"Meng Xuan'an?"

"Why are you here?"

Lan Sheng was talking to Meng Xuan'an, but his eyes were always on Zhao Zhao.

Hearing Lan Sheng's voice, Meng Xuan'an said softly, "Brother, I have something to talk to you about."

Lan Sheng stepped forward to hold the Zhaoxue Sword for Zhao Zhao, then turned back to Meng Xuan'an and said, "If you need anything, just tell this disciple to come and tell him."

"Or I can come here myself, so there's no need for you to come here."

His tone was lazy, seeming to be disgusted, but actually concerned.

Meng Xuan'an had long been accustomed to his tone and just smiled gently.

Only Zhao Zhao, the clueless one, didn't understand and was even mad at Meng Xuan'an. She pouted angrily, "Lan Sheng, you bad guy."

"Bad guy?"

Lan Sheng turned around and leaned over, raising her hand to pinch his fair and tender face. "What are you talking about, you rebellious little sword spirit?"

"Hmph." Zhao Zhao glared at him.

Meng Xuan'an chuckled, "So he is Zhao Xue."

"Um."

“Very cute.”

"Indeed." Lan Sheng looked at Zhao Zhao and curled his lips inexplicably, which made Zhao Zhao extremely uncomfortable.

He scratched his head and turned away, "I'm going back." He muttered, "I shouldn't have come to see you."

The sound was neither loud nor soft, just enough for several people to hear. Lan Sheng shook his head slightly, casually pulled Meng Xuan'an's sleeve, and took him to follow behind Zhao Zhao.

Feeling his familiar movements, Meng Xuanan still smiled, "Brother, I have eyes in my heart. Even if I am blind now, it doesn't matter."

Lan Sheng didn't let him go and said, "Can your mind be as good as the path I lead?" He kicked a stone on the road and raised his head, "Can your mind help you kick stones?"

Meng Xuan'an: ...

"Senior Brother remains unchanged."

Lan Sheng's smile faded. "No one will not change, and I am no exception."

Meng Xuan'an tacitly agreed and said no more. Ever since that incident, all of his fellow disciples were injured or disabled, and no one has recovered yet.

Now everyone is dragging their broken bodies, and Meng Xuan'an can't help but worry about the battle between immortals and demons three years later.

When she was daydreaming, Lan Sheng flicked her head and said, "What are you thinking about? You look so sad. Smile."

Meng Xuan'an followed his instructions and pulled the corners of his mouth, but his smile was forced. So Lan Sheng stopped looking at him and said silently, "You'd better stop smiling."

Seeing Zhao Zhao walking very fast in front, Lan Sheng took Meng Xuan'an and took a few quick steps to catch up with him.

He lowered his hand, wanting to pull Zhao Zhao, but Zhao Zhao not only quickly dodged away, but also glared at him unhappily.

Lan Sheng curled her lips, instantly becoming interested, and raised her hands to pick him up, "Xiaoxue?"

Zhao Zhao was furious, "What? Call me Zhao Zhao!!!"

"Be good, Xiaoxue, I'll give you the little gem later."

"Well...actually, I think...Xiaoxue is also good. Of course, I'm not doing this for the gems, I just like the name." Zhao Zhao argued cunningly.

Lan Sheng's smile was so evil that he had him in his grasp. "So that's how it is, Xiaoxue."

Zhao Zhao shuddered, completely unaccustomed to the name, and said with tears in his eyes, "Why don't you just call me Xiao Lei?"

"Hahahahahaha... Zhao Zhao, you are so funny." Lan Sheng's smile reached the bottom of his eyes. He was really amused by him.

He is also a money-grubber with some principles.

good.

Zhao Zhao breathed a sigh of relief after getting a normal name. Lan Sheng held him in his arms, feeling his chest and laughing. Just when he wanted to kick him twice, he remembered that he was in poor health.

Okay...don't kick it.

Zhao Zhao sighed, life is not easy.

Behind him, Meng Xuanan felt amused, "Senior Brother, you old fox."

"Um?"

"What is Xiao An saying?"

"Nothing." He had long been accustomed to Lan Sheng's magical attacks and could now deal with them without changing his expression.

Seeing this, Lan Sheng felt bored and stopped teasing him, continuing to play with Zhao Zhao in his arms.

Zhao Zhao's face turned red with anger. He didn't expect that this Immortal Venerable was such a black-and-white person. He felt completely different from the first time he saw him.

"System, could it be that Lan Sheng has had a new soul?" Zhao Zhao was very suspicious and called the system in his heart.

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