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

I was taught a lesson again.

The tall, thin and tall man was squatting on one knee at this moment, holding a white handkerchief to wrap his calf. He lowered his head and couldn't see his eyes clearly, but An Xinglan could imagine that this man was extremely serious. complexion.

An Xinglan couldn't talk back to the kind brother Cheng anymore, and said weakly: "Well, you must be cautious, remember next time."

It's good to really remember.

Xiao Moyi wrapped An Xinglan up and got up.

An Xinglan said, "Well, shall I invite Brother Cheng to drink tea?"

There are not many teahouses and taverns on the black market, and there is only one teahouse after walking a certain distance. In fact, it is a news shop, and there are not many people who just go there to drink tea.

Xiao Moyi frowned and looked at An Xinglan's bandaged wound: "I'll take you home."

Not long after, a carriage stopped in front of An Xinglan who was sitting on a bench waiting.

This bench was brought by Xiao Moyi from the shop next to it, and the carriage was brought by Xiao Moyi who did not know where it was during this short period of time.

Few of the people coming and going in the black market came by carriage, and this carriage attracted everyone's attention as soon as it entered.

And An Xinglan was embarrassed to trouble Xiao Moyi so much, so he thanked her repeatedly.It was obvious a few years ago that this person has a cold face and a warm heart, but he is actually a pretty good person, and he is still like this now.

Holding Xiao Moyi's shoulder with one hand, he hopped on one foot, and finally got into the carriage. An Xinglan thanked him again, and thanked this person many times in a short while.

Xiao Moyi watched with satisfaction that there was no more blood oozing from An Xinglan's wound.

"Go back and rest, don't move around, you will be much better tomorrow."

An Xinglan nodded: "The medicine is very useful, and it doesn't hurt much now."

The man in the carriage still looks like ice and frost, but An Xinglan will not be frozen by his appearance at all now, An Xinglan asked: "Brother Cheng lives in Fenling City?"

Xiao Moyi: "I will stay for a while."

Xiao Moyi asked An Xinglan again: "Do you want to live here forever?"

"Well, I will stay for a while. I can go to see Brother Cheng. But I am afraid that it will disturb Brother Cheng's quietness."

Xiao Moyi: "Yes. I'm temporarily living in Dongcheng, Donglan, Shanshuiyuan."

It was quite interesting to say the address directly without any hypocrisy or politeness.An Xinglan smiled and said, "That's good, then I'll really look for you."

Xiao Moyi nodded.

Xiao Moyi, as the senior brother in charge of his own sect, is the leader of the Shuiyue Sect, and has a very high status and prestige, and there are many sect disciples who respect him.But he either lives in seclusion, or travels all over the world, and the dragon sees the head but does not see the tail. It is very difficult for the disciples in his own sect to see him. There are no visitors on the Bingyuan Peak all year round. I don't think there is anything wrong.

Xiao Moyi also asked An Xinglan: "Are you in Jueji Hall now?"

"That's right, the Palace Master of Jueji Hall, you also saw it last time."

Xiao Moyi paused for a moment, and managed to hold back a sentence: "Gong Shiqi's reputation and style are extremely bad."

Gong Shiqi's flamboyant style makes a rigid monk like Brother Cheng look down on him, that's quite normal.An Xinglan said: "There are some. But it's his own business, let's try not to look at it as much as possible, and we don't care about it."

Xiao Moyi had no intention of taking care of Gong Shiqi, he said: "When you are by his side, you should always be on guard."

defense?Guard against what?After An Xinglan realized it, there was a black line on his forehead, and he said to Xiao Moyi in embarrassment: "Brother Cheng, you don't have to worry about it."

"The Palace Master is surrounded by beauties, so I'm safe."

Xiao Moyi didn't think so, his appearance was just like that with him, and he didn't feel that An Xinglan's appearance was much worse now.Compared with the empty-skinned people who followed the palace master, Xiao Moxiu's posture and appearance were all much more eye-catching than others.

An Xinglan could actually see Xiao Moyi's disapproval from Xiao Moyi's expressionless face. The longer he spent with this person, the more An Xinglan could see what this person meant.

"Of course I would like to thank Brother Cheng for reminding me. I will pay more attention. Brother Cheng doesn't need to worry about this matter. Cough, I am not powerless to protect myself." Discussing this with others is very embarrassing, especially with Brother Cheng. Awkward.

An Xinglan hurriedly said: "Although the master of the palace is a bit more romantic and beautiful, he and the beauties are all in love with each other. There has been no such thing as stealing and plundering. Brother Cheng, don't worry about it."

An Xinglan quickly changed the subject and mentioned something: "By the way, Brother Cheng is very similar to someone I've met before."

