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

The sweet and happy voice of the young boy rang in his ears, temporarily suppressing the anger in An Yeming's heart, and he took the time to respond to the boy with a hey sound, which was a bit soft.

When An Yeming grabbed An Xinglan and snatched the young boy away and protected him, he did not forget to attack the other person.

However, Xiao Moyi was as famous as An Yeming, but he couldn't defeat him as easily as the people An Yeming had met before.

Xiao Moyi received the sudden blow from An Yeming, and was about to snatch him back very soon.

How dare he rob someone in front of him? !The sneer on An Yeming's face deepened, which was similar to the cold expression on Xiao Moyi's face.

Speaking of it, Xiao Moyi usually had a cold face, but he always felt that the condensed breath was heavier now.

Such as An Yeming and Xiao Moyi's fights, the scenes are very exciting and shocking, not to mention that An Yeming is extremely angry at this time, and he is even more merciless in attacking the guy in front of him.

A lot of guests were affected, and of course they were shocked and angry, but before cursing, they realized the strength of the fighters, and they couldn't afford to provoke them. With their years of experience in the cultivation world, they all retreated for a while. Drive far, and then dare to stop for a while to observe.

Well, it is indeed a rare fight between super bosses. In a way, their birthday party is very worthwhile.

Xiao Moyi, the leader of Taoist cultivators, and An Yeming, the patriarch of the Demon Sect, what a confrontation between the two of them!No matter how many people want to see it, they can't see it, and they can use it as a talking point to show off to people for 100 years.

Although the people present didn't know who those two were at this time, they just opened their eyes wide, watching the people coming and going, sword energy and palm wind intertwined, figures changing, and it was amazing to watch, Lian Kan, who was a little weaker. I can't understand.

But even if they couldn't understand it, they also understood one thing, that is, those two people are definitely the strongest they have ever seen, and they have never seen such a master here in the city of worry-free.

In a very short period of time, An Yeming and Xiao Moyi have fought back and forth several times, from the ground to the air, and then from the air to the ground. None of the tables and chairs at the banquet were intact. Every time there is an extremely terrifying aftermath, other monks may not even be able to stand in such a place.

While An Xinglan was protected, but he couldn't feel the horror. An Yeming's clothes also blocked part of his vision, and he couldn't even take a good look at it.

But he was also lamenting, but what he was lamenting was another thing - this man in white is so powerful!

An Yeming is the big suzerain leader over there. An Xinglan has been fascinated by the attitudes of others towards An Yeming over the years, and he also knows that An Yeming is the strongest among the strongest in this huge cultivation world. Among the top few.

But isn't someone who is qualified to fight An Yeming also very powerful?

Xiao Moyi and An Yeming didn't keep fighting. After another confrontation, the two retreated a distance from each other. Xiao Moyi, who failed to snatch him back, looked at the back of the head of the young boy whose back was facing him, but said the right thing An Yeming said, "What's your relationship with him? Your disciple?"

An Yeming looked at Xiao Moyi with a sneer, "What does this have to do with you?"

It has nothing to do with you in the slightest, and you want to snatch him back?no way.

An Yeming said: "The person who snatched me, we will settle the account carefully."

Xiao Moyi's gaze still fell on the young boy, seeing An Yeming pat the boy's head lightly, Xiao Moyi frowned, "An Yeming, what are your plans for infiltrating into our Nine Continents?"

"Heh, what is my plan? You people from the Nine Continents stole my disciple, and you still come to ask me?"

As soon as he said it, he got angry and wanted to fight again. The fight just now was not enough, and he wanted to kill or injure the person on the opposite side.

But at this time, An Xinglan grabbed An Yeming's sleeve, "Master, he wasn't the one who kidnapped me. Let's go back and talk about it. I want to go home."

An Yeming, who was pulled by his sleeves, felt sour and happy. From finding An Xinglan to hearing An Xinglan calling her father, An Yeming's mood never calmed down from the beginning to the end.

The young man defended the guy, he felt sore and uncomfortable, but the young man said that he wanted to go home, which made him feel soft again.

