I am a cult

Wen Xu said coldly: "My name is not right? Wen Yuan, is your name right? You are just a side branch of the Wen family, and you are not even qualified to enter the city that never sleeps. You have such ambitions It’s already outrageous.”

Wen Yuan was not annoyed, and said: "Mr. Wen Xu's words seem to make sense, the suzerain position, we can occupy it!"

Jin Ling said angrily, "You bastard Wen Yuan, after all, you have to fight?"

"My dear Ah Ling, don't worry yet!"

Wen Xu glanced at all of them, and he had already thought about it, his father's exhaustion of spiritual power was no longer something to be afraid of, and it was Wen Yuan and Meng Yao who had to deal with them now.

Among these people, Wen Yuan's cultivation is considered to be the best. Although the boy in the golden star snow wave robe is young, his cultivation is not bad, but Meng Yao's most powerful thing has never been his cultivation. Can't get on the stage at all.

So, why did Wen Yuan dare to compete with him for the suzerain position?

"Wen Yuan, you..."

Wen Yuan smiled, and said slowly: "Mr. Wen Xu is very calculating, falling snow, Qianzhihong, and a taste of Tianxiangzi... three kinds of non-toxic and harmless medicines, you dropped them in Jinsiyinlu tea Xue, Qianzhihong should be in a pregnant elixir. I heard that Mr. Wen Xu once offered a pregnant elixir to the suzerain for the master, but the suzerain should have destroyed it himself, and then it was contaminated with the medicinal properties of Qianzhihong. In the end, you only need to add the last taste of Tianxiangzi to the nine-grade orchid incense used by the master, and you can infuse the suzerain with a poison called "spirit-eating incense". It's like being devoured by spiritual power, now is your great opportunity to make a move."

After hearing what Wen Yuan said, Lan Xichen also gritted his teeth. This Wen Xu is really good at calculating. He also has some medical skills, but he has learned the truth again and again. He basically used his own hands to give Wen Ruohan step by step. poison.

Even Wen Chao shouted in horror: "Father, father, it's not my fault, I never wanted to poison you, I really didn't..."

Both Jinsiyinlu tea and Nine Grade Zhilanxiang were given to Lan Xichen himself, but he didn't know that kind of medicine was in it, and he didn't have the guts to do that.

Fearing that Wen Chao would anger Wen Xu and cause him to be killed, his bodyguard hurriedly pulled him away, covering his mouth regardless of his dignity.

Lan Xichen said bitterly, "Why did you treat him like this, he is your biological father?"

He didn't understand why Wen Xu could be so cruel, not only murdering his own father, but also taking advantage of his trusting brother Wen Chao. Could it be that his blood relatives could not compare to his desire for power?

Wen Xu faced Lan Xichen, but he was still willing to say a few more words.

He said: "It's my father's fault. He indulged in the confusion you brought him. It's because he forgot what he should do. He is the most respected and powerful person in the immortal sect. He should show his dominance." He is a god, how can he lower himself to be equal to those ants? So, I will accomplish what he failed to do, and I will lead Wen My clan dominates the Immortal Sect, and all the disciples of the Immortal Sect’s hundred families submit to my feet, and the sun will never set in the City of Nevernight..."

Lan Xichen murmured, "Wen Xu, you're crazy."

Wen Yuan said: "He is indeed crazy. He keeps saying that he loves you, Master, but in fact he loves power more."

Wen Xu scolded: "Wen Yuan, what do you know? Only when I have power can I do whatever I want, and only then can I be like my father and keep the person I like tightly by my side, even if he doesn't love me."

Wen Yuan looked at him and said with a smile: "Wen Xu, don't compare yourself to the Sovereign, you are not as good as one of his fingers."

Seemingly amused by his words, Wen Ruohan burst out laughing, seeing Wen Xu's livid face, he laughed even more.

However, Wen Yuan suddenly looked serious and said, "Sect Master, do you know what I admire most about you?"

"tell me the story."

However, Wen Yuan looked at Lan Xichen, as if these words were intended for him, and said, "A Wen Ruohan, a city that never sleeps, and decades of peace from a hundred families of immortal sects, you can exchange them for a girl." Lan Xichen of the Su Lan Clan, this kind of courage is unmatched by anyone."

"what?"

