【WangXian】Win all games

Wen's family was hit hard. Although everyone relaxed a lot, a string in their hearts never let go.

Wen Ruohan.

The troops of the Hundred Families and the Nie's army stationed at the foot of Mount Qi formally joined forces, and Lord Qingheng had also left the pass and came from nowhere in Yunshen.

And the most powerful monks and guest officials of the Wen family also gathered in the nightless sky.

The war is about to start.

Lan Wangji and Lan Xichen received the letter from their father, and they waited at the gate of the camp early, taking Wei Wuxian by the way.

In the distance, the morning light was twilight, and everyone in the barracks was still sleeping, and there was some dawn-specific moisture in the air.

Seeing Qing Heng-jun approaching from a distance with his sword, Wei Wuxian suddenly became a little timid, and quietly tugged on Lan Wangji's sleeve and said in a low voice, "Lan Zhan Lan Zhan, why don't I go back first?"

Although he was the one who clamored for Lan Wangji to bring him here.

Lan Wangji glanced at him, "Don't be afraid."

Looking at the father who was getting closer, he comforted: "Father, I will like you."

He understood Wei Wuxian's timidity, just like when he was stopped by Jiang Fengmian.

In the previous life, when the two communicated with each other, their father had already passed away, and Jiang Fengmian had also been dead for many years. Apart from Lan Qiren, there was basically no need to face any elders.

But in this life, the elders are all around, and the two people who have been married for many years are as nervous as if they are meeting their parents for the first time.

The graceful Qingheng Jun has landed on his sword, his face looks like a banished fairy, and he is wearing the robes of the Lan family. He has the kindness and gentleness of Lan Xichen, and the coolness of Lan Wangji. These two auras, which should be somewhat contradictory, fit together well. It appeared on Qingheng Jun.

"Huan'er, Zhan'er." Qing Heng nodded to the two brothers of the Lan family, then looked at Wei Wuxian and smiled, "...Young Master Wei?"

Now that his name had been called, Wei Wuxian had no choice but to stand up and saluted respectfully, "My junior, the head disciple of the Yunmengjiang Clan, Wei Ying, whose name is Wuxian, has met Mr. Qingheng."

Qingheng-jun looked at Wei Wuxian with a smile on his face, and Wei Wuxian couldn't help but glance at Lan Wangji's body uneasily.Seeing this, Qingheng Jun chuckled, reached out and patted his shoulder, "I heard Wangji tell your story, you are a good boy, you have suffered."

Wei Wuxian replied stammeringly: "I don't... I don't, it's fine, I... Qingheng-jun."

Lord Qingheng turned his head to look at the two sons, said a few words to them, and then said: "Go back to the camp first, I want to have a few words with Mr. Wei alone."

Lan Xichen responded, and Lan Wangji silently looked at the two of them, and finally agreed.

Qingheng Jun looked at the backs of the two sons leaving, turned to look at Wei Wuxian, "Young Master Wei, there are only two of us now."

Wei Wuxian replied nervously, "It's... Lord Qingheng."

Qingheng Jun smiled kindly, "Young Master Wei, don't be so nervous."

"I'm very happy that you are willing to be with Zhan'er."

Wei Wuxian looked at him in surprise, immediately shook his head, and whispered, "No, I'm lucky to be liked by Lan Zhan."

"Zhan'er said the same thing." Qingheng Jun sighed, "He said that he was lucky in his three lives, and he deserves your pity."

"I used to think that with Zhan'er's temperament, he might be celibate like Qiren for the rest of his life. Zhan'er is not good at words, silent and restrained, but his temperament is first-class stubborn."

"When he told me about Mr. Wei, his eyes sparkled."

"Although... I haven't seen Zhan'er much, but I always remember his expression at that time."

Wei Wuxian froze for a moment, then lowered his head, "Lan Zhan, he never said that to me."

Qingheng-jun smiled knowingly, "I know he won't say it."

"Mr. Wei, as a father, thank you very much for liking Zhan'er."

"Although you have not yet achieved etiquette in this world, you can still call me father when there are no outsiders."

Wei Wuxian was stunned for a long time, his lips opened and closed, as if a sentence was pressed in his throat, and finally, his Adam's apple rolled heavily, and he called out very softly, "...Father."

"Good boy." Qingheng Jun looked at him kindly, as if he was looking at something else through him, "My wife, if she still... will definitely like Mr. Wei."

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes towards the direction of the camp, "Go, Zhan'er is still waiting for you."

Wei Wuxian followed his gaze to see that Lan Xichen was gone, only Lan Wangji was standing far away, standing upright, watching him silently.

As if he didn't come, he kept waiting.

