I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

　　 "Relax, Dao friends."

　　 "In five years, I will be here again, save you!"

　　An Bulang greeted the monks in front of him with a solemn salute.

　　Everyone believes in me, I must have promises.

　　 The young man who dared to sniff at the power during the robbery, but bent slightly to salute the monks who were nailed to the bone column.

　　 The sky is like blood.

　　White clothes are like clouds.

　　 That bright color is incompatible with this cruel world, but dazzling beyond description.

　　The sectarian elders and elders, looking at the teenager's posture, were all in a trance, and at the same time there was an unspeakable throb in their hearts.

　　 What kind of person is this?

　　How do you touch them like this when you salute?

　　 It seems as if there is some kind of implication in the world.

　　 They even have a feeling that they will never forget this worship.

　　 Yu Tao and Fan Li and other female nuns even doubted whether they fell in love with this teenager. How to worship alone, so that their heartbeat is so fast, there is a kind of inexplicable soul trembling... As if the figure of the teenager has been imprinted in the soul, lingering.

　　The monks didn't know that the existence of the solemn promise of An Bu Lang, even the immortals of the Immortal Emperor Palace, is rare.

　　 "Leave, please take care."

　　After the ceremony, Anbulang turned and left.

　　 All the monks looked at the back of the boy in white, and there was a hope in his heart.

　　 That crazy knowing is impossible, but still feel the hope that is possible...

　　……

　　An Bulang walked out of the basin and came to Hong Lin'er.

　　 "Let you wait a long time, there are a lot of things over there..." The boy said lazily.

　　Hong Lin'er was very upset, and he pressed down his inner emotions, showing a natural smile on his face as much as possible, saying: "It's okay...say...you're so good..."

　　An Bulang said happily: "Basic operation, except that some people who do not have long eyes want to kill me, ordinary people still know how to get along with people like me."

　　Hong Lin's long legs shuddered insignificantly, keeping a smile: "Well... rest assured, seeing your peerless heroism, even people who don't have long eyes will definitely have long eyes!"

　　 This is actually the truth of Hong Lin'er.

　　Since An Bulang broke the blood refining Raksha formation, she has been conquered by An Bulang.

　　 After the conversation, An Bulang used some kind of shielding technique, which did not let her hear.

But she saw that An Bulang was talking and laughing with a group of Shenhai gangsters. In the end, the eyes of the group of Shenhai gangsters looked at An Bulang with full of expectation, and even showed some kind of respect and fanaticism, which was amazing... …

　　 This is definitely the look of a big brother!

　　Hong Lin'er is so stupid that he doesn't dare to think of An Bulang anymore.

　　 Yes, even if she restores her original combat power, she will probably become an honest person. The situation has been completely reversed. Although An Bulang does not know her depth, she also does not know the depth of An Bulang.

　　 And calm background...

　　 Shulin Honglin bluntly said that she did not dare to think about it.

　　 This is also one of the important reasons why she dispelled the idea of ​​An Bulang.

　　 As for the revenge of her stupid sister Ruby Demon King, can't she report it at the expense of her life?

　　 "Brother Lang, where are we next?" Hong Liner whispered softly and said with a sly expression.

　　An Bulang smiled: "Before the younger brother, the younger brother called, and now I am your brother?"

　　Hong Liner's red lips were light, and she smiled and said: "The cultivator, the one with the highest realm can be longer. You are much better than me. What if I call you brother?"

　　 "The elite is the best? It makes sense...but I actually prefer another title..." An Bulang thought for a while and then said.

　　The beautiful eyes of Hong Lin'er smiled, and a bird looked like a person, with a clear voice: "Which name do you like? I can call you."

　　An Bulang nodded and said: "Then you call it a bully."

　　Hong Lin'er: "?????"

　　 The woman's smile was a little frozen

　　 Then, his face became pale.

　　An Bulang still looked at the pretty girl beside her with expectation.

　　Hong Lin'er felt the expectant gaze, and his scalp was tingling. She had wanted to follow An Bulang's words in order to increase her feelings and ease the atmosphere, but in the end, An Bulang asked her to dominate? !

　　 It’s... scalp tingling!

　　 There are ten thousand trees in the forest, and there are thousands of faces in the red forest. Rao Shihong Lin'er is a goblin who likes to play with people's hearts, and can switch freely in various states. It is also a little caught by An Bulang's surprise...

An Bulang looked at the woman who was in a daze, opened her mouth, and didn't know what to say. She felt contented for a while and knew that her mischief was working. A triumphant smile appeared on her face. She turned and walked forward, feeling particularly happy. .

　　Sample, just do that, do you want to tease me?

　　 "Ba Pa..."

　　 One is as sweet as a yellow warbler.

　　 also contains some kind of shame and outgoing emotion sound, sounded behind him.

　　An Bulang paused, his brain was blank, and turned to look at the woman behind him.

Hong Lin'er's face was crimson, and a pair of beautiful apricot eyes met An Bulang's gaze, and she immediately looked to other places. Slender, jade-like fingers were curling up the hair strands scattered on her shoulders, seeming to be anxious. Under the blood of the sky, it is like a fire...

　　An Bulang saw this look of the girl, stunned for a while, suspected that she had auditory hallucinations, and said, "Did you... just said something?"

