The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

Sang Jian retracted his hand, sat up straight from the Taishi chair, and pressed his shoulder with one hand, pretending to be: We just said... we can't be spiritual practitioners, we can learn other things, right?

So is there really no way? Yun Xian only heard her say that he couldn't be a spiritual practitioner, which meant that he was really a useless person!

There is a way. You can do it when you are an adult. Sang Jian sighed: You are young now and cannot bear the effects of the medicine. I can teach you something else.

I thought this statement was foolproof, but I didn't expect Yun Xian to say seriously: I am an adult.

Huh? Sang Jian's eyes widened.

Yun Xian said: You are considered an adult when you turn fifteen. It just passed a few days ago.

Um?

Sang Jian was a little confused.

In ancient times, a man with a weak hairpin was twenty years old, and a woman with a hairpin was only fifteen years old!

One Yuan is based on the requirements of modern eighteen-year-old adults.

She thought that this world was different from ordinary ancient times. After all, it was a fantasy world.

I didn’t expect it to be so different!

Does a man become an adult at fifteen? !

So what does Yiyuan mean when he says that his memory will be unblocked when he reaches adulthood at the age of eighteen?

Don't ask me, I don't know, that's how the plot is written. Yiyuan replied promptly.

He took another look at the plot.

Oh, it just said that the memory will be unblocked when you are eighteen years old, but it did not say that you are an adult at the age of eighteen.

He got the idea first.

Sang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, You must have seen something wrong, right?

Ahem! Yiyuan retorted: I don't have one!

Sang Jian: ... With such a big reaction, he must have seen it wrong.

Fortunately, she was wrong, otherwise she would have thought that someone was up to something.

Sang Jian took a deep breath, and Yun Xian, who was squatting next to her, looked at her expectantly.

That look seemed to tell her that she was an adult and could bear it!

Sang Jian couldn't help but raised her hand and touched his head, It's like this... your adulthood is different from the one I told you...

Sang Jian paused for a moment, thinking about what excuse to use to fool him.

After about two seconds, she opened her eyes and lied, It will take three years for your bones to be completely formed, you know? They are still too fragile and cannot withstand the torment. Let me teach you something else first.

No way...the skeleton is almost fifteen years old...

Yun Xian opened his mouth to refute something.

Sanjian suddenly took the hand on top of his head and pinched his chin, forcing him to look up at her.

She said word by word: I said, let me teach you something else first!

She said it several times, but this guy deliberately ignored her words, right?

Yun Xian looked at her innocently, pursed his lips and said nothing.

What? Do you look down on physical and sword cultivators? Or do you look down on talisman cultivators? Sang asked expressionlessly.

Yunxian said softly: These all require spiritual energy.

But his muscles and veins are blocked, so any cultivation is useless.

Then you just look down on me. Sang Jian let go of his chin, I said I can teach, I can teach. Do you want to learn?

If the fantasy method doesn't work, then teach him the martial arts method. As long as there is air, it doesn't matter if there is aura or not.

Learn! Yun Xian responded without hesitation.

As long as you can teach, you can learn anything.

Sang Jian nodded, lay down on the chair again, and pointed to an open space, Go and do horse-stepping. Do you know horse-stepping?

Yes. Yun Xian stood up immediately and set up his horse next to Sang Jian, not even going to where Sang Jian pointed.

Sang Jian glanced at him, Bend your knees! Don't spread your legs so wide! Tsk...raise your hands!

This kid knows a lot of shit!