Demon Lord, he doesn't stop dropping his horse

When Lan Liang was put on the bed, he was still conscious. He turned over and lay on his stomach. Lying down made the wound on his back a little unbearable, itchy, painful and hot.

I originally thought that I would be fine if I got hurt, but who knew it would be so painful, and I didn't expect it to be serious, and it could even cause a fever.

He moved slightly, and the cloth rubbed against the wound, causing Lan Liang to grin his teeth in pain.

Lan Liang gave up struggling, lay motionless on the bed, and soon fell into a drowsy sleep.

Just before falling asleep, someone seemed to break into the door, like a robber.

"Noisy...dead...too..."

Yin Ning: "..."

"You still have the strength to dislike it?" Yin Ning picked up Lan Liang and sat on his lap, took off his clothes to check the wound.

Lan Liang was just woken up by the shaking, but he was a little confused, but he still knew how to protect his body. He protected his clothes: "What are you doing, stinky rascal."

"Who told you to take off my clothes." Lan Liang wanted to frown, but failed, and patted the other party: "Believe it or not, I told my master to beat you to death!"

Yin Ning raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

"He has a bad temper. If you want to save your life, get out and don't touch me!"

Hearing that he had a bad temper, the corner of Yin Ning's mouth twitched, and he didn't bother to argue with Lan Liang, so he tore off the fabric, leaving him only a pair of fur trousers.

Lan Liang glared at Yin Ning with a fierce expression, the person in front of him was blurred, he struggled slightly, and was tightly shackled, Yin Ning pinched his face: "Don't act like a baby."

Lan Liang, who has always maintained a fierce expression: "..."

Yin Ning turned him over and let Lan Liang lie on his lap, and began to examine the wound. The wound had already turned white, and the outside was already blue-purple, which looked very scary.

Seeing that there was no movement from the people above, Lan Liang said again: "I know, I know I'm afraid! This is the glory that belongs to men!"

Yin Ning: "..."

"Stop talking."

Lan Liang was like an obedient little sheep if he didn't open his mouth, and he wouldn't give up until he opened his mouth to make him angry.

Yin Ning narrowed his eyes, his eyes were full of emotions, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.Immortal Youhuan, right? Just wait for him.

When Lan Liang woke up, the wound had already been healed. When he turned over and saw a man in black, Lan Liang was still a little confused, buried himself in the other's arms, and fell asleep peacefully again.

Yin Ning froze for a moment, and stretched out his hand to pat him on the back, but thinking of Lan Liang's back injury, he touched his hair instead.

The person in his arms froze for a moment, looked up at Yin Ning in confusion: "Master?"

Yin Ning paused while stroking his hair: "I'm here."

"Master." Lan Liang buried his head in Yin Ning's arms again, and said in a muffled voice, "Master, I want to go home."

Yin Ning tidied his hair: "What's wrong?"

Although he already knew about him, he still hoped that Lan Liang could speak out and sue him.

"..." Lan Liang didn't answer. He opened his mouth slightly and closed it again. He shook his head: "I just want to go back and live with you."

"I will listen to you from now on, just let me go back, I don't want to stay here anymore."

Yin Ning's voice was cold: "Why don't you want to stay here, tell me the reason."

Lan Liang trembled his eyelashes, didn't speak, just remained silent.

"Forget it, I think it's pretty good here." Lan Liang turned over and buried himself in the quilt.

"If you have any questions, just tell me, I will ask just because I am your master, if someone else, who cares about your life and death."

Lan Liang poked his head over and turned to look at him: "But you are not my master now, I can take others as my teacher."

"you dare!"

Lan Liang retracted his head into the bed again, only showing a pair of eyes, and bent towards Yin Ning: "You are the one who said that you want to sever the master-student relationship."

"Do you regret it?"

Yin Ning: "...No."

"Oh..." Lan Liang leaned his head closer: "Why don't you let me make a new master if you don't regret it?"

Yin Ning ignored him and said, "Isn't Huaining Xianzun your master?"

"I don't know." Lan Liang shook his head, "He didn't ask me to call him master, and I didn't pay homage to him."

Yin Ning: "...Oh."

Although they are all themselves, they also have their own selfishness. I hope that Lan Liang will only recognize him as a teacher.

Yin Ning was secretly happy for a while, but was half-dead in anger at Lan Liang's words.

"A teacher for a day, a father for life." Lan Liang raised his head and stretched out his hands: "Can I recognize you as a foster father, Master?"

"Hmph." Yin Ning snorted twice, and was really pleasantly surprised: "No, I don't want to be your father."

Lan Liang lowered his eyes: "Oh."

His tone was full of disappointment.

Dare he feel aggrieved for not allowing him to be Lan Liang's father?

What crooked reasoning?

"The sun is going down soon." Yin Ning pinched his nose: "Go back quickly, I will see you when I have time."

Lan Liang blinked: "Will I still see you when I go down the mountain tomorrow, or can you go up the mountain with me today?"

"Can you come down tomorrow?" How could Yin Ning let him down: "I remember that it takes a lot of procedures."

"Ok."

After bidding farewell to Yin Ning, Lan Liang hurried back to Six Star Peak with Yi Gang.

As soon as he arrived there, he found a boy who was about his own age. Lan Liang stared at him vigilantly. After the last lesson, he was prone to get angry when he saw his peers.

The young man looked at him for a long time, but he didn't see Lan Liang approaching him, so he stepped forward to say hello, "Hello."

Lan Liang took a few steps back, pulled out his whip and threw it out, right at the boy's feet.

Lan Liang: "..."

juvenile:"………"

"My name is Mining." The young man decided to preemptively attack him, and saluted him: "I was called by the Immortal Venerable, and I am here to study lessons with you."

"We'll be together from now on, okay?"

Lan Liang: "Didn't you come to beat me?"

A dark light flashed in Mining's eyes, and he slightly raised his lips and smiled: "Why would I hit you?"

"I thought that the rules of your Guiyi family are to beat you first?"

"Did someone beat you?" Mining said in surprise, "This is not allowed in the Guiyi family, and you will be punished for bullying your fellow disciples."

"I hit it back." Lan Liang said seriously: "That whip is my trophy, do you want to see my glory as a man?"

When Mining heard the words "the glory of a man", he almost fell and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no!"

"Presumably no one has told you about the distribution of the Guiyi family."

Lan Liang shook his head.

"Then I'll tell you something."

Today the world is peaceful, except for some small wars from time to time, most places are peaceful.

There are not only human beings, but also demons and immortals. The four types live together with human beings. The learning system here carries out different courses according to each race classification.

The author has something to say: The origin of Lanliang’s name: clothing made of iron bones, beams made of proud bones.