Xiao Moyi hummed.

An Xinglan: "Brother Cheng, don't you wonder who I'm talking about?"

Xiao Moyi finally followed suit and asked, "Who?"

"Xiao Moyi, do you know?" An Xinglan leaned forward as he spoke, his watery eyes looked at Xiao Moyi's face: "It's not that the two of you look alike, but your temperament, anyway, you are pretty similar. "

"Ah."

An Xinglan: "You didn't react at all?" "Well, I'm surprised." Xiao Moyi said so.

An Xinglan burst into a smile: "Brother Cheng is so interesting, I like talking to Brother Cheng." Of course, it was mainly because Brother Cheng had a cold face and a warm heart, making people want to get acquainted.

But Xiao Moyi looked at Xiao Moxiu, who was smiling and happy, and was really surprised. Is he interesting?No one has ever given him such an evaluation.

Weird kid.

The place to live was about to arrive, the carriage stopped, An Xinglan had a smile on his face: "Then I'm not being polite to you, I'll really go and play with you then."

Xiao Moyi hummed: "No courtesy." It's just that he didn't know how to bring people to play, if An Xinglan had a plan, he could accompany him.

Xiao Moyi came down first, stretched out his hand to pick him up from the carriage, and said, "I'll see you in before leaving."

"Okay." An Xinglan was no longer polite to him.

It was only when Xiao Moyi left An Xinglan's place that Xiao Moyi had time to think about it. He seemed to be more gentle and caring towards Xiao Moxiu?

gentle?care?These two words were used on Xiao Moyi, let alone others, he himself felt weird.

Although he regretted that such a good seed would grow bad in Mozong and wanted to bring him into Taoism, he failed to become a disciple of their Water Moon Sect. To be honest, he didn't care.

Alas, actually we have to say something for the disciples of the Water Moon Sect, how have they ever received the care of Daoist Xiao?Just dreaming.Master Xiao didn't accept disciples himself, but even if he did accept disciples, in the eyes of others, he would only be as strict and gentle as sharpening a knife?care?Don't think too much about it.

But Xiao Moyi didn't think that way, he only felt that if he was a teacher, he would act like a model teacher in the world.

But the key now is that he is not Xiao Moxiu's master.

Thinking of Xiao Moxiu's real master, Xiao Moyi frowned.

Although An Xinglan's wound was an inch deep at the time, but the medicine was good and his skills were in his body, so the wound had grown back the next day.

An Xinglan faced the empty room and discussed with Xue Yi: "Xue Yi, Xue Yi, about the injury, let's not tell Master, okay?"

"It's just a small injury, and the injury is healed."

"Blood One, Blood One, speak."

"Don't talk, I'll take it as your promise."

"...All right, all right, just write it down, the provincial master thought I was hiding it from him." The main reason is that An Xinglan felt that Xue Yi, who was extremely loyal to An Yeming, would not agree to help He came to hide from An Yeming.But it's okay to write, An Yeming is not a person who makes a fuss over a small injury, and as for the letter to Zhu Jianshu and Teng Yiyan, there is no need to mention this matter.

On the day when An Xinglan's letter arrived, An Yeming's hall was quite lively——An Yeming looked at the two picked-up disciples who had come to him early in the morning with distaste and said, "Just do whatever you want, Don’t stay here if you’re free.”

Teng Yiyan said straightly: "Master, I will wait for the letter from my junior brother, and I don't need to bother to deliver it later."

An Yeming: "Who told you that you have a letter?"

Teng Yiyan: "Isn't it always a letter every ten days? I'll sit down for a while, Master don't care about me, I will go back when I don't have me."

An Yeming wanted to photograph Teng Yiyan, and the silent boss also wanted to sweep him away.

However, at this moment, speaking of An Xinglan's letter, An Xinglan's letter also arrived.

Both Zhu Jianshu and Teng Yiyan looked at the letters in An Yeming's hands.

An Yeming ignored the gazes of the two, and stretched out his hand to win the letter. Teng Yiyan hurriedly said: "Master, there is something written for me by my junior brother, just give it to me, and I will go back right away."

Why did he see that the letter opened by Zun was written by the second senior brother?

Zhu Jianshu also said: "Master, just give us the letter directly, and we will go back."

Before An Yeming peeked at An Xinglan's letter to Teng Yiyan and Zhu Jianshu, no, how could that be called peeking?He is a respected person, so there is no need to take a peek?He didn't cover up.

But even if Teng Yiyan and Zhu Jianshu came to An Yeming's palace, it was useless to see it with their own eyes.

Hearing that An Yeming seemed to be okay, he said very confidently: "Wait a minute, I'll give it to you after I read it."

