Dressed up as the biggest dummy in the realm of self-cultivation

Teng Yiyan changed his clothes and came out, and he was still dressed in pure white clothes, but even if this person was dressed in white clothes, he didn't have the feeling of being ethereal and otherworldly.

Teng Yiyan looked at An Xinglan, raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing standing so far away, why don't you come over?"

After the person approached, he slapped An Xinglan's head with his big hands indiscriminately, "Tsk, don't you know me?"

An Xinglan patted away the troubled hands on his head, regained some sense of familiarity, and said, "I know, Tangtang."

After the two finally sat down, Teng Yiyan said to the child who glanced at him one after another, "I have blotches on my face, what are you looking at?"

An Xinglan shook his head: "There are no flowers." Moving down from the chair, and standing in front of Teng Yiyan, An Xinglan said, "Bleeding, Tangtang hurt? Hurt?"

After observing Teng Yiyan, he looked like he was injured, with pale lips.

Teng Yiyan straightened his back, the injury on his body made him slightly stiff, this time the injury was a little more serious.But he quickly acted as if nothing had happened, and said disdainfully, "It hurts? I'm afraid of pain?"

An Xinglan: "Are you hurt?"

Teng Yiyan said a little uncomfortably: "So what if you get hurt? I am the one who wins in the end, and I am the one who lives."

So what did this man do?Going desperately with someone?

It's not bad to say that, when Teng Yiyan fights, he has always been ruthless and ruthless. Of course, he has fighting talent and intuition, anyway, he has been the one who has survived every time until now.

"Where does it hurt? I want to see it."

Teng Yiyan turned his body sideways: "I won't show it."

An Xinglan stretched out his finger and poked him on the chest. The poke was not heavy, but not only Teng Yiyan's white shirt was soaked with blood, but An Xinglan's fingertips also felt sharp pain.

An Xinglan hurriedly withdrew his hand and shook it, while Teng Yiyan jumped up from the chair, grabbed An Xinglan's hand, and severely reprimanded: "Don't move."

The wound on his chest was not caused by an ordinary sharp weapon. Otherwise, with his own cultivation and elixir, there would have been no scars left.The wound made by the eighth-level monster is a bit difficult to deal with, but giving him some time is not a big deal at all.

It's just that the cub is weaker than a goose, and Teng Yiyan was taken aback by the random poking of his fingers. He grabbed the cub's hand, and carefully expelled the trace of alien energy attached to it. Only then did Yiyan loosen his eyebrows, but his face was still ugly.

"No touching."

An Xinglan was also frightened, put her hands behind her back, and obediently replied: "Yes, I understand." But his eyes looked at the bloody spot on Teng Yiyan's body again, "Tangtang, hurt. "

Teng Yiyan lowered his head, clicked his tongue impatiently, took a bottle of medicine in his hand, pulled his clothes to expose the wound, and prepared to sprinkle some more medicine.

Suddenly remembered, and said to An Xinglan who had wide-eyed eyes, "Don't look if you're afraid, turn your back."

An Xinglan was not obedient, and urged: "Hurry up."

The medicine only played a small part, but Teng Yiyan didn't regard the injury as a major event.

Just as he put away the medicine bottle, a small hand patted on his arm, and the little short man said solemnly: "Tangtang, it doesn't hurt, doesn't it hurt."

If it wasn't for the fact that the little short man was not tall enough, Teng Yiyan always felt that the little short man wanted to pat his head.

He frowned while talking, and looked at his wound with a distressed and sad expression, as if it was the little short man who was hurting himself.

"Tangtang, eat candy, it doesn't hurt."

Teng Yiyan saw the little short man digging and digging, and then stretched out three small candy cubes in the small palm in front of him, "Yo, are you willing to give it all to me? Or the number of candies you can eat every day is too high."

Teng Yiyan stared blankly at the little short man in front of him, then took out another one and put it in his own small palm, "It's gone, I'll give it all to Tangtang."