Lan Xichen was stunned, he looked at Wen Yuan in disbelief, and then at Wen Ruohan.

"A Yuan, what's going on?"

After listening to the nonsense, Jin Ling became impatient, and said, "Jun Zewu, the meaning of the bastard Wen Yuan is that Wen Ruohan loves you very much, and he gave up his ambition of unifying the immortal sect for you, so maybe he won't hurt the Lan family in the first place." The person in question was to keep you from being sad, but later he changed, completely extinguished that ambition, and wanted to be with you for a long time."

It can only be because of this, otherwise, the Qishan Wen Sect in the "realm" he originally lived in was a bloody lesson, because of Wen Ruohan's ambition, the hundreds of immortal sects who were brutally suppressed joined forces to destroy the Qishan Wen Sect.

The biggest difference between the two "worlds" is Lan Xichen's accident. Since the accident occurred, perhaps such a tragic ending can be avoided.

"...He is for me? He is for me, not hurting my family, not hurting other people..."

Lan Xichen felt so uncomfortable in his chest, as if a hole had been broken in his chest, it was so painful and uncomfortable that he almost couldn't breathe.

He always thought that he hated Wen Ruohan, hated him for humiliating him, hated him for ruining his reputation, hated him for making him feel at a loss, hated him for letting him fall into the vortex of pain and confusion... was forced to do something against his will... He couldn't find his way, he closed his eyes and groped step by step, until he slowly approached this man he hated, but he didn't know that maybe he had done this A right choice.

He never knew what this man had done for him.

It turned out that Wen Ruohan lied to him that if he didn't obey, he would ruin Yunshen's unknown place. In fact, he never thought of harming his relatives or younger brother.

It turned out that for him, for him...

"Huan'er, don't cry..."

Wen Ruohan reached out to caress his face, it was not the first time he saw his tears, but it was never like this, which made him feel happy and sad.

Lan Xichen touched his face in a daze, the tentacles were wet, it turned out that he was really crying.

"Sect Master Wen, you lied to me..."

Wen Ruohan didn't speak, thinking to himself that he had lied to Lan Xichen a lot, and he didn't know which one was exposed.

Wen Yuan suddenly took out a bottle and threw it to this side, but Wen Ruohan reached out to catch it.

He also wrote jokingly, saying: "If you are cheated, you can only say that you are too stupid, Master."

Wen Ruohan's eyes turned cold, and he said, "Wen Yuan, you are very courageous!"

Wen Yuan didn't change his face, and said: "Don't dare, speaking of it, I still want to thank the suzerain for his appreciation! When I was young, the suzerain favored me and rewarded me to the master, and it is also fortunate that he taught me ability."

"You didn't teach your boldness!"

"The suzerain is wise. Over the years, some people have been spreading rumors behind his back, saying that Master taught me to take revenge on the Wen family because he hated the suzerain. It seems that the suzerain didn't listen to these words."

"He is a gentleman, so naturally he would not do such a despicable thing."

Wen Yuan smiled and said provocatively, "I don't know if the suzerain has the guts to take the medicine I gave to the suzerain."

"Why don't you dare?"

Hearing this, Wen Xu had a bad premonition in his heart. Since Wen Yuan knew about this poison, maybe he could make an antidote.

Even if Wen Yuan can't do it himself, there is still warmth behind him, the best doctor in the Qishan Wen Sect.

Wen Xu didn't dare to neglect, and shouted: "Everyone go up together, no one will be left behind."

Even if he took the antidote, it was impossible for his father to recover his spiritual power so quickly, as long as he killed them before that was enough.

In an instant, the senior monks under Wen Xu made a move, and Wen Yuan and Jin Ling also made a move at the same time.

Lan Xichen stood in front of Wen Ruohan, knowing that Wen Ruohan would not recover his spiritual power so quickly, so he had to protect him.

"Huan'er..."

"Sect Master Wen, what's wrong?"

"When you want, I will accompany you back to Yunshen to visit your uncle and brother, okay?"

"it is good……"

As he spoke, he took his sword and faced the two monks.

On the other side, Wen Xu attacked Wen Yuan and Meng Yao at the same time. He had a high level of cultivation, and a Chixuan sword he used had the potential to break through thousands of troops.

