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

Yan Qian'an's words made her feel particularly at ease, so she slid into the quilt and closed her eyes.

His arms suddenly felt empty, and Yan Qian'an couldn't help laughing.

The sweet smell of the girl mixed with the smell of medicine on him, making people inexplicably addicted.

He lowered his eyes, and the girl's eyelashes trembled slightly.

It lies really flat.

That kind of peace and silence always belongs to this madman at this moment.

Yan Qian'an also lay down on his side.

He reached out and pulled Ning Xiyuan into his arms.

He hated the illusion of death.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

He opened his eyes, glanced at Yan Qian'an, then gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

For the sake of the Soul-Fixing Orb.

Because of their currently unbreakable alliance.

Don't bother with Yan Qi'an.

The boy's body was burning hot, melting the cold wind and snow like fire.

When Ning Xiyuan fell asleep again, she rarely dreamed about the past events that gave her a headache.

Whatever.

It's just one of the millions of souls.

How much stronger can it make the soul?

Ning Xiyuan leaned closer into Yan Qi'an's arms, and the irritability and worries in his heart faded a little.

What's more, there is the Nuwa Stone in this world that interests her.

Ownerless things...

Only then can it truly belong to her.

The girl in his arms moved closer, and the addictive sweetness filled the air, rising with the temperature.

Yan Qian'an clenched the girl's hand.

Very cold.

...

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the morning light is dim.

When Ning Xiyuan got up from the bed, Yan Qian'an was already dressed and placed her clothes in front of the bed.

Through the screen, the young man's figure can be vaguely seen.

"Today is another beautiful day."

Ning Xiyuan started to pua herself from the moment she put on her clothes.

Just live, who can live longer than her?

After Ning Xiyuan put on his clothes, he rolled around on the bed twice.

The bed is like a coffin. There is no need to leave it unless it is necessary.

"All right."

"Today is the sect meeting."

"Don't be late, Master."

Yan Qian'an couldn't bear to watch it anymore, he accurately grabbed Ning Xiyuan's hand and pulled him up.

Ning Xiyuan inherited the Buddhist sect...

When his fingers touched the girl's wrist, he paused slightly.

Such a good opportunity, using the person in front of me as a puppet, taking the opportunity to infiltrate the cultivation world...

"..."

Yan Qian was silent.

He felt like he was really crazy.

puppet?

How could a soul that cannot be controlled be willing to be his puppet?

Don't try...

How can that be?

The so-called sect conference is nothing more than a few high-level people getting together to discuss when to hold the sect leader's succession ceremony.

Ning Xiyuan leaned against the back of the chair half dead, watching the two rows of people under the Grand Prince fighting each other to the death, almost coming to blows on the spot.

With the new master taking the throne, the upper echelons may face a reshuffle, and there will be no shortage of people scrambling to show themselves.

She decided that after her death, no trees should be planted in front of her grave.

If a row of sparrows were to fall down, wouldn't it be noisy if they chirped every day?

In the end, it was Ning Xiyuan who stopped this farce.

Using the excuse that the former sect leader's body was still warm and that disturbances in all directions were imminent, the succession ceremony was simplified by simply notifying the entire sect.

this...

Everyone looked at the young girl sitting in the main seat in silence.

Depend on...

It sounds so high-sounding, but in fact you are just too lazy.

The body is still warm?

Did the person above leave any remains?

Besides, no matter how urgent the situation is, it is impossible that they cannot spare even half a day.

Some people wanted to speak, but the girl smiled at them.

Everyone: "..."

The last time I saw Ning Xiyuan smile was when he was beating Ji Qing.

Who is Ji Qing!

The youngest incarnation of the deity!

I'm still lying in bed, my limbs are stiff and I can't move!

Everyone retreated quickly.

The Great Elder has been as silent lately as a dog without a tongue.

How could he accept that his most proud disciple turned out to be an evil cultivator?

As for the Third Elder, it is no exaggeration to say that he is in high spirits.

His beloved disciple is going to attend the Four Directions Meeting.

Now he is considered...the most capable person around the sect leader!

I didn't expect that this guy is usually strong, simple-minded, outspoken, reckless and rash...

His eyesight is pretty good at critical moments.

Look, the thigh is hugged all of a sudden?

...

In order to cultivate tacit understanding among the team, everyone also lives in Qingluan Peak.

When Ning Xiyuan pushed open Shen Shiwei's door, Shen Shiwei was taking notes on a thick book.

The spacious room was filled with strange things.

The wind chimes in front of the window look like the bones of some poisonous snake. There are flowers of different heights placed at the door. They are brightly colored and blooming in a mess, which has a unique flavor.

"Wow, what beautiful flowers."

Ning Xiyuan looked at the grinning, sloppily drawn unknown flower and couldn't help but reach out to touch it.

The little thing looks quite unique.

It's ugly to a certain extent, but it still looks pretty pleasing to the eye.

"Don't touch it!" Shen Shiwei made a sharp explosion, successfully making Ning Xiyuan's fingers stop when they were still a little distance away from the petals.

Shen Shiwei breathed a sigh of relief and immediately added, "It's poisonous."

The various secret books that Ning Xiyuan gave her filled half a wall, in addition to how to cultivate the chaotic body, also contained methods of making various poisons.

Cultivation methods of various extinct poisons.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, the girl simply pinched the flower with her hand and broke it off.

Shen Shiwei:!!!

Her mind and hands were already beginning to become confused.

Then the girl was seen making hand seals, drawing out a stream of water, washing the flowers and putting them into her mouth.

"Um..."

"tasty."

Ning Xiyuan's lips curled up, and his voice was mixed with unspeakable joy.

Shen Shiwei: "......"

When she was frantically rummaging through the drawers looking for the antidote, she saw Ning Xiyuan touching other plants.

Shen Shiwei didn't look for the antidote this time. She pounced over and grabbed Ning Xiyuan's hand.

"Little...bah."

"Master, are you hungry?"

"I can also grow grapes in the backyard if you need."

Shen Shiwei felt that she had never been so panicked in her life, and her heart was beating violently.

Next time the leader comes...

She must have hidden everything in advance.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

"How's your training going?"

In the end, she did not harm Shen Shiwei's flowers and plants again.

Shen Shiwei...

The Quartet Meeting is just like the big competition, the final victory depends solely on the team.

Only teams, not individuals, can enter the upper spiritual world.

"Thank you for the book, Sect Master!"

There was light in Shen Shiwei's eyes.

It's like a fish in water!

Before, the spiritual energy she absorbed into her body was always impure, and her cultivation was more difficult than for others.

Now there is a special method for cultivating the Chaos Body...that's great!

Ning Xiyuan nodded slightly.

People who are favored by luck will never be too bad.

Shen Shiwei showed her a lot of poisons with strange effects. Before leaving, she grabbed a handful of pills at Shen Shiwei's door.

After watching Ning Xiyuan leave, she turned around and saw the jar of medicine, and her heart broke.

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