Teng Yiyan was taken away unceremoniously, and asked deliberately: "Give it all to me?"

The little guy didn't give up, but nodded seriously, "Well, Tangtang will be ready soon."

Of course An Xinglan knew that eating candy was useless, but she was willing to coax Teng Yiyan because she saw that Teng Yiyan was injured.

But obviously Teng Yiyan didn't know who was coaxing whom, he teased An Xinglan and said, "Now I can eat four a day?"

An Xinglan nodded.

Then Teng Yiyan smiled happily and said, "Didn't you notice that each one has become smaller?"

"Little fool."

Very happy, almost laughed out loud, An Xinglan: ...

Forget it, the injured person, don't care about him.

An Xinglan didn't stay long, and said to Teng Yiyan very caringly: "Tangtang should be ready soon."

After An Xinglan left, Teng Yiyan stuffed all four candies he got from An Xinglan into his mouth. There was a thick milky sweetness, and the taste was okay, that's all. Not enough to fit between the teeth.

After Teng Yiyan sat there and chewed the candy for two or three times, something suddenly occurred to his mind.

When he left, he promised to bring back something for the little boy, but he forgot all about it.

Teng Yiyan, who still had the rich sweet taste of milk in his mouth, felt a little guilty. Fortunately, the brat also forgot to ask him for it just now.

Thinking about this, Teng Yiyan got up and walked out. The servants beside him hurriedly followed two steps and asked, "Your Highness, this is you?" Just came back, where are you going?

"Go out."

After Teng Yiyan went out, it took a long time before he came back, and the messy things in the storage utensils filled a corner.

The next day, sure enough, the brat came again, and Teng Yiyan was not guilty this time.

An Xinglan ran in, he was still worried about Teng Yiyan's injury, "Tangtang, Tangtang, does it still hurt?"

"I told you earlier that it doesn't hurt."

"All right?"

"It's not good. It's not a problem if it's not good." Teng Yiyan said, as if to prove himself, he raised An Xinglan high.

Children like this game very much. An Xinglan is not a child, but the feeling of suddenly flying into the air still made him smile briefly, but he still quickly said: "Come down."

"Tangtang is obedient, get well soon."

Teng Yiyan didn't want to play games with him. After lifting it up for a while, he put the person down and pinched the child's face, "Don't be like your big brother, mother-in-law."

When An Xinglan heard what he said, she stopped laughing, and turned serious, and said to Teng Yiyan, "You can't speak ill of Senior Brother."

"You protect him very tightly. It's true that you are stupid, you are just a little fool."

An Xinglan pursed her lips, "Don't speak ill of Tangtang, it's not good."

"Are you still angry? Are you still angry when you're young?" Seeing that Xiao Autun had a sullen little face and watched him not speak, Teng Yiyan got bored and scratched his head, "Okay, okay, your elder brother is the best, I won't talk about him, okay?"

An Xinglan found a stool, climbed on it, swayed his legs, but he was still not in a good mood, it was all Teng Yiyan's fault!

Just as he was bothering him, Ke Teng Yiyan wanted to come over and put his big hand close to the small pouch he was hanging on. An Xinglan, who was in a depressed mood, came back to his senses, quickly grabbed it, covered it with his hands, and kept his eyes vigilant.

"Let me see how many candies you have today?"

"Just take a look? You want to eat it." An Xinglan said with certainty that Teng Yiyan was capable of snatching a child's candy.

However, those who are injured are given preferential treatment. An Xinglan poured out a few candies from his purse, took one out, stuffed it into his mouth, and handed the rest to Teng Yiyan. ,"for you."

The child was generous, but now Teng Yiyan's thick skin finally felt a bit ashamed.

"What, I bought something for you from outside. I can keep my word."

Hearing this, An Xinglan became interested, "Where is it? Where is it?"

Having already taken it out of the storage and ready it, Teng Yiyan raised his chin at An Xinglan, "Follow."

