They all want to be my heroine

"In this case, I really don't know much about casting, so I can only let Chen Xi teach you... Then, after Yan'er, you finish attending the auction, can you and I get close to each other again?"

"Uh, okay."

"Good boy~"

As she spoke, Fairy Jialan touched Yanzhen's eight-year-old little head again. She could tell that she was in a good mood just by the movements of her hands.

Rang Yanzhen was very troubled. It wasn't that he didn't like the Holy Lord Master, but he felt that her "motherly love" for him seemed a bit morbid.

Normally, who would specially make him smaller and hold him in his arms as a warm baby?

It was obviously not like this in her previous life, but it changed after her rebirth. Obviously, the problem appeared during the period after her rebirth.

——Could it be that he was stimulated by the beautiful master?I remember they had a fight before.

"Yan'er, have you finished the remaining milk cakes? Heaven and earth support all things, and monks like us must not waste food."

Fairy Jialan said something habitually, picked up Yanzhen's leftover cakes and fed him, and after eating a piece, she fed him tea.

Although the ingredients of the milk cake are a bit strange, it is indeed delicious. In addition, Yanzhen is used to eating this, so he did not resist and ate it up quickly.

After eating, Yan Zhen felt that the profound energy in his body surged involuntarily, as if he had eaten an eighth-level mysterious pill.

The Holy Milk is really tonic. The Holy Lord Master doesn't seem to know how to control the level. He doesn't seem to be familiar with it yet. He probably just learned it recently.

I learned it just for him.

Yan Zhen was suddenly touched in his heart. After recalling it carefully, he found that he seemed to be a little cold towards the Holy Master.

Although the "reunion" hadn't been long, it was always the Holy Master who took the initiative to find him, help him with special training, and came to comfort him during the Seven Peaks Battle.

However, Yan Zhen never went to say hello or send greetings. He was not a qualified disciple at all.

Now that I have accepted her as my teacher, I should do my duty as a disciple and give her the minimum intimacy, respect, love and care.

Upon thinking of this, Yan Zhen straightened his expression, gently twisted his petite body, turned around in the arms of the Holy Master, and raised his head to look at her.

Fairy Jialan was a little puzzled:

"What's wrong, Yan'er?"

Yan Zhen scratched his cheek, then took the initiative to hug the Holy Master's waist and said shyly:

"Holy Master, thank you for your hard work. You specially made cakes for me to eat."

Hearing this and looking at his shy, cute little appearance, Fairy Jialan's heart melted, and her golden eyes revealed a strong maternal brilliance.

"Yan'er~~~" Fairy Jialan hugged Yanzhen, as if to integrate him into her body, and lowered her head slightly, looking at him with infinite love: "If you like to eat, I will Do it every day.”

——Ah, if you eat this every day, I won’t be able to make up for it.

"It's good to try dim sum once in a while. You'll get tired of eating it every day."

"That's right. Yan'er is more thoughtful."

"Right now I feel my whole body's profound energy is restless. Can the Holy Master Master call someone from Lotus Root to come over and have a fight with me?"

"Yan'er wants to vent his profound energy, right? Then let me join you in sparring?"

"It's better not to do it. I definitely can't defeat the Holy Lord Master. There's no point in being tortured the whole time."

"You kid...Okay, I'll ask the Lotus Root Man to come over and fight you."

After burning a stick of incense, Yan Zhen calmed down the restlessness of his profound energy, but his meridians were still very swollen, and he might not be able to refine them within two or three days.

After all, he is only in the Xuanzun realm, and these four flavors totaling eight milk cakes are a great supplement for a strong Xuanzun.

After the battle, Yan Zhen asked the Holy Master to restore him to his original state, then took out a small platinum box from the storage ring, handed it to her, and said shyly:

"Holy Master, this is my little thought, I hope you can accept it."

"Is this a gift for me?" Fairy Jialan was quite surprised and took the platinum box: "Can you open it and take a look?"

"Please."

"I'm very curious about what Yan'er will give me."

