Inside the largest Lingbao Pavilion in Lanling City.

In the well-arranged treasure chests, there were countless top-grade jades and high-quality weapons. Countless monks were selecting, comparing, and considering the prices. Those who had time came to chat.

One person asked, "Xian Du? It seems that several major families have been arguing about this matter recently. Has it been settled?"

"What's there to argue about? We can't always be a mess without a leader. I think it's a good idea to have a leader to lead all the sects."

"That's not a good idea. What if another Qishan Wen Clan comes along..."

"How can they be the same? The Immortal Governor is elected by all the families. They are different, different."

"Hey, it's called nomination, everyone knows it, it's just the same few people competing, how can it be someone else's turn?"

"Chi Fengzun is very opposed to it, right? He has rejected Jin Guangshan's hints and statements so many times. I think there is still room for negotiation."

"Besides, only one person can sit in the position of Immortal Supervisor. If it is really approved, I think we will continue to argue for a few more years about who should sit in the position."

"Anyway, it's the people above who have to worry about it. It's none of our business. Small shrimps like us can't do anything about it."

One of them changed the subject and said, "Who of you attended the opening ceremony of the Cloud Recesses Library last month? I went down and stood there to see that it was built exactly the same as the original one. It's really not easy."

"Yes, it's not easy. Such a huge fairy palace, a fairyland that has been around for hundreds of years, cannot be rebuilt in a short time."

"Come to think of it, there have been a lot of happy events recently."

"What do you think of Jin Zixuan's son's seventh-day gift? It was a bunch of colorful stuff, but the kid didn't like anything and cried so hard that he could overturn the Douyan Hall. But when he saw his father's Suihua, he just kept laughing, making his parents so happy that they said he would definitely be an amazing swordsman in the future."

Not far away, a man in white was taking out a jade tassel and examining it carefully in his hand. He smiled when he heard the sound.

A female cultivator's voice came: "Mrs. Xiao Jin is so lucky... This is the good fortune she earned because she gave up ascending to heaven in her previous life."

Her female companion said, "It seems that no matter how good a thing is, it is not as good as being born into a good family. People are just like that..."

The man in white frowned slightly. Fortunately, the slightly sour whisper was immediately drowned out by other loud voices: "The Lanling Jin family is indeed the Lanling Jin family. Even a baby who was only a few days old has such a grand ceremony."

"Don't you see who the baby's parents are? How can you be careless? Not to mention that Mrs. Xiao Jin's husband is unwilling to be careless, if the ceremony is a little less lavish, neither her mother-in-law nor her brother will be willing? When the full moon ceremony comes in two days, I'm afraid it will be even more extravagant."

"Speaking of which, do you know that it is said that this full moon ceremony... invited someone."

"who?"

“Wei Wuxian!”

There was silence in Lingbao Pavilion for a moment.

Someone said incredulously: "This... I thought it was just a rumor, is it true?!"

"Yes! It has been confirmed in the past few days that Wei Wuxian will go."

Someone asked incredulously, "What on earth are the Lanling Jin Clan thinking? Have they forgotten that Wei Wuxian killed innocent people on Qiongqi Road before?"

"Who would dare to invite such a person to attend Jin Ling's full moon ceremony? Anyway, I will definitely not go."

When this sentence was uttered, many people secretly mocked in their hearts: You don’t even have the qualifications to receive an invitation, how can you worry about whether to go or not?

The man in white raised his eyebrows, picked out the things, and walked out of Lingbao Pavilion.

After walking a few steps, he turned into an alley and a figure in black emerged and said, "Sir, have you bought anything?"

Wei Wuxian threw the exquisite sandalwood box in his hand to him. Wen Ning took it and opened it. Inside was a white jade tassel pendant. The jade was transparent and glowed softly, as if it had life.

He said happily: "How beautiful!"

Wei WuXian said, “Such a pretty little thing is not cheap. Your sister’s money is not enough to buy this after buying a new set of clothes. Anyway, there is no money left. Go back and wait for the scolding.”

Wen Ning hurriedly said, "No, no. If you give a gift to Miss Jiang's child, I won't scold you."

Wei WuXian said: “You said it, when she scolds me, remember to help me block it.”

Wen Ning nodded and said, "Young Master Jin Ling will definitely like this gift."

Wei WuXian said, “This is not the gift I want to give. It’s just a small accessory. What are those things in Lingbao Pavilion, other than being pretty? ”

Wen Ning was startled and asked, "What gift did you prepare, sir?"

