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

In the Yuhua Palace, everyone gathered, and An Xinglan stood on the left with Teng Yiyan and on the right with Zhu Jianshu. From the body language of this standing posture, everyone was trying their best to separate him from Xiao Moyi.

From the moment Xiao Moyi entered, the atmosphere in the hall became weird, and just a few polite words of greeting to each other had faintly turned into a tendency of confrontation.

Xiao Moyi took out the same cultivation treasures one after another. Although he was not as rich as An Yeming, if he wanted to take out a few good things, he would definitely be able to do so.

But in the face of these rare treasures, neither An Yeming nor Teng Yiyan Zhu Jianshu showed any eagerness to salivate.

An Yeming said indifferently: "What does Master Xiao mean?"

"Thank you for raising Xiaolan for so many years." Xiao Moyi said.Although he regretted not keeping An Xinglan by his side, and felt that this regret was caused by An Yeming's deliberate concealment and snatching, the Mozong had indeed raised An Xinglan for nearly 20 years.

However, Xiao Moyi's sincere thanks didn't sound like that to the other people who were hostile to him - why?Buy out these years if you want to use these things?Daydream!

An Yeming smiled and said: "There is no need for Master Xiao to thank you, we should do what we want to do."

Xiao Moyi insisted: "It's also what I should give."

An Yeming just refused to resign with a smile: "We won't accept this." His tone was firm and revealed displeasure.

Although An Yeming was a little stimulated after straightening out his theoretical relationship with Xiao Moyi, he has now tenaciously recovered.

And he didn't mean to be weak in front of Xiao Moyi at all.After all, Lanlan didn't regard him as her father, so she didn't have a deep relationship with him, did she?

An Yeming and the others refused to accept this thank you gift. It's not good to turn back and forth, and Xiao Moyi didn't intend to be stiff at the beginning of today, so he turned around and said, "Then Xiaolan takes it, it's a meeting gift."

An Xinglan, who had been watching the stalemate for a while, didn't want to continue the stalemate, but: "It's too precious, I don't need it."

However, Xiao Moyi sent the gift of thanks directly to An Xinglan's hands: "I can use it in the future." His son will definitely be able to climb to the top on this path of cultivation in the future, so these cultivation resources can be used.And he also thought that An Xinglan would have his support in his cultivation in the future.

Xiao Moyi put the gift in An Xinglan's hand, looked at An Xinglan and said, "There is also a birthday gift, nineteen, and I will make up for it."

Teng Yiyan pulled An Xinglan back and said angrily, "Don't move."

This guy came up with a tender, father-son look. Do you think they don't exist?

Zhu Jianshu smiled and said, "My junior is a bit straightforward, please forgive me, Master Xiao."

"However, I hope Daoist Xiao can understand. My junior brother has often played with Lanlan since he was a child. He has a good relationship with Lanlan, and he loves to protect Lanlan the most on weekdays."

"But Daoist Xiao broke into our lives too suddenly."

Yes, although it is true that Xiao Moyi is An Xinglan's blood father, but now he is the intruder. No matter who is present, the relationship with An Xinglan is more familiar and intimate than his father.

But Xiao Moyi said: "I gave you time to adapt."

As soon as these words came out, it was equivalent to saying "It's time to get used to it, now I'm here to take people away", Teng Yiyan was about to be furious immediately, and Zhu Jianshu also smiled and began to rub his fingers.

An Yeming's 'patience' ability is much higher than theirs now, his expression didn't change much, and he calmly said to An Xinglan: "Since it's a gift for you, let's accept it."

Then he said to Xiao Moyi: "It's true that a long time has passed. Since I invited you over, I just want to discuss this matter with you."

Xiao Moyi nodded: "Okay."

In this gap, they also moved to the dining table full of delicious food, but the delicious food on the table did not relieve the tense atmosphere on the table much.

Xiao Moyi sat alone at one end of the long square table, while An Xinglan was separated far away from him.

A few people opened their mouths with the smell of tit for tat gunpowder, or An Xinglan brought up a safe daily topic: "Have you been here these days? Where do you live?"

Regarding An Xinglan's words, Xiao Moyi of course answered every question, and the answers were very detailed, not only which inn he was in, but also which room he was in.

After Xiao Moyi finished speaking, Zhu Jianshu said, "Master Xiao doesn't need to go back to the sect?"

Xiao Moyi: "I am not the suzerain."

"I'm going to take Xiaolan back this time."

'Pa' was the sound of Teng Yiyan dropping his chopsticks on the table, but he was restrained by An Yeming's look when he was about to get angry.

An Yeming patted An Xinglan's shoulder with his chopsticks stopped in his mouth after he was startled, and after picking up a dish for An Xinglan, he said, "I can understand Master Xiao's mood. "

"Does Master Xiao want to introduce Lanlan to your sect master?" Xiao Moyi nodded, it was natural.

An Yeming said: "Then Master Xiao may promise not to let Lanlan be wronged?" Before Xiao Moyi could speak, An Yeming continued: "You must know that Lanlan is the third highness of my Demon Sect. There is the so-called demon protection, heh!"

"We Lanlan grew up pampered here, but we can't be wronged now because of you."

"One look, one gossip is not enough."

