Thinking they had run far enough, this place should be safe enough, he quickly turned around and gently put Lan Wangji on the ground.

His leg injury had not yet fully healed, and he was bitten by two groups of monsters. After being soaked in water, Lan Wangji's white clothes were stained with blood. The rows of black holes where the fangs had pierced could be seen with the naked eye. He could not even stand, and fell down as soon as he was released.

Wei Wuxian leaned over to inspect for a moment, then stood up and walked around the cave. There were some bushes growing underground, and he finally found a few thicker and straighter branches. He used the corner of his clothes to wipe off the dust on the surface, squatted in front of Lan Wangji, and said, "Do you have a rope? Hey, your headband is nice, come on, take it off."

Without waiting for Lan Wangji to say anything, he suddenly reached out his hand and took off the headband. He threw it away and used it as a bandage to straighten Lan Wangji's troubled leg and secure it firmly to the branch.

Lan Wangji's eyes widened when he suddenly took off his headband: "You...!"

Wei WuXian was very quick in tying his knot, and patted his shoulder to console him: “What do you mean by ‘me’? Don’t worry about it now. Even if you like this headband, it’s not as important as your legs, right?”

Lan Wangji fell backwards, not knowing whether he had no strength to sit up or was too angry to say anything. Wei Wuxian suddenly smelled a faint herbal aroma, reached into his arms, and took out a small sachet.

The sachet was dripping wet with tassels hanging down, looking delicate and pitiful. He remembered what Mian Mian said, that it was filled with medicinal herbs, so he immediately opened it and saw that it was indeed half-dried, half-broken herbs, and there were also a few small flowers. He hurriedly said, "Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, don't sleep anymore, get up for a while, there is a sachet here, come and see if there are any herbs that can be used."

He dragged and tugged until Lan Wangji sat up exhausted. After a quick look, he actually recognized a few medicines that could stop bleeding and remove toxins. While picking them out, Wei Wuxian said, "I didn't expect this little girl's sachet to be so useful. I must thank her when I get back."

Lan Wangji said indifferently: "Are you really not harassing her properly?"

Wei WuXian said, “What are you talking about? If I do something like this, it’s not harassment. Only if you grow up to be as greasy as Wen Chao, that’s harassment. Take off your clothes.”

Lan Wangji frowned slightly: "What?"

Wei WuXian said, “What else can you do? Take off your clothes!”

He said to take it off, so he did it himself. He grabbed Lan Wangji's collar with both hands and pulled it to the sides, revealing his snow-white chest and shoulders.

Lan Wangji was suddenly pushed to the ground by him, and his clothes were forcibly stripped off. His face turned green: "Wei Ying! What do you want to do!"

Wei WuXian stripped off all his clothes, ripped them into several strips, and said, “What do I want to do? Now it’s just the two of us, I’m already like this, what do you think I want to do?”

After saying that, he stood up, untied his belt, and as if giving a courtesy, revealed his chest.

The collarbone is sunken and the lines are smooth, which makes him look immature, but full of the vitality and strength of young people.

Lan Wangji watched his movements, his face was covered in blue, white, purple, black and red, as if he was about to vomit blood. Wei Wuxian smiled slightly, took a step closer to him, and in front of him, he took off his wet outer robe, lifted it up with one hand, and then let it fall to the ground.

Wei WuXian spread his hands and said, “I’ve finished taking off my clothes, now it’s my turn to take off my pants.”

Lan Wangji wanted to stand up, but his leg was injured, he had been through a battle, and he was so angry that the more he tried, the less power he had. He was so agitated that he actually spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Wei WuXian immediately squatted down, tapped a few acupuncture points on his chest, and said, “Okay, the blood clots have been spit out, no need to thank me!”

After spitting out the purple-black blood, Lan Wangji suddenly felt the pain and discomfort in his heart greatly reduced. Looking at Wei Wuxian's actions, he finally understood.

After reaching Mount Muxi, Wei Wuxian noticed that Lan Wangji looked very bad today. He must have some depression in his chest, so he threatened and provoked him deliberately so that he would spit out the blood he was holding back.

Although he knew that he meant well, Lan Wangji still showed a little annoyance and said, "...Can you please stop making jokes like this!"

Wei WuXian defended himself, “It’s very harmful to your body if you hold back your blood. It will come out if you get scared. Don’t worry, I don’t like men, so I won’t take advantage of the opportunity to do anything to you.”

Lan Wangji said: “Boring!”

Wei Wuxian had already noticed that Lan Wangji was particularly angry today, so he stopped trying to defend himself and waved his hand, “Okay, okay, I’m bored. I’m bored. I’m the most boring.”