An Yeming immediately followed the young boy's words, "Okay, let's go home."

An Yeming didn't want An Xinglan and Xiao Moyi to stay longer for a second.

An Ye said coldly to Xiao Moyi: "I will settle this account with you in the future."

Xiao Moyi didn't react to An Yeming's cold voice of declaring war, but saw the boy being held in An Yeming's arms, and then flew away with him, pursing his lips slightly.

The young boy was actually An Yeming's disciple.That boy is still young, and his nature is still pure now, but following the magic cultivation of An Yeming...

If that young boy is brought back to their Shuiyue Sect, the young child can actually be brought back well.

Xiao Moyi actually felt that the young boy was more suitable for their Taoism cultivation.

There was a trace of undetectable regret and unhappiness in his heart, but Xiao Moyi still turned around and started looking for today's target - Liu Youqing, the head of the Liu family - the accident just now, don't scare this person away.

An Yeming took An Xinglan without stopping, and directly took the people back to their Fuyou Continent. When they returned to the sect, An Yeming asked, "Huiyun Luoju?"

An Xinglan nodded sharply.

As soon as he came back, he was thrown on his body by his big fluffy dog, and everyone in the yard wept with joy.

Although the news of An Xinglan's disappearance has not been spread, the people serving Yunluoju know that the atmosphere in Yunluoju has been unprecedentedly depressing these past few days. Now with the return of the little master, the whole courtyard has instantly come to life, and everyone is excited. smiling.

An Xinglan nestled in the chair she was familiar with, leaning on the soft cushion. Soon a doctor came to give him a pulse, and An Yeming also inspected his body. Bring it over.

Everyone was surrounding him, very happy, glad that he was back, An Xinglan felt that he really felt like going home.

An Xinglan sat at the table and ate the food. It was delicious, and it was better than the food at home.

An Yeming was also sitting next to him, looking at the young boy who was eating delicious vegetables, his heart that had been restless since the boy disappeared finally calmed down.

While eating, An Xinglan told An Yeming about the things along the way, and she didn't hide anything, and after saying this, An Yeming couldn't help but feel depressed again.

Whether it's the masked man or Yin Laosha at An Yeming's place, they should be cut to pieces. They have been found, but what should be counted must be counted.

And when An Xinglan mentioned the man in white, that is, Xiao Moyi, An Yeming's heart ached again.

And finally couldn't help asking the question that he has always cared about, "I heard Lan Lan calling him daddy?"

When saying these words, An Yeming's hands that were placed under the table were quietly clenched, and the expression on his face was unnatural if one looked closely.

At the beginning, he was extremely worried that the fellow recognized Lan Lan by some kind of coincidence, but later on from what the fellow said and Lan Lan's attitude, he wondered if it should be, but that The tension still hasn't let go.

So as soon as An Xinglan mentioned him, An Yeming couldn't help asking this question that was on his mind.

However, An Xinglan, who was eating, didn't see An Yeming's nervousness. When he heard An Yeming's question, he was instantly embarrassed, "You were shouting nonsense, you were covering up your identity at the time."

An Yeming's tense facial muscles relaxed following An Xinglan's answer.

No, it's fine if you don't.

After confirming this matter, my mood improved a lot, but An Yeming said in a dissatisfied voice afterwards: "He took advantage of you."

An Xinglan continued to be embarrassed: "Hide your identity, then I can't take advantage of him and pretend to be his elder? Not like that.

"And Master, I called him first, you don't know, that person doesn't talk much."

An Xinglan's explanation did not dispel An Yeming's unhappiness. Of course, the unhappiness was directed at Xiao Moyi, and because An Xinglan vaguely defended that guy, he just relaxed a little bit, and immediately became vigilant. Feelings soar.

An Xinglan said: "Master, let me continue from what I just said."

An Yeming twitched the corner of his mouth, "Okay."

Listen, listen, "You call him a hero!"

An Xinglan scratched his face with his chopsticks, and said embarrassingly: "Uh, in fact, apart from discriminating against demon cultivators, of course this is definitely wrong. I know, I will definitely not side with him."

