Chapter 43: An Lan and Little Bai Lian (2)

Chapter 43: An Lan and Little Bai Lian (2)We purchased

Just like in the wasteland, An Lan wasn't really going to hit her, she was just giving her some direction.

She was really silly.

An Lan just hoped that she could work harder!

Yan Yue was so moved that she now dared not move.

She let An Lan spank her bottom with a ruler in frustration.

Hmm.

Please make sure to double tap so I can remember for a long time!

"This"

Although Yan Yue put on a "guilty" attitude, Bai Lian still thought it was unnecessary.

She tried to bring An Lan, who was mad, back to normal, "Master, everyone has their own ambitions, we cannot force it."

Hmph!

Am I mad about this?

This is all because Yan Yue was trying to do something bad to you!

But she couldn't say this.

An Lan coldly said, "I'm doing this for her own good!"

Good is good, but such love can bring harm.

Bai Lian still wanted to give a few more words of advice.

As a result, An Lan didn't say anything, and Yan Yue stood up for herself, "Bai Lian, it's not a big deal."

""

Yan Yue sighed.

"I understand."

She looked up at An Lan and her eyes were filled with regret, remorse, and gratitude.

"You do it, wrongdoings must be punished."

An Lan accepted Yan Yue's proposal without hesitation.

She thought right, Yan Yue is indeed a silly woman.

You see.

She hit Yan Yue twice without putting too much force, and Yan Yue realized her mistake.

This time, she won't lower her guard against Yan Yue.

Yan Yue must be given a "buff" from time to time!

An Lan was feeling very proud now.

She deftly put an end to Yan Yue's bad thoughts towards Bai Lian without triggering any resentment from either of them.

She is really a wise woman.

This is the powerful power possessed by the Heavenly Lord!

All right.

Bai Lian headed back, she was a bit tired.

Since Yan Yue likes being hit, what else is there for her to say?

Anyway, she doesn't like it.

After a long time, An Lan finally cooled down.

Yan Yue stood up. Although she had been beaten, she still thanked An Lan, then she left the Qiongming Peak according to An Lan's wish.

An Lan is right.

The immediate priority is to quickly get the Blood Tree Patriarch to relax.

When Yan Yue thought about the Blood Tree Patriarch worrying for more than two months because of her, she felt like she was a bad person.

Oh.

The times have changed.

For her own sake, for Bai Lian, and to repay An Lan's teachings, from now on, she must be optimistic!

She wants to live a healthy lifestyle, so she has given up her old bad habits.

She wants to carry on the spirit of being the master of the Zhuyan peak and make the Zhuyan peak great again.

She still needs to

Forget temporarily those memories that weren't so pleasant.

In the Zhuyan peak's forest.

Yan Yue had a blank expression when sending a message to the Blood Tree Patriarch.

She has good reason to trust An Lan.

When An Lan said she wasn't Gong Xuexin, she visibly hesitated.

This is not normal.

To know An Lan always speaks straightforwardly. If she stops there, there must be some particular reason.

It is very likely that she is Gong Xuexin!

And the reason why An Lan denied it was because she didn't want her to see the worst part in Gong Xue Xin's memory.

"What is that memory?"

Yan Yue tried to recollect, but couldn't remember anything.

If she guesses correctly, those memories were probably "taken away" by An Lan.

"She always does this."

Yan Yue was huddled under a big tree, murmuring to herself.

The evening wind was strong.

The wind blew through her collar but she didn't feel cold.

She could feel the warmth from An Lan and Bai Lian just by closing her eyes.

Very comfortable.

One in front and one in back, covering her without leaving any blind spot.

A warm body, a warm heart.

"Hmm, the story of Gong Xuexin ended thousands of years ago. I am me, I am Yan Yue from Zhuyan peak!"

"What Xuexin?"

At this time.

A slightly weary questioning sound suddenly came from the sky.

Yan Yue immediately lifted her head.

"The Blood Tree Patriarch!"

Her voice was clear and sharp, cutting through the dull night sky in an instant.

The Blood Tree Patriarch, who just flew back from Yunluo Peak, was taken aback.

It felt it!

Suddenly, a bright smile spread across his old face.

"Welcome back, Yan Yue!"

The red candle flickered.

An Lan was standing.

Bai Lian was sitting.

The two people gazed at each other then averted their gaze.

The atmosphere in the room was slightly silent.

An Lan didn't go back to her cave immediately; she was pondering a very serious question.

Now is a good opportunity, should she take the chance to give Bai Lian some adult education?

You are nearly twenty years old, how come you don't know how to keep your distance from bad women?

>>>The next chapter>>>

Bai Lian was not surprised that An Lan knew these secrets.

She was more interested in what An Lan said afterwards.

"Jue Yunzi once told me that Yan Yue is not the daughter of the former sect leader; she was picked up by the former sect leader near the mountain gate."