Wen Yuan didn't dare to be careless, and with a wave of his hand, the sound of the piano attacked Wen Xu with killing intent, while Meng Yao held a seemingly insignificant sword in his hand, and most of the time he could only avoid Wen Xu's astonishing sharpness.

"Hey, Mr. Meng, quickly show your skills, or we will be beaten by Wen Xu."

Meng Yao took it easy and said with a smile, "What skills can I have? I am a latecomer to Taoism, and you are not unaware of my poor cultivation, but I think Mr. Wen Yuan, you have a well-thought-out plan, and you still don't show your skills to let Wen Xu The young master gives some pointers."

Wen Xu saw that the two of them spoke quite easily, and immediately became angry, thinking that they didn't take themselves seriously, the Chixuan sword was so sharp, and the place where the sword energy passed was a mess.

Jin Ling was almost injured, and kicked Wen Chao away in a hurry, and Wen Chao couldn't keep his neck if he was slower.

He turned his head and scolded people angrily, but the movements in his hands were not slow. He threw out the magic weapon and talisman as if he didn't need money. Even if his cultivation was worse than those high-ranking monks, those people couldn't do anything to him for a while.

Wen Yuan smiled and said, "Young Master Meng, Ah Ling is angry, you have to work harder."

"Master Wen Yuan, what does your Ah Ling have to do with me? I won't lose my life for him."

Having said that, Meng Yao's movements suddenly became fast, Wen Yuan raised the corner of her mouth, raised her hand, and used her spiritual power to turn into zither strings and flew towards Wen Xu.

Wen Xu's movements froze, and Meng Yao in front of him had already jumped close, raising his hand and stabbing at him with a sword.

The crisis was just around the corner, and Wen Xu was no ordinary person. The aura in his body suddenly surged, and he actually cut off those strings. Meng Yao, who was close at hand, was slapped hard on the chest by him.

Seeing this scene suddenly, Jin Ling shouted in despair: "Little uncle..."

However, the expected chest piercing did not appear, and a tiny protective talisman suddenly appeared on Meng Yao's body, unexpectedly blocking this fatal blow for him.

He didn't have such a powerful magic weapon on him. He remembered that it was the amulet given to him by that child.

The beautiful piece of jade shattered, the sound was very soft, but Meng Yao heard it.

Without hesitation, after Wen Xu missed a hit, he suddenly activated his spiritual power to make the sword in his hand grow two feet, and pierced Wen Xu's chest fiercely like this.

Wen Xu was stunned for a moment, with a fierce expression on his face. He wanted to pull out his sword and cut Meng Yao's neck fiercely.

It's just that he never had the chance to do so again.

Wen Yuan used the strings from the Guqin, which is the thing that can exert the greatest power of the string killing technique. The strings transformed from spiritual power before were just a cover, so they were easily broken by Wen Xu.

This time, using the string killing technique, he took the opportunity to cut off Wen Xu's neck without hesitation. The blood was scattered all over the ground, and Meng Yao, who was still in shock, quickly backed away.

As soon as Wen Xu died, the morale of the monks under him plummeted, and Wen Ning shot three of them to death.

The rest of the monks didn't need them to do anything, because Wen Ruohan had already recovered his spiritual power at this time, and when they faced a strong enemy in panic, they were almost powerless to fight back, and Wen Ruohan shattered the golden core.

The confusion finally subsided.

The embarrassed Wen Chao crawled over, hugged Wen Ruohan's leg, and said, "Father, father, I did not seek rebellion, please forgive me, please..."

Wen Ruohan glanced at him, kicked him away, and said, "Trash."

Wen Chao's face was pale, tears flowed all over his face, and he also had many injuries on his body. He looked very embarrassed. He thought he was going to die because his father abandoned him.

Lan Xichen couldn't stand it anymore, he walked over to help him up, Wen Chao looked at him in disbelief.

"Don't be sad. Your father knows that you didn't do such a rebellious thing. It was Wen Xu who took advantage of you. Your father is not so disappointed in you."

Wen Chao was just domineering and arrogant, he didn't have any intention of harming his father, so he wouldn't commit a capital crime.

Moreover, he had seen it seriously before, even if Wen Ruohan scolded Wen Chao, he actually didn't want Wen Chao to die, after all Wen Chao was his only son now.

Seeing that the situation was over, Jin Ling heaved a sigh of relief and ran to Meng Yao's side.

