The villain master dressed as a sick and charming male protagonist

My original name was Xing An, but I later changed my name to Xun An'an.

When he was young, the Xing family was wiped out.

I didn't understand why I was still alive, but then, I knew.

My life was bought by my father.

Although I had a miserable childhood, I am already the luckiest person in the world compared to other living beings.

As long as I can remember, my father told me about my life experience. Although my heart hurts, I respect my father even more.

When my father left, I was still young, so I don't remember his face very clearly.

But my father carried and carved the little wooden figure all the year round. After a long time, I gradually remembered his face.

I am making my father happy every day by changing ways, and I am also working hard to learn spells from my master. It is not for other reasons, I just want to let them feel at ease.

As I get older, my father goes out more and more often and for longer periods of time.

Every time I always come back in a suit of wind and frost.

In recent years, as long as there are difficulties in the world, even if it's just a trivial matter, as long as the father hears the news, he will rush to deal with it.

Master often said to me: "An'an, don't blame your father, he just... misses your father so much."

I nestled in Master's arms, my eyes were sore, but I gritted my teeth and did not cry.

I miss Daddy too.

I learned from my father, to help the world and save people.I also learned from my father, cooking longevity noodles, and learning to write small characters in italics.

I clearly saw the surprise and shock in my father's eyes.

Then it was grief.

I feel sorry for my father, but there is nothing I can do.

Finally one day, I saw my father's eyes that had been silent for many years light up again.

He told me that he was going to find my father.

If you go here, you must return.

I believe……

I am eagerly looking forward to it.

In these years, although I don't count countless people, every time I go down the mountain, I am used to seeing the warmth and coldness of the world.

I know the deep affection of my father.

I obediently followed Master Bai Nuo, practicing day after day and year after year.

Fortunately, I can count on my strength. The entire Emperor Jue Xianzong, I am only eleven or twelve years old, and I can take my disciples out to practice.

I have passed through Daughter Country countless times, and every time, I will go to Xing Mansion alone to offer incense to my biological parents and aunt.

I have also heard the stories of my father and my mother, and my father told me without any hesitation.

I am very grateful to my father.

I stood in the ancestral hall of the Xing family, looking at the tablets of my father Shunuan and my mother Xing Xiaolin, tears blurred my eyes again.

I was thinking, if my father had never loved his beloved wrongly, then the Xing family should have thrived.

But I can't blame my father, because my mother loves my father.

Even my mother is like this, how can I blame my father.

I only hope that my father and mother can live together happily in the next life.

I knelt all night, then got up and left.

I still lead my disciples to practice. Although I am young, no one dares to disrespect me.

Because the older brothers and sisters always said.

In me, I can see the shadow of the previous suzerain, no matter the style of behavior, appearance, and...strength...

I am definitely not as strong as my father, but at my age, I am the only one who can stand out.

Later, when I traveled to the south of the Yangtze River, I somehow wanted to buy the house behind me.

The misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is hazy and beautiful.

I think, if the father finds his father, he may be willing to settle in such a place.

I bought the house, took the title deed, and returned to Emperor Jue Xianzong.

After a while, I can always receive letters from my father.

I know a thing or two about my father.

I am waiting, I think, our family of three will meet again one day.

The wine in the cellar was already smelling like wine.

But I have never touched it. I know that my father is greedy for alcohol, and my father is willing to pamper me. I am also willing to collect a lot of good wine from the people and save it.

The days passed like this day by day.

As I get older, I can be considered slim, and there are countless people who have shown their hearts to me.

But I always look down on them.

I have seen the mother's life-threatening love for the father, and I have also seen the world-famous love between the father and the father.

I'm really too lazy to make virtual appointments with these people.

I thought, maybe one day, I can also meet someone who really loves me and takes pity on me.

I don't want to do it myself.

Finally, one day, someone came looking for me, to be precise, it was God.

They told my father the situation at this time, and I also understood the reason why I am still alive.

This life was originally left by the kindness of my father and father, how could I not want to.

I headed for the prairie.

The moment I saw my father's silver-haired head, I almost burst into tears. What has such a powerful father like me experienced?

I said that I would like to take my soul and go back to my father.

But for the first time, my father got angry with me.

I understand the torment in my father's heart, so I said: "Father, I will wait for you and Daddy outside."

The north wind was bleak, and I stood in the snow, waiting quietly.

But not long after, I heard the pained and suppressed cries of my father for the first time.

My eyes were red, and I felt very uncomfortable.

But I can't vent.

Fortunately, my grandpa in name is here. In fact, no matter what he says, I am willing, because this is the last straw for me.

I have no choice.

Fortunately, God does not take us lightly.

Our family of three finally reunited.

Daddy really dotes on me, and I really like clinging to Daddy.

It's a pity that every time I stick to someone, I can't exceed half a stick of incense.

Father Wang always jumps.

He always likes to pull my ears, and secretly pokes and warns me.

Tsk, such a childish father is also an eye-opener for me.

Oh, and Uncle Moren, I have never seen a man as cowardly as Uncle Moren, and I have never seen a man as... Cough, a little bit tough like Uncle Yuehua.

But later, on a dark and windy night, when I came back from night hunting alone, I passed the pond in front of the house.

I heard Uncle Yuehua's shy and angry voice: "Magic Blade, slow down..."

I blushed so hard that the cool ground under my feet seemed to be burning hot.

Should I walk over there as if nothing had happened?Or turn around and spend the night outside?

Just when I was hesitating, Uncle Magic Blade's voice sounded again: "Baby, good boy... listen to me—"

Me: "..." I was really speechless.

Where is Uncle Demon Blade?

So, I did a big thing.

I ran over bouncingly, of course, I didn't dare to look into the water, I just kindly reminded: "Be careful who comes—"

There was a long silence behind him.

Uncle Yuehua roared loudly: "You didn't set up a barrier?!"

Uncle Moren wailed endlessly: "That... I was excited for a while, I forgot..."

I'm so happy, let you abuse single dogs.

Hahaha……

But soon, I couldn't laugh anymore.

Because of the "click", I was startled.

Before I could react, I heard my father's helpless voice: "I told you earlier, you can't be on the swing..."

swing?What swing?

The swing broke again?

Immediately, I didn't dare to breathe out, and I wanted to dodge lightly.

I complained endlessly, if I had known, I would have bought a far away house by myself.

"An'an's child is getting more and more useless, and the swings she repaired are getting weaker and weaker."

I heard my father making such complaints.

I have black lines all over my head.

I complained ten thousand times in my heart: No matter how strong and reliable the swing is, how can it stand up to you so...

After all, I was still an unaccompanied daughter, and my face was so red.

Just when I was about to run over, I heard the voice of my father's face again: "Xun Xun, my dear, I found a new dress made by An An, here, wear it for my husband to see..."

my new dress? !

I immediately blushed and became very angry.

Excessive!unacceptable!

Oh oh oh!

I heard my father scolding angrily: "You dog! You also covet my daughter's things? Get lost!"

I wiped away a tear.

A child with a father is a treasure.