Demon Lord, he doesn't stop dropping his horse

Yin Ning frowned and glanced at him, retracted his hand, and tapped the recommendation letter on the table with his fingertips, "Put it away, this thing is very important."

"Oh." Lan Liang obediently put the envelope into his arms.After finishing, he looked up at Yin Ning, then looked down at the unfinished dishes on the table, and silently picked up the chopsticks.

Yin Ning held his forehead speechlessly.

Now it is Shen time, the sun is not as hot as before, it has become milder, and the breeze is blowing, making people happy.

But Lan Liang was not very happy.

He looked down at the bag in his arms and the mahogany sword on it.Lan Liang raised his head ignorantly, looked blankly at Yin Ning who was not far away, and muttered, "Master, Master?"

Yin Ning lowered his eyes and remained silent, his usual seductive eyes were ignoring Lan Liang with no emotion at this time, his tone was not as gentle as before, but a kind of harshness and coldness that had never been seen before, making people fearful : "I told you earlier that I want you to return to a family, so let's start now."

After finishing speaking, he paused, and continued: "By the way, I have already taught you everything I can teach you. From now on, I am no longer your master. We... are no longer a master-student relationship."

Lan Liang's pupils were dilated, he only heard that Yin Ning severed his relationship with him as a master and student, and then there was a sudden roar in his head, and he could no longer hear what Yin Ning said later.

After about half a cup of tea, Lan Liang returned to his previous expression. He looked at Yin Ning expressionlessly, and the other side looked back indifferently.Lan Liang carried the burden on his back, inserted the mahogany sword into the scabbard at his waist, and his face was as calm as water.

Looking at Lan Liang's complexion, Yin Ning's indifferent expression almost couldn't hold back, his heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition arose spontaneously.He quietly waited for Lan Liang's next words.

Lan Liang had already tidied up his baggage. He turned his back to Yin Ning, and without turning around, he just turned his head and looked at him from the corner of his eye, thinking that he was miserable and heroic: "Liar."

Yin Ning: "?"

To Yin Ning, this action looked like a stiff neck with a crooked neck and squinted eyes, he couldn't straighten his head, it made people want to laugh, but Yin Ning didn't dare, he was afraid that the child would cry.She just continued to look at him with an indifferent expression.

The child snorted, lifted the burden up, and walked away without looking back.

Looking at Lan Liang's back, Yin Ning turned his head and called "Yi Gangcuo".

Yi Gangchu appeared from the shadows: "Yes."

"Follow Zique, we must keep him safe along the way."

"Yes!"

When Lan Liang was going down the mountain, he happened to be in the market. He went to a place and opened his bag, and took out a bulging money bag from it. Yin Ning presumably prepared it for him.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the sky was full of rays of light. The children in the market were laughing and playing, being led for a walk by their parents. Lan Liang looked at the pair of father and son clasped with big hands and small hands, and his expression was in a daze.

For a moment, he seemed to see his former self, but soon he shook his head and rubbed his face: "No, I am an orphan, I was picked up by Master, I have no parents, only Master."

Someone patted his right shoulder and blew lightly on his left ear, which accurately touched Lan Liang's sensitive spot. His legs softened for a moment, and he recovered instantly. He turned around and looked at the person coming vigilantly.

Only those who are acquainted can relax their vigilance, but the eyes are still a little wary.

A small stone hit Yi Gangchu's forehead with great precision, and at the same time a voice came into his mind: "Stay away from him, preferably three feet, or I will destroy you."

Yi Gangchu was frightened into a cold sweat by the warning, and immediately walked three feet away from the blue beam.

"Good evening, Xiaoliang!"

Yi Gangchu's loud voice made the originally bustling market quiet for a moment.

The author has something to say: Let me try, can Kangkang have a second update tonight?