The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

When his arm was grabbed, Yun Xian reacted extremely quickly and withdrew his hand, rolling and crawling to stand up from the ground.

The next second, his legs softened and he knelt directly on the ground.

Hey~ I can't do it, I can't do it...

Sang Jian waved to him quickly, I'm giving you such a big gift just after we met. Do you recognize my identity? Do you want to become a disciple? Isn't it too soon?

Yunxian: ?

He just ran away for a night, was injured again, and saw a strange person, so his whole body was a little weak.

But judging from Sang Jian's tone, she didn't seem to have any ill intentions.

Yun Xian couldn't help but look up at him.

This sight made him immediately lower his head in fear.

I bumped into... I bumped into a ghost!

Sang Jian's hair was very long and knotted everywhere, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of black mud, which made him look a little disgusting.

The clothes on his body had been soaked in blood for thousands of years, and the original color could no longer be seen clearly.

Even so, apart from the smell of moisture, there was no other unpleasant smell in the cave.

If a person is so dirty and has no smell on his body, then he is not a normal person!

Yes, when he ran over just now, he saw that this was a mausoleum?

Yun Xian immediately clasped his hands together and knelt down, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Ancestor, I didn't mean it. I'm also a disciple of the Qianfeng Sect. I...

He was mumbling something in his mouth with a strong desire to survive.

Sang Jian sighed lightly and simply sat on the ground, Since you sincerely kneel to me, then I will accept you as my disciple.

Yunxian: ?

Are they talking about the same thing?

Of course not the same thing!

Sang Jian deliberately brought the topic to this point.

Stabilize him first.

In the original world, the original owner used Yun Xian to help him draw his sword as an excuse to let him stay with her. Since she didn't need him to draw his sword, she naturally had to find another excuse.

Seeing Sang talking to himself, Yun Xian felt a little suspicious.

Before he came to Qianfeng Sect, he had heard a story about Sang Jian, the founder of Qianfeng Sect.

I heard that she was suppressed by the Demon Lord in the back of Qianfeng Sect...could this dirty woman in front of her be...?

Okay, kid, take me out quickly.

Sang Jian didn't give Yun Xian a chance to think. He reached out and grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

Yun Xian now looks like he is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he is at the age of youth and ignorance.

He was held in Sang Mian's hand and blinked in confusion.

You...can't you get out?

Yes. Sang Jian said seriously, I have been sealed here for many years.

This sentence shocked Yun Xian!

She is indeed the ancestor of Sang Jian!

I...I...I don't know how to get out... Yun Xian suddenly became nervous.

In the past, when he was in the sect, he didn't even dare to take a second look at the elders and leaders, but now he directly meets his ancestors.

The span is a little wider.

Which elder do you belong to now? Did he teach you martial arts? Sang Jian asked.

Speaking of this, Yun Xian felt a little embarrassed, Outer disciples are still working hard...

Sang Jian was a little surprised, Can outer disciples also enter here now?

No, no... I broke in here accidentally.

Didn't mean to break the rules.

Sang Jian looked at his honest look and raised his lips slightly.

Yun Xian before her memory awakened was really easy to fool.

I see you have so many injuries. Are you being bullied and running here to hide?

Hmm... Yun Xian responded weakly.