My name is Lan Wangyou.
He was a child who was rescued from the evil cultivators by Yuan Mo, the 115th leader of Xiaoyao Sect.
From then on, I became his only closed disciple. I grew up in the Xiaoyao Sect. When I entered the out-of-body stage, my master told me my life experience. Later, after going through untold hardships, I found the evil cultivator who killed my entire family, killed my enemy with my own hands, and avenged my relatives.
Afterwards, I took a pot of wine and chatted with them in front of their graves. I had a great time.
I was drunk, and I seemed to see them smiling at me with satisfaction, saying that I was a child who grew up according to their expectations, and they were proud of me.
I am very happy.
I smiled and said I missed them, and they said they missed me too. I reached out my hands to hug them, but...
When I sobered up, all that remained for me were those cold tombstones.
A year later, during the Canglan Realm Competition, I was bored watching from the sidelines. It seemed that the person predicted still had not come.
Just as I was about to leave, a figure, despite all the abuse, ridicule and sarcasm, stepped up to the platform step by step and placed his hand on the spirit-testing stone.
For some reason, I stopped and took her away when she was found to have all-round spiritual roots.
Faced with the recruitment of many sects, this Taoist friend very wisely chose Xiaoyao Sect, and thus Xiaoyao Sect gained a little junior sister.
On the third day after my junior sister joined the sect, my master brought me and the Xiaoyao Sect to a new world.
This world is called China. The people here do not practice any martial arts, but it has architecture and technology that are completely different from those in the Canglan Realm.
My junior sister took my master and me to visit the police station, and then Xiaoyao Sect had an address. After that, Xiaoyao Sect recruited disciples in China. On the day of the entrance test, looking at these disciplined teams, I seemed to remember the predecessors of Canglan Realm who sacrificed their lives to resist the demons, because they all had a spirit of fearlessness and undauntedness.
After recruiting disciples for the Xiaoyao Sect, my junior sister Cheng Xiaoxiao took me through different time periods.
The Orc period, the Anti-Japanese War period, the Qin Dynasty period...
Among them, the Anti-Japanese War period left me with the most profound memory. It was a difficult period, very similar to the years when the Canglan Realm resisted the demons.
I really like those Chinese people who are full of passion and patriotism. On the day when the war is won, I feel that I am also a Chinese!
When Cheng Xiaoxiao gained the ability to travel back to the Canglan Realm, she brought me, Master, Senior Ji Tingyou, and more than 200 inner disciples back to the Canglan Realm, three months before the demons broke the seal.
We race against time to train and fight, all just to kill one more enemy after the demons break the seal.
On the eve of the decisive battle, I seemed to have had a dream. I dreamed that the Xiaoyao Sect's inner disciples suffered heavy casualties, from over 200 to only a dozen or so remaining...
Junior sister Cheng Xiaoxiao was heartbroken. After returning to China, she became depressed and disappeared.
The day dawned, the dream ended, and everything was still the same, not as tragic as in the dream.
When Senior Ji Tingyou cut off the head of this generation of Demon King, Cheng Xiaoxiao suddenly cried for some reason, but there was a relieved smile on her face.
I wanted to reach out and wipe away her tears, but as soon as I raised my hand, I put it down again.
Not for anything else, just because I realized that I had different feelings for her.
After the demons were suppressed forever, my junior sister and I started a new round of time travel. The emotions we felt became stronger and stronger as we spent more time together, and I even wanted to burst out of my chest.
So one day, I stopped her and told her seriously that I wanted to be her Taoist partner.
To be honest, I thought she wouldn't agree, at least not so readily. But things turned out to be beyond my expectation, and my junior sister agreed.
Then we started dating.
As for the proposal...
Cough cough!
It’s not that I don’t understand romance, but I can’t wait any longer. I can’t wait to marry her and have a home with her.
Of course, she scolded me a lot about this incident later.
But so what? I've already married her, so let her say whatever she wants. It won't cost me anything, so I'll just listen.
Two days before the wedding.
One night, I just walked to the door of my junior sister's room and heard an indescribable sound coming from inside. Through the barrier, I saw clearly what my junior sister was doing, and I was stunned.
It turned out that she was preparing for the wedding night. I blushed and chose to leave quietly.
Then, I also started to make up for my knowledge in this area.
Wedding day.
My junior sister invited all our relatives and friends, and with everyone’s blessings, Cheng Xiaoxiao and I got married.
On the wedding night, after I took off my clothes, my junior sister...oh! No, my wife, looked at my strong waist, swallowed hard, and rushed towards me.
I stumbled and fell directly onto the bed. Of course, I did it on purpose.
That night, we tossed and turned until dawn, and then we fell asleep in each other's arms.
Later, after we discussed it, we decided not to have children for the time being, so she started to stock up on condoms like crazy.
Condoms...
It’s not that I don’t know how to use it, I just want to save my first time for my wife.
One day a year later, when my wife was going to take a shower, I stared at the condom in a daze, speechless, but I still told my wife about it.
Me: "Wife, it seems to be broken!"
she:"……"
Well, then we had a daughter.
We named her "Lan Xiaoyou".
People say that a daughter is her father’s little cotton-padded jacket, but I think mine is probably torn. She is either on the road of “cheating her father” or on the road of “burying her father” all day long.
Every time I hold her in my arms and hear her sweet call of "Daddy", I want to throw her away, but when I see her innocent eyes, I decide to keep her!
If I just keep her for another 20 years, she can go and harm other people, and I’ll be free!
As a result, she raised him for 25 years, and when this "broken cotton-padded jacket" was 25 years old, she finally got married!
As soon as all the guests left, I took my wife to another time and space and lived in our own world again.
As for that "tattered cotton-padded jacket," just leave it alone! After all, she already has a Taoist partner, right?
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