Wei WuXian said: “The secret cannot be revealed.”

Wen Ning said: "Oh."

As expected, he didn’t ask any more questions. As a result, Wei Wuxian held back for a while, but couldn’t hold it back any longer, and said, “Wen Ning, shouldn’t you continue to ask questions out of curiosity at this time? How can you really just say “oh” and stop asking? Don’t you want to know what the gift is???”

Wen Ning stared at him blankly, and finally reacted, saying, "...I want to! Sir! What gift did you prepare?"

Wei Wuxian then took out a small wooden box from his sleeve, waved it in front of Wen Ning, and smiled. Wen Ning took it, opened it, and blurted out, "What an amazing silver bell!"

The "amazing" here does not refer to its exquisite workmanship. Although its pure silver color and the lifelike nine-petal lotus on the bell can be said to be the pinnacle of craftsmanship, what amazed Wen Ning was the powerful energy contained in this tiny silver bell.

Wen Ning asked, "Master, you have been locked up in the Demon Cave for the past half month, sleeping day and night, just to make this thing?"

Wei WuXian said, “That’s right. As long as my nephew wears this silver bell, any demon or monster of a lower rank won’t be able to get close to him. You can’t touch him. If you do, you’ll probably be in serious trouble.”

Wen Ning nodded and said, "I can sense it."

Wei Wuxian took out the tassel pendant and placed it under the silver bell. The two items matched very beautifully, and he was very satisfied. Wen Ning said: "However, since you are attending the full moon ceremony of Young Master Jin Ling, Young Master, when you see Miss Jiang's husband, you must restrain yourself and don't conflict with him..."

Wei WuXian waved his hands and said, “Don’t worry about that. I know my limits. Since Jin ZiXuan invited me this time, I won’t say anything bad about him for a year.”

Wen Ning scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "When Master Jin sent someone to deliver the invitation to the mass grave, I thought it must be a trick, but it turned out to be a misunderstanding. I'm really sorry for him. I didn't realize that Master Jin is actually a good person..."

At noon, the two passed through Qiongqi Road.

Qiongqi Road had been renamed after the reconstruction, and Wei Wuxian had no idea what it was called now. It seemed that other people couldn't remember it either, so most of the time it was still called Qiongqi Road. At first, he didn't notice anything unusual, but when he walked to the center of the valley, Wei Wuxian felt more and more that something was wrong.

There shouldn't be so few pedestrians.

Wei WuXian asked, “Is there anything unusual?”

Wen Ning rolled his eyes, and after a moment, he lowered his pupils and said, "No. It's so quiet."

Wei WuXian said, “It’s a bit too quiet.”

He couldn't even catch a trace of the inhuman noise that he used to hear and filled his ears.

Wei WuXian was alert and whispered, “Let’s go!”

He had just turned around when Wen Ning suddenly raised his hand and grabbed something.

It was a feather arrow flying straight towards Wei Wuxian's heart!

Wei Wuxian looked up suddenly, and saw many people coming out from the sides of the valley, on the mountain walls, in all directions, and in every corner. There were about 300 of them, most of them wearing gold star snow wave robes, and some wearing other colors. They all carried longbows on their backs, swords on their waists, and were alert and fully armed. Using the mountain and other people as cover, the tips of their swords and arrows were all aimed at him. The arrow that was first shot at Wei Wuxian was shot by the leader. Looking closely, the man was tall, with a slightly dark complexion and a handsome face. He looked very familiar.

Wei WuXian asked: “Who are you?”

The man had something to say after shooting an arrow, but after being asked this question, he forgot everything and said angrily: "You actually asked me who I am? I am - Jin Zixun!"

Wei Wuxian immediately remembered that this was Jin Zixuan's cousin, and he had met this man twice.

His heart sank. Originally, his heart was filled with joy for attending the full moon banquet for Jiang Yanli's son, but at this moment, the joy disappeared and was overshadowed. But he was not willing to think about it, and was unwilling to guess why these people were lying in ambush here.

Jin Zixun said loudly: “Wei Wuxian, I warn you, if you remove the curse you cast immediately, I can pretend that nothing happened and not pursue the matter.”

Wei WuXian was startled when he heard this. Even though he knew it would be considered as a denial, he still had to ask for clarification, blurting out, "What curse?"

Sure enough, Jin Zixun thought he was asking knowingly and asked, "How dare you pretend to be ignorant?"

He yanked open his collar and roared, "Well, I'll show you what the curse is!"

Jin Zixun's chest was densely covered with holes of all sizes!

