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

Lord Jialan: "......"

To make matters worse, he was just thinking that if a fight broke out and the situation was at a disadvantage, he would tear the void to let the people from Manghuang City come to help.

The power of the snow monster is really strong!

Then, victory...

It's easy.

But he never expected that it was the people from Manghuang City who tore through the void to ask for help.

now...

Lord Jialan looked at the corpses of his confidants on the ground, the remains of the famous generals on the table, and the black masses of heads that suddenly appeared on the cliff.

He can't save himself anymore.

But the young man opposite him also changed his expression at the same time.

Yan Qi'an looked past the wind and snow, catching sight of the dark shadow in the vast whiteness: "Yan Mo, go get an umbrella."

Can't see face clearly.

But she is...she is her.

Yan Mo: ???

As a personal guard, the orders she received were only to kill and burn.

Caught off guard...

Hold an umbrella?

Is there anything wrong with her ears?

Although Yan Mo hesitated, he still picked up the black umbrella leaning against the side.

Ying Yi sent her a message: "Go quickly, that's the young master's fiancée."

Ning Xiyuan.

The girl's temperament is so unique that I can still recognize her even though I haven't seen her for many times.

Yan Mo woke up as if from a dream.

Yingyi couldn't help but look at Yan Qian'an.

There are quite a few rumors in the Demon Realm regarding the story of the young master and that person.

These rumors...are not exaggerated in Yingyi's opinion.

He never expected that the last time the young master ventured back to the upper spiritual world was just for the Soul-Fixing Orb.

Perhaps Yingyi’s gaze was too direct, Yan Qian turned around and looked at him.

He whispered, "I'm just afraid that she'll... go crazy and kill people."

Ning Xiyuan didn't like this kind of weather, and he had long discovered that his emotions were easily out of control.

Unfortunately...

He is covered in blood now. If he had gone there...

I'll start with him.

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Yan Qian'an had a good idea. When large flakes of snow fell, the hostility that had not yet dissipated resurfaced.

They overlap and then intensify.

The sight of white always reminds her of the past events that she hates the most.

The God-Slaying Sword sensed its master's murderous intent and hummed with excitement.

Ning Xiyuan touched his temple with his fingertips, and when he lowered his eyes, the ground was also covered in white.

The brutal murderous intent began to invade the brain little by little.

There was a black umbrella covering my head, which seemed to bring warmth, and no more snowflakes fell.

Ning Xiyuan turned his head and met Yan Mo's face.

She pulled the corner of her mouth, pressed down the excited God-Slaying Sword, and said with a smile: "Thank you."

Yan Mo was stunned.

This girl is really beautiful, and her eyes are bright and dazzling when she smiles at her.

Yan Mo felt a little embarrassed, she didn't know how to respond.

But the next second, the black figure disappeared under the umbrella.

The Lord of Manghuang City ran very far and almost rushed to the tea table with a roof.

His desire for life made him forget to use his spiritual energy, and he stumbled in the snow.

Then, the sword pierced his chest.

When life froze, the Lord of Manghuang City widened his eyes.

He is...a god!

A few drops of spilled blood even fell onto the tea table.

Right in front of Lord Jialan.

"What are you running for?"

The girl's voice was young and immature, but it was faintly suppressing an uncontrollable excitement, and it changed its tone with a trembling voice.

Lord Jialan was shocked.

Pupil earthquake.

This... must be a monk!

They are so arrogant when they run to the demon clan. Are the demon soldiers behind them just decorations? !

This is too arrogant!

When Ning Xiyuan drew out his sword, he had already turned into a cold corpse.

She stood there without moving, her eyes lowered, her left hand hidden in her sleeve clenched into a fist.

like...

I can't restrain myself anymore.

When I closed my eyes, the white snow seemed to be stained red with blood, and screams and crying rang in my ears.

She has killed people.

Killed many people.

On a snowy day like this.

Today...there are still a lot of people here.

Someone suddenly grabbed her wrist, and then the heat from Yan Qian'an surrounded her.

"Don't think too much."

Yan Qian'an took off his coat, performed a few more cleaning spells on himself, and then casually pulled the person into his arms.

cold.

He couldn't explain the chill that was so piercing that it made his heart shiver.

It was rare for him to see such a strong murderous intent in Ning Xiyuan. It seemed that he was addicted to killing and unable to control himself.

Like attracts like, he won't make the mistake of choosing someone.

Cover up anyway.

A madman is a madman.

When out of control...

Yan Qian'an held the person tightly in his arms, and Yan Mo rushed over and held an umbrella for the two of them.

Lord Jialan: "......"

He is blind.

The young man who had just killed someone with a smile now stopped smiling, as if his truest emotions were revealed at this moment.

"Ah, your highness's taste is indeed high, and the beauty he has brought up is also unique and quite wild." The Lord of Jialan City stood up, his curious eyes fell on the girl in Yan Qian'an's arms.

This cruel and ruthless prince must be somewhat sincere towards this girl.

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

Quite wild?

Such evaluation...

It's also a bit too euphemistic and naive.

"Take half a day to think about how to show your sincerity in surrender." Yan Qi'an embraced Ning Xiyuan, said this and prepared to leave.

But Lord Jialan refused to give in.

He raised his hand, and someone understood and stopped him.

"Your Highness, she killed our people, so she must give an explanation." The man smiled and imitated the scheming look of the City Lord Jialan.

Yan Qian'an's expression froze.

Close your eyes like a sigh.

Why do some people just want to...die?

Sure enough, the girl in his arms pushed him away, turned towards City Lord Jialan, and smiled.

"statement?"

The girl's voice was young and innocent as she repeated these two words with a hint of smile in her tone.

Even though Lord Jialan was mentally prepared, he was still amazed.

The beauty of a girl is not superficial, but...

The arrogance and arrogance from the inside out make people look at him unconsciously.

Ning Xiyuan completely ignored the surprise in Jialan City Lord's eyes, which made Yan Qi'an feel angry.

But before the look of astonishment faded, the girl drew the dagger from Yan Qian'an's waist. A cold light flashed, and it was quick and decisive.

Blood spurted out, but the girl's voice was still joyful.

"Are you satisfied with this statement?"

The person who had just blocked the road has become a corpse.

"..."

"..."

There was dead silence.

It was not just City Lord Jialan who was shocked. Yan Mo, who was holding an umbrella behind, widened his eyes.

She looked at Ning Xiyuan and swallowed silently.

There is an old saying in the human world: People from the same family do not enter the same door.

These words...

Now it seems that it makes perfect sense.

Yan Qian'an looked at City Lord Jialan meaningfully, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly when he left.

idiot.

Why mess with this lunatic?

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Chapter 1 Soon

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