[Magic Way Patriarch] Rouxiang Bayonet

Wei Wuxian glanced at the people on the side of the road intentionally or unintentionally while drinking.

He couldn't help sighing a little, in his consciousness, even though Lan Wangji and the Xianmen rebelled against him three years ago when it was night, it seemed that he hadn't done anything.

Afterwards, I went crazy and did some things, and I can't remember whether I fought with him at that time, or whether he dealt with himself together with other people.

Presumably not. Although Lan Wangji strictly abides by the rules and etiquette, he has never opposed him during the years of practicing magic, and every time he meets, he is always advised by a dogmatic scholar.Although I was a little bored, I really didn't treat him as an enemy.

After three years of separation, there was no way to see each other. If you count from Lan Wangji's point of view, it has been 16 years since they met each other.

Even if there is a classmate friendship, I am afraid he has already forgotten it.

Wei Wuxian never knew that he couldn't help feeling a little sad at this time, so he went out alone after drinking.

Before I was backlashed, I didn't have much nostalgia for this world, but now I have the opportunity to live, without any worries, it is better to live in the world.

Wei WuXian was not a person with a plan. Originally, he watched Lan WangJi and the man leave without blinking, and tried not to talk to him.

Thinking about it, it's been so many days since I woke up, and it's really unpleasant not to have anyone to talk to.

Tossing and turning at night and unable to sleep, apart from flashing back to the past, the most important thing is that Wei Wuxian is thinking about whether to go to Lianhuawu.

It's been 13 years, and time has changed. Even the kid in Jinling should be fifteen or sixteen years old, so he's probably forgotten.

I bought a few jars of wine with me in Gusu and took it with me, leisurely.Wei Wuxian was not in a hurry, because he was only going to pay homage to his senior sister and Jiang's parents. It would be better if Jiang Cheng could not see him, because he held grudges.

Riding on a horse, drinking wine and walking slowly, I don't know where he is, when he hears a young man running fast, he is probably quite anxious that Wei Wuxian didn't even see the horse walking on the road.

"Hey, be careful not to bump into your body!"

The boy raised his head, with cinnabar eyebrows, and was dressed in golden clothes. He frowned, and said very rudely: "Who are you riding a horse in the middle of the road to block my walk? Do you know? Do you have eyes?"

Wei Wuxian's face has been pale since he got the ghost face, but now the sun's rays through the leaves just pierced his face and made his face even whiter, so it's a little cautious to smile at this moment.

"I went my own way, you bumped into me, now you can't blame me?"

Jin Ling could tell at a glance that this man's martial arts was extraordinary and he was not easy to mess with, so when Wei Wuxian got off his horse, he instinctively pushed back a step, but his character made it impossible to apologize and speak softly, and continued: "I tell you Ah, Hanguang Junlan Wangji is nearby, you...don't mess around."

Wei Wuxian raised his head and laughed, "It's the second son of the Gusu Lan family, Lan Wangji, who always comes out to rescue people in trouble? Then call him over and see how I can defeat him."

Jin Ling took a deep breath and said, "And my uncle is nearby, you...don't come over."

Wei Wuxian saw that his eyes and eyebrows seemed a little familiar. Taking a step closer, Jin Ling took a step back and stretched his hand behind him to take the opportunity to draw out the sword directly, but he couldn't get close. Wei Wuxian flicked "Suihua" aside with one hand.

Jin Ling has been arrogant since he was a child, but he was defeated before he even made a move.

Wei Wuxian was still smiling: "Hurry up, call Hanguang-jun, and your uncle, by the way, who is your uncle?"

He felt compelled, and Jin Ling didn't dare not answer: "My uncle is Jiang Cheng, the suzerain of Yunmeng, please don't come here."

Wei Wuxian immediately withdrew his threatening expression, looked the child up and down carefully, "Jin Ling?"

Jin Ling was quite shocked when he heard his tone and expression. This expression was almost the same as when Mo Xuanyu saw him a few days ago, and he knew that there was no danger, and his voice became louder: "I am Jin Ling. You can beat or scold as you want, I will Nothing else."

Wei Wuxian said softly, "Why did I hit you?"

I really didn't expect that the senior sister's child has grown so tall and so big.

Wei Wuxian said, "Is your uncle nearby?"

Jin Ling nodded.

Wei Wuxian didn't know whether to go to him or really go to Yunmeng to talk about it.

Jin Ling said, "Then...then I have nothing else to do, so I'll leave first."

Wei WuXian grabbed his clothes: "What are you doing here as a child, if you don't go home to study and practice martial arts, there are many evil spirits here, I like you the most."

Jin Ling: "Didn't you meet Duanxiu and Hanguang-jun who bothered people? I'll go home after saving people."

After speaking, he walked away.

Wei Wuxian still wanted to tell him to take a look at it and it was already gone.

He led the horse to the small town, and saw a man in white from a long distance away, staring in one direction under the dim light of the inn. The breeze blew, and the skirt fluttered a little, making it impossible not to look away.

When I was young, I thought this person was very beautiful, but now after so many years, he is still the same as before.

Wei Wuxian looked away and was about to say hello. He thought about it, even if people all over the world recognized him again and hated him deeply, Lan Wangji shouldn't have that deep hatred.Although it is a bit optimistic to think so, you might as well take a gamble, the feeling of no one talking is too uncomfortable.

Just as Wei Wuxian was about to go there, he looked up and saw Lan Wangji half-kneeling on the ground to check the man's legs, then picked him up and left.

It wasn't Wei Wuxian's intentional blasphemy and guessing, Lan Zhan, whom he had known for several years, was by no means the kind of person who did such things, so one can imagine what kind of relationship it was.

Wei Wuxian led his horse and thought about things on the deserted street. Sure enough, the world has changed. He used to think that he was amazing, and everyone was afraid of him. Now when he dies, he dies. No one cares about him.

Even though he was so preoccupied, the walking corpse who was still a few feet away from him saw Wei Wuxian stop and ran away in fright.

Wei Wuxian smiled.

He felt another person coming from behind, that person's footsteps were extremely light, Wei Wuxian was about to turn his head when he could feel someone's aura from a long distance away, and thought: What the hell, why is Lan Zhan here? Didn't he go to the inn with someone in his arms? ?

Wei Wuxian didn't even care about the horse and flew away.

Fortunately, Lan Wangji heard the sound of the flute and didn't chase after him. Otherwise, if we met at such a time, in the middle of the night, wouldn't it scare him into thinking that he had encountered a ghost?