As he was talking, the chilly air from the ground crawled up his back, making Wei Wuxian shiver. He quickly stood up, picked up a pile of dead branches and leaves, and redrawn the fire-starting talisman on his palm.

The dead branches were burning, crackling, and from time to time two or three sparks flew out. Wei Wuxian crushed the herbs he had just picked up, tore open Lan Wangji's trouser legs, and evenly sprinkled them on the three hideous black holes that had barely stopped bleeding.

Suddenly, Lan Wangji raised his hand to stop his movements. Wei Wuxian asked, “What’s wrong?”

Without saying a word, Lan Wangji took out some crushed herbs from his palm and pressed them against his heart.

Wei WuXian was pressed so hard that his entire body trembled, and he yelled, “Ah!”

He had forgotten that he had a fresh wound on his body caused by an iron brand, which was still bleeding and soaked in water.

Lan Wangji withdrew his hand. Wei Wuxian hissed twice, and pulled out the herbs that he had pressed against his chest bit by bit, and threw them back onto his legs, saying, “You’re welcome. I get injured often, and even after getting injured I still go into the Lotus Lake to play as usual. I’m used to it. How many herbs can be put into a small sachet? It’s not enough to begin with. I think your three holes need more… ah!”

Lan Wangji's face was gloomy. After a while, he said, "Since you feel the pain, don't be reckless next time."

Wei WuXian said, “I can’t help it. Do you think I want to be burned like this? Who knew that Wang LingJiao was so vicious that she almost burned someone’s eyes. MianMian is a girl, and a pretty girl at that. It would be terrible if she lost an eye or had something like this on her face that she couldn’t get rid of for the rest of her life.”

Lan Wangji said calmly: "You will never be able to get rid of this thing on your body in your lifetime."

Wei WuXian said, “That’s different. It’s not on my face. And I’m a man, what do I have to be afraid of? How many times can a man not get hurt and have scars in his life?”

He squatted on the ground with his upper body naked, picked up a branch and poked the fire to make it burn more vigorously, and said: "And think about it from another perspective. Although this thing can't be removed, it represents that I once protected a girl. And this girl will definitely remember me in the future. She will never forget it in her life. Thinking about it is actually quite..."

Suddenly, Lan Wangji pushed him hard and said angrily: "You also know that she will never forget you in her life!!!"

This push happened to hit the wound on Wei Wuxian's chest. Wei Wuxian covered his heart, fell to the ground, and shouted: "...Lan Zhan!"

He fell to the ground, sweating in pain, tilting his neck back and groaning, "...Lan Zhan, do you...do you and I have a grudge?...The revenge for killing my father is nothing more than this!"

Hearing this, Lan Wangji clenched his fists.

After a moment, he loosened his hand, as if he wanted to stand up and help Wei Wuxian. But Wei Wuxian sat up by himself, dodging back repeatedly, and said, "Okay, okay! I know you hate me, so I'll sit further away. Don't come over! Don't push me anymore, it hurts so much."

The wound was on the left side, and it hurt when he lifted his left hand. Wei Wuxian hid to the side, picked up the white clothes that had just been torn into strips, threw them with his right hand, and threw them far away to Lan Wangji, saying, "Bandage it yourself. I won't go over." He hung the outer robe he took off by the fire and waited for it to dry.

After roasting for a long while, no one spoke, so Wei WuXian said again: "Lan Zhan, you are really weird today, so rude. What you said is not like you."

Lan Wangji said, "If you don't mean it, don't go teasing others. You do whatever you want, but you make others upset!"

Wei WuXian said, “I’m not teasing you, so it’s not your turn to be upset. Unless…”

Lan Wangji asked sharply, “Unless what?”

Wei WuXian said: “Unless you, Lan Zhan, like MianMian!”

After a pause, Lan Wangji said coldly: "Please don't talk nonsense."

Wei WuXian said, “Okay then. I’ll tell you nine stories.”

Lan Wangji asked, “Is it fun to show off your eloquence?”

Wei WuXian said, “Very interesting. Besides, I’m not only quick with my tongue, I’m also very fast with my hands.”

“…” Lan Wangji muttered to himself, “Why am I talking to you about this nonsense here?”

Before he knew it, Wei WuXian moved to sit next to him again, and said recklessly: “Because there is no other way, we are the two unlucky people left in this place. If you don’t talk nonsense to me, who else can you talk to?”

Lan Wangji glanced at this man who had forgotten the pain after his wound healed. Wei Wuxian was about to smile at him when he suddenly lowered his head.

