After the good boy went crazy

In fact, the reason why Han Yan was able to become Huan Ji's apprentice was because of Huan Ji's careful planning.

Phantom Festival is very concerned about sorting.

It may be because he was the youngest and was bullied by his brothers, so Huan Ji stubbornly believed that the further back was the worse, so he found Han Yan in advance every life.

Then... accept him as an apprentice.

Originally, Han Yan was at least Huan Ji's junior no matter what.

After all, if they can become opponents in practice, it means that they are similar in strength.

But how could the phantom festival allow it?

In order to be able to suppress Han Yan, he forcibly accepted Han Yan as an apprentice.Because this is the only way to be foolproof. After all, if you become his junior or something, you may surpass yourself.

But as an apprentice, you will always be overwhelmed.

It can be said that almost all of Huan Ji's limited IQ was spent on Han Yan.

But now Huan Ji no longer remembers these things.

Only Han Yan still remembers.

Han Yan looked at the phantom sacrifice under him, and couldn't help but think of the scene when he accepted himself as a disciple in the first life.At that time, he was standing under the stage, and the phantom sacrifice's sword was pointed at himself, asking if he agreed to be a teacher, and if he didn't agree, he would die.

No matter who looks at it, I am afraid that it will be petrified by the momentum.

But Han Yan saw that the blade of Huan Ji was not murderous, or that it was not sharp enough.

But in the end Hanyan agreed.

"Master." Han Yan whispered in Huan Ji's ear.

But Huan Ji's expression changed.

Every time Han Yan called him that during double cultivation, it became more and more excessive, so Huan Ji was afraid of him calling him that.

"...don't call me, bastard." Huan Ji said hoarsely.

"What? Don't you like me calling you that?" Han Yan said in a low voice close to Huan Ji.

"Now...don't like it now."

Han Yan chuckled and said, "Really?"

"...Hmm." Huan Ji's eyes were already a little loose.

"Then what should I call you?" Han Yan asked.

Huan Ji pursed his lips.

"What should you call me?" Han Yan asked again.

"...Han Yan." Huan Ji's voice was hoarse, and a layer of mist was forced out of his eyes.

Hanyan laughed lightly.

Then small horns like the horns of a unicorn suddenly appeared on both sides of his forehead, his facial features became deeper and more serious, his eyes were dark red, and he looked extremely oppressive.

This is another expression of Han Yan.

Every god has a different look, most of them are not in the current human form, they are all in the form of clouds or titans or other looks.

And Han Yan's first look is like this.

Huan Ji's face turned pale.

Hanyan looked like this during the metamorphosis period.At this time, the cold flame is extremely lethal, and the desire in that aspect is also stronger.

The main thing is...

The body structure is also somewhat different from the usual state.

At that time, Huan Ji almost died on the bed.

Huan Ji didn't know about this, and only thought that Han Yan might have some kind of demon or demon blood.

"Don't, don't, Han Yan." Huan Ji's thin lips were pale.

Han Yan looked down at Huan Ji, he lifted Huan Ji's jaw and said, "What should you call me?"

Huan Ji's frightened fingers trembled uncontrollably.

"what is it call?"

Huan Ji's eyes suddenly blurred, and tears rolled down his eyes unconsciously.

Hanyan sighed.

He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Huan Ji's eyes, and said slightly: "I've been calling you for so long, why don't you just call me? Huh?"

Huan Ji huddled under him and wept silently.

After all, Hanyan didn't force him anymore.

"kiss Me."

Huan Ji was stunned.

But compared to the previous persecution, this phantom sacrifice was at least acceptable, so he hesitated for a while before raising his head and kissing Han Yan lightly.

"continue."

Huan Ji pursed his lips, but continued to do it.

He even said that as long as he doesn't practice dual cultivation, Huan Ji can keep doing this.

But later on, the phantom festival couldn't take it anymore.

He is a little tired.

In the end, he fell directly into Hanyan's arms and fell asleep.

Han Yan looked at Huan Ji in his arms, leaned down and kissed Huan Ji's forehead lightly.

The next day.

Huanji rested his chin and was distracted.

The system is still chattering non-stop: [I read another gourmet cheat book in Mosaic, this time I won't cook wild vegetables, let's cook more complicated dishes! 】

Huan Ji came back to his senses after being muttered.

He suddenly said: [My brother, can he also cook? 】

【Your brother can eat. 】

【? 】

【He won't, you are still better than your brother from this point of view. 】The system is pleased.

Just as they were chatting together, Han Yan came.

Now Huan Ji is not so scared when he sees Han Yan, at least now Han Yan can listen to him, not like before.

"Why aren't you wearing shoes?" Han Yan frowned.

Not only did he not wear shoes, Huan Ji didn't even wear socks, and the clothes on his body were also very thin.

Huan Ji looked at Han Yan and said nothing.

Han Yan picked up the socks and boots and put them on for Huan Ji.

Huan Ji curled his fingers slightly.

After putting on the boots, Hanyan conjured up a phantom sacrifice robe and helped him put it on.

"Cold flame."

"Ok?"

Huan Ji looked at Han Yan and said, "Let me cook you another meal, what do you want to eat?"

Hanyan raised her eyebrows: "Do you know what to eat?"

"Ah."

"Oh? My master is so strong?"

"Hmm." Although Huan Ji's face was calm, the tips of his ears were a little red.

"Forget it." Han Yan caressed Huan Ji's hair.

The wild vegetable made by Huanji before, if it wasn't for the divine power in Han Yan's body to dissolve it, I'm afraid it would have been poisoned to death by now.Even the toxins in Huan Ji's body were dissolved by him with divine power.

