Ah hello!People with facial paralysis can't collapse!

"Stop" Tong Ran raised his head, looking at the young man who looks like an exiled immortal not far away.In an instant, his eyes turned black.

Yan Zhijin looked at the boy's discolored pupils and said nothing.

"Mist grass, I'm not blind! Can you look at me with your head down when you change color!" Yan Zhijin roared inwardly.

"Let him go." Yan Zhijin looked at the person who gave the order.

"Let him go," the man followed him word for word.

"Take your servants and leave quickly," the man said, and walked forward slowly.

"Young master!" The few people holding Tong Ran were puzzled, but they quickly let go and chased the man away.

"Why did you come to save me? Aren't you going to abandon me?" Tong Ran smiled coldly, coupled with his straight face, misty grass, it is simply affectionate!

Yan Zhijin stretched out his hand, but did not speak.

Tong Ran carefully looked at Yan Zhijin's expression, such a cautious expression, Tong Ran had never seen it before.He tried to stretch out his short arms and put his hand on the man's.

Yan Zhijin led the child who looked half a head smaller than him, and walked back step by step.There was a wind blowing, Tong Ran stared at the person next to him intently, keeping it firmly in his heart.

Since the whole world has abandoned me, so what if I take a gamble?

"Lying down..." Yan Zhijin looked at her clothes with some distress as they became wrinkled and wrinkled. Luckily, she ordered Ying Ying to buy the clothes for this child, otherwise, she would have wasted another fine Snow Silkworm Clothes .

The Snow Silkworm Treasure Clothes, as the name suggests, are woven by millennial snow silkworms in the Taixu Territory. It is warm in winter and cool in summer, and cannot be harmed by mortal weapons at all.The weapons of the immortal cultivators also need to reduce part of their power by 9!Can you say it is not precious?A gram is worth a thousand gold!

What?You said that Banquet Brocade is too expensive.Sorry, he really has this capital, and this capital is only one of them. The point is, the Taixu Realm belongs to their family, yes, their family.So it's really nothing to use your own things.

"Why did you run away?" Yan Zhijin looked at the blood oozing from the scarred wound, with distressed eyes.

Are these panaceas of mine a waste of time?Distressed, I have to feel distressed!I brought so many with me when I went out this time, one missing is really missing one!Yan Zhijin hid in the corner and drew circles.

Tong Ran looked at this distressed gaze that was extremely unfamiliar to him, and felt that there was a scourge in his heart that was about to burst forth.

"Coo, coo, coo" Tong Ran blushed and looked away, his stomach growled, and he hadn't eaten anything since last night.

"Little Seven" Yan Zhijin called out the door.

"Master" shadow came to him in a flash.

Yan Zhijin took half a step back indiscriminately, "Did you not wash up last night?"

"..." Xiaoqi was silent.

"Bring a bowl of porridge." Yan Zhijin waved his hand, "Where are the clothes?"

Xiaoqi silently took out a package from behind.When I exited, I smelled my body very carefully, it didn't smell. . . . . . .

"Take off your clothes and change." Yan Zhijin opened the package and motioned for Hitomi Ran.

"Who the hell are you?" Hitomi Ran was unmoved.

"The savior" Yan Zhijin finished speaking and took off Hitomi Ran's clothes by herself.

Hitomi Ran wanted to struggle, but saw the cold porridge on the table.

Did that person go to find me a meal lesson?

Oh, sure enough, wearing the right clothes will make people love it more, so the harem will come faster, Yan Zhijin looked at the pink and tender baby in front of him, and secretly measured it in his heart.

"Drinking porridge" Yan Zhijin felt that he should be very gentle at this moment, but the fact is——a desolate young man, holding a bowl of white porridge, ordered the younger boy in front of him to drink with a cold expression. Porridge.

Xiao Qi: "Treat patients with gentleness, gentleness"

Yan Zhijin: "Is it my fault that this face has a facial nerve problem?"

