【WangXian】Win all games

"Why don't you leave?" Lan Wangji stopped and glanced at him, but saw him staring at the nun in front of Jin Zixuan's tent.

"Lan Zhan, let's wait here for a while." Wei Wuxian took Lan Wangji's phone and hid aside. In his previous life, Hua Peacock made his senior sister cry in anger. The peacock gave a big fight.

After a while, Jin Zixuan came out of the tent, saw the female cultivator wandering around, and asked strangely, "What are you doing in front of my tent?"

The female cultivator blushed half-truthfully, "Young Master Jin, I don't know, do the recent meals still taste good?"

Jin Zixuan nodded and said inexplicably, "Very good, what's wrong?"

The nun pretended to be nonchalant and nodded, and then said without expecting anything in return: "Young master likes it, that's the best."

Jin Zixuan suddenly asked thoughtfully, "Ah, did you give me all those dishes?"

The female cultivator neither agreed nor denied it, but just looked at Jin Zixuan shyly.

Jin Zixuan thought it was amused, and said, "Thank you so much, Miss, I don't know what fairy Miss is."

Seeing that Jin Zixuan was already asking her name, the female cultivator couldn't help laughing, and continued to say shyly, "My little girl's surname is Lin, and her father is a guest of the Jin family."

Jin Zixuan nodded, "So it's Miss Lin."

Wei Wuxian let out a "bah" from the side, and was about to rush up, but was pulled back by Lan Wangji, "Let's see."

Jin Zixuan summoned two monks, and said loudly: "This Miss Lin, the war is very tight, but she is thinking of romantic affairs, and pretending to claim credit for others, so she can take it to work in the logistics."

The female cultivator looked at Jin Zixuan in disbelief, and shouted urgently: "Young Master Jin! Young Master Jin! No! My little girl dare not dare! My little girl lost her mind for a while! Young Master Jin, please spare me!"

The two monks looked at each other, and Jin Zixuan glanced at him, "What are you still doing?"

The two monks hurriedly took the female nun down.

Jin Zixuan snorted softly, shook his head disdainfully in the direction the female cultivator left, and turned to return to the tent, but his eyes suddenly lit up as if he saw some treasure.

"Miss Jiang!!"

Jiang Yanli, who was not far away, was walking with a plate of food. When he saw Jin Zixuan, he smiled shyly, "Young Master Jin..."

Jin Zixuan hastily brought over the plate in her hand, and smiled shyly, "Thank you Miss Jiang for preparing meals for me every day, I... Miss Jiang, why don't you eat with me."

Jiang Yanli blushed, and glanced at him in surprise, but still shook her head slightly, lowered her head and said softly, "Young Master Jin, I've had dinner, and besides, a lonely man and a widow are unreasonable..."

Wei Wuxian watched the two of them blushing and talking there, "Hmph, this Jin Zixuan, even if he has a long memory this time, it seems that we have nothing to do here, Lan Zhan, let's go."

Lan Wangji nodded, and took Wei Wuxian to dinner.

The closer you get to Qishan, the more stalemate the battlefield will be. Mr. Qingheng is making his last breakthrough in retreat, and he is only waiting for the final battle with Wen Ruohan when he exits the retreat.

And even with the help of young and successful monks like Xiao Xingchen and Song Lan, the battle has been stagnant for several days.

At night, Wei WuXian casually grabbed an undershirt and put it on his body, sat at the table looking at the marching map in annoyance, tapped the back of his head, and said to himself: "Why don't I remember that it was so difficult to fight here in my previous life... I remember it was easy..."

Suddenly, a burst of warmth surrounded his back, and the clear, cold sandalwood entered Wei Wuxian's nose with the aroma of saponins just after taking a bath.

The usually inviolable and inviolable HanGuang-Jun was currently pecking and kissing his smooth shoulders and the back of his neck, and whispered in his ear, "Why don't you go to sleep."

After fighting for several days, both sides were finally tired, and each of them repaired the battalion. Wei Wuxian thought that Lan Wangji was thinking too hard, and took advantage of the rare rest to coax and trick him into his own barracks.

