Star Iron, but the amount of animation

Following his intuition, An Jing found Bai Lu's location quite easily.

This is where the convenience of patrolling comes into play: a powerful and accurate intuition that can be applied to almost anything.

An Jing didn't know whether other hunting envoys had this ability, but he enjoyed using it anyway.

You will never accidentally lose a small item in a corner and not be able to find it. You don’t have to rack your brain to recall it, you can find it by just flipping it over.

It’s almost the same to find people and directions, very convenient.

He didn't go through the main gate, but jumped onto the small wall beside the yard, ready to see what Bai Lu was doing.

There were three people standing in the yard, one was Bai Lu, and the other could be considered an acquaintance.

One of the Six Imperial Lords of Luofu, currently the Alchemy Director, Yunhua.

As for the other one, the boy had no impression of him at all.

A brown-haired girl named Chiming, who looks a little older than Bailu, but it is hard to say who is older between the two.

No one knew if it was because of the peculiar way Bai Lu was born, or because she was stained with his blood, but in any case, this dragon girl grew much slower than the ordinary members of the Chiming clan.

Ordinary Chiming at her age should have the body shape of a budding teenager or girl. Some who matured earlier, like Dan Heng, might have the body shape of a young man. However, Bailu always looked like a little girl who was no different from the day she was born, and her personality was as innocent as ever.

Alas, I don’t know when she will really grow up…

An Jing really wanted to release it as soon as possible.

Just like Danheng.

That person was very reassuring. An Jing felt that he could release her directly after she was released from prison and he didn't need to worry about her at all.

Volume 1: Chapter 227: No Feeling

"Lunch should be balanced. Two smoked meat burgers and a cup of milk tea are the best choice to cure heart disease and keep a happy mood!"

"Remember the teachings of Long Zun."

The girl's cheerful face suddenly fell a little: "Danzhu, I told you to just call me Bailu. It's uncomfortable to hear Longzun or something like that!"

"I understand, Lord Bailu."

"Take away the adults too~"

Bai Lu walked alone in front, with her arms raised high, spinning like a top.

The girl she called Danzhu just smiled faintly but did not answer.

She was suddenly stunned, but before she could say anything, Bai Lu had already bumped into her.

The girl, who was jumping and spinning as she was moving forward, bumped into something and suddenly stopped.

Bai Lu was confused and turned her head away in confusion. She clearly remembered that there was nothing blocking the way.

Suddenly, a pair of hands reached out and tightly grasped the two small dragon horns on her head, and then a pretentious fierce voice followed.

"How dare you walk without looking at the road, little thing!"

Danzhu's eyes narrowed, and she was about to step forward and speak, but the next moment she saw Lord Longzun, who had a personality like a little devil, jumped up with a smile on his face, and hung himself on that man, not caring at all that he was holding the dragon horn of her Chiming clan, which would never let anyone touch easily.

"Brother An Jing!"

The little girl cried out in a crisp voice and rubbed her face against An Jing's belly.

"Yeah, I'm here."

The ferocity on the boy's face was completely erased, transformed into a hint of gentleness. The shadows of the leaves above his head covered most of his face, with the corners of his mouth raised in it, calm and gentle.

Danzhu swallowed his words and stood aside obediently, trying not to disturb them.

"Alright, alright, stop rubbing."

An Jing grabbed her face and told her to stop.

The boy felt a little emotional.

I never thought that one day I would feel my stomach being constantly pressed by something hard.

If someone with a less than ideal physique came over and was rubbed so hard by her, he would probably be ripped open by the dragon horn.

"Ok."

Bai Lu stopped with some reluctance.

An Jing picked her up, supporting her hips with his arms so that the girl's chin could rest on his shoulders.

"Have you had any troubles recently?"

Bai Lu's big eyes rolled around and she answered loudly: "Yes!"

Seeing her like this, the boy knew there was no need to ask any more questions.

"Hahaha, that's good to have."

An Jing laughed and turned his gaze to the third person who was still standing there.

"Who is this?"

"Her name is Danzhu! She is Sister Yunhua's disciple!"

Before Danzhu could speak, Bai Lu had already answered and gave a brief introduction of her.

The girl greeted with a faint smile.

"Greetings, Master An Jing."

