The mist-faced person from the Yueyang Chang Sect's cemetery was familiar with the GusuLan Sect's sword techniques, while Su MinShan was a foreign disciple of the GusuLan Sect's, in correspondence with this condition. The mist-faced person who had appeared so many times was none else but Su She!Wei Wuxian got down beside Lan Wangji, "How is it?"
Lan Wangji painted on the ground for a while with his bleeding finger, then shook his head. The new blood had already completely covered and ruined the original array. It was impossible to mend.
Wei Wuxian took his hand and wiped off the dirt and blood on it with his own sleeve, "Stop trying if it's useless."
The array was on the verge of being completely destroyed. The disciples from the MolingSu Sect had blank looks on their faces. It seemed that Su She neither told them that he was playing the wrong melodies nor any way to prevent their spiritual powers from being drained. This meant that in the original plan, the MolingSu Sect's disciples, like the others, were supposed to die. They were scared that other people would want to seek revenge upon them due to the hatred, and huddled into one small group. Yet, everyone was already panicked within the Demon-Slaughtering Cave. Nobody had the spare energy for any revenge.
A few sect leaders clutched onto their sons, cautioning them, "When the corpses rush inside all at once, protect yourself and try to get out. Stay alive no matter what! You understand?!"
As Jin Ling heard this, he felt himself cringe, but somewhere deep down he hoped that his uncle would say something similar as well. He waited for a while, but nothing came from Jiang Cheng, so he couldn't help but glare at him. He glared for too long, and Jiang Cheng finally turned to him.
He seemed a bit less gloomy, but he frowned, "What's wrong with your eyes?"
"..." Jin Ling was quite annoyed, "Nothing!"
Wei Wuxian tore off a part of his sleeve that was clean and treated the wound on Lan Wangji's hand. Suddenly, a figure dashed out from behind his back and came at him with his sword. Lan Wangji flicked the fingers of his right hand. With a jarring clash, he somehow managed to flick away the rash blade.
Wei Wuxian turned to look, "Why is it you again?"
From the force of the flick, the person staggered a few steps back before he collapsed on the ground. It was Yi WeiChun. He held his sword with blood-red eyes, "Wei WuXian, those things you just said—I don't believe a single word in them!"
Wei Wuxian, "Everything was exposed. Su She had already attacked and ran away. How come you still don't believe it?"
Yi WeiChun lunged again, "I don't believe it! I won't believe a single word you say!"
Hatred could blind a person's eyes, make him unable to admit anything in favor of his enemy.
At this point, many terrified shouts came from in front of them, "It's broken!"
"The array has broken!"
"They're coming in!"
...
"See, no matter what I say, there will always be someone who will hate me. I don't wish for the world to like me, but I hate that I am always a target for something," Wei Wuxian said.
"As long as you are with me, consider me your world, and it will never hate you," Lan Wangji told him.
Wei Wuxian looked up into Lan Wangji's eyes, and smiled. Wei Wuxian, with his pointer, he motioned Lan Wangji to him. Lan Wangji smiled back as he leaned in. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji met each other with their lips as Wei Wuxian wrapped his arms around Lan Wangji's neck. Lan Wangji placed his hands on Wei Wuxian's back. Lan Wangji deepened the kiss by sliding his tongue between Wei Wuxian parted lips. A whimper escaped Wei Wuxian as Lan Wangji swirled his tongue around Wei Wuxian's.
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Who You Are Book 2
FanfictionBook 2 Previously, in book 1 (Who You Are): Wei Wuxian was a man who was hated and betrayed by the cultivation world. With the help of Baoshan Sanren, she was able to show the cultivators just how much they really hurt him, especially when Wei Wuxia...