He asked anxiously, "Are you okay? Are you injured?"

Knowing that he cared about her, Meng Yao said, "I'm fine, thanks to the amulet you gave me that saved my life, thank you so much."

"You're welcome, you're welcome..."

Jin Ling shook his head like a rattle.

Meng Yao thought it was funny, and said with a smile: "A Ling, I seem to have heard you call me little uncle just now, I don't remember that I have a nephew like you."

"You heard wrong..."

Jin Ling's face froze slightly, and he denied it dryly, it was Wen Yuan who came over and pinched his face to break the embarrassment.

"A Ling, are you not injured?"

Jin Ling disdainfully said, "How could I get hurt?"

Then, his face flushed, and he reached out to cover Wen Yuan's eyes.

"Don't look, you need the eye of a needle."

On the other hand, Wen Ruohan Yu Sheng, holding Lan Xichen in his arms and whispering in his ear, was really blinding.

Meng Yao looked at it, smiled inscrutablely, and said: "Mr. Wen Yuan, your plan has failed, or you didn't plan so early in the morning, and you are actually trying to save Madam, right? The suzerain is just doing it conveniently." ?”

Wen Yuan said with a smile: "I dare not forget the kindness of Master's upbringing. He is very good to me, so good that I have nothing to repay."

Jin Ling snorted coldly, and said, "So I thought you were a heartless person, but you still have a conscience, it's just that... your intentions are not right."

Wen Yuan called out injustice, and said, "How can I have it?"

"You have..."

Suddenly, Jin Ling's body trembled, and he ran out violently.

"A Ling, what's wrong with you?"

Jin Ling turned around, smiling like a flower, and said, "My Ah Yuan is calling me back..."

After speaking, he ran out without looking back.

Wen Yuan's face changed drastically, and he followed out. Meng Yao, who didn't know what happened, untied the talisman array, and then followed out.

As Jin Ling ran, he felt a growing feeling that Lan Yuan was waiting for him right ahead.

really……

Outside the Yanyang Hall, on the hundred steps, Lan Yuan was wearing the school uniform of the Gusu Lan family, the tail of her hair and the band that wiped her forehead were blown up by the wind, and the moonlight fell on this handsome young man, as if she was an immortal from the Nine Heavens .

Jin Ling was overjoyed, and was about to quicken his pace, but heard Wen Yuan's voice behind him.

He said, "A Ling, don't go..."

His eyes were filled with sadness of being about to be abandoned, but he stretched out his hand to draw the bow, and the arrow pointed directly at Jin Ling.

The murderous aura that swept over him at that moment was not a lie.

However, Jin Ling turned his head and smiled at him, saying: "I know, A Yuan will not hurt me, A Yuan, farewell..."

Without looking back, he threw himself into the arms of Lan Yuan who was smiling at him. Everyone saw that the man had the same face as Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan put down the bow and arrow in his hand, saw the two people embrace each other intimately, then a white light flashed, and disappeared out of thin air.

"he's gone……"

Wen Yuan took out a string of beads, which he snatched from Jin Ling, but unexpectedly it became his last thought.

"My dream is broken..."

Jin Ling didn't belong here in the first place, it was his extravagant hope, the extravagant hope that the boy who loved to laugh and cry would always be by his side.

Lan Xichen came over, saw his sad expression, and said softly, "A Yuan..."

"Master, I'm fine."

It's just that he might spend his whole life forgetting about that boy named Jin Ling.

So, he envied Wen Ruohan!

Because no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch that person in his hands. He didn't even have a chance, even if he exchanged everything he had.

"Aling..."

Jin Ling opened his eyes again, and found that he was still in Lan Yuan's arms. Looking around, he was still in Lan Yuan's arms.

"Ayuan, how long have I been asleep?"

"Not much, only an hour."

Lan Yuan gently pinched the tip of his nose, and said: "A Ling, you can sleep better than a pig, so I can't bear to wake you up."

Jin Ling glared, and jumped up to beat him, but he couldn't bear it, so Lan Yuan hugged the two of them and rolled them on the couch.

"Bastard A Yuan, don't tickle me, hahaha..."

Then there was a room full of lingering memories, except for the incense burner on the desk emitting green smoke...

The author has something to say:

Originally, I wanted to write about Chengling again, but after thinking about it, I forgot it, that's it, it's over!