Some of these holes were as small as sesame seeds, while others were as big as soybeans. They were evenly distributed all over his body, making one feel nauseous.

Wei WuXian only took a glance and said, “‘Riddled with holes’?”

Jin Zixun said: "Yes! It is full of holes!"

"Full of holes" is an extremely sinister and vicious curse.

Back then, when Wei Wuxian was copying books in the Gusu Lan Clan's library, he was flipping through some books and came across an ancient book that mentioned this kind of curse with an illustration. The man in the illustration had a calm face and seemed to feel no pain, but many black holes the size of coins had grown on his body.

At first, the person who is cursed will not feel anything, and will probably think that it is just their pores that have become rough. However, after a while, those small holes will become the size of sesame seeds, and the holes will grow larger and larger, and more and more, until the whole body is covered with large and small black holes, as if it has become a living sieve, which is extremely terrifying. Moreover, after the surface of the skin is full of sores, the curse will begin to spread to the internal organs, causing unbearable abdominal pain at the mildest, and ulceration of the internal organs at the worst!

Jin Zixun was actually cursed by this disgusting and difficult to remove curse, Wei Wuxian felt a little sympathetic for a moment. However, even if he felt sympathy, he still felt that Jin Zixun was simply brainless, and said: "You are riddled with holes, what's the point of intercepting me? What does it have to do with me?"

Jin Zixun seemed to feel disgusted at the sight of his own chest, so he closed his clothes and said, "Apart from a thief like you who is used to doing evil things, who else would do such a vicious and cruel thing to me?"

Wei Wuxian thought to himself, that’s a lot, could it be that Jin Zixuan thinks he’s very popular?

But he didn't want to say it bluntly to anger Jin Zixun and make the situation worse, so he said, "Jin Zixun, I don't play such gutter tricks. If I want to kill someone, I will let everyone know that this person died in my hands. Besides, if I want you to die, you will be a thousand times uglier than you are now."

Jin Zixun said: "Aren't you very arrogant? You dare not admit it?"

Wei WuXian said, “I didn’t do it, why should I admit it?”

Jin Zixun's eyes flashed fiercely, and he said, "First, courtesy, then force. Since you are unwilling to turn back, then I will not be polite either!"

Wei WuXian paused and said, “Oh?”

The meaning of "you're welcome" is obvious.

There are two ways to untie the thousands of holes. In addition to letting the caster of the curse damage himself and withdraw the curse on his own, there is another most thorough solution:

Kill the curser!

Wei WuXian said contemptuously, “You’re welcome? You? With just a few hundred men like you?”

Jin Zixun waved his arm, and all the disciples drew their arrows and aimed at Wei Wuxian and Wen Ning, who were at the lowest point of the valley. Wei Wuxian also raised his Chen Qing, and the sharp sound of the flute tore through the silence of the valley.

However, after waiting for a while, there was no response. Jin Zixun said: "We have already cleaned up this entire area, and we are just waiting for you to come. You can't summon any helpers even if you blow. This is the burial place carefully prepared for you!"

Wei WuXian sneered, “You are courting death!”

After he finished speaking, Wen Ning raised his hand and broke a red string with a talisman hanging around his neck.

After the red rope broke, his body shook, and the muscles on his face began to twist, with several black cracks crawling up from his neck to his cheeks. Suddenly, he raised his head and let out a long, inhuman roar!

Among the more than 300 people in ambush, there were many experts in night hunting. They had never heard a fierce corpse make such a terrifying sound, and their feet felt weak at the same time. Jin Zixun's scalp was also tingling. He raised his arm and ordered, "Shoot!"

Arrows like rain!

Wen Ning split a rock with his bare hands and held it high to block all the arrows. After the rain of arrows ended, more than a hundred monks jumped down the mountain wall and attacked the two people in the valley. Wei Wuxian took a few steps back and dodged, avoiding a sneak attack from a sword.

Jin Zixun had already attacked while Wen Ning was dealing with the more than 100 people. Seeing that Wei Wuxian had no sword and only a flute that was temporarily useless, he laughed and said, "This is the price of your arrogance. Without a sword by your side, how can you resist?"

Wei Wuxian threw a row of talismans burning with green flames, which dimmed the light of Jin Zixun's sword. Jin Zixun was startled just after he finished laughing, and hurriedly focused on dealing with it. The two fought for a while at close range, and suddenly Wei Wuxian threw something out of his sleeve. His eyes fixed, and he felt something was wrong.

