Chapter Eighty-Three: The Jade-Faced Demon
"Brother An, do you like An Ran? She is indeed a good girl, beautiful, and good-tempered, I am willing to pull the strings for you-" After dinner, Mi Piaoxue specially asked An Lina to accompany her for a walk in the yard.
"Don't talk nonsense! she's just a clerk in the shop, and I'm the shopkeeper—"
"Brother An, don't let go of the person you like! Uncle Anyang is now the manager of the handicraft workshop, and you are also half the boss of Meihuaxuan, although you are a little older than An Ran, but I think older people will hurt people more! It's rare for you to meet a girl you like, you don't care about other things, leave everything to me! You just tell me if you like her or not?"
"I ...... I like Enron a little, but I heard that there is only this girl in her family, and her parents and brother love her very much, so I don't think she will marry me, and follow me back to Mel Town......"
"How do you know if you don't ask? Even if her family is reluctant to let An Ran go back to Meier Town with you, there is still Meihuaxuan in our national capital, you can be responsible for taking care of the shops in the national capital, I am mainly here to wait for Xuan'er, if Xuan'er and I recognize each other, I will definitely take him home, if you are willing, this Meihuaxuan will be handed over to you! Brother An, don't worry, I will help you facilitate this matter. ”
Mi Piaoxue sent Tony and Jila to inquire about Enron's situation, the little girl and the people in the shop have a very good relationship, Mi Piaoxue observed for a few days, looking at her not far from Alina, a little unsure of whether Enron likes him, and is afraid that she will suddenly scare her, and then quit her job, so try to create opportunities for them to get along more.
"Mu Ran, I think Xuan'er is a little wrong! In the past few days, he has been on the battlefield and killed more people than any soldier, and I see that his eyes have turned red when he kills people! What do you think?" An Connie and An Muran used the human skin mask given by An Fei, mixed in the soldiers who were fighting, they have always been not far from An Mingxuan, the war has been four days old, An Mingxuan is more and more excited, licking the blood that bursts on his lips from time to time, in just a few days, An Mingxuan has been nicknamed on the battlefield - jade-faced madman! What is this what a four-year-old should do?
"Xuan'er eats like a normal person on weekdays, but I think he is afraid that he will be bloodthirsty like us! What's more, he tried human blood, we must not let this child grow crooked, what is this An Biqi going to do?" An Muran followed An Mingxuan, who had been rushing forward to kill, brandishing a long knife in his hand, and said worriedly.
"You say he can suck human blood? We blood people also suck human blood, but my Xuan'er must not!
"I see that if we continue to fight like this, the war will end in a few days, and now that An Biqi and the archmage are watching, we almost don't even have a chance to talk to Xuan'er, wait, wait until we return to the palace and make plans." ”
"Xuan'er, I let you do your best, but I didn't let you be so cruel! Do you feel anything uncomfortable in your body?" The sky was getting dark, General Li sent someone to blow the horn, the two armies slowly withdrew, An Mingxuan walked into the tent with a body of blood, An Biqi sat on the chair and looked at An Mingxuan coldly.
"Master, I'm just killing up, and the methods are a little intense, but for some reason, I can't control myself when I see blood...... I'll pay attention to it tomorrow-" Seeing An Biqi's cold eyes, An Mingxuan calmed down suddenly.
"What's wrong with you?"
"No, I just feel empowered!"
"Give me your wrist and I'll take your pulse. An Biqi saw that An Mingxuan's pupils had turned red, and she looked a little weird on her handsome face.
"The pulse is fine, hurry up and change your clothes, take a shower, and don't go to the battlefield tomorrow! I taught you martial arts for my teacher, so that you can serve the country and avenge your parents! But I don't want you to be so cruel, you can be killed with a sword, you have to cut it a dozen times, don't eat dinner today, calm down!" An Biqi walked out of the tent after speaking.
"Xuan'er's pulse is disordered, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, I think he may have an accident-" Ambiqi went to the archmage's tent and whispered.
"I think he is just cruel on the battlefield, but his martial arts are progressing very quickly, and even the spells are handy, why is his pulse wrong?"
"He grew up with me since he was a child, I do know him very well, this kid is a kind-hearted person on weekdays, although his martial arts are good, and he has learned spells, but he has never bullied others, he used to go to the battlefield, and always used spells to stun the enemy, this time I think he is a little wrong! He has been strong since he was a child, but now it seems that he is a little uncontrollable! Could it be that he is like a blood clansman, bloodthirsty?"
"We also tested blood when he was a child, he didn't like to drink blood, I think he is no different from humans except that he is physically tough and fast-"
"When he was little, we all used animal blood to tempt, and now it's human blood—"
"What? You said Xuan'er likes human blood?"
Both of them were silent, they still know more or less about the legend of the blood people, the blood people are a bloodthirsty race, but the blood people of the rest country never suck human blood, they only need fifteen a month, suck the blood of large animals, and never do anything to harm the people, if they really raise a demon who sucks human blood, I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse?
The two men glanced at each other, their eyes full of horror.
"Yasen, is there another fight outside? Master won't let me go to the battlefield today, I feel very irritable-" Yasen, as An Mingxuan's personal attendant, also came to the battlefield with him, he grew up watching An Mingxuan, and the recent changes in An Mingxuan made him shudder.
"Young master, I think our country of peace will definitely win! As long as you go to the battlefield in the past few days, the enemy will not dare to step forward at all, but will desperately retreat, but young master, I am a little afraid of you now, I don't want you to become like this-" This is the first time Yasen has spoken his heart to An Ming.
"Did I become very scary? I knew that I was a little cruel on the battlefield, but when I came, Master specially instructed me not to be as cowardly as before, and after killing the enemy, I felt very excited! All the moves and spells I had learned were integrated at once! I also want to learn kung fu as soon as possible to avenge my parents!"
"But the young master...... When you came back, even your eyes were red, and you were really scared—"
"My eyes are all red? Is it really like their legendary killing red eyes? Yasen, you help me take out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and I want to write a few meditation mantras to calm myself down! Although I am burdened with a sea of blood and hatred, I don't want to become an emotionless murderer! I know that I am wrong, I will control myself!" An Mingxuan slowly suppressed his excited heart and began to write one stroke at a time, Yasen saw that An Mingxuan was finally calm, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.