sexy master different red

When An Nian returned to the Demon Palace, he heard from those subordinates that the young master was making trouble again.

He looked down at the blood all over his body. He planned to take a hot bath first when he came back, but now it seems that he can't take a bath.

Before he got close to the closed room, he heard the sound of the vase being smashed inside, and a few maids were kneeling outside the door.

An Nian sighed, waved to them to signal them to leave, opened the door and went in.

The room was in a mess, and the floor was full of broken antique fragments. Before they were broken, they were still very valuable.

He picked up a torn and tattered painting, looked at the pattern on which he couldn't tell what it was, and said, "Ah... this is all torn up, it seems that I should not give you these in the future, you are not good cherish."

Suddenly a small figure flashed out of the room, and ran to An Nian and stopped, "Where did you go again? Another blood! Why did it take so long this time? Where did you go?"

An Nian lowered his head and rummaged through a pile of debris to find a fairly complete inkstone, helped up the table with one leg missing, and carefully put it on it, "Sure, are you hungry? I'll ask someone to get it for you." Get something you like."

An Suran came over and flipped the table over, "I asked where have you been?"

"By the way, your father said that you killed another teacher." An Nian picked up the torn veil that was full of big holes. It was supposed to be hanging on the bed. Wrap it up and throw it outside the door. "I'll give it to you later." Find one you like."

An Suran grabbed his clothes angrily, almost hysterical, "I asked where you went?!"

An Suran didn't even bother to raise his hand to push him away, he stood in place, looked around the horrific room, shook his head and said, "Don't just smash things when you have nothing to do, it's too troublesome to clean up."

"Why do you smell like a woman?" An Suran sniffed his clothes, then tiptoed and sniffed An Nian's collar by his lips, and then flew into a rage, "You went to find a woman? ! Why do you smell like a woman?"

"I'm covered in blood, where did you smell the femininity?" An Nian broke his hand away, "You know what it means to find a woman when you're only young?"

An Suran followed him closely, "I'm already two hundred years old!"

His serious look made An Nian burst out laughing, "Don't make trouble, Su Ran, you are considered adults when you are three hundred years old."

He didn't intend to stay any longer, so he picked and picked some things that were still in good condition on the ground and arranged them. He took out a green bamboo pen from his sleeve and put it in An Suran's hand, "The last one, don't drop it anymore, you can rest." , I'm going back."

An Suran directly took the pen, broke it in half and threw it at her feet, "Are you really looking for a woman?"

"Okay, destroy it." An Nian shrugged helplessly, then turned and walked out the door.

"Annian, stop!" An Suran stood in that room, watching the blood-stained figure leave without looking back, almost gritted her teeth.

An Nian soaked in the steaming hot tub, admiring the few new collections brought back today on the opposite wall, and holding the bone cup beside him with a smile.

A woman knelt down by the pool and filled the bone cup with wine for him.

"Where did the master go this time?"

An Nian took a sip of the red wine and said with a smile, "I lived in Misty Fairy Mountain for a while, and met an interesting person."

He was silent for a moment, and then said, "By the way, Luo Xiu, how is Big Brother doing?"

Luo Xiu said, "Go back to Master, Your Honor is getting worse today, and he coughed up blood yesterday."

An Nian said kindly, and stopped talking. Seeing that he didn't seem worried at all, Luo Xiu couldn't help but said, "Master, are you going to see the Lord? The Lord misses you very much..."

An Nian said, "Really? It's not easy for him to think of me."

Luo Xiu stopped talking.

After bathing, An Nian went to An Suran's room again. Seeing him sitting in the tidy room and eating quietly, he leaned against the door and smiled, "Calm down?"

An Suran raised her eyes and stared at him, "What are you doing here again?"

An Nian said, "Come to chat with you. Except for your father and me, no one can come in here, and you can't get out. I'm afraid you will die, and then your father will blame me again. It will be very troublesome." .”

An Suran flipped the table violently, and a pile of dishes with meals shattered at An Nian's feet. He said angrily, "Get out!"

An Nian shrugged, turned around and left, but An Suran said behind him, "An Nian! Where are you going?"