That thing was the gift prepared for Jin Ling. He valued it so much that he was afraid it would get crushed if thrown around. He wanted to take it out and enjoy it from time to time, so he only put it in his sleeve. At this time, he accidentally threw it out during the fierce fight and it flew straight towards Jin Zixun. Jin Zixun thought it was a hidden weapon or poison and wanted to dodge it, but when he saw Wei Wuxian's expression change drastically, he changed his mind and grabbed it. It turned out to be an exquisite little wooden box with a line of small characters engraved on it, which read Jin Ling's name and birth date. Jin Zixun was stunned at first, then he understood and laughed.

Wei WuXian's face darkened as he said word by word, "Give the things back to me."

Jin Zixun raised the small wooden box and said sarcastically, "Is this a gift for A Ling?"

Wen Ning was not far ahead, fighting against a hundred enemies alone, killing them in a rage. Jin Zixun asked, "You don't really think you can attend A Ling's full moon banquet, do you?"

These words made Wei Wuxian's hands tremble slightly.

At this moment, a voice shouted, "Stop it!"

A figure in white lightly leaped down the valley and stood between Wei Wuxian and Jin Zixun. When Jin Zixun saw the person coming, he cried out in surprise, "Zixuan? Why are you here?!"

Jin Zixuan placed one hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist and said angrily, "What do you think I am doing here?"

Jin Zixun asked, "Where's A-Yao?"

Jin Guangyao was the helper who was supposed to be here to help him. Last year, he looked down on Jin Guangyao, but now their relationship has improved and they are closer. Jin Zixuan said, "I detained him in Jinlin Terrace. If I hadn't seen that he looked wrong and caught him, would you have planned to do this? You were so wounded, why didn't you tell me and did this without saying a word!"

It was really hard for Jin Zixuan to talk about the evil curse that was full of holes in his body. Firstly, he originally had a good appearance and physique, and he always boasted of being a playboy, so he could not tolerate people knowing that he was cursed with such a disgusting and ugly curse; secondly, being cursed meant that his cultivation was not enough and his spiritual defense was weak, which was even more inconvenient to tell outsiders. Therefore, he only told Jin Guangshan about the curse and asked him to find the best secret curse master and doctor for him. Unexpectedly, the doctor and curse master were helpless, and it happened that Jin Ling's full moon banquet was approaching, and Jin Zixuan actually took the initiative to invite Wei Wuxian. Jin Guangshan was not very happy at first, so he suggested that Jin Zixuan take advantage of the situation and kill Wei Wuxian on the way to the banquet, so that he would not have to go to Jinlintai. Wei Wuxian was Jiang Yanli's junior brother, and Jin Jiang and his wife loved each other. Jin Zixuan would nag his wife about almost everything, and several people were worried that he would leak the news and Wei Wuxian would not come, so they kept it a secret from Jin Zixuan. This matter was not very kind after all. Seeing that the matter was exposed, Jin Zixun felt a little guilty, but his life was more important after all. He said, "Zixuan, keep it a secret from my sister-in-law for now. I will take off all the things on my body and come back to apologize to you!"

When Wei Wuxian saw Jin Zixuan for the last time, he was still full of the arrogance of a young man. But now that he has a family, he seems to be much more stable and his words are powerful. He said with a serious face: "There is still room for maneuver in this matter. You all should stop for now."

Jin Zixun was angry and impatient, and said: "What can be done now? Didn't you see these things on me?!"

Seeing that he seemed to want to lift his shirt to expose his hollow chest again, Jin Zixuan hurriedly said, "No need! I've heard Jin Guangyao say it!"

Jin Zixun said: "Since you have heard what he said, you should know that I can't wait any longer. Could it be that you think he is my sister-in-law's junior brother, and you don't care about his life or death for the sake of my sister-in-law?!"

Jin Zixuan said, "You clearly know that I am not such a person! The wounds on your body may not be caused by him, so why are you so impatient! After all, I invited Wei Wuxian to attend A Ling's full moon banquet. If you act like this, where do you put me? Where do you put my wife?"

Jin Zixun said loudly, "It's best if he can't attend! What kind of a person is Wei Wuxian? Is he worthy of attending our family banquet? Anyone who touches him will be stained with dirt! Zixuan, you invited him here, aren't you afraid that you, your sister-in-law, and A Ling will have a stain that they can't get rid of for the rest of your lives?!"

Jin Zixuan shouted: "Shut up!"

Jin Zixun was furious, and with a force of his hands, the small wooden box containing the silver bells and jade tassels was crushed to pieces in an instant!

