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

When Gong Shiqi, who stayed where he was, was still thinking about the names An Xinglan and Xiao Moyi, Xue Yi had already taken An Xinglan away a long, long way away.

It is said that although Xue Yi is the number one subordinate next to An Yeming, Xiao and Mo Yi are also not as good as him, but with the slight time difference in the lead when they were surprised at the beginning, they have opened up a long distance.

Seeing that Xiao Moyi was getting closer and closer and would catch up soon, An Yeming appeared.

Xiao Moyi stopped and looked at An Yeming: "You are not injured, you are lying to him."

Just this one effort was enough blood—they left a long distance again, An Yeming lost all scruples, and the anger in his heart turned into moves in his hands, and they went straight to Xiao Moyi.

The two fought fiercely, and it was hard to tell the winner, which was also the normal state of the two.But if you have to say it, An Yeming who is in a state of anger is stronger than Xiao Moyi at this time, suppressing Xiao Moyi to attack.

But Xiao Moyi didn't want to spend so much time fighting with An Yeming, he had something to ask An Yeming.

Xiao Moyi managed to get away, and said, "An Yeming, what are you hiding about An Xinglan?"

"Why are the descendants of our Xiao family in your Demon Sect?"

Xiao Moyi's words fueled An Yeming's anger, and he also looked at Xiao Moyi coldly: "It's a joke, who doesn't know that it's me, An Yeming, a disciple of my demon sect? It's my demon cultivator. The Xiao family has nothing to do with it."

Xiao Moyi: "I am convinced that they are the descendants of my Xiao family, and there is a method of tracing the relatives to prove it. I need to trace the relatives with An Xinglan."

Bone and blood tracing can prove the blood relationship between father and son, mother and son, what Xiao Moyi said made An Yeming's face turn black.

From An Yeming's point of view, Xiao Moyi was in an extremely arrogant attitude of picking fruits, and said with a sneer, "Xiao Moyi, don't you know if you have a son? No one in the world knows that you are withdrawn and not close to a coffin-like ghost. No wife and no children, how could there be children, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Xiao Moyi didn't care about An Yeming's poisonous tongue attack, he calmly said: "I didn't know there was a child before, but now I know."

"In the future, he will tell the world about his identity." Xiao Moyi thought simply, although he didn't marry a wife, the sudden appearance of such a big son might make the world unbelievable, and it would also damage the image that the sect established for him.

But he didn't care about those things, they could be resolved, and he wouldn't be wronged to hide An Xinglan's identity from him.He was dignified and upright, letting others know that An Xinglan was his son.

This is the style of Xiao Moyi, a sword cultivator who cultivates the ruthless way, and acts openly and brightly.

But when An Yeming heard these words, he was going to be outraged, and he wanted to tell the world? !

An Yeming: "Let me tell you, I don't care if you want blood or what, you can go find a child, but An Xinglan, he is the Third Highness of the Demon Sect, you should stay away from him in the future."

"Otherwise, if you, a cultivator, approached my direct disciples of the Demon Sect with ulterior motives and reciprocated courtesy, maybe this deity should do something to those core disciples of your Taoist sect."

An Yeming made such a threat, but Xiao Moyi remained calm, and said sternly: "It's not because of the blood. It's just that he must admit it."

Xiao Moyi didn't lie.The longer the lifespan of a cultivator, the less important it is for most of them to prolong their offspring. Anyway, they can live many other people's lives themselves, and they are more pursuing their own way of longevity.However, there are also a small number of cultivators who pursue continuous bloodlines, but they are obviously so indifferent that they have no human taste at all. Xiao Moyi, who looks like he has no desires and desires, has no such pursuits.

Not before, and certainly not in the future.But if An Xinglan was his child, he couldn't ignore his responsibility.

Xiao Moyi suddenly said: "You are hiding his life experience from him, right?"

"But now, you can't hide it."

"Even if you block me, I can still release this news. Even if you stop him in the Demon Sect, he will still hear it."

"Moreover, within the secret realm, he already knows that he is a descendant of the Xiao family, so he must have doubts in his heart."

Xiao Moyi was reasonable and well-founded, with a calm expression on his face, but his calmness was full of arrogance and aggressiveness, which made An Yeming laugh back angrily.

"What qualifications do you have to talk about his life experience? His life experience is my disciple of An Yeming! This one is enough."

"Does he know you?"

"Does he know who you are?"

"Don't be ashamed!"

An Yeming, who couldn't get angry, stopped for a while, and then started fighting uncontrollably.

Xiao Moyi wanted to say that An Xinglan knew him, knew who he was, and got along well with him.But he restrained himself from saying such words that would make An Yeming angry.

Although Xiao Moyi often acts and speaks with a strict eye, he is of course smart. He knows that what An Yeming is talking about is actually his father who appeared out of nowhere, and he is not qualified to use his identity to exercise any rights.

Suddenly learning that there is such a child of his, who has grown up to such a big age, and that he has not fulfilled the responsibility of raising and educating him. Xiao Moyi knows that he is not qualified. Although this status came suddenly, he has already decided to take it on. The past cannot be recalled. He wants to make it up later.

Moreover, Xiao Moyi looked at An Yeming: "You knew his identity before? Why did you accept him as a disciple?"

Xiao Moyi had all sorts of speculations in his mind, and of course all of them were malicious, so he couldn't let An Xinglan stay with An Yeming.

