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After all this time, Lan Wangji was exhausted. He sighed deeply, leaned heavily into Lan Xichen's embrace, and fell into a deep sleep, murmuring someone's name. Without needing to listen closely, Lan Xichen knew the answer.
"Not finding it means there is hope. Even if it's faint, it's still hope."
Lan Xichen wiped away the tears on his brother's face, using all his strength to hold him in his arms. In that instant, he felt a sense of loss. What was lost? Of course, it was time. It had been almost twenty years since the last time he held his brother like this. Since the age of three, Lan Wangji had been reluctant to be held, not even sweets, which most children loved, could coax him, only their late mother could hold him. Lan Xichen had been frustrated for a long time, enviously watching Nie Mingjue with his affectionate younger brother.
After so many years, holding Lan Wangji again, Lan Xichen seemed to realize for the first time how much his brother had grown, even though he had been by his side, it felt like he had missed a lot of time.
This overnight, Lan Xichen stayed in the meditation room for a long time, not doing anything, just quietly watching his younger brother, until the sky began to lighten, and dawn was approaching, before he left, treading softly.
Perhaps because of the more open space, the moon on the grassland looks much larger than in the Central Plains, and its round curve is also fuller, like a withered heart that has been suddenly filled with joy after a long time.
"Young master, I'm sorry, it's all because of me, otherwise..."
"Don't say that, Wenning, you've never wronged anyone. Even if we were to talk about right or wrong, it's not your fault."
"If it weren't for me losing control, Mr.Jin wouldn't have... wouldn't have... and sister, sister wouldn't have..."
"Wenning, it's not you who lost control, it's me. You have been implicated from the beginning to the end. I thought I could protect you, but I didn't expect that I don't even have the ability to protect myself."
"No... it's not like that! Master, you... you have already done very well! Sister... sister said that living each day now is all stolen..."
"Wenning......" (choked up)
"Young Master, in the future... will it always be like this?"
Wei Wuxian understood what Wenning referred to. He was of the Qishan Wen sect, and he probably would never return to the Central Plains. The people there were burdened by too much darkness in their hearts, and he was already very tired.
"Probably, but there are still some things to do before that."
"Well, I'll follow the young master's instructions."
"Wenning, you also need to have your own thoughts and life."
"I... I don't know."
"Don't worry, take your time to think about it. You have plenty of time to think now."
Wenning left the stone platform in the orange-red morning light. The early-rising aunts and grandmothers had already lit the stove to prepare breakfast, and everyone's faces were smiling because of the return of their loved ones.
Wei Wuxian was happy, but his worries had not diminished. The plan was still underway, and according to the agreement, he still had to help Nie Mingjue remove the influence of the Blade Spirit.
His gaze turned to the two formations not far away. One was still the Killing Formation that had trapped Nie Mingjue, but the luster of its patterns had dimmed by more than half, indicating that Nie Mingjue was quickly regaining his consciousness. The other contained the Baxia, which had been forced back into its original form. Wei Wuxian adjusted the Resentful Energy Formation to focus on launching a sudden attack on the Blade Spirit's hostility. With the malevolent god Wen Ning nearby, the Blade Spirit could only obediently endure its "punishment."
"Heh, bullies are always cowards. People are like this, but who would have thought that even the Blade Spirit is the same."
I haven't been on the grassland for a long time, but it's not short either. Wei Wuxian spends most of his time reflecting on the past every day. In the past, he was too naive, always thinking that as long as he treated people sincerely, those dirty thoughts wouldn't come to him. Little did he know, the innocent suffer for the guilty, especially when it's the Ancestor Yiling who holds the only Yin Tiger Talisman in the world.
But when did he go wrong? Was it when he bore the evil name and guarded the Burial Mounds, yet tried to maintain his existing ties? Or was it blindly believing that he had the power to protect himself and innocent lives? Refining the Yin Tiger Talisman was not only to repay kindness, but also for revenge. Isn't this a matter of course? If he had another choice, he would never allow resentment to enter his body, let alone let Chen Qing enter the world.
Let's take a step back. Should I blame Wen Qing for not saving herself? Should I blame Wen Ruohan for letting the Wen sect dominate? It seems like there's nothing to blame. Wei Wuxian used to not believe it, but now he does. This damn world is truly a filthy mess.
I'm so tired, sighing once again in the dark. He can't save himself, let alone the world. If anyone can, perhaps there is one person who can.
" Lan Zhan... (sigh) You probably don't want to see me again, do you?" (desolate)
" Brother Xian ~! It's time to eat~!"
The clear and bright voice of a child from afar interrupted Wei Wuxian's solitude, and he turned around, waved his hand, and perked up to walk back. He had no hope, but A-Yuan still had hope for the future.
On the distant eastern side, the grand hall of the Golden Forest Platform did not enjoy peace.
Just after the hour of the Rabbit, Jin Guangshan rose from the group of beauties, with an unusual chill on his face. The the Lanling Jin and Royal Water Dungeon had been raided, what a major event! It was impossible for this clan leader to rest peacefully. When he returned to the Golden Forest Platform, he was furious to learn that his favored son had not yet returned to handle the mess, and he even smashed a jade Buddha in anger.
It was a Maitreya Buddha, shattered beyond repair. The attendants around felt a deep ache in their hearts. They thought about clearing away the broken jade later and selling it, hoping to get some silver in return. Breaking a Maitreya Buddha is not a good omen.
At this moment, Jin Guangyao in Qinghe and Impure World was thinking like this, because the the Nie Family cultivator Kangsheng, who had luckily escaped and returned, went crazy as soon as he woke up and saw him, shouting, "Ghost! The ghost is here! The ghost is coming for me again!"
Nie Yang and Lan Yan exchanged a silent glance, and after the physician from The Lan family administered a calming needle, Nie Yang spoke up and asked:
"Kangsheng, what you said about ghosts is..."
"Yes! Ghosts! Female ghosts!" (panting in fear)
"Female ghost?"
"Female ghost... female ghost... that female ghost said, said her name is... her name is..." (panting in fear)
"What is her name?"
"Meng...poetry..."
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