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Yibo widened his eyes. From the beginning to the end , his eyes didn't move from the figure in the sky. He didn't even realise that the big brother had already left his side and that his friends were calling him to get back more inside the room.

The moment, the barrier broke into pieces, Yibo felt extremely calm. So calm that he himself didn't realise it. He could see the veins bulging on King's hand as he used almost all of his strength to throw that demonic man to far in the distance. That man might not be able to get up soon.

Yibo watched as the king turned to face him. His face looked calm. But , maybe only Yibo doubted his calmness. He sensed nervousness and fear from the king. He is feeling nervous .

Yibo asked in his heart, why are you nervous? Does the injury hurt badly?

Zhan breathlessly stood in the air , extended his trembling hand again to set up another barrier. His eyes met Yibo's calm eyes. Zhan found Yibo's eager eyes and couldn't look away. But he avoided those eyes eventually, he turned his attention to the hungry souls that are pounding on the newly unstable barrier.

Zhan knew, it will not last long at this rate.

"Seems like...there is only one way left." Zhan whispered to himself.

His right hand on the barrier didn't move but he extended his left hand , a black flute appeared in his hand. He said to Yibo while caressing chen qing, "It's a desperate choice. The hatred for humans far exceeds anyone can think of. Even if I protect you , fight one against millions..you still can't escape unscathed."

"I'll play the melody,  listen carefully and close your eyes. Don't resist when you feel a soul tearing force,  it's only temporary. This melody will take you where there is no kunlun, no China, no hungry souls. You can come back when it's time. However, you have to fight your way out. I can't guarantee if all of you can come out."

The last words sounded only in Yibo's ear, almost like a plead and whisper, "so , please come back safe."

After he finished saying this ,  ignoring the barrier, he grabbed his flute and played an eerie music. The souls used little efforts to break the barrier and rushed inside. Zhan didn't stop playing, as if feeling his call , black mist from different corner of kunlun rushed to him and covered him whole.

Yibo's breath got stuck in his throat. He wanted to say many things. He wanted to ask what the name of the king is but he couldn't in the end. He only walked back and said to his friends in husky voice, " Do as told."

Then he went to the bed and laid down , as if sleeping. A thought came and vanished at the same time, "I'll come back safe. Don't worry much."

Few moments later , he felt his whole body aching. He knew his body is completely fine , it's his soul that is feeling the pain. He didn't grunt or open his eyes, he didn't resist against the force and he just let the force guide him.

After a long, long time , A youth cladded in white robe opened his eyes on the bed. He looked at the ceiling and sat up. His long black hair moved along with his movement.

"Second childe Lan."

"What's the matter?" The man answered in an emotionless voice.

The man outside the door reported, "Clan leader wanted to see you."

"Alright."

The man got up from the bed and went to face the mirror. He straightened his head band and fixed his hair and clothes before taking his sword 'bichen' and strode out of the room.

The disciples that were practicing and walking around saw him and greeted respectfully, "second childe Lan"

As response, the man looked at them and gave a small nod. He crossed a few pavilions and stopped before a door. He knocked on the door , a response came from inside. He slide opened the door and stepped in gracefully.

He noticed a few people sitting inside , as if discussing something. He didn't care and bowed to show respect , "Brother"

The man , wearing the similar headband, looked gently at him and called out with a smile , "Wangji , come sit."

Lan Wangji didn't object and sat down on an empty seat quietly. He heard his brother, who is also the clan leader , speak to him, " Wangji, this is clan leader jiang and this is madam Yu."

Wangji finally looked at the guests and nodded showing respect. Both of them nodded back with a smile.

Lan Xichen spoke once again, "Do you remember having a marriage contact with Young Master of the Jiang clan?"

Lan wangji nodded, "It was discussed by uncle Qiren and clan leader Jiang in the past."

Lan Xichen smiled, " The young master was originally 3 years younger than you. The contract says, you'll both get married once he comes of age. Now that his coming of age ceremony is near...clan leader Jiang suggested the wedding to be held on that day. What do you say about this decision?"

Lan wangji looked at his brother and spoke bland words, "It doesn't matter."

Lan Xichen looked at this brother of his with an expression of 'I knew it', his smile didn't fade away as he turned to Clan leader jiang, " Then clan leader Jiang, its not a problem to held the wedding."

The clan leader jiang only nodded while madam Yu was full of smiles. She opened her mouth, " Then it's settled. The 2nd day of the next month is the wedding. I'll tell the news to Wei'er , he will surely be happy."

However,  in her heart he lamented, finally being able to get rid of that bast*rd is such a relief.

Lan wangji only gave her a glance and then continued to sit like a salted fish as if he sensed nothing.

At this moment, the bast*rd in madam Yu's mouth sneezed. He frowned and whispered, " someone must be cursing at me."