An Yeming wanted to scold, but Xiao Moyi mentioned another explosive point that made An Yeming go berserk.

An Xinglan's background was exposed, so why didn't he worry that An Xinglan would think too much?Not to mention Xiao Moyi, it should be said that everyone can guess his malicious intentions.

Alas, An Yeming's own perception of his character is quite clear to others.

"Heh, if I hadn't brought him back, he would have died, and you have to fight with me today?" Having said this, An Yeming frowned uncomfortably.

To this day, he is very grateful for the fate and whim that year.

Now, when An Yeming said this, he didn't just blame Xiao Moyi, but wanted to take advantage of it, stand on the commanding heights, let Xiao Moyi owe him a guilty conscience, so that he would stop talking nonsense in front of An Xinglan.

Of course, if it was possible, An Yeming didn't want Xiao Moyi to have the chance to see An Xinglan again.

And An Yeming's words also shocked Xiao Moyi's heart. The An Xinglan he saw, although he was embarrassed and in danger, was always alive and kicking, and now let Xiao Moyi think about that child He died at a young age, without his existence, Xiao Moyi could hardly imagine accepting it.

Xiao Moyi asked An Yeming: "What happened at the beginning? I haven't found Hongyiyingnu. You learned An Xinglan's identity from her? Is she still alive?"

An Yeming finally refrained from hitting Xiao Moyi's body, reluctantly refrained from anger, and sneered, "You think I'll tell you?"

"Also, I didn't admit that Lanlan has anything to do with you, and I didn't know when I brought Lanlan back."

"Warning you, don't provoke right and wrong in front of Lanlan. Lanlan has been in my sect for 19 years, and has a deep friendship with me as a master, and I will not tolerate others."

Xiao Moyi listened seriously, but after An Yeming finished speaking, he still insisted: "I know that An Xinglan was accepted as a disciple by you in an unusual way when he was young, and it is rumored that you especially dote on him."

"It's so special, is it because you can see his bones are strange since he was young?"

"It's nothing more than wanting to use him, either to my disadvantage or to the Taoism. You have tricks, so you can just shoot me directly."

An Yeming is heartbroken, Xiao Moyi is such a big face!

However, Xiao Moyi was not wrong. Didn't An Yeming, who was boring and mean back then, just wanted to raise a child so that he could make use of it when he grows up?

For example, let Xiao Moyi's son assassinate Xiao Moyi, no matter who dies or who is injured, there will be drama after the identity is revealed anyway, or let Xiao Moyi's son do many things that are not good for Taoism, and then pull out his relationship with Xiao Moyi, Splash dirty water on Xiao Moyi, or ask Xiao Moyi's son to do the fine work, etc., etc.

Although I haven't thought about which one to use, there are ways to make many, many messes anyway.

But later, he threw those all away.

Right now, he didn't want An Xinglan to have anything to do with Dao Xiu or Xiao Moyi.

But who can believe his innocence?It doesn't matter whether others believe it or not, the key is to worry about what An Xinglan will think.

An Yeming said straightforwardly: "How can you have such a big face? Do you know how much effort I put into Lanlan? Just to harm you? Don't give yourself money."

"Warning you, don't step into my Demon Sect. In the future, the well water will not violate the river water. One last thing, An Xinglan has nothing to do with you."

An Yeming tasted the blood - it was almost time to arrive at the sect with Lanlan, and he really didn't want to talk to Xiao Moyi about the car, no one could tell who else, so he patted Xiao Moyi's last palm and left.

As for Xiao Moyi, he stood there frowning for a while, then went to the Demon Sect again.

An Yeming also thought that Xiao Moyi would be like an annoying leech that would not stick to him, but he couldn't think of a good way to completely repair him.

Firstly, it was a difficult opponent, not so easy to fix, and secondly, although he didn't admit it, Xiao Moyi and An Xinglan's special status made An Yeming also have concerns.Hypothetically, hypothetically, if that guy was killed, An Yeming didn't want to mix blood feud with his warm and intimate mentor-student friendship with An Xinglan.

An Yeming, who was rushing back, didn't have the expectation of seeing the little disciple this time, and his heart was extremely heavy.

Will the little disciple be suspicious of him, how will he untangle this deadlock?

Never been trickier.

He thought he could keep hiding and be the flawless master of the little disciple.

Besides Hui Xueyi and An Xinglan, An Xinglan rushed to An Yeming's place in a hurry.

But, "Where is Master? Where is Master? How is the injury?"

What An Xinglan asked was about his confidant who often handled chores by An Yeming's side, who was actually Xue Jiu.

Xue Jiu is actually quite confused. Didn't Your Majesty go to look for you?hurt?Is Your Majesty injured?He doesn't know.

Xue Jiu asked Xue Jiu with a look, and Xue said, "Your Majesty has sent a letter to urgently call your Highness back to the sect."

Xue Jiu understood, His Majesty lied.

Xue Jiu said to An Xinglan with a hint of worry on his face: "Your Highness, take a seat first. His Majesty is recovering from his injuries, please don't disturb him for now."

"Master was fine when he wrote a letter last time, and it's only been a few days. Isn't Master always in the sect? How did you get hurt? What hurt you? Is the injury serious?"

That's right, what can hurt His Majesty?Is it heavy or not?How should he cooperate to answer His Highness?

His Highness Xue Jiu looked at Xue Jiu again, but Xue Yi just nodded to him, and then hid himself again.

Blood Nine: ...