Out of Su Yan's sight, the look in An Mei's eyes had calmed down, and there was only a calmness that was infinitely close to indifference.
But when he raised his eyes to look at Su Yan, a smile appeared on his face again.
"Did you succeed?" An asked with a smile, her watery eyes blinking slightly, as if she was asking in good faith.
Su Yan thought so too, but after all, there was a bit of disappointment in his eyes: "No."
Yeah?
Not successful yet?
The smile on An's lips seemed to be stronger and more genuine, but the joyful tone in his words was deliberately lowered, and he comforted softly: "In a short time, you will definitely succeed."
"Thanks."
Su Yan was encouraged and showed a bright smile to An.
He will work hard with An's encouragement.
"Then Xiao An, you can start practicing, I won't disturb you."
Su Yan turned around and planned to leave.
"etc."
An stopped him and said, "If you don't understand something, you can let me teach you."
His eyes shone with sincerity, as if he truly cared about Su Yan.
"Yeah." Su Yan nodded in agreement.
Looking at Su Yan's leaving Qingli Juechen's back, An slowly withdrew her gaze.
How could he teach Su Yan? It would be best if he would never be able to practice.
But if Su Yan really came to find him, of course he could only teach him, but how to teach him?
Dark and unpredictable eyes flashed across An's eyes.
Even without An himself being able to notice it, his pupils had been quietly dyed with a faint reddish color, and there was a faint dark air flow passing quickly.
Who said that only Su Yan can serve the Demon Emperor?
As long as he cultivates quickly enough and his cultivation level is much higher than that of Su Yan, it is not necessarily impossible for the Demon Emperor to choose him.
When the time comes, he will be the one serving truth!
An thought like this and never felt any remorse or guilt for having such thoughts.
He gently clenched his hand, extinguished the demonic energy in his palm, turned around and returned to the room.
Time was precious and he couldn't waste it.
Similarly, Su Yan returned to the room and tried to practice again.
He always remembers the words of truth. He must have enough value to have everything he has now, and the useful way is to practice.
What would happen if he never could practice?
The truth will abandon him, and he and An will lose everything they have now, and even fall into the hands of other demon cultivators, and end up like other men.
Thinking of this, Su Yan shuddered slightly, gritted his teeth, and concentrated on searching for the 'Qi' in the air again.
A week passed like this, and Su Yan still couldn't start practicing.
Finally he couldn't hold on any longer and came to An's room door and knocked gently.
"What's wrong?" An opened the door and saw a pure and beautiful face, which was pale and without any blood, and her lips had a weak color.
Su Yan saw it. The hard work and grievances of the past week seemed to have found a target to vent. Some of them had already poured out. He trembled and said, "I still haven't succeeded."
There was a hint of crying in his words.
"How could this happen?" An looked at Su Yan in shock and said, "Have you been trying to practice?"
The implication is that Su Yan was lazy and didn't make a serious attempt.
Hearing this, Su Yan shook his head in panic: "I've been trying, but I just can't succeed."
During this week, apart from eating and sleeping, he spent all the rest of his time searching for and feeling the 'qi' that existed in the air.
But no, nothing, he felt nothing.
Could it be that he can't practice at all?
Suddenly, Su Yan's body seemed to be struck by lightning. He trembled suddenly and froze there, unable to move.
An obviously also thought of this possibility, another trace of shock flashed in his eyes, but he did not feel sorry for this matter.
The corners of his lips seemed to be slightly raised, but his words contained surprise, "Is it because you can't practice?"
As soon as these words came out, Su Yan's entire face turned pale in an instant, the pupils in his eyes were trembling constantly, and the thick eyelashes were fluttering up and down like a butterfly whose wings were burned by fire.
An 'realized' that she had said something wrong and quickly changed her words: "No, that's not what I meant. You can definitely practice, it's just that the method of practice is wrong!"
Su Yan was comforted, but his expression still didn't ease much. His eyes were extremely fragile, he pursed his lips tightly and looked at An, and made a voice that made people feel distressed: "Can I really do this?"
He already had doubts about himself.
After so many days without success, can he really practice?
"It must be possible!" An answered him firmly and said, "I will teach you."
"Thank you!" Su Yan said movedly, a faint mist appeared in his eyes, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows turned red, with a pitiful look, but there was also a touch of charming charm in it.
An looked at his more gorgeous jade face, and a faint reddish glow quickly flashed in his eyes.
Even if the Demon Emperor saw this pitiful appearance, he would probably be moved, right?
He must find a way to destroy it.
"Xiaoyan, stretch out your arms." An lifted up one of his sleeves, revealing his smooth arms.
Su Yan was stunned for a moment with red eyes, but he still followed the instructions and exposed his arms, and their arms were close to each other.
In this comparison, you can easily see the difference between Su Yan and An. The former is more than one point whiter than the latter. Just looking at it gives people a soft and smooth feeling, and there is a faint streak on it.
The veins on his face showed a delicate and fragility that could be broken at any time.
Make a decision.
Seeing this, An's eyes darkened almost instantly, and for a moment it seemed to give people a hint of ferociousness.
But soon he pursed his thin lips and frowned: "Look, your arms are half a finger thinner than mine."
The half finger here refers to the half of the index finger separated from top to bottom. Su Yan looked carefully and found that this was indeed the case.
"Then what?" Su Yan looked at An anxiously, waiting for his next words.
An said: "So, the reason why you have been unable to practice may be that your physical fitness is too poor and you are weaker than me."
"What should we do?"
Su Yan placed all his hopes on An, and no matter what he said, he would do it without hesitation.
An Ziran knew this, lowered his head slightly, and looked thoughtful.