Wei Wuxian watched the object in his palm turn into powder, his pupils shrank sharply, and he slapped Jin Zixuan. Jin Zixuan didn't know what was in the box yet, so he raised his hand to block his palm and shouted, "Wei Wuxian! Have you had enough!"

Wei Wuxian's chest rose and fell sharply, and his eyes were red. After all, Jin Zixuan and Jin Zixun were cousins ​​who had known each other since childhood and had been friends for 10 to 20 years. It was really difficult for him to speak to outsiders at this time. Moreover, he really didn't like Wei Wuxian. He calmed himself down and said, "First, tell Wen Ning to stop, tell him not to go crazy, and don't make things worse."

Wei WuXian said in a hoarse voice: “…Why didn’t you ask them to stop first?”

There was a lot of shouting and fighting all around. Jin Zixuan said angrily: "Why are you still so tough at this time? Calm down, come with me to Jinlintai first, and have a honest confrontation. As long as it's not you who did it, there will be no problem!"

Wei WuXian said, “Stop? If I tell Wen Ning to stop right now, I will immediately fire thousands of arrows and pierce his heart with thousands of swords, and he will be killed without a complete body! And you still want to go to Jinlingtai to argue?”

Jin Zixuan said: "No!"

Wei WuXian sneered, “No? What can you guarantee? Jin Zixuan, I have a question. When you invited me in the beginning, did you really not know that they were going to kill me?!”

Jin Zixuan was stunned and said angrily, “You! Wei Wuxian, you—you are crazy!”

Wei WuXian suppressed his overwhelming hatred and said coldly, "Jin Zixuan, get out of my way. I won't touch you, but don't mess with me either."

Seeing that he was stubborn and refused to bow his head, Jin Zixuan suddenly attacked, as if to capture him, and said, "Why won't you just give in just once! Ali, she..."

Just as he stretched out his hand towards Wei WuXian, he heard a dull noise.

The strange sound was so close that Jin Zixuan was stunned. He lowered his head and saw the hand that pierced his chest.

At some point, Wen Ning had come to their side, and a few drops of hot and glaring blood were splashed on his expressionless face.

Jin Zixuan's lips moved, and his expression was a little dazed. However, he still insisted on continuing the half sentence he had just said:

"...She is still waiting for you to go to Jinlintai to attend A Ling's full moon banquet..."

Wei WuXian's expression was just as stunned as his. For a moment, he still couldn't react to what was going on.

what happened?

How did it become like this in an instant?

wrong.

It shouldn't be. Hou Weidong's Notes on Officialdom

Something must have gone wrong.

Wen Ning pulled out his right hand that had pierced Jin Zixuan's chest, leaving a chilling hole.

Jin Zixuan's face twitched sadly, as if he thought the injury was not a big deal and he could still stand. But in the end, his knees weakened and he knelt down first.

The cries of terror rose and fell all around.

"Ghost...Ghost General has gone crazy!"

"Kill him! He killed him! Wei Wuxian asked the Ghost General to kill Jin Zixuan!"

Jin Zixun yelled, "Shoot! What are you still standing there for! Shoot!"

However, when he turned around, a black figure approached him like a ghost. His throat tightened and was strangled by a pale hand with bulging veins.

“Ah ...

Wei Wuxian stood there blankly, not moving.

no.

no.

He had clearly been controlling Wen Ning well just now.

Even if Wen Ning had been driven into a frenzy by him, he should be able to control it.

Obviously I have been able to control it perfectly all along.

He had no intention of killing Jin Zixuan at all.

He had no intention of killing Jin Zixuan! It was just that at that moment, for some reason, he suddenly lost control... and suddenly lost control!

Jin Zixuan's body finally couldn't hold on anymore, and he fell forward heavily, falling to the ground with a bang.

He had been arrogant all his life, attached great importance to his appearance and manners, loved cleanliness, and even had a slight mysophobia. But now he fell face down in the dust in a very embarrassing way. The blood on his face and the cinnabar on his forehead were the same deep red color.

Staring at his eyes that were gradually losing their luster, Wei Wuxian's mind was in a mess. The surroundings had become a sea of ​​blood with screams everywhere, but he could no longer hear anything.

The only thing I could hear was a frantic questioning voice in my heart:

Don’t you know what you are doing?

Didn’t you say you could control it?

Didn’t you say there would be absolutely no problem and absolutely no mistakes!!!

Wei Wuxian’s mind went blank. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly opened his eyes.