"I mean, other than that, he's actually okay."

Following An Xinglan's words, the smile on An Yeming's face deepened, but it was a dangerous smile. The more An Xinglan praised that guy, the more unhappy An Yeming would be.

"Besides, people have to bow their heads under the eaves. I deliberately called it nicer." An Xinglan corrected herself after saying this. She no longer called that man a hero. Dao Xiu said it on his behalf.

An Xinglan said while eating, An Yeming listened carefully, even if there was a very annoying person among them, he still had to know about An Xinglan's absence these days.

I heard that the young man their family has been raising with great care is hungry or sick, and his brows are also frowned.

Anyway, listening to the whole process, I felt unhappy. Among them, I felt that Xiao Moyi was inappropriate towards An Xinglan. When it was not good, I felt that that guy was a hypocrite who bullied children.

And when he heard that Xiao Moyi was kind to An Xinglan, especially when he felt An Xinglan's faint gratitude to that guy, he felt that the hypocrite had ulterior motives!

Has that hypocrite ever fed their young boy a meal, or played with Lanlan once?

Oh, grown up now, want to pick fruit? !

The Sovereign, who was thinking about it all over the place, forgot that Xiao Moyi still doesn't know that An Xinglan is his parent and child. Maybe it's not because he forgot, but because he kept thinking about Xiao Moyi's use of his status to steal people.

An Yeming also secretly lowered his impression points: "There are many Taoist cultivators like him. You look good, like a gentleman, right? In fact, they just don't have a heart, and they only stick to the rules in their world. It is most meaningless to follow the rules of the world and build the way they think."

Then An Yeming went on to explain to An Xinglan in detail what the ruthless Taoism in Daoxiu is all about. Life is boring and boring. You only know how to practice. You don't have any sad emotions at all. Lah, the people who are closest to me will not show mercy if they touch the roads and roads he has drawn, and so on.

In short, you don't need to put any affection on them at all, because they have no heart, and they are almost as rare as walking dead, or they are another kind of puppets, puppets who have been set the goal of becoming immortals in advance.

You can see that kind of person with decent strength, right? You worship them, but they are actually the shell of a walking dead, so you don't need to worship them.

He also said that what An Xinglan said was right, people like them are still dull, and they discriminate against and hate their magic cultivators indiscriminately, making people look down on them.

Anyway, An Yeming was trying her best to destroy An Xinglan's impression of that fellow——

Gentleman?No, no, no, just a puppet who only knows how to follow the rules rigidly.

High strength?No, no, they only have to cultivate in their lives, and your master is not strong enough?

I have a good impression of him, even mixed with a little gratitude?No, no, no, people like them have no heart, and they have no other intentions when they do things. They have the same code of conduct for everyone, and you don't need to waste your affection on them.

An Xinglan heard what his master said, some believed it, and some didn't believe it. That person was cold, but he couldn't be called a puppet.Stereotype is a bit rigid, but not annoying.

Daoxiu discriminated against Moxiu, and their Moxiu were the same. An Xinglan could still feel the belittlement of Master's words.

But An Xinglan didn't argue with An Yeming about this right now. He asked An Yeming, "Does Master know that white-clothed Taoist?"

An Yeming smiled and said: "I don't know, but they are easy to recognize the kind of Taoist who cultivates the ruthless way, they are all like that."

What An Yeming said was true.It would be better if Lanlan didn't know who that guy was.

And An Yeming had made up his mind that Lanlan and that guy should not meet again in the future.

An Yeming, who was thinking like this, had already forgotten all the plans he had made a long time ago.

As for how long is this long?It was as long as ten years ago when it was discovered that Lan Lan was probably of the blood of that servant, and when the evil interest came back to Lan Lan on a whim.It was too long to forget about Lanlan, and later saw that Zhu Jianshu was getting close to him, and he accepted a third disciple out of bad intentions.

But these thoughts are just his own dark thoughts, no one knows, and Lan Lan will never know, in Lan Lan's heart, he has always been a good teacher who treats him very well, before and in the future.