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

The evil cultivator deserves to be an evil cultivator. Even when he laughed, his laughter was like rubbing on sandpaper, which made people feel uncomfortable. Even though he was wearing a mask, his smile was full of malice.

He took a step in front of An Xinglan, and a figure taller than An Xinglan shrouded him, probably An Xinglan's composure dissatisfied him, and he said angrily in a hoarse voice, "Why don't you speak? Dumb? "

An Xinglan: "I don't want to talk to you, your voice is ugly and your ears hurt."

"Hehe, I still think of myself as the young master, I don't know how to live or die."

The masked man stretched out his hand and grabbed An Xinglan's shoulder, but this time An Xinglan flashed past him.

But the masked man sneered and said: "I advise you to spend less effort, you can't escape from me with your little cultivation."

What the masked man said was good. Although An Xinglan worked hard and diligently, and various big bosses gave him some small troubles, he was able to do it outside, but after all, he was still young, and there were still many people who were stronger than him in this world. .

And the evil cultivator in front of him was a predator who relied on absorbing other people's energy and blood for his own use. Even if he was injured, he could still crush An Xinglan.

But An Xinglan didn't listen to him, and ran forward with vigor, a black silk ribbon in Xiexiu's hand chased after him like a snake, and dragged the fleeing man back.

However, the young man who was dragged back did not panic, instead he raised his hand, which made the evil cultivator sneer: "Looking for death!"

And sure enough, An Xinglan's blow did not cause serious damage to Xie Xiu, but instead caused Xie Xiu to slap him with a high palm. The second result.

The young master with delicate skin and tender flesh, pampered and raised by all kinds of good things and spiritual things will be completely honest after suffering a lot.

Xie Xiu wanted to suck the freshest prey, but he didn't want to shoot An Xinglan to death directly.

So this palm was merciful, but it was a pity. An Xinglan saw that Xie Xiu was shocked by the treasure on him and backed away, but he still couldn't deal with him directly, so he continued to bully him.

Xie Xiu hid while being startled, the character seemed to have fallen off, Xie Xiu tentatively shot at the kid again, and was hit again without accident.

Xie Xiu looked at An Xinglan's wrist, "What are you wearing? It seems that the person I caught this time is not young."

An Xinglan snorted, and called out all the tricks he knew to this person. It was a rare and good target, but the evil cultivator could only hide, but couldn't fight back, quite aggrieved. "Okay, okay, the better the background, the better, I like to see you young masters who are naturally tall and tall fall into the mud."

Yo, he's kind of hating the rich and cynical.

An Xinglan said arrogantly: "I can't do it, I can't do it, I will piss you off, I will piss you off!"

Although Xie Xiu's cultivation was much higher than his, An Xinglan used his housekeeping skills to hit Xie Xiu occasionally, and Xie Xiu didn't dare to get close to him later.

An Xinglan had had enough fighting, and fled again, but that evil cultivator was so stubborn, he dragged An Xinglan back with his black silk.

An Xinglan told him the truth: "You have nothing to do with me."

"I advise you to let me go and run as far as you can."

But the most grievance of this evil cultivator is the young master like An Xinglan who has a strong background and enough magic weapons, so he won't listen to persuasion at all. Your family came to find you?"

"Don't worry, they can't find you, hahaha."

An Xinglan frowned, and said that the man's hoarse voice was like grinding paper.

An Xinglan struggled for the black silk that bound his waist and arms. Although it wasn't tight, he couldn't get rid of it. This flexible black silk was definitely not ordinary silk.

Alas, although Master gave his treasures a good defense, but there are also a little flaws, so they are trapped here now?

An Xinglan chatted with this person: "Huh? So confident? Our family is very powerful, I don't believe it, they will definitely find me."

"Hmph, you're not in Fuyou Continent now, no matter how powerful you are, I can see where he can find him in Fuyou Continent?"

Well, although this evil cultivator deduced that the young master he captured from the secular world was a golden doll from a powerful family, he might be able to get along well in the Fuyou Continent, but outside of Fuyou The mainland is as big as the entire Qiankun world, ha ha.

This evil cultivator would never have imagined that the one he grabbed was the young master Jingui, who was at the top of the entire demon cultivator.

Let's go back to the time when An Xinglan disappeared, not only the guards, but even Bei Ming and Feng Yi went into the water to find someone. I couldn't believe it, and I had to accept the fact that they lost His Highness.

