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After finally leaving that place of right and wrong, and arriving at Luohua Peak where Jiang Zhuoan was, he immediately lowered his head and asked Yan Qingning: "Why did you show up at the Tianshu Sect's disciple selection meeting?"

Yan Qingning stared at him for a long time, then suddenly grinned and said, "Master, are you worried that my identity will be exposed?"

Jiang Zhuoan frowned and deliberately turned his face away from him: "I am not your master."

"But..." Seeing that he refused to admit it, Yan Qingning suddenly jumped out of his arms and pouted dissatisfied: "You obviously said it in front of so many people that you would accept me as your disciple."

The sudden emptiness of his arms did not make Jiang Zhuo'an feel uncomfortable. His brows were still deeply furrowed: "It's just a temporary measure."

"I don't care!" Yan Qingning suddenly lost his temper and hugged Jiang Zhuo'an without any reason. He flattened his lips and said, "Since you agreed to be my master, then according to the story in the script, you are You agreed to be my wife!"

"Nonsense!" Jiang Zhuo'an was very angry at his fallacies. He rubbed his eyebrows and scolded: "It is against the world for master and disciple to fall in love. What's more, we are both men and have opposite identities. impossible!"

He always talks little, but what he said today was more than he had said in half a month.

Yan Qingning, who was scolded by Jiang Zhuoan, was not annoyed. Instead, he happily took out a few pamphlets from the clothes on his chest like a treasure, staring at Jiang Zhuoan with bright eyes: "These are all my study materials, they all say Yes, Master and disciple will achieve enlightenment after going through all kinds of hardships!"

Jiang Zhuoan glanced at the pamphlets out of the corner of his eye, but this glance... made him retreat in fear.

Just because the names in the pamphlets Yan Qingning took out were too explicit and too shameful...

Things like "Master is above, disciple is here", "The traitor wants to commit the crime above", "The demon disciple has a big treasure", "Leng Leng Master is having fun on the bed"...

Things like this are obviously not a minority among Yan Qingning.

However, he enthusiastically picked up the book "Qing Leng Xian Zun Huan on the Couch" and waved it in front of Jiang Zhuo'an. He introduced it with great enthusiasm: "I think the master in this book is the best. After all, the master in this book is the best." He had the coldest temperament. Even after being tied up by his disciples and executed on the spot, he still managed to remain silent.

But on the one hand, he didn't want to violate his moral principles, and on the other hand, when he taught his disciples personally, he couldn't help but develop feelings for his disciples that he thought he shouldn't have.

Fortunately, the two finally resolved their misunderstandings and estrangement, and finally got together happily. "

"That's enough!" Jiang Zhuo'an's face was red, and he couldn't tell whether he was angry or ashamed.

He snatched the book from Yan Qingning's hand, put it into his arms, frowned and scolded him: "Why do you know so much about these fallacies?"

"Master, are you teaching me?" Yan Qingning's eyes were bright, and he looked at Jiang Zhuo'an with excitement, as if he couldn't wait to test the plot in the book.

Jiang Zhuo'an could read his eyes at this time, but he was not disgusted. He even reached out and rubbed his hair because he was taller than him: "Don't make trouble."

Xiaobai: [Task target love value +5, current love value is: 20. 】

Yan Qingning naturally heard Xiaobai's notification sound, but he was not in a hurry. Instead, he took advantage of being close to Jiang Zhuo'an and tried his best to wipe the oil, and really got addicted to the handle.

Yan Qingning's eyes gleamed, and he praised without hesitation: [Xiao Bai, his figure is amazing! 】

Xiaobai wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and kindly reminded him: [Host, please pay attention to your mission! 】

Yan Qingning didn't want to pay attention, and even wanted to touch him a few more times, but his arm was stopped by a cold hand.

The man's eyebrows were as indifferent as pine, and the little action movie that caught him shook his head at him: "Be more reserved."

"But I am a demon!" Yan Qingning looked at him, seemingly reminding him of this cruel fact unintentionally.

"The people of the demon clan always pay attention to doing what they want and following their inner instincts. How can they take into account those who are not reserved in your cultivation world?"

Jiang Zhuoan's hand that grabbed his arm suddenly froze at this moment, and his mind even went blank for a moment.

He almost forgot... the person in front of him was the demon he had always wanted to get rid of!

Xiaobai: [Task target love value -10, current love value is: 10. 】

Xiaobai looked at half of the love value that had been lost in an instant, gnawing on his little paw, and said angrily: [Master host, why do you treat him so well, and he still wants to deduct your love value?How dare he? ! 】

Yan Qingning comforted it and said: [Because I am reminding him that the person he cares about and cares about is a demon who knows everything! 】

He said this, which made Xiaobai who didn't understand it even more confused: [In this case, why does the host remind the mission target of your demon identity? 】

Yan Qingning's eyes were lowered, and his brows rarely showed loneliness without disguise: "Because as long as it is a lie, no matter how perfect it is covered up, there will always be a day when it is exposed." 】

Seeing him like this, Xiaobai felt very uncomfortable. In short, it felt sour, astringent, and uncomfortable...

Yan Qingning grabbed his wrist with her backhand, blinked and looked at him confusedly: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Zhuoan, however, seemed to have been electrocuted, and pushed him away suddenly, with a cold tone: "I am not your master!"

The injury on his foot was not healed. After walking for three days, it was close to its limit. Now that Jiang Zhuo'an pushed him away, the wound was torn open again.