"The former sect leader never married in order to devote his life to the Duxian sect."

"Since she was young, Yan Yue has been very sensitive. In order to prevent her from overthinking, the previous sect leader, along with Jue Yunzi and other people, falsely claimed that Yan Yue's mother passed away soon after she was born."

Bai Lian asked in surprise, "Master Yan Yue still hasn't found out yet?"

An Lan shook her head, "No one told her."

Bai Lian stepped back from the Past Stele.

That's fine for now.

Knowing the truth doesn't do Yan Yue any good.

Unless An Lan can restore her strength, there is no possibility of the Duxian Sect defeating the Taixuan Taoist Sect now.

Bai Lian knows all too well that this cannot be rushed.

In fact, the Taixuan Taoist Sect has many enemies.

Leave Emperor Xu Pan and Marquis Wu'an alone.

In the later stage of the Battle of the Gods, the Duxian sect suffered many hardships. As the leader of the righteous sects, the Taiwan Taoist Sect was also attacked by many evil forces.

In this setting, the game is quite reasonable.

Disasters will not only fall upon the protagonist's sect.

Right now.

An Lan, who also came out from the Past Stele, said, "Bai Lian, go call your Martial Sisters over."

She decided.

Adult education is a required course.

But she couldn't be too obvious about it, so she called the four and five disciples to watch, so Bai Lian wouldn't suspect her intentions!

But An Lan waited a long time and still didn't receive a reply from Bai Lian.

"Hmm?"

She turned around and suddenly realized that Bai Lian had already fallen asleep on the table.

""

An Lan used her Divine Sense to check Bai Lian's body and immediately realized that Bai Lian had used her "eye" too much, causing her to become weakened.

Young girl, your body is too weak!

Muttering to herself, An Lan was preparing to return to her cave.

Just as she reached the window, she circled back around and gently picked up Bai Lian.

An Lan felt Bai Lian's soft skin.

The warmth made her eyes involuntarily squint with an undetectable smile at the corners.

She went to the bedside and laid Bai Lian flat on the bed.

She didn't leave but instead sat down in a timely manner, looking at Bai Lian as if she was inspecting a delicate porcelain ware.

Sure enough, sleeping Bai Lian is the best.

She was like a White Lotus quietly giving off a fragrant scent in the pond.

An Lan stretched out her hand and carefully helped Bai Lian take off her shoes and then cover her with a blanket.

It seems all that needs to be done has been done.

She held her chin in her right hand, her eyes wandering, and the Past Stele, standing in the center of the room, fell into her eyesight once again.

"Got it!"

An Lan's heart beat quickened when that thought came to her.

Bang!

Very powerful.

She wanted.

She wanted to go and see little Bai Lian when she was still ten years old!

With the Past Stele, she can return to Bai Lian's "past".

She didn't hesitate.

An Lan waved her hand and sucked the Past Stele towards her.

Her hands were trembling lightly.

Half excited, half anxious.

She was excited because she had long wanted to care for the pitiful little Bai Lian, who was oppressed by the words "death".

She was uneasy because she had not obtained Bai Lian's consent and she feared that Bai Lian would blame her.

But

Sure enough, she still wants to watch!

The plump little Bai Lian, the tearful little Bai Lian, the little Bai Lian who was still shorter than her

An Lan held the Past Stele and whispered,

"Just a little bit, I'll take a quick look I will come back immediately after pinching Little Bai Lian's cheeks!"

Saying this, the white light emitted from the Past Stele had already enveloped both her and Bai Lian together.

.

Bai Lian was adrift in a chaotic world.

There was no light here.

No space.

There was no time either.

She floated aimlessly like this, not knowing where she came from and where she was going.

She was like a blank sheet of paper, not caring about living.

At a certain moment.

When she started to feel bored, a ray of light pierced the seemingly endless night.

Within the light was a person, and she saw that it was An Lan.

Without saying a word, she easily understood An Lan's purpose.

This has got Bai Lian flustered.

Little Bai Lian?

There is no Little Bai Lian! After all, she came to this world at the age of fifteen. She never lived in this world before.

Little Bai Lian was just a made-up story to cheat An Lan.

Oh no.

If An Lan knew that she was lying, what would she think?

Bai Lian had never been so anxious.

But suddenly an anomaly appeared at this time.

She was amazed to find that the chaos around her was broken up by light.

The world is becoming more tangible.

There is a wall, a bed, a table and chairs

Her body also underwent changes.

Get shorter, become smaller, and be even cuter.

"!"

Bai Lian stared vacantly at her own hands.

Isn't this just a child's hand?

Suddenly.

She discovered that the door to the room she was in had been pushed open, and An Lan appeared in the doorway, with a faint smile on her face.

Time has come, and it is flowing.