There was a whole lot of land piled up, An Xinglan hurried over to look at it, it was very messy, it was really interesting and useful, there were small clothes, and small hats, An Xinglan pulled out a red peaked hat from it, yes Teng Yiyan said: "Is this for me to wear?"

Teng Yiyan didn't think there was anything wrong, "Why, it doesn't look good? There are many more, all of which are yours, whichever you want to wear, white, black, gray, green, blue?"

He didn't have the skill and patience to pick them carefully, so he glanced over and bought them all one by one.

An Xinglan looked at so many hats, how many years would he have to wear them?I have all the rainbow colors, and I can wear one a day, but it is not good-looking.

Putting down the hat, and picking up the small shoes at hand, An Xinglan gestured that they were really the size he could wear.

The small shoes are not as comfortable as he is wearing, but they are colorful, ahem, quite childlike and lively, and there are various flowers, birds, insects and fish embroidered on them, very eye-catching.

There is food on the side, preserved fruits, melon seeds, jerky, and candies!

Teng Yiyan stepped forward quickly, and put away the sugar jar that held the candies, "Okay, you can move the rest."

An Xinglan and him looked at each other silently, forget it, he couldn't do anything like messing around because of a few candies.

After all, he still said, "Thank you, Tangtang."

"Tang Tang is really good."

Keep your word, remember to bring him something, very good Tangtang.

It's just that these things looked familiar, and they were not different from the ones that Zhu Jianshu took him to see at the market. He thought that Teng Yiyan had traveled far away and could bring back many exotic things.

"Tangtang, tell me about the outside world."

"That's nothing to talk about."

"Talk, talk."

Teng Yiyan was pestered, and finally said a few more words, and after a few more words, he was pestered and said a few more words, facing the child's round curious eyes, he said with a smile: "Can you listen to me?" Do you understand?"

He didn't have anything to talk about this trip, except killing monsters or killing monsters, killing big monsters and small monsters.

"I don't understand." After hearing this, An Xinglan withdrew her hand holding her chin, and said, "Then Tangtang will stop talking."

Teng Yiyan: ...

Almost choked, he actually wanted to say a few more words.There is a trace of regret that his eloquence is not enough. In fact, his fight with monsters is also very exciting. Many people admire him, but his own language ability is not enough to describe the excitement.

An Xinglan patted his butt, followed by a group of people who helped him carry things, and left in a hurry.

Day after day, two years passed, An Xinglan had grown into a big friend who was four years old and almost five years old.

An important event will happen this year, that is, for a child of An Xinglan's age, his cultivation aptitude will be tested, and he can practice cultivation slowly in the future.

An Xinglan heard Yunluo Juli's servants talk about this, and he was looking forward to, excited and apprehensive, but for a spiritual genius like Teng Yiyan, he obviously couldn't understand other people's apprehension on this matter.

He patted the frowning An Xinglan's head, and said, "What are you worried about? You look like a little old man."

"I'm going to test my aptitude. In the future, I will be like Tangtang, who can turn into ice and blow hair."

Although Zhu Jianshu once said that spells should not be used indiscriminately in front of children, Teng Yiyan is not such an obedient person.

And those magical things that looked like magic made An Xinglan like to pester Teng Yiyan, secretly pestering him to show his hands.

Just like in summer now, letting Teng Yiyan create the wind, the hula la gale is much more fun than sitting by the ice basin.

Teng Yiyan sat down next to An Xinglan, "Then don't think about it, imagine me like me, you're early."

An Xinglan looked up at him: "I mean, I'm going to test my aptitude."

"I'm hot and need wind."

Teng Yiyan glared at him angrily, the wind blew up, and An Xinglan's face was blurred, and his eyes couldn't be opened.

But when An Xinglan left, Teng Yiyan said something human: "Don't worry, there's nothing to be afraid of, just stretch out your hand when the time comes, and it won't hurt."

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to the test and accompany you to the head office?" He said with an impatient look on his face.

An Xinglan thought to himself, it's not that I'm afraid of pain, Teng Yiyan is really stupid.