Suppressing all the emotions in his heart, he respectfully said goodbye to Mr. Qingheng, then quickly ran towards Lan Wangji, and rushed into his arms.

Lan Wangji was bumped by him, but he only staggered slightly, and held Wei Wuxian firmly in his arms.

"Father... what did he say to you?"

Wei WuXian absorbed the rich cold sandalwood fragrance from his body, stretched out his arms and hugged his waist tightly, lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "Your father said that I bewitched you, and that you won't be allowed to associate with me after the war." gone."

Lan Wangji said helplessly, "Father, he wouldn't say that."

Wei Wuxian smacked his lips, and his naughty nature came up again, "Well, your father just described to me how much you adore me, how obsessed you are, how obsessive you are, how obsessed you are."

Lan Wangji said, "Well, what else?"

Wei Wuxian looked up in surprise, "Aren't you going to refute me?"

Lan Wangji looked calm and composed, and kissed Wei Wuxian's smooth forehead, "Father's words are true."

I am indeed fascinated by you, all kinds of things, all kinds of meat and eight vegetables, and I am fascinated.

"Ah—" Wei Wuxian sighed, and fell into his arms again, "Then I said, it's not Mr. Qingheng, it's me who is obsessed with sex, obsessed with ghosts, who loves you like a fascination, and who is obsessed with you ~"

Lan Wangji said, "Crazy for sex?"

Wei Wuxian laughed a few times, stretched out his hand to gently pinch Lan Wangji's chin, and said frivolously, "My patriarch can't get enough of Lan Wangji's appearance for three lifetimes."

Lan Wangji glanced at him, "Then stay obsessed."

Wei Wuxian laughed out loud this time, his whole body trembling in his arms, "Hahaha, I'm obsessed, I must be obsessed, second brother, I'm going to be fascinated by you!"

Lan Wangji bent the corner of his mouth silently, and straightened his belt that was crooked from smiling, "Okay, let's go back. We'll be leaving after breakfast."

Wei WuXian stopped laughing, put his chin on Lan WangJi's shoulder, and looked in the direction of the night sky. The dawn fog had almost cleared, and the sun was about to rise.

"Lan Zhan, the decisive battle is about to begin."

"Yeah." The slender knuckles stroked Wei Wuxian's hair once and for all, and said calmly, "It's always going to be hit."

They fought all the way, just for this day, to restore the peace and prosperity of the Baijia of Xianmen, and to achieve an unfinished consummation.

"I know." Wei WuXian tilted his head and leaned against his shoulder, "Let me hold you for a while before going to have breakfast, I got up too early today..."

"Ah."

Under Meng Yao's careful layout and the leadership of several young talents, the Allied Forces of Hundred Factions won successive battles and conquered the city that never sleeps in a very short period of time.

The decisive battle with Wen Ruohan finally came.

Under the leadership of Wei Wuxian, Jiang Cheng and Jin Zixuan, the Allied Forces of Hundred Families fought fiercely with the most elite troops of the Wen Sect in Nevernight City. Nie Mingjue, Lord Qingheng, and Shuangbi of the Lan Sect directly attacked Yanyang Palace.

Jiang Fengmian and Mrs. Yu stayed at the camp because of their previous injuries.

Wen Ruohan fought against the four of them calmly as before, and he didn't lose the wind at all.

With three swords and one sword, his spiritual power burst out, but he couldn't get close to Wen Ruohan's body.

Suddenly, there was a roaring sound from a distance, and everyone felt that something was wrong. Jiang Cheng Yujian went up to see that it was like a tsunami-like wave rolling towards the nightless sky, and Wen Ruohan in the Yanyang Palace was proud of himself. smiling.

Jiang Cheng was horrified, "No, Wen Ruohan's magical skills have been accomplished, and he can move mountains and seas! There are big waves in the distance, let our people retreat quickly!"

Wei Wuxian shouted, "What about Lan Zhan and the others! They're still in the Yanyang Palace!"

Jin Zixuan pierced a Wen family monk, turned around and shouted: "I can't control so much now! The tsunami is coming, Wen Ruohan doesn't even want the lives of his own monks, he just wants us all to die here, as much as we can go !"

Jiang Cheng grabbed Wei Wuxian on the ground, "Wei Wuxian! Let's go!"

Wei Wuxian flung his hand away, his eyes were red, and he rushed straight to the Yanyang Palace.

Seeing the waves getting closer and seeing the situation in the Yanyang Palace, Meng Yao felt anxious, but he didn't have the strength to get out of the encirclement to the Yanyang Palace, so he could only be anxious.