Yan Qingning's face turned pale from the pain, but she still knelt on the ground stubbornly, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and said with firm eyes: "You are my master, the master I recognized at the disciple selection meeting!"

As if he sensed that Jiang Zhuoan didn't want to pay attention to him, Yan Qingning sniffed and said in a low voice: "Master, if you feel that there is something I haven't done well enough, point it out, and I will definitely work hard to correct it.

Just like Master told me to be more reserved, I will definitely learn how to be reserved in ordinary people! "

"Immortals and demons have different paths." Jiang Zhuo'an turned away from him and said hoarsely: "If you leave on your own today, I will let you go again."

"Master..." Yan Qingning murmured, and the hand holding the corner of Jiang Zhuo'an's clothes tightened, his eyes paranoid and crazy: "If I can survive your three swords alive, you will allow me to be your apprentice, and don't drive me down the mountain. How are you?"

Jiang Zhuo'an looked at him with pitiful eyes: "...Why are you doing this?"

"Because I like Master, very much!" Yan Qingning looked back at him with serious eyes: "Master, if you succeed in killing me today, you will have successfully killed the Demon Lord. If I If you're lucky enough to be alive, just think there's an extra person here."

Seeing that Jiang Zhuo'an was still hesitating, he grabbed his clothes and stood up, tiptoed closer to him, and put on a playful smile: "Master, you won't suffer, why not agree to my small request?"

Before he could get close to Jiang Zhuoan, a piercing sword light flashed out and mercilessly pierced the old wound on his left shoulder.

It's a pity... the blood soaked into Xuan Yi only made the already dark color a little darker.

Yan Qingning turned his head to look at the sword blade that penetrated his left shoulder, and laughed softly: "Master, this is the first sword, I am not dead yet..."

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Zhuoan pulled out the sword suddenly, turned it around his neck, and pierced his right shoulder.

Jiang Zhuo'an looked at him expressionlessly and said again: "It's not too late for you to leave now."

Yan Qingning wiped off the blood spatter on his face and stared stubbornly into his eyes.

Those sharp phoenix eyes are just like him. No matter what he has experienced, he will always look so calm and calm...

"This is the second sword. Master still has a chance to strike." Yan Qingning licked the blood on his lips, his eyes excited: "For the last sword, Master must pinpoint my vital point before striking, otherwise If I, an evil demon like me, are lucky enough to be alive, I will definitely disturb the master for the rest of his life!"

I don't know if he was stimulated by Yan Qingning's words, but Jiang Zhuoan's sword stabbed...his heart.

The tip of the sword had pierced his flesh and blood, causing the wound on his heart to be torn open again, but the blade could barely stop, no longer going deep enough to kill him with one strike.

Yan Qingning lowered his eyes to look at the sword inserted into his heart. He noticed with sharp eyes that the blade of the sword was trembling slightly. He moved his gaze upwards and unexpectedly caught a slightly trembling hand in his field of vision.

Yan Qingning was heartbroken, but she was still irritating him: "Master, you haven't penetrated this sword yet. As long as you move the sword forward, my despicable demon will dissipate. To pollute Master’s eyes again…”

"Master, kill me!"

"Kill me, this despicable and lowly demon, and the common people in the world will praise your feat, hundreds of immortal schools will regard you as an example, and everyone in the demon world will be afraid of your strength...

So, Master, just kill me with your own hands! "

"After all, I like you so much, and I wish I could be with you forever..." Yan Qingning's eyes were obsessed with him, and he showed his love regardless of his life: "I love you so much! I love you with everything you have given me. Extremely!

If Master is willing to send me to death, then I will be willing to die! "

The scarlet and dazzling blood, the love that keeps telling...

Except for the red gauze, everything ridiculous in front of Jiang Zhuoan unexpectedly coincided with the charming and sad fantasy he had experienced.

His hand was unsteady for a moment, and he drew out his spiritual sword in a panic, and directly used his spiritual power to force the sword to temporarily dissipate.

However, until the spirit sword dissipated, the tip of the sword never penetrated deeper into Yan Qingning's heart...

He turned around and turned his back to Yan Qingning, trying to alleviate the embarrassment in his heart in this way: "Since you have withstood my three swords, then according to the agreement, you will become my disciple."

"Okay!" Yan Qingning's eyes were bright, and even the stinging wounds on his body felt less painful than before.

He jumped up happily, but it involved the torn wound on the sole of his foot, causing his already pale face to become a little weaker.

Jiang Zhuo'an was not as carefree as him, and kept watching his every move with his peripheral vision. Seeing that he was really happy to stay, the big stone in his heart... finally fell down smoothly.

He had always suspected that Yan Qingning came to Tianshu Sect for other purposes, but now it seems...

He does have a purpose, but the purpose is just him.

But surprisingly, Jiang Zhuo'an didn't hate his behavior of treating himself as the goal, and was even... a little happy.

Xiaobai: [The mission target’s love value is +15, and the current love value is 25. 】

Xiaobai stared at the information on the reporting device and scratched his head in confusion: [Master Host, why can the mission target increase the love value even though he knows you are a demon?

Doesn’t he hate demons the most? 】

[It’s not that he hates demons. ] Yan Qingning corrected: [But the way he believed in all his life - eliminating demons, forced him to regard demons as aliens who must be killed. 】

Xiao Bai vaguely noticed something was wrong, raised his paws and asked him in a low voice: "What is the purpose of the host..."

[Didn’t I already say it? 】 Yan Qingning smiled dangerously and penetratingly: "If he lets me survive by chance, I will definitely disturb him... and I will have no peace for the rest of my life!" 】