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

The little boy was listless, with a sickly face and a listless look. He looked pitiful, but in fact, he still had the energy and courage to talk nonsense, and he slammed into Xiao Moyi's ears one after another.

Where did Xiao Moyi bear this kind of title, an indescribably strange feeling.

Xiao Moyi's eyes warned the nonsense boy, but the young boy who was looking at him didn't seem to be afraid of him, Wu Run's eyes were still giving him a look, both to please and to ask, this was to prevent him from revealing the lie.

"Young Master is sick! There are doctors, Brother Wu and your son, come here quickly to ask, and the doctor will come right away." The words of the master who received Xiao Moyi interrupted the stalemate between Xiao Moyi and An Xinglan.

And Xiao Moyi didn't say what he said in time, um, of course the others defaulted that the young man was Xiao Moyi's son.

"Can you still walk, young master? Your yard is right in front."

An Xinglan looked at Xiao Moyi, even calling her father, how can a father let his son move over step by step?

"Daddy, I can't move."

"back."

After being silent for a while, Xiao Moyi finally turned around under the gaze of Mr. Liu, hugged An Xinglan on his back, and walked forward step by step.

The second time memorizing is no better than the first time. Xiao Moyi frowned for the second time today, and even wondered how things developed like this?

As Xiao Moyi walked, he felt his breathing change on his back, and his head was hit on his shoulder, which made him stiff again.

Carefully turn your head, that little devil actually fell asleep on his back!He is comfortable!

Xiao Moyi's mood was a little complicated.

Mr. Liu also lowered his voice, he said: "There is still a little way to go, just ahead."

Then An Xinglan, who was sleeping, was carried on his back until he entered the room, and then he was put on the bed, and he didn't even need to take a step.

The doctor came over to check An Xinglan's pulse, prescribed medicine, and had to wake up Xiao Moxiu who was sleeping.

When the little boy fell asleep, those clear, clever eyes that would cause a little headache finally closed quietly, and the thick eyelashes seemed to be put down by a small fan, so that he looked obedient.Although in fact he is not well-behaved at all, as soon as he wakes up, he will be noisy and embarrassing.

But the young boy fell asleep, his cheeks showed sickness, his lips were slightly chapped, his eyelashes that looked like a small fan trembled occasionally, and his nose wrinkled slightly, as if he had been wronged.

Xiao Moyi stood by the bed and said, "Get up, drink the medicine."

But the sleeping person didn't move. The man standing there paused for a moment, as if he was a little embarrassed. His eyes scanned the boy's exposed face, and then he stretched out his fingertips and tapped the boy's nose. , and said: "Get up."

Still nothing.

The man in white didn't know how to pinch someone's nose to wake him up. This time, he put his hand on someone's neck - a cultivator is the most vigilant, and the neck is the place where people can't touch it.

But having said that, this sleeping soundly child is actually pretty unqualified. He shouldn't have fallen asleep, let alone still awake.

I don't know why people who can learn Qing Fangzong's direct lineage are like this?It doesn't fit Xiao Moyi's impression of Qingfang Sect disciple.

After someone gently pinched the skin of his neck upwards with his fingers, An Xinglan was indeed awakened this time, and he woke up quickly, and even jumped when he met Xiao Moyi's indifferent eyes.

Lowering his eyes to look at the hand on his neck, An Xinglan said in fear, "Hero, hero, who is this?"

Standing in front of the bed suddenly, and stretching out his hand to his neck, it was very weird. It made An Xinglan suspect that the hero thought he was troublesome, and suddenly wanted to deal with him.

When Xiao Moyi saw that someone woke up, he let go of his hands, "Get up, drink the medicine."

Oh, oh, the one who told him to get up and drink the medicine, this hero really has a unique way of waking up people.

An Xinglan no longer feels sleepy at all.

Xiao Moyi brought the medicine bowl on the table, An Xinglan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said, "Thank you."

It's just that this time the doctor prescribed that kind of bitter soup, An Xinglan couldn't help showing disgust when he saw it.

These years he seldom gets sick, even if he does occasionally, the medicines made by the doctors at home are not bad, they are either pills or sweet.

An Xinglan instantly realized that he seemed to be spoiled. After all, he was corrupted by sugar-coated bullets.

Of course Xiao Moyi also saw the disgust on An Xinglan's face, but Xiao Moyi would not have the idea of ​​coaxing a child.

If An Xinglan doesn't drink, there are probably two consequences, either he likes to drink or not, or he drinks it directly.

But what surprised Xiao Moyi a little was that although An Xinglan showed disgust on his face, he simply took the medicine bowl and wiped it clean in one gulp.