Both Bei Ming and Feng Yi's faces turned pale. This time it caused a catastrophe, and they dare not imagine what will happen after they go back, but no matter how much they refuse in their hearts, they must pass the news back as soon as possible, so as not to make things worse.

When Zhu Jianshu, who just returned to the sect yesterday and was waiting for An Xinglan's return, heard this, his usually gentle face was instantly covered with frost.

But Teng Yiyan was furious. He remembered the boy's anticipation and longing when he told him about going out a few days ago. Teng Yiyan turned to An Yeming and said, "I'll send an order to dig the ground three feet. Make sure there's nowhere for that daring to escape."

Zhu Jianshu interrupted him and said, "No!"

Teng Yiyan glared: "I knew you had no good intentions for him!"

Zhu Jianshu said with a dull face, "This matter should not be spread to everyone, not to mention that there is no lack of people with evil intentions among us, even those who practice Taoism, if they know about this, they may also take the opportunity to make trouble , it is not good to oppose the younger brother."

"This risk cannot be taken."

Zhu Jianshu asked An Yeming again: "Master, please let me lead someone to find the whereabouts of my junior brother."

An Yeming, who had been silent for a while and couldn't see any emotions, stood up: "I'll go."

He didn't delay either, as soon as he said those words, he acted vigorously, grabbed the guards who came to report the news, and left together.

An Xinglan was dragged forward by the masked male cultivator. During that cultivating period, he tried to absorb An Xinglan's cultivation base, but he was backlashed again, hurting more and more.

An Xinglan persuaded the masked man earnestly: "I think you are quite tired too, why bother asking for trouble?"

Although An Xinglan was tied up, he was still calm and composed. On the contrary, the one leading the way was gloomy and injured, and even his mask couldn't stop his bitter and unlucky look.

With a quick glance, it is impossible to tell which is the gangster and which is the victim.

The masked man also wanted to take off the magic weapon on An Xinglan's body. He didn't dare to do it directly, but his black silk was as flexible as his hand. He tried to pick off the bracelet on his hand, tsk, of course not success.

There was nothing he could do to An Xinglan, especially since this half-child was the most calm and arrogant of all the people he had captured, which made the masked man feel more internally hurt.

The masked man turned his head and yelled at An Xinglan, "Shut up!"

An Xinglan rolled his eyes and stopped talking, but his eyes almost caused the masked man to go berserk again. He had never seen a person who dared to be so arrogant with him in his hands!

When it was getting dark, An Xinglan was determined not to leave again, "If you want to go, go by yourself, I won't go!"

If the masked man pushed hard, An Xinglan would rush forward to fight him. The masked man was tired of coping and had to compromise.

When he finally stopped, An Xinglan sat down to rest, and wanted to sleep, the aggrieved masked man seized the opportunity to taunt him again: "What a young master, he can't bear any hardships, and he never forgets to sleep .”

An Xinglan scoffed at his words, no matter whether he could endure hardship or not, is he worthy of suffering for this person?

"Why do you hate people with good backgrounds so much? You have been bullied by others, tell me."

An Xinglan's appearance is like a distinguished guest telling a story to a storyteller in a teahouse, making the masked man want to kick the little bastard who came here abducted.

"you shut up!"

If you say you can't beat him, tell him to shut up, An Xinglan disdains this person very much.

An Xinglan said: "Actually, my background is not good. Really, I was adopted by someone else, and I live in the same country as you."

But obviously the masked man didn't believe him, thinking that An Xinglan was using clumsy lies to cheat him.The masked man said viciously: "Sleep your sleep, if you don't sleep, you will hurry!"

But after An Xinglan really fell asleep, the masked man was heartbroken when he heard the sound of breathing.

Because obviously that was the one who was caught, but he was sleeping soundly, and he kept vigil while healing his wounds. The prey for healing he prepared on the side could be seen but could not be used.

On the second day, he woke up from a big sleep, refreshed, but he was the one who was haggard.And that bastard kid still needs water to drink, and he won't cooperate if he doesn't give it.

When the evil mask couldn't hide his livid face, An Xinglan said: "I haven't started bigu yet, it's normal to drink water, I don't even want to eat."

"So, I'm in trouble."

"You can't do anything with me, it's not worth it."

But this unwilling evil cultivator could not listen to An Xinglan's persuasion, he said darkly: "I will let go of the prey I haven't caught yet, I advise you not to think about it."

This person's sticky eyes seemed to be weighing how much An Xinglan could sell for.

An Xinglan didn't bother to talk to him anymore, "I need to drink water."

