【WangXian】Win all games

Five days later, Wang Lingjiao stepped into the gate of Lianhuawu very punctually.

This time Wei Wuxian deliberately asked the juniors not to fly kites today, and Wang Lingjiao had no reason to get angry when she came in, so she directly mentioned the matter of the procuratorate.

Madam Yu and Jiang Fengmian were both present, and the two of them were sitting at the main seat. Because they knew what was going on, they didn't even bother to exchange pleasantries with Wang Lingjiao. On the ground, Jiang Fengmian and Jin Zhu Yinzhu quickly dealt with the Wen Family cultivator who was following Wang Lingjiao, but a fish that slipped through the net still let out a signal firework.

Outside of Lianhuawu, Wei Wuxian had already been waiting on a high place for a long time.

Wei Wuxian looked at the mighty Wen monks parked on the pier, and sneered. The river in Yunmeng, on the surface, the lotus leaves are falling to the sky, and the years are peaceful, but after all, it is the confluence of great rivers. There are countless people in the mourning water.

Blowing on the bamboo flute that Lan Wangji found for him, although it is not as good as Chen Qing's, but it is enough.

Countless resentful spirits in the water climbed onto the boat flying the Lieyang flag, and all kinds of screams were heard all at once. Most of the Wen family monks didn't know what happened, and they were bitten to pieces by the ghosts.

In fact, there are many mountains and little water in Qishan, and most people don't know water. It would be faster to let the water ghost bite them and drag them into the water. However, Wei Wuxian didn't want Wengou's body to lie on the bottom of the lake in Lianhuawu. In the future, I will still eat lotus pods!

Wen Chao and Wen Zhuliu were waiting on the shore, rushing in as soon as they saw the signal, Lan Wangji was already waiting by the side, Wen Chao was nothing to be afraid of, it was Wen Zhuliu who was in trouble.

Jiang Fengmian, his wife, and Jiang Cheng fought outside with Wen Chao's monks from the Wen family, while Lan Wangji confronted Wen Zhuliu.

Wen Zhuliu had long heard that Lan's Shuangbi was exceptionally talented, but after all, he was just a young man who was not as good as a weak crown, so he didn't take it to heart. However, after only three moves, he already felt powerless and looked at it very puzzled. Lan Wangji stood opposite him.

Wen Zhuliu was secretly surprised that this level of cultivation would be absolutely impossible within a few decades.

Lan Wangji didn't give him a chance to continue thinking, so he took a sword flower and stabbed at it. If there was no Wen Zhuliu, there would be no incident of cutting the pill, and Wei Ying would not have suffered so much for it. There will be 13 years that are abruptly missed.

He is also a human being, and he also has the emotion of "hate".

Gusu Lan's swordsmanship seeks to be steady, but Lan Wangji's few moves are deadly.After another three moves, Bichen cut off Wen Zhuliu's right hand in the blink of an eye.

On the other side, Jiang Cheng beat up the Wen family monks who were escorting Wang Lingjiao who was about to crawl away, and finally nailed Wang Lingjiao to the ground with a sword. It was easy to use, and Wen Chao was also joined by Jiang Fengmian and Yu Ziyuan, surrounded by purple electricity, piercing the heart with a single sword.

The Battle of Lianhuawu has been won so far.

On the same day, Jiang Yanli, who was far away in Meishan, received an urgent letter from the Jiang family.

There are only four words in the letter.

--All safe.

"That's great..." Jiang Yanli put away the secret letter with tears in his eyes, then bid farewell to his grandmother and rushed back to Yunmeng.

In Lianhuawu, Jiang's disciples cleaned up the corpses in twos and threes, piled Wengou's corpses outside the door, and burned them together, while the corpses of their own children were neatly arranged for counting.

Jiang Cheng stood aside with his arms folded and supervised. The loss of Lianhuawu in this battle can be said to be negligible compared to the loss of Wengou.

