Male supporting role: After I left, the heroine regretted too much

Then a strange scene appeared, as if the flower seed had come alive, it actually submerged directly into An Ran's wound, and was still tearing apart the flesh and blood to penetrate deeply.

A large amount of blood gushed out from his chest.

An Ran's face was pale and painful. Although it was not as good as the pain of just triggering the demon species, the pain of cutting a hole in his chest was very bearable.

But the extreme pain that followed made him growl.

He felt that something was deeply pierced into his heart, and something important was being absorbed.

Gradually, with the urging of the spell, An Ran's aura became wilted.

The spiritual power fluctuations on his body dropped rapidly.

His cultivation is plummeting!

At this time, a bud emerged from the wound on his chest,

It grew rapidly, and a flower bud appeared.

Then a simple white flower blooms, but it grows on the human body, which is very strange.

In an instant, the whole room was surrounded by dark fragrance.

Amazing vitality gushes out from the depths of the stamen.

One, two, and more flowers grew from the wound. Soon, the wound was overwhelmed, and flowers continued to grow from other parts of his body.

At the same time, An Ran is rapidly aging.

His long black hair became snow white, and his skin became wrinkled, like a piece of paper that had been rubbed repeatedly.His back also hunched.

The fire of the whole person's life is weak to the extreme, as if it is going to be extinguished soon.

Then he was covered with small white flowers all over his body.

Mu Jinyao's expression changed. She was already at the pinnacle of humanity, but she had never seen such a strange technique.

Ignoring An Ran who seemed to be unconscious, she opened the door and stepped into the room.

Walking up to An Ran, he picked up the yellowed ancient book and began to read it.

The first page is a comment left by an ancient man.

【Flower God Longevity Method】

[In the ancient times, the human world was not yet developed, and the gods stood side by side. 】

[Among them there is a powerful one named Flower God. 】

[The God of Flowers was born in response to thousands of flowers in the world, and later created a method of longevity. 】

[The world is full of flowers, and the god of flowers will never die! 】

[Then the gods dusk, and the flower god died tragically. 】

[The cultivation method it created is already incomplete, and its resentment will always be attached to this method. 】

[Practice this method with a human body, and you will die for a lifetime. Even if you succeed in the practice, you will be cursed by the resentment of the flower god in it, and you will not escape disaster, and you will not see longevity. 】

[Later generations need to be extremely cautious in their practice... remember to remember! 】

A flash of enlightenment flashed in Mu Jinyao's eyes.

In this way, some things in the past can be perfectly explained.

"Master, so this is how your immortality came about!"

"Difficult..."

She pondered the word slightly, and certain scenes from the past appeared in her mind.

In an instant, his face was rosy and his breathing was short of breath, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Hahaha, Master, I am your eternal calamity!"

"The way you wailed in pain that day... really..."

Mu Jinyao squatted down slightly, and dipped An Ran's blood on the ground with her hands.

Then put it in your mouth.

A touch of unspeakable enjoyment melted in her eyes.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and continued to read the ancient book in her hand.

He made up his mind secretly in his heart, after he untied the illusion, he forced him to learn this exercise again.

Immortal Master...that's really...

When she brought him back before, she was still worried about how this mortal body could withstand her torture. She was afraid that she would accidentally crush him to death. That is her favorite master!How could she be willing to let him die?

If you learn this technique, you will be able to play it no matter how you play it!

She has too many ways to "enjoy" and wants to share with Master!

Thinking of the future, this master, who is calm on the surface but cold-hearted in the dark, will kneel at his feet forever, wailing with 'enjoyment'.

She began to tremble with excitement.

It was hard to restrain my emotions.

She quickly recorded the exercises, then cast an indifferent glance at An Ran who was still awake, and left the basement.

Anyway, he knew that he was just a phantom, anyway, he knew that he would not die this time.

Even if this master is real, she will not soften her heart.

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The next morning.

When Mu Jinyao pushed open the door, she saw An Ran standing in the courtyard.It was no surprise that An Ran successfully cultivated the Flower God Technique.

Seeing the little girl come out, An Ran showed a trace of apology on her pale face.

Yesterday, while practicing the exercises, he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, it was the early morning of this morning. The small white flowers all over his body disappeared, and his cultivation had recovered, but his vitality was greatly reduced.

But this is not what he cares about, he didn't make dinner for the little girl yesterday.

