care, the more he felt guilty.

"Young Master has already been punished for the night hunting incident. This time, please inform Sect Master Wen of the ins and outs of the incident, so that I can take the punishment on your behalf."

Is this Lan Huan so unwilling to owe me a favor?

Wen Song couldn't help thinking.

He said: "Brother Xichen, you are being polite. The matter of Shui Xingyuan this time is due to my brother's mishandling. Song will not be punished."

"That's good." Lan Xichen heaved a sigh of relief, with the white jade flute lying across his chest, "Lan Huan would like to thank Mr. Wen for his help."

Wen Song laughed, "Brother Xichen, let's say goodbye."

Although everyone in the Xian family said that Wen Song was very different from other monks of the Wen family, but Wen Song knew in his heart that as long as he was a member of the Wen family, no Xuanmen who refused to vassalize the Wen family would really think him good, and would even He thinks that he and other Wen family monks are just singing a bad face and a red face.

To put it bluntly, it is the three words "hypocrisy".

It's not that Wen Song isn't angry, he's just too precocious.

He has learned to prepare a cage in his heart since he was a child, in which he shuts his true self and keeps his purity.It is a pity that the entire cultivation world thinks that Wen's genius is so talented that he can see through without telling the truth.

He didn't expect and no one really cared about him, and the monks he saved thanked him only for a moment.

Because the impression Wen left on them has long been deeply ingrained, and Wen Song alone cannot restore it.

So when Lan Xichen really felt guilty for being punished, and even said that he was punished on his behalf, Wen Song admitted that his heart was beating too fast.

"Young Master Lan is really gentle and gentle."

Wen Song's voice was soft and soft, gurgling like running water, extremely gentle, like a breeze blowing on the face.

Lan Xichen was slightly taken aback, he blinked and looked at Wen Song in front of him.The young man in white clothes fluttered, and he tilted his head when he saw him, his posture was elegant yet chic, and a bit cute.

Wen Song didn't know, just like that, he inadvertently touched Lan Xichen's heartstrings.