From head to toe, they were spotless and meticulous, with no trace of inappropriateness or indecency to be found. Even so, Wei Wuxian still had four big words popping up in his mind:

"Wear linen and wear mourning!"

It's true that he wears hemp and wears mourning. No matter how much the school uniforms of the Gusu Lan family are praised as the most beautiful uniforms by everyone, and Lan Wangji is praised as an unparalleled and rare handsome man in the world, they can't bear it.

The look on his face looked like the bitterness and hatred of his dead wife.

The passage of time is unfavorable, and the road between enemies is narrow. Blessings come in pairs, and misfortunes never come alone.

Lan Wangji didn't say a word, didn't look sideways, and stood quietly opposite Jiang Cheng. Jiang Cheng was already extremely handsome, but standing face to face with him, he actually looked a little less handsome, a little more impetuous, and raised his eyebrows.

He raised an eyebrow and said, "Hanguang-Jun really lives up to his reputation of being the one who always comes out in trouble. How come you still have time to come to this deep mountain and old forest today?"

Immortal heads of aristocratic families with their status usually disdain evil prey that is too low-level, but Lan Wangji is an exception. He never chooses a target for night hunting, nor does he choose a target for hunting at night because the monster is not fierce enough.

Killing has no reputation but does not come. As long as someone asks for help, he will come. This has been the case since he was young. Therefore, "he will come out when there is trouble" is the world's evaluation of Hanguang Jun's night hunting trip, and it is also the praise he has received.

Praise for his character. Jiang Cheng said it in such a tone at this time. It was really not very polite. A group of juniors from his family came up behind Lan Wang. He felt strange and uncomfortable. Lan Jingyi said bluntly, "Jiang

Isn’t the sect master here too?”

Jiang Cheng said coldly: "Tsk, do you have the right to interrupt what the elders are saying? The Gusu Lan clan calls itself the Immortal Sect's gifted family, so this is how the clan's children are taught."

Lan Wangji didn't seem to want to talk to him. He glanced at Lan SiZhui. The latter understood, so he let the junior talk to the junior, stepped out of the queue, and said to Jin Ling: "Master Jin, night hunting has always been a fair competition for all families, but Master Jin

Isn't it a violation of the rules of night hunting to cast nets everywhere on Dafan Mountain, making it difficult for monks from other families to fear falling into a trap?"

Jin Ling's cold expression was exactly the same as that of his uncle: "They are stupid and have stepped into a trap. What can I do? I will wait until I catch the prey."

Lan Wangji frowned. Jin Ling was about to speak, but suddenly found that he could not speak, and his throat could not make any sound. He was shocked. Jiang Cheng saw that Jin Ling's upper and lower lips were stuck together and could not be separated.

, a look of anger appeared on his face, and he gave up the reluctant etiquette before: "Lan! What do you mean? It's not your turn to discipline Jin Ling yet, please untie me!"

This silence spell is used by the Lan family to punish the members of the clan who have made mistakes. Wei Wuxian has suffered from this little trick. Although it is not a complicated and profound spell, non-Lan family members cannot solve it. If he is forced to speak, it is not up to down.

If your lip is torn so much that it bleeds, your throat will be mute for several days. You must shut up and think quietly until you get through the punishment time. Lan SiZhui said: "Sect Leader Jiang does not need to be angry. As long as he does not forcefully break the spell, it will be solved automatically with a stick of incense."

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Before Jiang Cheng could speak, a man in purple clothes dressed in Jiang's uniform ran out of the forest and shouted: "Sect Master!" Goodbye Lan Wangji stood here with hesitation on his face. Jiang Cheng sarcastically said: "Go on, tell me.

Do you have any more bad news for me?"

The guest whispered: "Not long ago, a blue flying sword destroyed the Immortal Binding Net you arranged."

Jiang Cheng glanced at Lan Wangji, the unhappiness in his heart directly showing on his face, and said, "How many have been broken?"

The guest said carefully: "...all..."

More than four hundred pictures!

Jiang Cheng was furious.

I really didn’t expect that this trip would be so unlucky. Originally, he was here to help Jin Ling. Jin Ling will be fifteen this year, and it’s the age when he should make his debut and compete with the younger generations of other families for seniority. Jiang Cheng carefully selected,

Then he picked out the hunting grounds of Dafan Mountain for him, cast nets everywhere and intimidated other monks from the family, teaching them to make it difficult to move forward and retreat when the difficulties were encountered, in order to let Jin Ling take the lead and prevent others from competing with him. More than four hundred

Although the price of the Zhangfu Immortal Net is sky-high, it is nothing to the Yunmeng Jiang family. But destroying the net is a small matter, but losing face is a big deal. Lan Wangji acted like this, and Jiang Cheng felt a wave of bad breath swirling in his heart, rising higher and higher.

He squinted his eyes, and his left hand caressed the ring on his right index finger intentionally or unintentionally.

This is a dangerous move.

Everyone knows that that ring is a powerful magic weapon that can kill people. Once the head of the Jiang family starts to touch it, he will have the intention to kill.
Chapter completed!