Tong Ran doesn't take it seriously, although he is young, he has experienced too many people who hide their swords in their smiles, so he feels that there is nothing wrong with Yan Zhijin at this moment.And he felt that although the man had a cold face, his movements were very gentle, and he would even touch his head, as if he was very precious.

Yan Zhijin: "Young man, you are the truth! You are indeed precious!! The fate of the world is in your hands."

While feeding the child porridge, Yan Zhijin was thinking about what to do next.Ang, Tong Mansion has not been wiped out, and the hero is in his hands, so the progress is going smoothly.The question is then what?Take the hero home?No, no, with the hero, you will encounter many inexplicable things.Otherwise, abolish him?

Yan Zhijin thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense.

Isn't the male protagonist going to destroy the world?To save the world is not to destroy the world.Then if the hero is completely abolished, wouldn't it be a success?

"The male protagonist must not die," Tiandao reminded in a tone as if talking to a fool.

"Why? Think about it, I didn't say I wanted to kill him, I just abolished him." Yan Zhijin said unconvinced.

"The male protagonist, as long as he has a breath, he can kill monsters and upgrade smoothly. Shi Jin, you didn't have a brain when you came here." Tiandao has a taste of hatred for iron.

"Then, let's take him to a place with no people! I'll teach him to be an upright, brave and strong boy! I'll go home again!" Yan Zhijin quickly made a decision.

Tong Ran took small sips of the porridge fed to his mouth, restraining the hostility in his body.

After Yan Zhijin finished feeding Tong Ran porridge, he clapped his hands, and a paper crane flew out.He whispered a few words to the thousand paper cranes, clapped his hands again, and the thousand paper cranes disappeared.Before going out, his real father, Qian Dinglingwan, asked him to send a letter home every half a month. Yan Zhijin had a cold face at that time, and abruptly replaced the letter with a thousand-mile voice transmission.

"Little Seven" Yan Zhijin called again.

"In" Xiaoqi appeared with her back straight.Master, look!I changed my clothes! !

"Pack up and leave here." Yan Zhijin didn't take half a step back this time.

Yan Zhijin went out this time to call out the slogan of cultivation, but he was doing the business of saving people and setting them on fire. He really didn't dare to bring more people out. Therefore, he only had Xiao Qi around him at his disposal. Bring it to the all-rounder.

For example, if they can't make it to the inn, Xiaoqi must know how to set up a tent. Although Sui Yanzhijin has never been surprised that he will spend one night in the barren mountains, he is actually training.

In fact, it is best not to use this skill.After all, this is the world of fantasy cultivating immortals, not the world of ancient romance.

The barren mountains and wild ridges are not just mountains and ridges, but all kinds of monsters and ghosts wanting to kill people.

So although Yan Zhijin wanted to take Tong Ran to a remote place to bring him up.But this can't be chosen randomly. If the protagonist didn't kill him by accident, other minor characters would kill him, which is even more uneconomical.What's more, Tiandao also said that the protagonist has to take the opportunity that belongs to the protagonist.That said, Banquet Brocade isn't just about saving the world.The approximate plot cannot be changed randomly.Yan Zhijin wants Tong Ran to grow up in a normal way, and then packs a lot of beauties for him, teaching him how to fall in love with each other.However, the plot does not support it.The protagonist is destined to be extraordinary.

Fortunately, God told him.The protagonist only needs to fight monsters and upgrade, and be sweet with the person he likes, then the protagonist will not destroy the world.This seems to be quite simple.

The abacus in Yan Zhijin's heart was very fast, and under the instructions of Tiandao, he went to the abyss of despair.

The author has something to say:

Xiao Gong: How old am I?

Xiao Shou: Yes, how old is he?

Author: How do I know, what do you in the immortal world care about age.

Xiaoshou: I don't want to be oppressed by someone who is much younger than me.

Author: What are you afraid of, he is bigger than you.

Xiaogong: I'm still young

Author: Don't be afraid, if I make you big, you will be big!

Xiao Shou: Are you talking about age?

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