Wei WuXian screamed, “Ah ...

Lan Wangji buried himself deep in his arms, biting his arm tightly. Not only did he not stop biting when he heard the sound, but he bit even harder with his lower teeth.

Wei WuXian said, “Are you going to let go or not?!?! If you don’t, I’ll kick you! Don’t think I won’t kick you just because you’re injured!!!!!”

Wei WuXian said: “Stop biting! Stop biting! I’m leaving! I’m leaving!!! I’m leaving, I’m leaving, I’m leaving if you let go!!!!!!”

Wei WuXian: "Lan Zhan you are crazy today!!!!!! You are a dog!!! You are a dog!!!!!!!!!!!! Stop biting!!!!"

When Lan Wangji had finally finished his madness and bitten enough, Wei Wuxian jumped up and crawled to the other side of the cave, saying, "Don't come over here!"

Lan Wangji slowly straightened up, straightened his clothes and hair, lowered his eyes and said nothing, looking calm, as if the person who just cursed, pushed and bit him had nothing to do with him. Wei Wuxian looked at the teeth marks on his arm, squatted down in shock, huddled in the corner and continued to stir the firewood, puzzled: "Why is Lan Zhan like this? Although he saved me, I also saved him, right? I don't want him to thank me or anything, but why can't we be friends after all this? Could it be... I am really as annoying as Jiang Cheng said?!"

While I was doubting, Lan Wangji suddenly said, "Thank you."

Wei WuXian thought he had misheard, and then looked at Lan WangJi, who was also looking at him. He solemnly repeated, “Thank you.”

Seeing him bow his head slightly, Wei WuXian was afraid that he would bow to him, so he quickly dodged and said, “No thanks, no thanks. I have a problem. I can’t stand hearing people thank me, especially when they thank me in a serious manner like you do. It’s so scary that I’m about to get goose bumps. There’s no need to bow to me.”

Lan Wangji said calmly: "You think too much. Even if I want to worship you, I can't do it."

Seeing that he seemed to have finally recovered and thanked him twice, Wei Wuxian was so happy that he couldn't help but want to move over. He just liked to be rubbed against each other, but the slight pain of the teeth marks on his arm reminded him that Lan Zhan had just gone crazy and might go crazy again in a while. He quickly restrained himself, looked at the dark cave ceiling, and said seriously: "Jiang Cheng and the others ran away. It will take a day or two for them to go down the mountain. After going down the mountain, they will definitely go back to their own homes and will never report back to the Wen family. But the sword has been confiscated, and I don't know how long it will take to find help. I think we will have to stay underground for a while. We have to find a way to solve some problems."

After a pause, he continued, "Fortunately, this monster has been staying in the black pool and won't come out. But the bad thing is that it won't come out and is occupying the hole at the bottom of the pool, so we can't get out either."

Lan Wangji said, “Maybe it’s not a monster. Look at it, what does it look like?”

Wei WuXian said, “Turtle!”

Lan Wangji: "There is a kind of divine object that has this form."

Wei WuXian asked, “The Xuanwu beast?”

Xuanwu, also known as Xuanming, is a combination of a turtle and a snake. He is the god of water and lives in the North Sea. The underworld is also in the north, so he is the god of the north.

Lan Wangji nodded. Wei Wuxian showed his teeth and said, "This beast looks like this, has fangs, and eats human flesh. It's a bit far from the legend."

Lan Wangji said: "Of course it is not a proper Xuanwu beast. It is a semi-finished product that failed in the competition for godhood and was transformed into a demon. In other words, it is a deformed Xuanwu beast."

Wei WuXian asked, “Deformed?”

Lan Wangji said: "I have read the records in ancient books. Four hundred years ago, a 'fake Xuanwu' appeared in Qishan and caused chaos. It was huge in size and liked to eat living people. A cultivator named it 'Slaughtering Xuanwu'."

Wei WuXian asked, “Is this four hundred-year-old slaughtering black tortoise the one Wen Chao took us to hunt?”

Lan Wangji said: "It's bigger than what's recorded in the ancient books, but it should be good."

Wei WuXian said, “Four hundred years have passed. It’s time for you to grow up. Wasn’t this Black Tortoise of Slaughter killed back then?”

Lan Wangji said, “No. There was an alliance of cultivators who were ready to kill it, but that winter, there happened to be a heavy snowfall and it was extremely cold, so the Slaughtering Black Tortoise disappeared and has never appeared since then.”

Wei WuXian said, “Hibernating.”