Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

"Good morning, baby."

"You are more beautiful today than you were yesterday."

Wen Er's voice was the same as always, somewhere between charm and gentleness, making people's hearts beat for it.

As she spoke, she raised her hand to touch Ning Xiyuan's face, completely ignoring the gloomy face of Yan Qi'an in the yard.

"Say something quickly."

Ning Xiyuan took a step back, gently pinched the dagger with two fingers, sheathed the dagger, and blocked Wen Er's hand.

Ning Xiyuan's intention to resist was obvious, his aggressiveness remained undiminished, and his vague displeasure was not concealed at all.

Obviously, because Wen Er is an outsider.

Wen Er didn't mind this at all.

As a Mei Xiu, I have been mentally prepared for such things as running into obstacles.

"Baby is so heartless." Wen Er sighed, and with a smile on his face, he started to talk about business, "Has Baby been invited to the Changsheng Palace?"

She asked, handing over an invitation.

He kept saying: "Is Changsheng Palace crazy? The competition is coming soon, what's the point of such a high-profile personal invitation?"

Ning Xiyuan glanced at it casually.

The content of the invitation letter was not much, just inviting Wen Er to the Changsheng Palace for a chat.

So he casually asked, "Only the letter?"

As he spoke, he looked up into Wen Er's eyes.

Wen Er was speechless for a moment.

The girl's eyes were very special, always smiling, like a clear lake, beautiful and transparent. But the more I looked at them, the more frightened I felt, as if I was glimpsing endless decadence and death.

It is a vortex that can pull people into the abyss.

After a long pause, Wen Er suddenly came back to his senses: "It appeared out of thin air on the stone table."

In fact, this made her even more wary of the Palace of Eternal Life.

He appeared and disappeared so elusively that no one noticed him.

Ning Xiyuan nodded, returned the letter to Wen Er, turned around and left.

Um...

Worthless information.

She had expected it when she came over.

But at that time...

The atmosphere of being with Yan Qi'an is too...

Ning Xiyuan couldn't find any suitable adjective, but escape was his first sensible thought.

"Hey! Wait!" Wen Er quickly grabbed Ning Xiyuan's sleeve and swallowed the curse word.

No?

Shouldn't the normal procedure be to exchange information with each other?

What's the point of just leaving after listening?

Wen Er rarely lost her composure, but when the girl turned around and smiled at her, she felt creepy again.

He instinctively took two steps back.

"I guess the Hall of Eternal Life must have also invited Sect Master Ning?" Wen Er quickly calmed down, but the way he addressed her changed in an instant.

Although the girl in front of him was smiling, the dead silence in her eyes seemed to come alive, and her fangs and claws condensed into calm murderous intent.

Facing such a gaze, I really couldn't say the word "baby".

Ning Xiyuan: “Yes.”

"The Palace of Eternal Life sent a holy envoy, who just left."

"I'm not going."

"Anything else you want to ask?"

Ning Xiyuan opened his mouth and said a lot of words at once, and the smile on his face became more vivid with these words.

Vivid to...

Wen Er felt that the girl would take out the Sword of God-Slaying in her next words.

Although I really want to see it, but... definitely not now.

Wen Er was stunned, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the girl's fair neck and collarbone.

A few glaring red marks are so bright that it makes people dizzy.

This is......

Before Wen Er could take a closer look, the girl in front of him had already turned around and walked towards the yard.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Wen Er didn't expect that with the competition approaching, these two would still be so unrestrained and make love. Could it be so intense?

At the age of fifteen...

The young master of the demon clan was only eighteen years old.

They are all kids...are they so fierce?

Wen Er was a little dazed, but soon she opened her eyes wide.

and many more?

What did Ning Xiyuan say just now?

The Hall of Eternal Life sent a holy envoy to invite you personally?

Such treatment!

When Wen Er looked into the courtyard again, he was not looking at Ning Xiyuan's back, but at all the people in the Southern Region.

It seems that their competitors are really strong.

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Yan Qian'an's face was cold, and he forgot to put on the gentle and polite smile that he usually put on.

The girl walked straight towards him but did not stop in front of him.

I just heard the gentle breeze as I passed by, and I didn't know to whom I was speaking.

"I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep."

Ning Xiyuan only said this one sentence, and then disappeared into the courtyard.

Yan Qi'an: "......"

The temperature in the boy's eyes gradually cooled down and turned into ice.

The hand holding the food box clenched tightly.

He is not a fool. How could he not see such obvious deliberate alienation and avoidance?

But what does this mean?

Yan Qi'an suddenly felt an unspeakable humiliation in his heart.

Last night when he was drowning in the sea of ​​desire and was overcome with passion, could the girl be as calm and collected as she is now?

Stay out of it and just act like a spectator?

What on earth do you regard him as?!

"Huh?" Lu Chaoyang couldn't help poking Yan Qian'an as he watched Ning Xiyuan disappear. "Brother Yan, was the soup last night ineffective?"

"You didn't serve my sister Ning well?"

Otherwise, how could the scene be like this?

Anger suddenly rose in Yan Qi'an's eyes.

I only heard two words in my heart... serve?

She deserves it too.

It’s just for the Nuwa Stone.

As soon as Lu Chaoyang finished speaking, Shen Shiwei suddenly stood up and began to retreat towards the room in panic.

Help!

Why did this kind of brainless question that hit her directly in the chest make her, an outsider, so embarrassed that her toes touched the ground!

Qu Zhen: “…”

She wished she were deaf.

Moreover, she now had a deep doubt.

That is - how on earth did Lu Chaoyang survive until now without being beaten to death?

Yan Qianan smiled.

The young man smiled, and returned to his former immortal appearance.

He placed the food box on the stone table and picked up the broken wooden sword beside him: "How about I practice with Brother Lu again?"

Lu Chaoyang: ???

No?

Young Master Yan has such a small body and looks so fragile. If he beats someone up again, Sister Ning will skin him alive, right?

I haven't heard that Yan Qian'an can use a sword.

But seeing that Yan Qian'an had already held the dagger in his hand, Lu Chaoyang sighed and agreed.

Just sprinkle some water!

After practicing with Shen Shiwei for so long recently, he has already mastered the art of letting the opponent win.

This is what Lu Chaoyang thought.

But not for long.

Lu Chaoyang's sharp explosion sounded again in the yard.

Inside the room, Ning Xiyuan had just laid down on the bed when the system flashed up.

[Host, this... is not very good]

This is so direct and straightforward, like a scumbag who refuses to admit his mistake after putting on his pants.

Although it couldn't tell what was wrong, it inexplicably gave rise to a strong sense of crisis.

Ning Xiyuan: “So annoying!”

"Shut up!"

She manually blocked the system.

system:? ? ?

no! ?

Is it such a humble life? Doesn't it even have the right to say a word when it's not doing its job? !

Wait, what is the mission?

hiss...

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Chapter One

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