An Xinglan raised his eyes to look at An Yeming, and An Yeming also turned his head and smiled at An Xinglan, like a backing that made people feel at ease.

But Xiao Moyi was taken aback for a moment.

An Yeming: "So if Daoist Xiao wants to take people away, should he solve these problems first?"

Xiao Moyi: "I will."

Teng Yiyan looked anxious, that can't take people away.

Even An Xinglan looked at An Yeming suspiciously, wasn't he afraid that he would leave before?

But An Yeming's words were not finished yet: "Originally, we can talk about it after you have settled those things, but in case you say that we lied to you, I will tell you now."

"In the future, at best, you can visit Lanlan occasionally as a relative. Don't talk about whether you take it away or not." In fact, An Yeming is not happy to visit Lanlan occasionally, but this is Lanlan's mean.

"Lanlan is familiar with this place, he likes it here, and he doesn't want to leave here."

Staring at Xiao Moyi's gaze, An Xinglan nodded his head with difficulty: "That's right."

"I want to stay here."

"If you want to see me, you can come. If you don't want to come if you don't have time, you can."

Hearing that An Xinglan said that he wanted to stay here, Teng Yiyan became obviously happy, "An Xiaolan will give you this favorite steak."

And Zhu Jianshu also seemed to be doing it on purpose, and also picked up a chopstick for An Xinglan with a smile.

Xiao Moyi sat at the other end of the long table, An Xinglan and the others were very close here, leaving Xiao Moyi alone sitting at one end, as if separated into another world.

Xiao Moyi looked over there, his lips tensed. He actually knew a lot of what An Xinglan liked to eat. He had seen An Xinglan eat a few times. Maybe he didn't pay attention at the time, but a cultivator has a strong memory. When he recalled the picture of getting along again, he already knew a lot of things that he didn't pay attention to at that time.

So although they didn't get along much, Xiao Moyi didn't know much about An Xinglan.

After a somewhat weird meal, Xiao Moyi said, "Can I go and see where Xiaolan lives?"

Although Xiao Moyi didn't have much expression, An Xinglan always felt that Xiao Moyi's eyes were filled with anticipation.

"Well, I'll take you there."

But it wasn't Xiao Moyi and An Xinglan who went there in the end. Everyone who was eating at the table followed, and they didn't want An Xinglan and Xiao Moyi to be alone.

When entering the courtyard where An Xinglan was, Zhu Jianshu first said: "I planted this grape trellis with my own hands."

"There are so many beautiful plants, but what Pian Lanlan wants to grow the most is vines. When he was a child, he carried a small bucket and watered it little by little."

"I can watch it three times a day, and excitedly ask how tall I am and how tall I am."

An Xinglan also recalled that time, with a smile on his face.

And Teng Yiyan said: "Yes, the petite An Xiaolan was anxious at that time, I secretly poured spiritual water on it, and it grew fast."

An Yeming said: "Well, it exploded all at once, and it was wilting that afternoon. I was the one who saved it."

Teng Yiyan opened his mouth wide and said in embarrassment, "Really?"

An Xinglan also looked at An Yeming in surprise: "Master never told me."

"It's just a trivial matter. I'm not afraid that you will cry when you see the grape seedlings you've been thinking about dying."

An Xinglan wrinkled her nose slightly: "I don't like to cry."

Although Xiao Moyi wanted to hear more about An Xinglan's childhood, the intimacy between these few people completely separated him from the outside world. Although Xiao Moyi was not a sensitive person, or could even be said to be an innocent person People who are emotional, but this kind of thing involves An Xinglan, and he is completely excluded, even he feels uncomfortable.

However, An Yeming behaved like a good host, and did not completely forget the guests, and introduced to Xiao Moyi: "This is a porch chair I made for Lan Lan. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. Wherever the servants go, they follow him to put the cushions, saying that is too delicate, that's why they made people do this."

"It won't be cold in winter, and it won't be hot in summer. Lanlan can sit whenever she wants without a mat."

An Xinglan rubbed his nose, but what An Yeming did made him even more coquettish. Just because of this, he changed all the stone tables and benches in the yard, and it cost a lot of money.

Keep going, either this thing was made by An Yeming, or that thing was sent by Zhu Jianshu, or it was given by Teng Yiyan.

Teng Yiyan also realized what the Master and Zhu Jianshu were doing, so he changed his previous attitude towards Xiao Moyi's nose is not a nose, and eyes are not eyes, but became extremely enthusiastic.

This one was brought to An Xinglan when he went out and came back in that year, and that one was how he and An Xinglan played together.

"Do you know this thing? An Xiaolan and I built this frame together. Throwing the ball into it means winning. An Xiaolan started playing this game when he was four years old, but at that time the frame was not as high as it is now. "

"Of course An Xiaolan couldn't compare to me when she was a child. I was blindfolded to compare with him."

Teng Yiyan casually threw a ball into the frame as he spoke.

Xiao Moyi looked up at the weird frame, as if he saw a waist-high little boy trying to throw the ball into it. He was running around here, with a crisp laugh and a bright smile.

Everything here has the participation and memories of these people, all the memories are without him, he can't compare, time can't go back to the time when An Xinglan hadn't grown up.