Teng Yiyan: ...

Zhu Jianshu: ...

Teng Yiyan was stunned for a moment by his master's unreasonable domineering, and said: "The little junior brother wrote to the master, can we also read it?"

An Yeming raised his eyes and gave him a look, letting him experience it for himself.

What are you thinking?

Of course not!

After reading the two letters, An Yeming drove them away without any politeness. He couldn't read them carefully because they were blocked there just now.

Now he wants to read what An Xinglan wrote to him as a master.

When An Yeming took out the letter, he first found that his letter had four pages, one page more than Teng Yiyan's and Zhu Jian's, which made An Yeming a little happy.

When An Yeming saw An Xinglan's injury, he frowned slightly. This kind of thing is inevitable. Just like what An Xinglan thought, An Yeming would not make a fuss about it, but he always felt uncomfortable It's also true.

And when An Xinglan said that he met a person in Fenling City, that is, the man in white he met when he was taken to the Nine Continent a few years ago, he couldn't read any more lines. An Yeming couldn't sit still anymore.

How could he be so lingering!

This time, An Yeming opened Xue Yi's letter without reading An Xinglan's letter first.

And this time, he quickly skipped the previous writing, and looked for the place he wanted to see first.

Oh, by the way, An Xinglan also concealed the fact that he went to the flower building, but Xue Yi would not hide it from him. He clearly remembered everything about meeting Xiao Moyi in the flower building.

The 'Zra' letter paper is torn.

Okay, An Yeming took a breath and continued to read!

'...dressed in white, holding a black sword, taciturn and cold, seems to be Xiao Moyi of the Water Moon Sect'

Didn't run away, it was him.

Haunted!Haunted! !

Before An Xinglan had time to ask Xiao Moyi out, she suddenly became busy with Gong Shiqi's business these two days.

No, I just went with Gong Shiqi to participate in the competition for the Xuanzhu order, and participated in the alliance meeting between the hall masters of several forces with him, and helped him select people who will go to the Xuanzhu secret realm together, now I have to follow him to the mysterious realm of Xuanzhu, and compete for a kind of cultivation resource called Xuanzhu, which is quite precious.

After being so busy, even An Xinglan would misunderstand that this guy really reused him.

Gong Shiqi can still say a few good things: "My brother has worked hard for the past two days. When we come out, I will take my brother to have fun. Let me tell you, there is still a place you don't know about our Fenling City. There are many."

An Xinglan smiled, as long as you don't take me to Hualou.

Gong Shiqi also praised An Xinglan in many ways. What kind of skill is good? It is the most refreshing and enjoyable time to practice with An Xinglan. This is a cliché. , the demeanor and demeanor are very good-looking to him, making people envious of such a helper he has recruited, and also said that An Xinglan has good eyesight, and the formation of people who help him choose is very appropriate and so on.

"Before, there were many people who were dissatisfied with you, but now there are more and more voices who are convinced. My brother is very talented, smart and capable, and I appreciate it."

Gong Shiqi felt that An Xinglan was among the people he had met, especially the young people, who was outstanding and comfortable, perfect, except that his appearance was too ordinary.

But when the sun fell on this man's face, under the man's thick eyelashes, his clear black eyes curved into a smile: "Thank you for the compliment, Hall Master, I also think I'm okay." The corners of his lips also curved up Looking at it makes people follow the arc of pleasure.

Gong Shiqi suddenly felt that this person looked good all of a sudden, as if he had been charmed by the spring sunshine.

With a bald mouth, the playboy said: "Not only is it okay, brother, don't be humble, brother is better than everyone else I have met, and his ability is top-notch."

"Before, I regretted that my younger brother's appearance was slightly lacking. It is difficult for people to be perfect, but now I look closely, my younger brother is still very good-looking. The beauty is in the bone but not in the skin. I am superficial."

The corner of An Xinglan's mouth twitched: "Uh, thank you for the compliment."

Gong Shiqi: "I admire my virtuous brother very much, what do you think of my virtuous brother? Can we play together for a few days?"

An Xinglan:? ? ?

An Xinglan didn't know if he was thinking too much, but he always felt that the play that Gong Shiqi said was not the same as what he said about taking him to play.

And a certain person who came from afar finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Gong Shiqi sensed the danger, but he couldn't avoid it, his speed was far behind that of the black sheath.

The black scabbard gleaming with cold light slapped against Gong Shiqi's handsome face while An Xinglan was stunned, and it was instantly red and swollen.

The black scabbard flew back into the hands of the white-clothed man, and the expressionless white-clothed man said flatly, "Sorry, my hands slipped."