Although she was not as cheerful as Bai Lu, and her behavior showed that she was a lady, the curiosity and innocence in her eyes revealed that she was probably not very old.

"You're welcome. If you don't mind, just call me Bai Lu the same way."

"Okay, Brother An Jing."

For some reason, Danzhu did not refuse and actually used this title, which made Bailu unhappy.

"No, no, no!"

"Why are you so stingy?"

"It's just not allowed!"

"Hehe, you have no say!"

The boy held the girl and walked forward noisily. Danzhu would occasionally interject a few words, but most of the time he could only follow and listen.

Somehow, she suddenly felt a little envious.

Lord Longzun...you are living a very happy life...

............

......

After the three of them had lunch, An Jing sent Bai Lu back to Dandingsi, and then it was time to retreat.

Although Bai Lu was obviously very reluctant, there was nothing she could do about the boy except sulking by herself.

At most, she would just say a few harsh words, like "I don't like you anymore" or "Big idiot", which sounded more like a spoiled child than a curse - no, she was just being a spoiled child, right?

After that, I have to go see Dan Heng.

An Jing sighed.

Why are you so busy?

Counting the days, I have to pay my grain tax to Jingyuan tonight.

Alas, I’m not going!

Although he likes to make friends whenever he has nothing to do, he still gets bored sometimes and has to slow down.

Complaints are fine, but things still need to be done.

Following the spiral path that he had walked hundreds of times in his memory, he descended to the bottom of the prison, activated the mechanism with ease, and opened the stone door.

Walking into the cell, the scene inside was completely different from before.

Rather than calling it a prison cell, it seems more appropriate to describe it as a secret place.

The originally monotonous and cold stone wall was now covered with various vegetation and vines, and edible fruits of various shapes and types were grown on it.

The original large flat was converted into a three-bedroom, one-living room apartment. Perhaps hearing the sound of the stone door opening, a girl sat on the "sofa" in the living room, looking at the boy with sparkling eyes.

"coming."

An Jing greeted him casually, then walked to the "sofa" and sat down.

Glancing at Dan Heng, who was sitting next to him like a lady, he saw the miniature version of his doll still in her arms and sighed inwardly.

He didn't know when it started, but the seed he gave to the girl had no other appearance except this doll.

Every time An Jing came over, he could see this thing in her arms.

The boy really didn't know what to do.

He really didn't understand why Dan Heng's feelings for him progressed so quickly - or rather, he was not willing to understand.

An Jing has been very deliberate in controlling it.

When he used to hang out with Yunshang Wuxiao and the others, they usually joked around nonstop and didn't shy away from telling dirty jokes. They would flirt and chat whenever they had nothing to do.

When chatting with Dan Heng now, basically any topic that has anything to do with love is not touched upon. The conversation is often dry, with each side only saying one or two words and then stopping. It is neither interesting nor fun.

Anyway, to An Jing, it was quite boring and formal, which was why he couldn't stay here for long.

Very troublesome.

To be honest, for Dan Heng himself now, most of his emotions are things like pity and guilt. As for love between men and women, he really doesn't have any feelings.

And he didn't want to touch that thing anymore. After all, what was left was enough to bother him.

Volume 1: Chapter 228: She.

But still the same sentence.

The fallen flowers are heartless, but the flowing water is affectionate.

Dan Heng held the small An Jing and moved quietly a little distance towards the big An Jing.

"How was today's meal?"

The boy asked, slumped on the sofa.

"same as before."

"That's fine. Is there anything you want recently? I'll bring it to you next time."

The girl shook her head.

Then the topic came to an abrupt end again.

We just met.

An Jing sighed in his heart.

What can we talk about?

To be honest, there's really not much to say about this.

The boy has never been one to actively find topics to talk about. In most conversations, he prefers to wait for the other party to speak first.

But Dan Heng speaks too little, almost as little as Ying Xing.

An Jing really didn't like making small talk, so most of the time when the boy came to visit Dan Heng, they would just chat for a few dry sentences and then remain awkward.

Why do you say it is one-sided?

He glanced at the girl next to him. There was no trace of annoyance or boredom on her face.

I guess she would be content as long as she could be with me.

Very easy to understand.

But it was precisely because of this that he felt particularly helpless...

After thinking about it, An Jing spoke again.