The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

  Chapter 679 Personal Disciple Is Demon Lord (9)

  Yun Xian immediately shook off some dirty thoughts in his mind, "It's Mu Lanmu who is in charge."

  Yun Xian met Mu Lan the day he joined the Qianfeng Sect, but only once.

  He also looks very young, in his twenties, with the appearance of an exile.

  At that time, he showed up at the meeting for recruiting disciples, and left after showing his face. It seemed that he was not easy to get along with.

  Hearing the name Mu Lan, Sang Jian searched in his memory.

  That kid was indeed the best disciple at that time, he was a swordsman, and his swordsmanship was superb.

   Now that he is the head of the sect, he does not live up to Sang Jian's expectations.

  It's just Mu Lan...

   In memory, it seems that you are not very stable?

  Hmm... Maybe it was because of his young age back then. Now that thousands of years have passed, he should have calmed down, right?

  Sang Jian had a pretty good impression of Mu Lan.

   In this way, the original owner's wish is much easier to handle.

   After all, she used to be the head of the sect.

  Sang Jian was thinking about things, finished applying the medicine to Yun Xian on his back, and subconsciously turned him around, ready to wipe the front.

  Yun Xian blushed, "I... I can do it myself!"

  He scratched his neck and let out a roar.

  The original intention is to want a little poor face, although he has no dignity at all in front of Sanjian.

   But what if?

   It really made Yun Xian bet right.

  Hearing this, Sang Jian handed him the medicine bottle in his hand, "Then wipe it yourself."

  Yunxian: "?"

  Suddenly so easy to talk, I still feel a little uncomfortable.

  He was holding the medicine bottle, and Sang Jian had already stepped aside, standing and thinking about things, and ignored him at all.

  Yun Xian turned around silently, turned his back to Sang Jian, and began to apply medicine to himself.

  He didn't even know what medicine she gave him, it smelled pretty good.

   The things given by the ancestors must be the best things.

  Yun Xian wiped the medicine, put on his clothes carefully, and then turned to Sang Jian.

   "Old Ancestor... I'm fine, and I'll give it back to you."

  He lowered his head and offered the medicine bottle with both hands.

  Sang Jian glanced at it, and said in a low voice: "I'll see you off, take me to see Mu Lan."

   "Outer sect disciples have no chance to meet the master." Especially at this hour.

   "Just take me there. As for whether I can see you or not, I have the final say." She has come out, and people who know her, no matter what mood they are in, will definitely come out to see her.

  Yun Xian pursed his lips, and finally nodded.

  He put away the medicine bottle, suddenly remembered something, and said, "Wait for me."

   After speaking, he turned and ran downstream.

   Sang Jian frowned slightly.

  Yun Xian searched for a while on the shore where Sang Jian took a bath just now, and found the Magic Sword that Sang Jian had thrown away in the grass.

  He held it carefully in his hand, and then ran towards Sang Jian.

  Sang Jian: "..."

   Sure enough, it is his exclusive saber, don't forget it at this time!

  But in the next second, Yun Xian held the sword and raised it in front of her, "Old ancestor...sword..."

  Sang saw that she turned around and left, "What I send out will not be taken back."

  Yunxian: "..."

  He looked at Sang Jian's back, and felt a little touched in his heart.

   For some reason, he felt that he really liked this sword.

  Even if Sang Jian said it was a magic sword before, he didn't really care.

   Unexpectedly, she really gave it to him in such an understatement.

  Yun Xian felt a little complicated, but quickly took steps to catch up with Sang Jian.

   "Going this way, you can go directly to the backyard of the head's residence."

  (end of this chapter)