I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1830: The Character Collapses (Second Update)

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An Lin has never regretted playing the role of a blood warrior like this moment.

A simple cup of milk put him in trouble.

He looked at the milky white milk rippling in the cup, with a faint and alluring milk fragrance floating around. It must taste good, but he just couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

Although it is normal to drink milk mare's milk, this dragon mare's milk comes from a highly intelligent creature after all. The owner of the milk is still looking at him tenderly. The underlying meaning is actually a little different.

An Lin hesitated in his heart.

Could it be that the character that you have managed to maintain with so much difficulty is about to collapse here?

Seeing An Lin's hesitation, Xian Bo asked curiously: "Fellow Blood Martial Arts Fellow, what's wrong with you? Your face looks wrong. Is it because of this milk?"

"Senior Blood Warrior, don't you like it?" Ma Ying also turned her gaze to An Lin, tapping her feet on the ground with some uneasiness, like a little girl who had done something wrong.

An Lin's heart lit up and he said: "To be honest, I made an agreement with Princess Bai Teng of the Spirit Bull Clan on the top of the mountain. In this life, I will only drink her breast milk. I am an honest and trustworthy person. I really have no choice. Thank you very much." Little sister Ma Ying’s love..."

As soon as these words came out, all the beast herders were shocked.

"Oh my God! I've long heard that the Blood Warrior had been to the territory of the Spirit Bull Clan on the top of the mountain. I didn't expect that he would actually get along with Princess Baiteng, and they had such an agreement!"

"Fellow Blood Martial Arts Daoist, you are truly amazing!"

Everyone spoke with admiration and envy, but Ma Ying's eyes flashed with sadness.

The cows of the Mountain Spirit Cow are famous in the animal world for their sweet milk. Princess Baiteng was pampered and raised beautifully, so her milk is even more alluring.

Unexpectedly, the Blood Warrior and his romantic past could take care of Princess Baiteng. Although everyone was surprised, there was no sense of violation at all, as if he should be like this.

An Lin smiled and said nothing. The Blood Warrior had indeed been to the Spirit Bull Territory on the top of the mountain, and had also met Princess Bai Teng, but of course that weird agreement was made by him!

Anyway, the rest of the creatures on the field cannot be verified in a short time, so he will simply use this identity, and let the blood martial arts friends handle the subsequent troubles by themselves.

If a real Blood Martial Arts Fellow was here and encountered such fragrant milk, I'm afraid even if there was an agreement, he would treat it as if it didn't exist, drink it first, and have to refill it if possible.

An Lin was filled with emotions. Everyone has his or her own way of living. This Blood Warrior really lived a wonderful life in a different way.

For a moment, An Lin was actually a little envious of its way of living.

Ma Ying took her milk away with some disappointment. The Blood Warrior had an appointment with Princess Baiteng, so naturally she couldn't say anything.

An Lin relied on his wit to successfully escape the disaster and continued to drink and have fun with the animal herders.

After some fun, the sun has set over the grassland.

An Lin declined the invitation of a beautiful woman with the body of a horse and the head of a dragon to spend a wonderful night together, and walked alone to the fluorescent grass bank in the east of the Plain Fairy Grass Tribe, admiring the night view of Dongyang Plain.

This grassland is full of aura. It absorbs solar energy during the day and emits part of the energy in the form of dots of green light at night. The green light has the effect of condensing aura and driving away mosquitoes.

"Gugu...Gugu..."

"Haqiu...Haqiu..."

There are thousands of red hot cyclone pigs in the distance, sleeping and snoring in the shed, with their bellies glowing red. Every time they inhale and exhale, they look like red lanterns that light up and then go dark. It looks quite beautiful from a distance. Huan.

"It's so beautiful..." An Lin sighed.

He suddenly wanted to eat pork.

After hesitating for a moment, he gave up that plan.

Now he is just a romantic blood warrior, not a foodie.

He spent the whole night admiring the beauty of the grassland, seeing the brilliant phantom light of the colorful grassland, the strange and confusing animals in the grassland late at night, and the beauty and tranquility of the grassland under the double moon night.

"Oh...what a beautiful sight..."

An Lin stretched out his hands and marveled at the beauty of the natural world.

"At this moment, I just want to recite a poem!"

An Lin said enthusiastically: "Dongyangyuan, under the purple stars. The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields. The sky is blue, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep can be seen."

"It's so wet, so wet! Fellow Blood Martial Arts Daoist is really so elegant and a good poet!" Uncle Xian didn't know when he had come to An Lin's side and said with admiration.

An Lin chuckled and couldn't deny it.

He did a lot of copywriting, which felt pretty good.

"Fellow Daoist Xian Bo, why don't you go and rest?" An Lin asked.

Uncle Xian stretched out his hand and waved it gently, and the surrounding grass began to sway.

"Fellow Blood Martial Arts Daoist, do you want to continue moving forward?" Xian Bo asked.

"Huh? Why do you ask this?" An Lin was a little confused.

"The news must have spread, and they should know it too. There is no need for you to continue moving forward. Just treat it as if you are scared of them, and then return the same way. They will follow you." Xian Bo said lightly, with a trace of light in his eyes. Profound way.

An Lin was shocked.

Uncle Xian’s words...

An Lin knew that his setup had failed!

At least, he was seen through by Xian Bo! !

When did the character collapse? Are my acting skills so bad?

Not only that, Xian Bo even guessed his purpose...

An Lin fell into deep self-doubt.

At the same time, he was also feeling that Xianbo was really not simple.

"I was able to find you because I have reached the peak of the beast herding technique I have practiced. I am extremely sensitive to the micro-expressions, breath, and various biological characteristics of living beings, so I found a little discord." Xianbo smiled gently, "Don't worry, they haven't seen you, so they definitely can't find you."

An Lin was still puzzled: "Why?"

Xianbo pulled up a small grass and smiled: "We hate war and fear war, but this does not mean that we are absolutely neutral."

"If possible, I also want them to disappear from this world forever. They arbitrarily interfere with the birth and death of living beings in the world, which is a great rebellion and will accelerate the decline of the world."

An Lin nodded and bowed: "Thank you for your reminder, fellow Xianbo."

"Hehehe... Let's drink and talk happily when the world returns to peace." Xianbo squinted his eyes and laughed happily.

The next day, the sun rose from the east.

The roars of various birds and beasts came from the Dongyang Plain.

A new day began.

An Lin said goodbye to Ma Ying, Xian Bo, and the leaders of the Xiancao tribe and set off on his way home. He stopped going east and changed his route to head towards the Extreme Cold Holy Land.

Everything seemed to be back to normal.

One day later.

Dongyang Plain.

Xian Bo was training his fairy beast, and for some reason, a man suddenly appeared in front of him.

He was a man wearing a purple high tower hat and a clown makeup on his face.

He slowly approached Xian Bo, throwing two red balls in his hands, his mouth cracked, revealing an exaggerated smile, and asked: "Hello, let's play a game together?"

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