But after drinking it, he asked Xiao Moyi eagerly: "Is there any sugar, is there any sweet one? Or any other taste is fine, it's really too bitter."

It can be seen that when talking, the originally good-looking young boy's face wrinkled into a ball, wrinkling his eyebrows and wrinkling his nose, like a little monkey, quite funny.

As soon as I woke up, there was no trace of tranquility.

But of course Xiao Moyi didn't have any sugar, nor did he have any other food.

An Xinglan: "How about some water?"

Glancing at An Xinglan who was wrinkled like a monkey, Xiao Moyi turned around to pour water again.

And Xiao Moyi suddenly remembered one thing, he probably had to find someone to deliver food, all of them who came here to celebrate their birthdays were monks, and they were already able to live without three meals a day As a habit, three meals a day will not be arranged.

People like An Xinglan are definitely a minority among the minority, it's just an accident.

And he remembered that Xiao Moxiu complained about headaches, hunger, and discomfort before.

Xiao Moyi poured the tea, returned to the bedside, and handed it to Xiao Moyi who was waiting eagerly, "Want to eat?"

An Xinglan, who couldn't wait to take a big sip of water, heard this question, since you asked him all, he would naturally not be polite and wronged his stomach, and nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, yes!"

He also added a request: "It needs to be soft, and there must be porridge, and the stomach feels uncomfortable."

"Bring some of the ones that have a taste, it hurts in the mouth."

"I also want to eat staple food that can fill my stomach. I'm hungry."

"Sweet, even sweeter, it was too bitter just now."

After An Xinglan finished speaking, she also realized that she seemed to be asking too much, so she carefully looked at Xiao Moyi, "That's all, that's all."

The man in white didn't speak, turned around and walked outside, An Xinglan thought he wasn't angry, right?Probably not, he is not someone who gets angry easily.

But after a while, seeing the man come back with a calm face, An Xinglan was completely relieved.Hmm, he seems to have been bothering this one since we met.

But I just felt embarrassed, who told this person not to let him go?If he's not feeling well, it's time to trouble him.

Seeing An Xinglan looking at him, Xiao Moyi said, "I'll deliver it later."

"En." An Xinglan got off the bed, remembered and asked Xiao Moyi, "Are you friends with this family? Are you here to celebrate your birthday? Then what kind of birthday gift do you want to give?"

The little boy looked curious.

Xiao Moyi: "No."

An Xinglan: "What isn't it? Not a friend? Or is it here to celebrate his birthday?" An Xinglan said, with a flash of inspiration, "You won't come here to make trouble, will you? Just like the old den of thieves before?"

Xiao Moyi stopped talking.

An Xinglan's eyes widened: "Really?" Xiao Moyi corrected: "It's not a nest, the head of the Liu family, Liu Youqing, is alone."

"Tomorrow's birthday?"

Xiao Moyi silently acquiesced.

An Xinglan: "...That is really a big birthday gift."

"Then what did the unlucky birthday star do that the hero wants to give him such a big birthday gift?" An Xinglan asked curiously.

"Collaborate with the Ansha Cave, and capture and transport the lone cultivators who are alone for them."

An Xinglan said: "But I see people coming and going at the door. There will definitely be a lot of people at the birthday banquet tomorrow. If you pick someone's birthday star, the guests will also make a move. Wouldn't it be too risky if you singled it out alone? "

"If not, are you going to act tonight?"

Xiao Moyi said: "No problem."

This person sat quietly like this, and he didn't deliberately show his aura, but when he opened his mouth like this, he inexplicably had a restrained and domineering arrogance.

Well, this buddy is very capable.

An Xinglan thought for a while and then said: "Then you can think about what to do tomorrow? The guests who come and go, I think they are quite decent. The birthday star should be a dignified person, right? This is their home after all. Don’t you be accused of being a big villain tomorrow?”

With the taciturn appearance of the man in white, An Xinglan felt that what he said was very likely.

A bit of worry appeared on the young boy's face, he asked in such a serious manner, which was very different from what he had done before, making Xiao Moyi look at him with a hint of surprise.

Xiao Moyi said a little more this time, and he said to An Xinglan: "No. There are letters between Yin Laosha and him, and the Liu family also has a dungeon where loose cultivators are imprisoned, which are full of witnesses."

An Xinglan nodded, "As long as you know what's in your mind, I won't worry about it." Then the voice changed, "Why haven't the meals come yet? I'm hungry~"

Changing back to his original habit again, Xiao Moyi pushed the tea cup at the hungry young boy.

An Xinglan shook her head: "There is only water in my stomach now, nothing else."

Xiao Moyi was silent, he never brought food with him.Xiao Moyi glanced at the door, but the servants of the Liu family were a little slower.