　　Hong Lin'er looked back at An Bulang, biting his red lips tightly, and seemed a little angry, but his voice blurted out: "Ba Pa!"

　　An Bu Lang: "..."

　　Hong Lin'er: "..."

　　 The two looked at each other speechlessly.

　　An Bulang's heart suddenly felt strange, and the atmosphere was a little strange.

　　 Hong Lin's inner emotions are even stranger. After overcoming the huge emotional barrier for the first time and the second time afterwards, it seems that it is not so difficult to talk about. On the contrary...

　　Hong Lin'er seemed a little confused when she saw An Bulang, as if she had seized any chance.

　　 "Ba Pa!"

　　The girl yelled again, her red lips rose, and she spoke again actively and violently like a demonstration.

　　 "His..." An Bulang shuddered and his scalp tingled.

　　 "Well, daughter, well." The teenager eased away and rubbed Hong Lin'er's head lovingly.

　　 That fiery red hair was not soft to the touch, but rather a bit tough and hot.

　　Hong Lin'er was shaken by An Bulang's head, but then she caught the unnatural appearance of An Bulang's action, so...

　　 "Ba Pa..."

　　 Hong Lin'er suddenly said crisply, a pair of beautiful apricot eyes innocent and pure, staring straight at An Bulang.

　　An Bulang touched his head, "..."

　　 "Okay, don't stop calling, you still call brother..."

　　An Bulang took the initiative to defeat.

However, Hong Lin'er, who seized a certain advantage, saw the appearance of a man, not only did he not stop, but instead called more excited: "No, you let me call you a bully before, now you can repent? Baba, Ba Ba, Ba Ba..."

　　 Hong Lin'er's voice was crisp, and he cried with emotion.

　　An Bulang couldn't carry it, turned around and left.

As a result, Hong Lin'er was like a happy bird, trotting to catch up, grabbed the teenager's sleeve, and smiled beautifully, but his mouth was full of tiger and wolf words: "Ba Pa, Pa Ba, Ba Ba! Ba Why are you ignoring me?"

　　 "Don't stop fooling around!" An Bulang couldn't take it anymore.

　　 How did the style of painting become some kind of strange role-playing?

　　Hong Lin'er walked with his long legs, and his voice was soft with a little girl's coquettishness, saying: "Hee hee, I don't want it! Where is the bully?"

　　An Bulang doesn't want to talk.

　　Hong Lin'er is still arrogantly arrogant.

　　She felt that she had won, and she had been pressed by An Bulang, and finally found a vent to fight back.

　　Hum, sample, just like this, still want to suppress your sister?

　　 I'm going to call you a tyrant, I'm panicking and my legs are soft!

and many more……

　　 I have always called him to dominate, is it a loss or a profit?

　　Hong Lin'er suddenly realized this very serious matter.

　　Although she is called Anbulangba, on the surface, she has the upper hand, shouting that the other party is in a panic and occupying a high emotional position, but in fact, Anbulang is a bully...

　　Hong Lin'er was at a loss.

　　 Why did she yell at her for so many times?

　　 Damn, she is the noblest and proudest demon star for thousands of years! How can you call this boy in front of you so shamelessly? !

　　 But seeing An Bulang's unbearable appearance.

　　 Some inexplicable emotional impulse is encouraging Hong Lin'er to continue to shout Anbulangba and continue to suppress Anbulang.

　　 After all, she had been bullied and repressed by An Bulang before, and she suffocated the woman.

　　 "Ba Pa, are we going to find out now?" Hong Lin'er began to cry again.

　　 She feels not ashamed anymore, but has a special feeling.

　　An Bulang is still too lazy to speak, but his face is a little weird.

　　I don’t know why, he listened, and suddenly felt that this title is not so shameful. Not only that, but also a special feeling...

　　 "Ba Pa, did you know the position of the exit from those patriarchs' mouths?"

　　An Bulang was a little comfortable to hear, but still said with a straight face: "If you shout like this again, believe it or not, I will fly to the sky and throw you away?"

Hong Lin'er's expression on An Bulang didn't seem to be a joke. UU reading www.uukanshu.com had to grieve and said, "Well... If you don't call, don't call, can you answer my question? Brother Blang..."

　　 She is not the kind of girl who doesn't understand size, knowing that it is enough.

　　 also knows that her fate is still controlled by An Bulang.

　　 She seems to have no other advantage except to call a few more tyrants to find some places...

Ah, what a pain to comprehend! !

　　 An Bulang was relieved and said: "Thank goodness, you finally know that shame!"

　　 "Oh, I grew up learning from three virtues and four virtues. How come I don't know how shameful?" Hong Liner crossed his waist.

　　An Bulang looked at the goblin whose character and emotions were able to switch freely in front of her.

　　Hong Lin'er smiled and raised his chin: "Of course, my three subordinates and four virtues never lose money, never reason, never refuse to lose. I can't fight, I can't scold, I can't say, I can't mess!"

　　 stunned for a while before being laughed at.

　　 "Well, you three obediences... I believe!"

　　Hong Lin'er walked towards An Bulang with a light step, he smiled and said: "So, again, you can tell me the previous question now?"

　　An Bulang nodded.

　　I don't know why, the tension between the two was no longer the tension and suspicion before, and it became easier and more comfortable, just like an old friend.

　　 This is a wonderful reaction.

　　 And this changed.

　　 started with the bully called by Hong Lin'er...