The masked man glanced at him, and really fetched water, but the water returned was not for An Xinglan to drink, but to greedy him on purpose.And slowly lifted the mask, asking him to drink by himself.

The face under the mask of the masked man was ugly, and the staggered and raised scars on the left half of his face could even be called ugly.

After the masked man took a sip of water, his snake-like eyes came over again and fixed on An Xinglan.

"Aren't you afraid? Or are you so afraid that you can't even scream?"

An Xinglan: "You mean your face?" Then she shook her head: "I'm not afraid."

Masked man: "Want to please me?"

An Xinglan: "Well, is it useful to please you? If it is useful, I can also praise it. My vocabulary is not bad."

Seeing the man's unkind eyes, An Xinglan got the answer, so she didn't plan to use his vocabulary reserves by opening his eyes and talking nonsense.

An Xinglan said truthfully: "It's not pretty, but that's it. It's not that easy to scare me."

He has never been a little brave.

"Well, if you look at it a little more, it's okay, and it's not too much."

"Are you inferior? There's no need."

"It's really not good. I have very good medicine at home. Really, I won't lie to you. Otherwise, I will get you some? It will definitely cure you."

The masked man's face covered with raised scars looked straight at the pampered young master, but the young boy's eyes were neither dodging nor flickering, and there was a lot of nonsense, as if his face was really nothing to make a fuss about, just normal That's all.

The masked man looked deeply at An Xinglan and said, "I mean, everyone who sees my true face will die, aren't you afraid?"

An Xinglan: "But, you wanted to kill me even when I didn't see it. You can't kill me, and it's not that you don't want to kill me."

An Xinglan said again: "You better give me the water quickly, I'm thirsty after talking to you so much."

The masked man was distracted for a while, and then An Xinglan successfully snatched the water bag away.

After the water bag was snatched, the masked man didn't try to snatch it back, it's just that he had a gloomy face, and his already ugly face was even more scary now.

But An Xinglan was drinking water, so he didn't pay him any attention.

And after drinking all the water in the water bag, An Xinglan said in surprise, "Hey, no, isn't your voice really nice?"

"How did you make that voice before?"

Before the masked man could speak, An Xinglan said again: "It's good as it is now, don't pretend your voice, it hurts your throat when you hear it."

The face is not good-looking, but the voice should not be sandpapered.

"I think the sound is more important than the face. You don't always look at the face. You don't have to look at it when you don't want to see it. If you don't want to hear the sound, it's not easy to block your ears, right?"

The masked man frowned, the kid is so noisy now?He wanted to plug his ears, "Shut up."

Only a young master who has never suffered a lot can still be so ignorant at this time.

No, the former young master was arrogant at the beginning, but later on, he became faster than ordinary people, because they cherished their lives even more.

In fact, it's not that An Xinglan is bold. At that time, he will definitely be able to be a quail, but now, isn't there something An Yeming gave him, to give him confidence?

He felt that An Yeming and the others would definitely look for him.

I don't think about anything else, but I just think about the investment and cost they have invested in him over the years, and they haven't paid back a single point. With their personalities, they can't just leave him alone.

The masked man covered his face with the mask again, and dragged An Xinglan to go on his way again. Although he didn't deliberately use that frosty voice this time, the content of his speech was not friendly.

"I haven't done such a loss-making thing before. I can't take care of you. Someone can take care of you."

"I'll sell you for money."

An Xinglan: "There is always a first time in life. If you lose, you will lose. It's not a big deal, and you don't have to die."

The masked man snorted: "Do you know you're afraid?"

An Xinglan: "Then who are you going to sell me to?"

Masked man: "This is the territory of the Ansha Cave. The things on your body have some origins. I will offer you up and exchange for something."

An Xinglan didn't know what kind of power the masked man was talking about in the dark cave. He had never heard of it, but An Xinglan felt that he should have more confidence in the treasure An Yeming gave.

An Xinglan said to the masked man: "I can tell you, I'm a big trouble, the wisest thing for you is to let me go now and stop the loss in time."

"Tell me what kind of enmity you have with the Ansha Cave, and throw me there to cheat people?"

The masked man said angrily: "Shut up! I think you think too highly of yourself!"

Yes, he thinks highly of himself too much, what the master gives must be really reliable.

Also, I hope that I really think highly of myself as much as he himself does. Brother Shizun and the others don't slap him in the face, don't really abandon him, they have raised him for more than ten years.

Before, he always wanted to go out and have a look, and felt that he was trapped in Zhining Peak and in the sect, but now he thought that his Yunluoju was gone.