Fighting and killing every day, coming back every day full of evil spirits, and holding back for so long, as soon as the two of them entered the army tent, they immediately threw a restraint at the door, and did it for a long time like venting, until Wei Wuxian's voice became hoarse Only then did the flag die down.

Because he was afraid that the evil fire would be ignited while taking a bath together, Lan Wangji waited to help Wei Wuxian clean up, and only went to take a bath after he finished washing himself.

When he came back, he found Wei Wuxian sitting at the table in distress.

Wei Wuxian groped his chin and said thoughtfully, "Lan Zhan, the Wen Sect is powerful, and the battlefield has been unable to advance during this period of time. I'm wondering if I still need to use Ghost Dao."

Lan Wangji was silent for a while, adjusted his position, and let Wei Wuxian sit in his arms without saying a word.

"Lan Zhan..." Wei Wuxian sat down in his arms obediently, then raised his head and kissed his chin, "I know you're worried, but it's not a solution to grind like this."

Lan Wangji lowered his eyes, looked to one side, and said flatly, "Since you have already made up your mind, why bother to ask me."

Seeing him like this, Wei Wuxian became anxious, "Lan Zhan, don't be angry."

Lan Wangji didn't look at him, but said, "No."

Not angry, just hating myself for not being strong enough.

Wei Wuxian froze for a moment, looked at Lan Wangji's awkward expression, and said cautiously, "Lan Zhan, Second Brother Lan~ How about I write a letter to Wen Qing, and ask her if there is any way to temporarily suppress her? Until she writes back, I don't need to be okay, okay?"

Lan Wangji finally turned his gaze back to his face, and nodded reluctantly after a while.

Seeing that his face finally eased, Wei WuXian muttered dissatisfiedly, "Second brother Lan, you really eat me to death."

Lan Wangji looked sideways and said, "Reluctant?"

Wei Wuxian hooked Lan Wangji's neck with a smile, and didn't bother to continue to look at the marching map, and teased, "I'm willing, Brother Lan, let's go to sleep, I haven't slept with you in my arms these days, I can't sleep well. "

Lan Wangji easily picked him up and put him on the bed. He folded his clothes and stretched out his arms to let Wei Wuxian rest on his pillow. As soon as he was lying down, he felt sleepy. Wei Wuxian yawned and put his hands Putting it on his chest, he murmured: "Second Brother Lan, you've tormented me to death tonight, I'm not a box of leeks, you baked it over and over again, um, I'm asleep..."

Lan Wangji kissed his hair, "Go to sleep, Wei Ying."

Seeing his gradually peaceful sleeping face, he finally closed his eyes.

The long night will come to light.

As for Xiao Xingchen, since the last conversation in the barracks, Xue Yang has behaved a lot, and he is no longer stuck to the two Taoist chiefs like a dog's skin plaster. Always remember to put a few bags of sugar.

So for the first time in Xue Yang's life, he felt like he was going to throw up after eating candy.

One day, in order to avoid the "candy concerns" of the two priests, Xue Yang found an excuse to wander out after eating. Although he could not go far, since his performance has been relatively good recently, his hands and mouth were not tied up.

The camp of Xiao Xingchen and the others was assigned later, so it was very close to the logistics department. Xue Yang wandered to the logistics department, looked around, and wanted to touch and play with everything he saw.

Suddenly he saw a lot of plain moiré cloth boxes on a shelf, and he wanted to reach out to look out of curiosity, but was stopped by a person.

"My lord, don't mess with the things in the cloth box."

Xue Yang turned around, and saw a handsome young man with a forehead and Lan's school uniform, looking at him with a smile.

Xue Yang curled his lips in disdain, "What baby, why didn't you move it?"

The young man bowed and did not answer his question, "Young master, my name is Meng Yao, a descendant of the Gusu Lan clan, may I ask who you are?"