But he and Jiang Fengmian and his wife knew very well that Wen's strength should not be underestimated compared to the sun. If Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji were not here today, Lianhuawu would be in danger.

Moreover, he went outside to check, and the corpses on the ship did not die of the righteous way, but were bitten to death by thousands of ghosts.

Jiang Cheng frowned and looked at the busy Jiang family children. The sky was covered with dark clouds and heavy rain was coming.

When Wei Wuxian came back from dealing with the Wen family monks outside, the battle in Lianhuawu was over. After he reported to Jiang Fengmian and his wife, he used the excuse that he was too tired to go back to his room to rest. Lan Wangji also nodded slightly beside him. , expressing himself to take care of him.

The two of them didn't go back to their room. Wei Wuxian walked to the pier outside Lianhuawu, sat down, and played the flute silently. Lan Wangji stood straight behind him, silently accompanying him. with.

Many Wen's boats were parked on Lianhua Lake, and Jiang's disciples in purple family robes were cleaning the boats. The usually quiet lotus was stained red with blood, just like the first generation of Lianhuawu.

It's just that it wasn't the Wen family's blood that stained the lotus pond red, but the Jiang family's blood.

Wei WuXian looked up at the gray sky, slowed down the speed of spinning the flute, his gaze was unfocused, and he just looked in the direction of the lotus pond.

Wei Wuxian murmured, "Lan Zhan, look at the sky, it looks like it's going to rain heavily."

On the day when Lianhuawu was destroyed in the previous life, there was a heavy rain afterwards, which extinguished the pride and conceit in the hearts of the two young people, and realized that they were so vulnerable, unable to guard their homes and people.

Lan Wangji took a step forward, and sat cross-legged beside Wei Wuxian, "It's fine for the next match, it can wash away the blood in the lotus pond."

"Yeah, it doesn't look good when the lotus is stained with blood." Wei Wuxian said numbly, but he didn't sound very happy, or rather, he didn't have any emotions at all.

Lan Wangji looked sideways at him, and lightly put his arms around his shoulders, "Wei Ying, they're still there."

As if certain words had to be heard from Lan Wangji's mouth, Wei Wuxian could truly confirm, his body trembled slightly, and he came back to his senses like waking up from a dream.

"Lan Zhan, did we really... succeed?" Leaning his head on Lan WangJi's shoulder, he repeated dreamily, "Lan Zhan, did we really succeed?"

"Well, Lotus Pier is still there." Lan Wangji answered him tirelessly.

Listening to his cold and deep but extremely patient answer, Wei Wuxian finally felt a sense of tiredness belatedly, and when Lan Wangji looked at him again, he had already fallen asleep leaning on his shoulder.

Lan Wangji covered him with a cloud-pattern coat, gently picked him up, and smoothed out the hair on his temples, "Sleep, Wei Ying."

He carried Wei Wuxian back to Lianhuawu, but met Jiang Cheng on the way.

Jiang Cheng looked at Lan Wangji hugging the sleeping Wei Wuxian like a woman, and was covered with a coat that was obviously from the Lan family's robe. He stared at the two of them in surprise, and his eyes, which were not small at all, opened wide at this moment. Sweeping back and forth on the faces of the two of them, just as he opened his mouth to say something, he saw Lan Wangji shake his head slightly.

"Wei Ying is tired, let him sleep for a while." Lan Wangji lowered his eyes, glanced at Wei Wuxian, who was not sleeping peacefully, and said.

Of course, Jiang Cheng also saw Wei Wuxian's tired face, and finally chose to shut up and left in silence.

As he walked, he thought, the way Lan Wangji looked at Wei Wuxian just now, and the way they hugged each other, how could they look so much like the famous loving couple in the east of the city.

The plots from various folk tales that Nie Huaisang insisted on sharing with them suddenly popped up in his mind. It couldn't be that Lan Wangji gave him his body in order to repay his "life-saving grace", right?

The more Jiang Cheng thought about it, the more terrifying he felt, shaking the goosebumps on his body, and went back to his room.

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