Looking at the approaching waves, he suddenly thought of the entrustment Lan Xichen gave him before going to the battlefield.

【Ayao, if I go here, I'm close to death.

As a lieutenant general, you must put the overall situation first. 】

Ruthlessly closed his eyes, he immediately stabilized his mind, recalled the trend of the mountains on the map of the night sky, raised the command flag and called: "Everyone, don't blindly retreat, there is a low-lying area behind! Slight injuries may be serious injuries, those who can control the sword Take those who cannot control the sword and go to the east valley!"

Then he immediately shouted to Xiao Xingchen and the others not far away: "Daoist Xiao Daochang, Daochang Song, you have high cultivation levels, hurry back to the barracks and let them go to the valley behind the barracks, where it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it can also block the water." !"

Xiao Xingchen and Song Lan nodded, grabbed Xue Yang and left with their swords.

Jiang Cheng looked at Wei Wuxian who was persisting on the battlefield jumping anxiously, wishing he could directly tie him away with Zidian.

In fact, he did exactly that. At the moment when the tsunami hit his face, he tied Wei Wuxian to the Three Poisons, but Wei Wuxian continued to struggle and shouted at Yanyang Palace: "Jiang Cheng! You let go!" I'm going down! I'm going to save Lan Zhan!"

San Du was swayed by his struggle, and almost fell down a few times, Jiang Cheng wanted to scold him with violent veins, but found Wei Wuxian was crying.

"Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng, I beg you, please release Zidian and let me down, I can't watch Lan Zhan die!"

When was the last time Jiang Cheng saw Wei Wuxian crying, he no longer remembers.

Jiang Cheng cried out in pain, "Is Lan Wangji more important than your own life?"

"Yes!" Wei Wuxian yelled, "Lan Zhan is dead, I will never live alone!"

"You fucking..." Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth and looked at Wei Wuxian, but he saw an unprecedented firmness on his face.

Wei Wuxian looked at the hell-like scene of Shura in the nightless sky below, and suddenly thought about it, calmed down, stopped his tears and said to Jiang Cheng: "Jiang Cheng, I will not die, let me go, I will take you with me." Come back with Lan Zhan to find you."

"Do you believe me or not."

Jiang Cheng gasped heavily and stared at him, clenched his fists creakingly, and finally let go of Zi Dian.

Then, looking at the back of Wei Wuxian Yujian returning to the battlefield, he shouted loudly: "Wei Wuxian, if you dare to die here, I will raise a hundred dogs in Lianhuawu! I will hang around your grave every day!"

Wei Wuxian waved his hand at him with his back away.

Under the command of Meng Yao, the Allied Forces of Hundred Families retreated safely. The casualties were fair, but more than half of the monks of the Wen family died. The Yanyang Palace was on the high platform, and it was not submerged in water. Bichen's sword light could still be seen flickering inside. .

Well, it's still too late.

Wei Wuxian made up his mind, pulled out the statement, and put it on his lips, thinking about the way he tenderly told him, which gradually aroused resentment.

[Get up and tear up your former masters. 】

[The sound of the flute does not stop, you will never stop. 】

A large number of Wen family monks turned into murderous corpses, or got up from the water, or stood up from the steps that were not submerged, and were urged by the sound of the flute to rush towards the Yanyang Palace.

When Lan Wangji saw batches of murderous corpses rushing up, he knew it was Wei Wuxian who made the move. Nie Mingjue was surprised to see those murderous corpses wearing Wen's family robes rushing towards Wen Ruohan, and couldn't understand for a while. what happened.

Wen Ruohan was surprised for a moment when he was surrounded by an unexpected large number of murderous corpses, but he recovered immediately. After all, in his eyes, these murderous corpses were nothing more than ants.

After the other three found that the murderous corpses were only attacking Wen Ruohan, they immediately took up their weapons and continued to attack Wen Ruohan. Wen Ruohan was quite comfortable at first, but gradually discovered that there was an endless stream of murderous corpses. Just stand up and keep fighting.

After fighting for two full hours, Wen Ruohan finally showed a slight opening under the tireless attack of the murderous corpses. Lan's three swords pierced his throat, heart and abdomen, and Ba Xia directly chopped off his head.

A generation of heroes has thus fallen, and the campaign to shoot the sun has come to an end.

The four of them stepped out of the Yanyang Palace, and Wei Wuxian stopped in front of Lan Wangji with his sword, his hand was still clinging to the confession, his face was slightly pale, he tried to pull the corners of his mouth, and just called out the word "blue", He fell straight down.

Lan Wangji didn't care about Yazheng, and rushed over to catch Wei Wuxian's falling body.

"Wei Ying!"

-TBC-