I am a cult

Thinking of the patriarch of the Wen clan, Wen Ruohan, Jin Ling felt that he still didn't like it very much, but he was still a little puzzled. In this "world", Wen Ruohan didn't massacre members of the immortal sect, and Yunmeng Lianhuawu and other immortal sects were not destroyed either.

Could it be because of Mr. Zewu?

If there is any difference between the two "realms", tracing the root cause actually started with this incident, and Zewu Lord Lan Xichen is the variable in it.

Jin Ling's expression changed, did Wen Ruohan change his ways for Ze Wu-jun?

"puff……"

Can't think about it, it's too... scary.

Wen Yuan looked up and said in surprise, "A Ling, what's wrong with you? Is the soup not tasty?"

Jin Ling wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "It's okay, the soup is delicious."

He didn't lie, even if it was a vegetarian soup with no meat, the cook in Shuiyunjian made a white jade mushroom soup so delicious that people could not wait to swallow their tongues.

"Zewu-jun, I didn't do it on purpose, I choked on it accidentally."

Anyway, it's really rude.

Lan Xichen smiled and said, "No problem."

Jin Ling lowered his head to pick up the rice, his face flustered with embarrassment. Lan's children also had a lot of rules when eating, just like Ah Yuan pampered him and loved him again and again, and reminded himself again and again that "you don't talk about food", but he is still here with Mr. Zewu. Lost courtesy.

After lunch, a guard came over to spread the word that Wen Yuan's family members had come to Evernight City.

Jin Ling remembered that Wen Yuan's family was the offshoot of Wen Qing and Wen Ning's lineage.

Lan Xichen also remembers Wen Qing and them. When he was seriously injured, it was Wen Qing who took care of him non-stop for several days, and then served him meticulously and drank the decoction for two months before he recovered. .

Hearing that warmth is coming, Lan Xichen said: "A Yuan, go find your aunt! They must be thinking about you very hard. Also, Miss Wenqing is a doctor, and I still have some medicinal materials here. You can take them and give them to you." She should make the best use of everything, but it would be a waste of money to put it here."

"Yes, Master."

"A Ling, let him stay here with me!"

"...Alright."

It can be said that for Jin Ling, Shuiyunjian is the safest place in the entire city that never sleeps.

Wen Yuan didn't ask Jin Ling's opinion at all, took the medicinal materials and left, leaving only Jin Ling looking at his back sadly.

Lan Xichen said amusedly, "A Ling, won't you stay with me?"

"No, it's just that I'm very noisy, and I'm afraid of disturbing your peace, Mr. Zewu."

"A-Ling is out of touch by saying that."

"Zewu-jun, you don't think I'm noisy."

"how could be?"

Only then did Jin Ling laugh, he wasn't usually considerate, but he really liked Mr. Zewu so much that he unconsciously felt cautious for fear of offending him.

In the past, Jin Ling also met Lan Xichen many times. His uncle invited Lan Xichen to Jinlin Terrace. At that time, the little Jin Ling liked Lan Xichen who was like a zhilan jade tree. He always felt that he came from the sky. Immortal.

Jin Ling was very self-willed when he was a child. He was a little person who showed his teeth and claws, and was born with a noble status. Anyone who saw him would have a headache.

When Lan Xichen smiled at him, Jin Ling blushed with embarrassment.

For such a good-looking and gentle person, Xiao Jinling was afraid that he would make him hate him, so he pretended to be obedient.

"Zewu-jun, you go to read, I will definitely not trouble you."

"it is good."

The tea room was elegantly furnished, and it could be seen that it was arranged according to Lan Xichen's preferences. There were many books and scrolls inside, and there was an incense table on the couch in the middle, with brushes, ink, paper and inkstones on it.

Opening the exquisite sliding door, all the flowers and trees in the small courtyard come into view, and the white magnolias are in full bloom.

Jin Ling was sitting on the couch with the rabbit in his arms, just watching Lan Xichen read a book, his every move was pleasing to the eye.

After a while, Jin Ling couldn't help but said, "Zewu Jun is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, really amazing. When I was a child, I didn't like reading very much. The teacher who taught me frightened me, saying that if I didn't study hard, he would beat my uncle with a ruler. When I heard this, I was terrified, thinking that this gentleman is so powerful that he dared to beat even my fierce uncle."

Lan Xichen stopped turning the pages of the book, raised his eyes and smiled, looking extremely amazed.

"Zewu-jun, I won't talk, you read a book!"

Then, after a while...

"Zewu-jun, do you like Jinxingxuelang? There are many peonies in Lanling, but Jinxingxuelang is the most beautiful... Ah, I forgot, Zewu-jun likes magnolias."

Lan Xichen turned over a page of the book and said with a smile, "Venus Snow Wave is the king of flowers, it is indeed noble and beautiful. I heard that the Venus Snow Wave in Lanling Jinlin Terrace is in full bloom, which is even more fascinating."

Jin Ling laughed "hehe" twice, covered his mouth, and was bored thinking of making fun of himself.

He took paper, pen and ink, leaned over the desk and began to draw. Even Lan Xichen looked at him curiously, not reading the book in his hand.

Let's not talk about how Jin Ling's painter is, but he draws very quickly, and he has drawn several pictures in a while.