What I saw before me was the pitch-black dome of the Demon-Suppressing Cave.

Wen Qing and Wen Ning are both in the Demon Cave.

Wen Ning's pupils fell back into the whites of his eyes, and he had already left his frenzy state. He seemed to be talking to Wen Qing in a low voice. When he saw Wei Wuxian open his eyes, he knelt on the ground silently. Wen Qing's eyes were red, and she said nothing.

Wei Wuxian sat up.

After a long silence, a surge of hatred suddenly surged in my heart.

He kicked Wen Ning in the chest, knocking him to the ground.

She shrank back in fear, clenched her fists, but just lowered her head and pursed her lips.

Wei WuXian roared, “Who did you kill? Do you know who you killed?!”

At this moment, Wen Yuan ran in from outside the palace with a straw butterfly on her head, smiling happily, "Brother Xian..."

He originally wanted to show Wei Wuxian the butterfly he had painted with a new color, but after entering, he saw Wei Wuxian who looked like an evil ghost, and Wen Ning curled up on the ground, and was stunned. Wei Wuxian turned his head suddenly, and he hadn't controlled his emotions yet, his eyes were very scary, and Wen Yuan was so scared that he jumped, and the butterfly slipped from his head and fell to the ground, and he burst into tears on the spot. The fourth uncle hurriedly came in with a hunched back and carried him out.

After being kicked over by him, Wen Ning got up and knelt, not daring to speak. Wei Wuxian grabbed his collar, lifted him up, and yelled, "You can kill anyone, why did you have to kill Jin Zixuan?!"

She watched tenderly from the side, wanting to come up and protect her brother, but she forced herself to hold back, shedding tears of sadness and fear.

Wei WuXian said, “If you kill him, what will happen to Senior Sister? What will happen to Senior Sister’s son?! What will happen to me? What should I do?!”

His roar echoed in the Demon-Slaying Cave and spread outside, causing Wen Yuan to cry even harder.

Hearing the distant cry of the child, and watching the panicked brother and sister who didn't know where to put their hands and feet, Wei Wuxian's heart became darker and darker. He asked himself: "Why have I trapped myself in this mass grave all these years? Why do I have to suffer all this? Why did I have to take this path in the first place? Why did I make myself like this? How do others see me? What have I gained? Am I crazy? Am I crazy? Am I crazy!"

If only he hadn't chosen this path in the first place.

Suddenly, Wen Ning whispered, "...I'm sorry."

This is a dead person, with no expression, no red eyes, and no tears. However, at this moment, the dead person's face is full of real pain.

He repeated, "I'm sorry...

"It's all my fault...

"sorry……"

Listening to him stammering and apologizing over and over again, Wei WuXian suddenly found it extremely funny.

It wasn’t Wen Ning’s fault at all.

It's his own fault.

Wen Ning in his frenzied state was just a weapon. He was the maker of this weapon, and he was the one who obeyed his orders:

At that time, the situation was tense and murderous, and he had never hesitated to show his hostility towards Jin Zixuan in front of Wen Ning. So when Jin Zixuan made a move, Wen Ning, who was in an unconscious state, regarded him as an "enemy" and executed the order of "massacre" without thinking.

It was he who failed to control the weapon. It was he who was too confident in his own abilities. It was he who ignored all the ominous signs so far, believing that he could suppress any signs of losing control.

Wen Ning is a weapon, but did he volunteer to be a weapon?

For such a timid, cowardly and stuttering person, did he enjoy killing people under Wei Wuxian's command in the past?

That year, he received a bowl of lotus root soup from Jiang Yanli, and carried it all the way from the bottom of the mountain to the mass grave without spilling a drop. Although he couldn't drink it himself, he was very happy to watch others finish it. He also asked what it tasted like and imagined what it tasted like. He killed Jiang Yanli's husband with his own hands. Does he feel good now?

While taking all the blame on herself, she also had to apologize to him.

Wei Wuxian grabbed Wen Ning's collar and looked at his pale and lifeless face. Suddenly, Jin Zixuan's dirty face covered in dust and blood appeared in front of him, which was also pale and lifeless.

He also thought of Jiang Yanli, who had finally married her beloved after all the hardships, and of Jin Zixuan and Jiang Yanli's son, A Ling, the child he had given a name to. He was only a tiny child, seven days old, and he would smile when he saw his father's sword, which made his parents very happy. In two days, it would be his full moon banquet.

Wei WuXian was lost in thought when he suddenly started to cry.

He said blankly: "...Who can tell me...what should I do now?"