Fairy Jialan opened the lid of the box, and a ray of platinum light rose from inside. It stopped until it was at eye level with her, and it floated there in an orderly manner.

Facing the saint, a mere fifth-level mysterious weapon would not dare to take advantage of him.

The white gold brilliance gradually converged, revealing its true form - a bracelet with a white lotus carved on it, and the whole thing looked like a large lotus ring.

Fairy Jialan has no other accessories except the gift ring, because her beauty can be said to be alluring, and her brilliance is more dazzling than the sun. Any decoration is superfluous, and her natural makeup has turned all living beings upside down.

She herself didn't like such external things, but at this moment she was a little attracted to this white lotus bracelet. She stretched out her jade hand to gently hold it up and looked at it carefully.

"Did you personally refine this, Yan'er?"

"Yes, but I am already very skilled and there is no problem with the workmanship." Yan Zhen explained: "I see that the Holy Lord Master has nothing, so I want to decorate it for you. If you don't like it, forget it and wait for me to practice it later. Come up with a better mysterious weapon and give it to the Holy Master."

"How could you not like it? This is what you refined for me, Yan'er. I like it very much."

Fairy Jialan fastened the white lotus bracelet directly on her left wrist. The white bracelet body almost blended into her slender wrist, with only a few white gold lines more conspicuous.

"This is my first time wearing this. Is it inappropriate? Yan'er, what do you think?"

As she spoke, she shook her wrist.

Yan Zhen said without thinking:

"It looks very good. The Holy Master is respectful and has a good temperament. He looks good on anything he wears."

This is the truth. He is not a professional jeweler. The rings and bracelets he made are not as exquisite as imagined. It is the wearer who adds brilliance to them.

Not only the Holy Lord Master, but also Cai Lian, Meng Yuxuan, Meng'er and Xian'er are the same. Because they have outstanding appearance and extraordinary temperament, they look even more shining and beautiful after wearing the ring.

"The little mouth is so sweet, then I will accept this bracelet." Fairy Jialan touched Yan Zhen's little head, and the corners of her mouth raised a rare slight arc: "Good Yan'er, you are thoughtful."

Yan Zhen chuckled. Originally, he planned to wait for a while and get to know the Holy Master before giving it to her.

However, after this incident, the distance between the two seemed to have become much closer.

Frankness is the best way to communicate between people. If you keep holding back what you say, who knows what you are thinking?

Of course, it’s not good to be too honest, because people won’t know how to say no.

Obviously, the masters in the novels all like to play riddles, saying "Secrets must not be leaked" when talking, which makes people want to slap him/her several times, but the Holy Lord Master does the opposite, saying whatever he wants, and even saying it. An irresistible temper?

"Holy Master, I'm going back first."

"Go ahead. Cultivation is important, but you can't forget to care for the people around you. Concubine She is about to give birth, so she may be anxious. As a husband, Yan'er, you should pay more attention."

"Uh-huh."

Yan Zhen responded repeatedly, and ran away quickly to prevent her from continuing to preach.

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First more.

Bracelet = large ring.

Ring = shrunken bracelet.

38 The flames are still rolling, Shui Bailan is worried

Yan Zhen returned to the room directly through the space portal, opened the door and walked out.

Long Ying was sleeping as always. Anyway, she was basically sleeping when he was away. The key point was that her aura was obviously stronger. It seemed that she had risen to the stars during his retreat.

——I can only say 9, because 6 is turned over!

Yan Zhen squeezed the lemon, then knocked on Cai Lian's door, who quickly opened the door and welcomed him in.

What surprised Yan Zhen was that Cai Lian had also been promoted and was already a six-star Xuanzong!

——Are you stimulated by Xian'er?

However, Yan Zhen didn't say anything, he just gave his wife a long French kiss, then hugged her and talked about love.

Cai Lian seems to be very arrogant, with a cold and arrogant appearance, but in fact she has a soft ear, and she becomes obedient after saying a few nice words.

At least in front of him.

"Has it started to rise?"

"Not yet."

"If it goes up, tell me."

"Why are you thinking about this?"

"I don't care about you."

"Stop it."