"Well, you tell me to get lost when I come, and you ask where I'm going when I leave." An Nian smiled, "Or is it that I got out in the wrong way? Do you really want me to get you out on the ground?"

An Suran glared at him, "If I tell you to get out, just get out? If I let you die, why don't you commit suicide in front of me?"

An Nian raised his eyebrows slightly, "Maybe he will die in front of your eyes one day?"

An Suran kicked the fallen table again, "Then show me your death now!"

"... Tsk, no matter how bad I am, I'm still your uncle. Be careful what you say." Anian raised his hand to touch his face, but he slapped him away. "Why? Don't even touch it?"

An Suran gritted her teeth and said, "I treat you as an uncle, do you treat me as a nephew?"

An Nian laughed, "Since when did you see me as an uncle? Every time I visit you, don't you throw things in front of me?"

"You locked me here first!"

"All right, all right, I treat you as a nephew." An Nian shook his head helplessly, "It's indeed my fault, so shall I take you out now?"

An Suran was silent for a moment, then stretched out two short arms to him.

Walking to his side, An Nian touched the top of his head where he knew his waist, and said with a smile, "You have grown up for 200 years, why are you still so short?"

An Suran "...Take me out quickly! I have been here for 70 years! My hair is growing!"

"Okay, okay." An Nian picked him up and sneaked out of the magic palace while no one was around.

"Where do you want to go now?"

"Where do you usually go?" An Suran hugged his neck, curious about the outside that hadn't been out for a long time.

There is nowhere for An Nian to go in the devil world, and there are only two places to go after going around all the places.

Brothels and Chu Guan, such places are not places that An Suran can go to.

An Nian suddenly thought of someone, so he carried An Suran out of the border of the demon clan, and went straight to a place.

When An Suran was carried by An Nian to a place surrounded by mountains on all sides, when she realized what kind of place it was, she suddenly became angry, "Are you crazy? Do you think you have lived too long to come here?"

An Nian patted his face, "I didn't say I would go in, nor did I plan to go in. I can't beat anyone here."

He looked at the peaks deep into the clouds in the enchantment, took out a whistle carved into a rabbit from his arms, put it to his mouth, and blew a long sound.

An Suran suspects that he has gone crazy.

"Aren't you sending a secret signal to the people here to kill me?"

An Nian blew again, and put the whistle back, "Don't make trouble, they won't do anything to a brat like you no matter what, don't worry."

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He looked forward and smiled, "Ah... so soon?"

An Suran looked along and found a white-clothed young man Yu Jian flying over from a peak.

The man landed in front of them, and saluted An Nian, "Brother An, we meet again."

An Nian also saluted him back, "Brother Huxiao, did you disturb you this time?"

The man gave him a slight smile, "No, I was going down the mountain just now, and I just came here in a hurry when I heard the whistle."

He looked at An Suran in An Nian's arms with smiling eyes, and was slightly taken aback, "This is...Brother An's child?"

An Nian laughed out loud, "I don't have such a big child. This is my elder brother's child. He lost his temper today. I'll take him out to play."

Jun Hu understood with a smile, reached out and rubbed An Suran's head, "What a lovely child."

An Suran opened her mouth to bite him.

An Nian covered his mouth and said with a smile, "Okay, let's not stand here anymore. I'm afraid that when your juniors see me here, they should come down with weapons and hunt me down again."

Jun Hu smiled and said, "How could they be like that?"

"Let's go to Zhanxing City to drink tea today? I heard that the most famous singer there has released a new Tanci." Anian smiled and said, "Go and see?"

Jun Hu smiled and said, "Then go and have a look!"

An Suran learned from their conversation that this Jun Huxiao is the elder brother of Piaomiao Xianshan's disciple, and even the son of the master, whose cultivation is only at the stage of alchemy.

The reason why An Nian knew him was because An Nian was caught by him when he killed someone, but after chatting with him for a while, he felt that this person was quite interesting, so he became friends with him.

Annian, you were actually caught by a boy who was only a teenager and didn't even have a golden core?

Jun Huxiao saw that An Suran's complexion was not good, so he stuffed a bunch of flower cakes in his hand, "If you feel bored, you can eat something."

An Nian said, "He doesn't like to eat this. If he wants to eat it, he can take it himself."