Although Xue Yang stopped making trouble, his hooligan attitude could not be changed overnight, he waved his hand casually, "My name is Xue Yang, I have no connections, and you haven't answered my question yet."

Meng Yao was not annoyed, she walked to the side of the shelf, pointed to the cloth box and said, "This is a spare forehead wipe for our Gusu Lan family. Each wipe has an owner, in case it is damaged on the battlefield and needs to be replaced."

Xue Yang asked strangely: "Wiping the forehead, is it just the white strip on your head? It's not something expensive, why don't you let it move."

Meng Yao patiently explained: "Lan's forehead smearing means self-discipline, and it is very private, not to be touched by anyone other than parents, wives and children."

Xue Yang shrugged, "Okay, it's not a rare thing, if you don't touch it, you won't touch it."

Meng Yao tidied up the cloth box, turned her head and said, "Young Master Xue has no family or sect, he must be a righteous man of casual cultivators, he came to help the battle."

Xue Yang laughed in embarrassment, "Well, I was caught doing something bad, and I was tied up in the barracks as a result."

Meng Yao was amused by him, felt impolite, covered her mouth and said, "Master, you are joking, there is no prisoner of war like you, they all came to the logistics department."

Xue Yang thought to himself, no matter how far away I am, I can't get past it, so he changed the topic: "What about you, I think you are not young, but your golden core has not yet been completed, why are you here on the battlefield?"

Lan Xichen's smiling face appeared in Meng Yao's mind, and she smiled a little shyly, "Because there is a person who is very important to me here. Food, but not human fireworks, life is really... hard to describe. I was worried, so I followed."

After finishing speaking, he said solemnly: "What's more, as a child of the Lan family, you should contribute your strength, and there is no distinction between high and low on the battlefield."

Hearing this description, Xue Yang immediately thought of Xiao Xingchen and Song Lan, and nodded sympathetically. Song Lan was better because he came out of the mountain earlier and had more experience. Xiao Xingchen was a pretty girl in his opinion. The second fool, Daoist priest, is innocent and kind, and really does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Xue Yang said indignantly: "Really! I also came with these two people. You don't know. Last time they bought a pack of dragon beard candy in the town, the peddler actually charged them ten taels of silver. The key point is that they are really going to pay for it." Money! Didn't piss me off!"

Meng Yao looked at him in surprise, and also remembered Lan Xichen's foolishness, and said with a smile, "I'm talking about Mr. Ze... the same, the last time he wanted to buy quilts for the army, the store quoted the price randomly, and he actually I’m ready to pay without looking at it, tell me, how can there be such a stupid person!”

Xue Yang had been tied up for the past few days, but now he opened up the chatter box, and he and Meng Yao seemed to hit it off right away, so he directly pulled him to the side and sat down, "Come on, no one has talked to me for a long time, let me tell you, those two people Last time..."

"Yeah, he also..."

"Oh, by the way, once, both of them..."

"Ah, mine is also the same, but I was so worried, that day..."

"Hahahaha, right? Why do you think there is such a person?"

"But I still think he's fine."

"Well, in fact, those two are just a little stupid, but they are also very good."

The two chatted enthusiastically, Meng Yao covered her mouth and smiled from time to time, while Xue Yang slapped the table and laughed wildly. They were chatting happily, suddenly Xue Yang's face froze and he curled up in pain.

Meng Yao was shocked, and quickly supported him, "Mr. Xue, what's wrong with you?"

Xue Yang said with difficulty: "Xiao Xingchen has left the barracks. He knows I'm outside, so he won't leave without saying hello. Something must have happened!"

After finishing speaking, she stumbled and ran out in one direction, Meng Yao froze for a moment, and followed.

-TBC-

Hahahaha I wrote that Yaomei and Xue Yang get along so happily

Tucao duo

Previous life

Xue: I want to kill him

Yao: I agree, but I think you can torture him with xxx first and then xxx

Xue: hhhh good idea

smile at each other

this life

Xue: Xiao Xingchen is really too stupid!

Yao: Mr. Zewu is really kind!

Woohoo, it's another day of worrying about them