"Cai Lian~"

Yan Zhen kissed her again, making her pregnant wife excited and shy.

In the midst of their whispers, Princess Yan suddenly woke up. After hearing the greasy love words between her father and mother, she made a sound.

Yan Zhen laughed and passed by, but Cai Lian immediately put on a serious face and returned to the posture of a cold lady, obviously not wanting to lose her majesty in front of her daughter.

As the delivery date approaches day by day and the fetus matures day by day, Cai Lian becomes increasingly unable to suppress her daughter. The effects of both the Snake Jue and the Anti-fetal Pill are greatly reduced. Yan Yan in her belly is very energetic, chirping. Non-stop, this and that.

Cai Lian hadn't seen her husband for more than half a month, and she was filled with longing for her. When she heard him say some love words, she felt dizzy and sweet, but her silly daughter unexpectedly came out to cause trouble. Now she was about to I despise it as much as I despise it.

"You talk a lot, how is your cultivation going? If you don't practice hard, you won't be able to catch up with Ling'er after birth, but don't blame me for not reminding you."

"I have worked very hard, and I am guaranteed to be in the Mysterious Realm after birth!"

"Ling'er must have reached the Xuanshi realm when he was born."

"Really or not? Mother and concubine know how to lie~"

"Ling'er's divine soul is naturally powerful. She was born in the true realm of the divine soul in her previous life. Now that your Aunt Zi is pregnant with her in advance, then in half, the manifested realm of the divine soul is the Xuan Master realm, right?"

"..."

——It seems to make sense.

So Yanyan had no choice but to become the king of scrolls because she wanted to be a good sister who could protect her younger sister.

After finally letting her little ancestor settle down, Cai Lian breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the weird look on Yan Zhen's face, she coughed to cover up her embarrassment.

The good atmosphere was completely ruined by that little cotton-padded jacket that leaked air.

Cai Lian made a note for her stupid daughter in the little notebook in her heart, which represented the number of times that girl's butt blossomed as she grew up.

"You go visit the other sisters. I'm tired."

Naturally, Yan Zhen would not agree and leave. Instead, he got tired of his wife for a while, helped her lie down, kissed her again, and then left, going to Long Ying's room.

Seeing her lying on the bed, with a small bubble coming out of her nose, which became larger and smaller as she breathed, Yan Zhen couldn't help but poke it with his finger.

With a snap, the small bubble burst, and Long Ying opened her eyes drowsily, looking like she was sleepwalking.

"Yan Zhenzhen?"

Yan Zhen touched her head:

"You are dreaming, keep sleeping, or you will be eaten by a big pig's hooves when you wake up."

Long Ying let out a dull sigh, closed her eyes again, and fell asleep, with small bubbles full of joy popping out of her nose again.

Yan Zhen couldn't help but smile, and left a bottle of Five-Spice King Beast Pill beside her bed, which was delicious and tonic.

After walking out of Jiayan Cave, Yanzhen came to Yuhua Cave next door.

Instructor Yuxuan and Aunt Shui Bailan were both practicing. The two of them were one of water and one of ice, and the temperature of the entire cave had dropped.

Just when he was about to leave, the huge ice profound power suddenly stagnated, and then slowly retreated, so Yan Zhen knocked on Aunt Shui Bailan's door.

After a while, the door opened, and the intellectual beauty with white hair, blue skirt, and silver-rimmed glasses showed her head. When she saw that the visitor was Yan Zhen, her beautiful eyes under the lenses lit up and she said happily:

"Yan Zhen, are you out of seclusion? Xuan'er is still practicing. Do you want to come in and sit down?"

Yan Zhen took it easy and generously took Aunt Shui Bailan's waist, walked into her room, and closed the door smoothly.

The two came to the table and sat down. Shui Bailan picked up the teapot and poured two cups of ice tea, one for herself and one for Yan Zhen.

"Try it. It's made according to the recipe you mentioned. I think it tastes good."

Yan Zhen took a sip and found that it was Xuanshui Lemon Tea, which was ice cold, sour and sweet, quite good.

“A very nostalgic taste.”