An Suran said, "Can I eat him?"

In fact, this person is not pleasing to the eye, and it is not a good thing to look at with a smile.

Jun Huxiao showed him a gentle smile, "If you can beat me, I would be willing to be eaten by you."

An Nian smiled and said, "Stop making trouble, Brother Huxiao, I can't beat you, he can't even beat me!"

An Suran said, "How would you know if you don't try?"

An Nian whispered in his ear, "You can knock him down with one finger, but he stuffed all kinds of poison in every corner of his body. Last time I fell for him. Don't let him He misses you."

Jun Huxiao patted his head, "At least wait until you grow taller before trying."

An Suran gave him a blank look.

An Nian said, "By the way, Brother Huxiao, when I came here, I saw a 500-year-old tiger demon making waves in Baixi City. I think his skin is not bad, why don't we go and get it..."

Jun Huxiao put down a piece of silver, "Okay, it just so happens that my little brother is stuck in cultivation, so I can use the tiger demon's inner alchemy to refine some elixir for him."

An Nian tutted, "Every time it's your little brother, is it annoying to talk about it every day?"

Jun Huxiao glanced at him from the corner of his eye, "Don't you praise your little nephew every day?"

An Nian reached out and pinched An Suran's face, "I'm his uncle, I must praise him, but your little brother... I think you should stay away from him in the future, I don't think that kid is a good guy. "

"If you talk about it again, I'll fight with you." Jun Huxiao stood up and patted the hem of his clothes, "Do you want the skin of the tiger demon?"

"Yes! Definitely!" An Nian picked up An Suran and smiled at Jun Hu, "But I have to send Su Ran back, I don't dare to let him get hurt, his father should look for me again It's over."

Jun Hu smiled and said, "Then I will go with you, I also want to see what the place where you demons live is like."

An Suran bared her teeth at him, "Get lost! An Nian won't go with you to kill the tiger demon either!"

Jun Hu smiled and patted his head, and said to Anian, "You little nephew is really cute."

An Nian dodged his hand and scolded, "You already have a bunch of cute juniors and juniors, why do you have to grab my little nephew?"

Back in the magic palace, An Nian sent An Suran back to his room, turned around and left again.

An Suran called him again, "Annian! When do you plan to come back this time? One year? Ten years?"

Jun Huxiao said outside the door, "Brother An, I can't tell that your little nephew is quite dependent on you."

An Nian smiled wryly, "Brother Hu Xiao, you were careful standing outside, and someone from the Demon Palace found out and attacked you while you were not paying attention."

He said to An Suran again, "Suran, don't make trouble, I just went to kill a tiger demon, and I will be back in less than a month."

An Suran tugged at him tightly, refusing to let go no matter what.

An Nian took out the rabbit whistle from his pocket and put it in his palm, "This is the last one. If you drop it again, I won't give it to you again."

After finishing speaking, he went out of the room, re-established a barrier at the door, and then smiled at Jun Huxiao, "Then brother Huxiao, let's go."

The black and white figure disappeared from sight, An Suran's chest heaved violently a few times, and slammed the rabbit whistle in his hand into pieces.

He just waited here to see how long An Nian had to wait this time before he was willing to come back. After he came back this time, he would never let him go!

He waited and waited, waited and waited, but An Nian never came back.

Until 200 years later, his seriously ill father died suddenly. After he became a demon king, the subordinates sent to find An Nian finally brought him back.

He thought, An Nian had kept him waiting for so long, so he must give him a good beating this time, preferably with his legs broken, so that he couldn't run very far if he wanted to.

But he didn't expect that An Nian brought back by his subordinates was lifeless.

He looked at An Nian, who had a big hole in his chest, and didn't know what expression to make or what emotion to feel.

He suddenly remembered that when An Nian left that day, he put a very cute and carved rabbit whistle in his palm.

At that time, An Nian told him that this was the last one.

Really become the last one?

What about that bunny whistle?

An Suran stood up abruptly, staggered a few steps towards the outside of the hall, and stopped again.

What about that bunny whistle?

He shattered, and the fragments had long been thrown away without knowing where.

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An An, who was still a furry child in the previous life, and An Nian, who has not yet become a furry child.

The young master is haunted!