After the food finally arrived, An Xinglan ate and fell asleep again, this time she didn't want to run away, the key was knowing that she couldn't run away.

After sleeping until dawn, seeing Xiao Moyi, An Xinglan regained his energy and announced to him: "I'm cured!"

But An Xinglan remembered something again, "By the way, you are going to do something big today. What should I do? I came with you, and I will definitely be taken hostage when the time comes."

An Xinglan said: "Will you give me back my bracelet and safety pendant? I will be in danger then."

"You said that I will not die, you have to be responsible for my safety."

Seeing Xiao Moyi thinking, An Xinglan continued to work hard, "Well, anyway, I can't stop you if I wear those, and it's useless to you, but it can guard against others."

"You don't cherish my own little life, I have to cherish it, there are still people waiting for me to go back at home."

Xiao Moyi said a cold joke abruptly, "80-year-old father?"

An Xinglan was not embarrassed either, "Give it to me, give it to me, all of you are experts, I'm just a little shrimp, I'm afraid."

Xiao Moyi finally returned the bracelet and the safety pendant.Putting them on, An Xinglan felt a lot more at ease, maybe he can wait until the fight breaks out and take advantage of the chaos to escape?

But of course she dared not let the people in front of her know this little thought. An Xinglan stuffed the safety pendant into her clothes, raised her head and said to Xiao Moyi: "You have to protect me when the time comes, the hero said he would bring me back to you Those who are inside the door, promise a thousand gold."

"Don't have a master like a hero who can break through the protection of my bracelet. I can't beat you."

Xiao Moyi nodded.

Seeing the worried look of the little boy, he added another sentence, "The things you wear are effective, and very few people can break the protection of the things on your body."

An Xinglan: So is he too unlucky?As soon as you touch it, you meet someone you can't defend against.

The Liu family has gained a good reputation in Wuyou City, and they can be regarded as well-known masters of cultivation in the vicinity of Wuyou City.Today, the Patriarch of the Liu family's birthday banquet was very grand and high-end, and the people who came were dressed in an unusual manner, chatting and having a feast one by one.

On the contrary, Xiao Moyi protruded a very deserted area, Xiao Moyi was arranged in front, An Xinglan was sitting next to him, An Xinglan and Xiao Moyi whispered: "They don't even know you?"

"Ah."

"Isn't it a bit embarrassing for us to sit here like this?"

Xiao Moyi gave him an indifferent look, obviously this boss didn't think so.

But they didn't sit quietly like this for a long time. After a while, Mr. Liu from yesterday came over and asked about An Xinglan's condition: "How is the young master?"

An Xinglan: "Yes, well, thanks to the doctor in your mansion, the medical skills are very good, and everything will be cured today."

Mr. Liu smiled and said: "That's good, Brother Wu, don't worry. Stay with your father in the mansion for two more days, and we also have a few young masters who are about the same age as you in our mansion."

An Xinglan looked shy, and said: "It depends on what my father wants." While speaking, he also looked at Xiao Moyi, a good son who listened to his father very much.

An Yeming came out of Ansha Cave, first chased An Xinglan and the others to the inn where they stayed, and finally found the Liu's house.

Outside the Liu's house, he didn't have a post about participating in the birthday banquet, but it was just a piece of cake for him. He entered the Liu's house quietly, and he didn't disturb anyone.

When approaching the banquet, An Yeming picked out the familiar young voice from the crowd of voices, and suddenly relaxed the mood that had been suppressed for several days.

Moreover, the young boy's voice didn't sound like he was suffering, and An Yeming's brows and eyes relaxed.

Immediately after hearing the boy's melodious voice again, the corners of An Yeming's mouth turned up slightly—"It depends on my father's meaning"—the corners of his mouth that were half turned up stopped after the back sentence entered his ears, An Yeming Ming's expression froze visible to the naked eye.

After quickly finding the voice, it was indeed their boy, which undoubtedly made people very happy, but the voice they heard just now made this joy complicated.

When he looked at the person opposite the young boy again, his mind buzzed for an instant.

Even if the guy was in disguise, An Yeming could still recognize the guy.

How did Lanlan know him and call him... Daddy!

What cheap and beautiful things do they think of the children they have raised? !

Unbearable!

An Yeming hasn't been this angry for a long time!

Before An Xinglan could react, a fight broke out at the Liu family's birthday banquet. However, the fight was not the fight between the immortal in white and the Patriarch of the Liu family as previously thought, but something else happened.

But this change is of course a good thing for An Xinglan.

Being embraced and protected by someone with one hand, An Xinglan immediately knew who it was, and instantly smiled and called out, "Master!"