I don't know if she can't find herself, will she cry and fall asleep with hunger.

Thinking of these scenes, he felt a little heartbroken. You must know that the little girl had just left her parents, and she was at a time when she was helpless.

"Jinyao, I'm sorry, something happened suddenly yesterday, I went out for a while, were you hungry last night?"

"What do you want for breakfast? Uncle will make it for you!"

An Ran walked over to pick up the little girl, and said softly.

The little girl looked at An Ran's doting expression and felt no waves in her heart.

Shaking his head, pretending to be cute.

"Uncle, if you go out suddenly, you must tell Jinyao...Jinyao is not very hungry, and went to bed after eating some snacks last night. Just a bowl of noodles in the morning!"

An Ran smiled and nodded.

"Okay! I must tell Jinyao in advance when I go out...Jinyao goes to wash up first, and uncle will do it for you!"

An Ran blinked, seeing the little girl's calm and well-behaved appearance, she loved her more and more, and said apologetically and pamperingly.

With that said, he put down the little girl and walked towards the kitchen.

After getting out of An Ran's sight.

The real Mu Jinyao regained control of her body.

She looked at the back of An Ran going away.

Thinking of the scene after I got out of trouble.

She had a sneer.

"Master..."

"Master..."

She kept calling An Ran faintly in her mouth, and her eyes were full of emotions, like resentment or admiration.

Chapter 15 Master's 'Immortal Art'

"Jinyao is ready, go and eat!"

An Ran walked up to the little girl who had washed up, and pointed to the two bowls of noodles on the table not far away.

However, he frowned, and then squatted in front of the little girl, carefully helping her button the clothes.

"The weather is getting colder, you should button up your clothes, and be careful of catching a cold!"

An Ran patted the little girl's head with concerned eyes.

Seeing An Ran like this, the little girl panicked for some reason, and silently turned her face away.

"Hmph! Hypocrisy! It's really disgusting!"

She thought silently in her heart.

But An Ran didn't know what she was thinking, she just thought that she hadn't known her for long, and the little girl was shy.

He smiled, took her tender little hand, and brought her to the dining table.

He also sat opposite him.

A bowl of noodles was placed in front of the two of them.

The little girl glanced at the bowl.

Very ordinary Yangchun small noodles, the noodles are covered with a layer of minced meat and a big egg, only she has it, the noodle soup is floating with golden fat and green onion leaves, no different from ordinary small shops.But there was a faint smell of meat and a different smell, but she couldn't tell what it was.

The dense water vapor rose up.

The face of the man opposite was blurred, but he could still vaguely see that warm gaze on him.

But she only felt a warmth rising from the bottom of her heart, it was the warm winter sun.

"What's wrong? Don't you like it? If so, I can do it again!"

A soft voice came, with a hint of doting, breaking the little girl's daydream.

She shook her head violently.

"Mu Jinyao, what's wrong with you?"

"The person in front of you is your father-killing enemy!"

Roaring in her heart, the scene of the tragic death of her parents in the past appeared before her eyes.

Taking advantage of the dense water vapor, she gave An Ran a vicious look, but An Ran didn't realize it.But this time, Mu Jinyao, who was quietly looking at her memories of the past, didn't agree with her like before.

“真是好手段内，部，发，书/群:9！'8"0'2,0"5？8，5:6！差点都把我迷惑住了！”

The little girl pursed her lips deliberately to make things difficult.

"I don't like eating onion leaves..."

"Is that so? I was negligent and forgot to ask Jin Yao about her taboo..."

An Ran still smiled warmly, not annoyed.

Instead, he picked up the bowl on the opposite side, picked up the chopsticks, and began to carefully pick out the green onion leaves from the bowl.

Seeing that the man opposite didn't show the slightest bit of impatience, the little girl just felt that the punch on the cotton was very uncomfortable.

"Okay, I picked them all out, eat them quickly! It's almost cold!"

The little girl took the bowl without any further hesitation. First, she had no reason, and if she made things difficult for no reason, maybe the devil would be really angry. Second, she was really hungry, and no matter how much she hated the person in front of her. , I have to eat enough, now I have the strength to take revenge!

Thinking of this, she picked up the chopsticks and twisted some noodles into her mouth.

But the next second she froze.

A strong aroma filled the mouth, besides the first time, there was also a special taste.

It seemed like a long time ago, like it came from a previous life, like the taste she had tasted at home before.