It would be too wasteful to spend all of our strength on this.

The phantom festival is a bit lost.

The system also has a little regret, it originally wanted to continue to assist Huan Ji in cooking.

"Want to go out?" Han Yan asked suddenly.

Huan Ji's eyes moved.

Seeing this, Han Yan whispered: "Let's go, I'll take you out for a walk."

Huan Ji let out an 'hmm'.

In fact, the previous phantom festivals didn't like going out of Lingfeng very much.

But now that I have been locked up for a long time, I am looking forward to going out.

Hanyan took Huanji to a long street.

All kinds of things are sold there, whether it is spirit beasts or spirit sword talismans, etc., they are all sold.

There are even gadgets to buy to watch.

Huanji is dressed in white, and he can bluff people when he is serious.At first glance, it gives people a feeling that their status is not low, and they are born with extravagance.

And Jun Leng's cold flame gives people a more oppressive feeling.

Almost anyone who looked at it would feel that the stronger of them was the one in black.

Because the momentum is different.

Huanji looked at the things sold around him, many of which he had never seen before, which made him a little curious.But Huan Ji, who was distracted at the stall, didn't realize that many people around him were looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.

Because the appearance of the phantom festival is really outstanding.

Han Yan's expression faded.

Then those who looked at the phantom sacrifice without blinking found that their eyes had turned white and they couldn't see anything.This made those people panic immediately.

Huan Ji heard the movement around him and raised his head in doubt.

"It's okay, let's go." Han Yan said calmly.

"Oh." Huan Ji nodded, and then looked at the surrounding stalls again.

Hanyan walked holding Huanji's hand.

But Huan Ji might be used to being treated like this, so he didn't think there was anything wrong.

"Cold flame."

At this moment, Huan Ji pulled La Hanyan.

"how?"

"Do you like this thing?" Huan Ji said, pointing to a rattle drum.

Han Yan glanced at it and said, "I don't like it."

Huan Ji's eyes dimmed slightly.

He clearly remembered that Han Yan liked it very much before, and originally wanted to buy it for him.

[It was played by two or three-year-old children. 】The system said.

【Yeah? 】Huan Ji is slightly taken aback.

【Did you not go down the mountain in your original cultivation world? 】The system pumped.

【Um. 】

【Amazing, you can really stay. ] The system sighed.If this had been replaced by his phantom offering, his brother Jiayang, he would have gone crazy.

In the gap between these words, Huan Ji had already been brought into a restaurant by Han Yan.

"What do you want to eat?" Han Yan asked.

Huan Ji said sternly: "Cultivators should not pay too much attention to appetite."

"Then don't eat it." Hanyan replied lightly.

A phantom festival.

At this time, Huanji didn't know that someone was watching him at the table on the other side.

Hanyan noticed it.

He looked in that direction, and the other party immediately looked away, as if he was a monk who came to eat normally.

The food came out quickly.

The flavors of those dishes are very attractive, so Huan Ji couldn't help but look at them a few more times.

"Eat?" Han Yan gave Huan Ji a step.

Huan Ji coughed lightly: "Just eat a little."

Han Yan seemed to have guessed that Huan Ji would be the answer, so he picked up some food for him.

Huan Ji ate quietly.

This is one of the advantages of the phantom festival, no matter what you do, you are very focused, even eating.

And he's cute when he eats.

The system really likes to watch Huan Ji eat, he looks so good when he eats.

Fortunately, Huan Ji had the big Buddha Han Yan beside him.

Anyone with a cultivation base can feel a strong sense of awe and oppression from Han Yan, so those who eat don't dare to look at the Huan Ji, for fear of causing trouble.

But even so, Han Yan regretted bringing the phantom sacrifice out.

He doesn't like phantom festival to be watched by others.

Maybe he still needs to seal the phantom sacrifice a few more layers, so that his appearance will not stand out.

night.

Han Yan didn't bring Huan Ji back to Lingfeng, but went to an inn to stay for one night.

Huan Ji was a little puzzled.

But since it was Hanyan's decision, he couldn't refute it.

"I'll go out for a while, wait for me." Han Yan said.

"Where are you going?" Huan Ji asked hastily.

"There is something, you are not allowed to go out in this room, understand?" Han Yan said while concentrating on the phantom sacrifice.

"Ah."

Although blindly listening to the words of his disciples would make him feel very undignified as a master, but after weighing the pros and cons, Huan Ji decided to listen to Han Yan.I hope he can stop torturing himself for this sake.

Huan Ji secretly thought.

[Host, are you going to sleep? 】

[No. 】He is not very used to sleeping outside.

[Then let's study the recipe again!I just went to the infrastructure building next door and asked for a few more copies! 】The system excitedly said.

【Um. 】 Huan Ji nodded.

As for this exchange, Huan Ji and the system chatted for about three hours.

Hanyan still hasn't come back.

Just when Huan Ji frowned slightly, there was a knock on the door outside: "Master, I am Han Yan, please come out."

The phantom sacrifice paused.

Just as Huan Ji got up to go out, Huan Ji suddenly thought of the words that Han Yan would not let him go out.

So Huanji thought for a while and said, "Come in by yourself."

Huan Ji thought it was Han Yan who was testing whether he would be obedient or not.

Because this is not the first time.

The phantom festival really has a little psychological shadow.

"...I'm hurt, come out and help me." The voice outside was a little weak, as if he had been seriously injured.

"Then you climb in."

"..."