Lan Xichen smiled and said, "A Ling, what did you draw? Can I have a look?"

Jin Ling nodded, smiled and took his own paintings and ran to Lan Xichen, flipping through them one by one for Lan Xichen to read.

"This is my uncle. He is very fierce. He often beats people with a whip and makes them scream. He also often yells at me and threatens to break my legs."

Lan Xichen: "..."

This painter is a bit unflattering!

"This is my little uncle. He is a very nice person. He smiles and never hurts me. The little uncle has a great memory. He even remembers things I like and things I don't like very clearly."

Lan Xichen ignored the painting and said, "It seems that little uncle loves Ah Ling very much!"

"This is my uncle. Don't look so majestic outside. In fact, he runs faster than dogs when he sees dogs. He is most afraid of dogs. My uncle also likes spicy food. He even cooks a Glutinous rice porridge has a lot of peppers, which is unpalatable."

The nose and face are also unclear in this picture, but the dog in the back is somewhat similar.

Lan Xichen said, "A Ling's eldest uncle is also very interesting."

"This is A Yuan..."

When Lan Xichen heard this, he tried his best to distinguish the facial features of the person on the portrait, but he was really powerless.

"Is this A Yuan?"

Jin Ling smiled and nodded, "Well, this is Yuan, the person I like the most."

Lan Xichen showed a surprised expression, and Jin Ling blinked, knowing that he might have misunderstood.

He picked up a pen and wrote a "wish" on the paper, then showed it to Lan Xichen.

"It turned out to be Ah Yuan!"

It turned out it wasn't Wen Yuan.

Jin Ling smiled, with the corners of his mouth raised, as if he had thought of something and smiled happily.

He said: "A Yuan and I have known each other for a long time. He took good care of me during the night hunting, but even if he liked me, he kept silent until I was so angry that I risked being broken by my uncle. With him, he said that he actually liked me a long time ago."

It was the first time that Lan Xichen heard such a thing from others, because the Lan family had many rules and he had high expectations, so he was disciplined even more strictly. No one had ever told him such "unseemly" things in private.

Love and love are not taboo in the Lan family, but they are still told by the elders not to be frivolous, because they are afraid that the younger generation will waste their studies and cultivation by indulging in love.

Later, when he was young, he already had a good reputation, and he had the demeanor of a descendant of the Lan family, with a noble character and a beautiful scenery, and others really regarded him as a direct immortal who can only be seen from a distance, and those who associate with him are all descendants of famous scholars from the immortal sect , They are all people with excellent tutors, and they don't even make jokes.

But now, Lan Xichen felt that he was older than this boy, so being an elder should be affordable.

He also really likes this boy named "A Ling", and always feels an inexplicable sense of intimacy. He has only met him twice, and he thinks that A Ling should be destined to him.

Then, Jin Ling put down the portrait, raised his face and asked curiously, "Mr. Zewu, do you like anyone?"

Lan Xichen was taken aback, then smiled wryly, how can he talk about what he likes or dislikes with his current status, it's all like this anyway.

However, people who like...

He said softly: "No, I have never liked anyone."

Jin Ling's face puffed up, because he also remembered his current status, so he was a little dissatisfied with Wen Ruohan, whom he had never met.

"Zewu-jun, Wen... Sect Master Wen must have treated you badly, right?"

Unexpectedly, Lan Xichen shook his head and said, "He treats me very well, but, it's just that I don't want his kindness..."

If it wasn't for the encounter at the Qishan symposium, if it wasn't for Wen Ruohan's thoughts on him, he probably wouldn't be like this.

Since staying in Nightless City, Wen Ruohan has already announced to the world that his identity is beyond doubt.

Lan Xichen couldn't resist, he was afraid that the Wen family would harm the Lan family, and the Gusu Lan family and his younger brother Lan Wangji were his only weaknesses, Wen Ruohan knew this very well, so he took advantage of it.

In fact, Wen Ruohan didn't stop him from going back to Yunshen, but he felt that his reputation would be ruined and the Lan family would be ashamed, so he didn't want to go back.

Seeing his dejected look, Jin Ling hurriedly said with distress: "Jun Zewu, don't be sad, I won't mention that bastard Wen Ruohan, my son is a bastard, I'm sure it won't be much better, even though that old bastard has a good eye for Shang Ze Wu Jun, you really don't have to be sad for that bastard."

Seeing Jin Ling's nervous expression and not even calling "Sect Master Wen", Lan Xichen smiled again.

He said, "Don't worry, Ah Ling. After a long time, I've gotten used to it. When he gets tired of me, I'll be free!"

Jin Ling pursed his lips, thinking that you are so good-looking, that old bastard will definitely not let you go.

It's more obvious from a closer look, Mr. Zewu looks so good!

Jin Ling rolled his eyes, and suddenly reached out to grab Lan Xichen's hand, saying, "Zewu-jun, let's go release the paper kites!"

"...I don't have a kite."

"I have a lot."

Jin Ling took out the paper kites from the Qiankun bag, and said they were putting them together, but he was still playing alone, while Lan Xichen stood by and watched.

"Zewu-jun, am I setting it too high?"

"Very high..."

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In the next chapter, Boss Wen will appear on the stage, but Wen Chao will continue to make trouble...