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

The eighth day after arriving at Linxian City.

The first round of assessment has begun.

Different from previous direct collisions, the assessment method of the first round seems very novel.

Everyone drew their own task on the scroll.

This is a single-player activity, but it requires at least three people on each team to complete their tasks, otherwise the entire team will be disqualified.

Are these four parties ready to carry out the team spirit to the end?

The conference was held at Linyuantai in the southeast.

The scrolls are randomly distributed to each person.

Ning Xiyuan opened it and saw only a few words - Become the Imperial Master of Xuandu Kingdom.

【Xuandu Country?】The system was shocked.

This is a country that it has searched the entire map of the lower spirit world but could not find.

Is this in the mortal world?

Ning Xiyuan rubbed his temple, feeling that this task was really outrageous and weird.

Until she saw Lu Chaoyang's mission - to find the 888th color of the seven-color flower.

Shen Shiwei’s mission is to persuade the highly respected monks to eat meat.

Qu Zhen - teaching a mule to speak human language.

Qin Chen——captured three cities without any soldiers.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

Looking at other people's tasks and then looking at his own tasks, Ning Xiyuan suddenly felt relieved.

Nothing is difficult in the world as long as you are willing to give it your all.

The boat will sink when it reaches the bridge.

Faced with four bitter faces looking at her, Ning Xiyuan could only smile and wish them the best.

Today at Linyuantai, all the contestants of the Four Directions Fengyun Conference are here.

Five teams.

There is also a Changsheng Palace in the east, south, west and north.

The most talented boys and girls in the entire lower spiritual world had their initial meeting on the Linyuan Terrace.

There was no major storm.

Look around and then focus on your task.

The task is not endless, it has a time limit of three months.

After three months, if there is no success, it will be considered a failure.

Looking at the four people who were in a daze, Ning Xiyuan sighed and left them the opportunity to taste their sorrow alone.

At this time, she tried to go back to bed early.

Then the scroll turned into a bronze ring and was firmly put on Ning Xiyuan's hand.

When we returned to the City Lord's Mansion, it was getting dark and lights were on everywhere.

Linxian City at night became too gorgeous and prosperous, with shadows hazy and difficult to see clearly.

But among the endless stream of people, Ning Xiyuan saw the young man in white at a glance.

Right on the street, among the crowd.

He has a tall figure, like a gentleman, with a straight back.

The boy seemed to have a temperament that was isolated from the world. Even though he was in a busy city, he was surrounded by cold and lonely, as if there was a barrier between him and the world.

Through the crowd, Ning Xiyuan could see that many young boys and girls turned back again and again, with surprise in their eyes.

They looked at the boy quietly, hoping to get a look back.

Some people start chatting with others with a blushing face, but they start to back off before they even get close.

The aura surrounding the boy is just like the boy himself.

Seemingly gentle, but once the illusion is revealed, it is completely cold-hearted and callous.

Ning Xiyuan paused slightly.

She heard her own heartbeat.

Yan Qian'an was waiting for her.

She was determined.

Ning Xiyuan couldn't describe his feelings at this moment. He seemed a little surprised, but also a little disappointed.

She had been alone for a long time.

It seems like there has never been anyone here.

In the crowd, just to wait for her.

The young man seemed to sense something, so he turned around and looked over here.

Their eyes met inadvertently, and they accurately captured each other in the crowd.

The teenager laughed.

The gentle smile caused quite a stir among the crowd.

When he doesn't smile, he looks like a cool and aloof immortal who lives alone in the world.

Now when I smile, I just feel the warmth of spring and the blooming of flowers and the gentle breeze on my face.

Then someone looked in the direction the boy was looking.

There was a new surprise in his eyes.

"Ning Ning."

The boy walked towards her through the crowd.

Ning Xiyuan lowered his eyes to hide the complicated emotions in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly curl up, revealing a slight arc.

The mood seems to be pretty good.

Looking up, Yan Qian'an was already in front of him.

"Why are you here?" Ning Xiyuan asked.

Things in the Demon Realm are not easy to handle.

Without lengthy explanations or reasons, Yan Qian'an answered quickly and simply.

So fast that I don't even think about it.

Like it comes from the heart.

"Miss you."

He reached out and held Ning Xiyuan's hand.

Miss you...

Only two words.

It was clearly a familiar voice and tone, but it was somehow embedded in my heart, spreading a bit of heat.

But when the boy's hand fell in front of her, Ning Xiyuan hurriedly hid her hand behind her.

This action is instinctive.

Yan Qi'an is a germaphobe.

Don't like being touched.

After accidentally getting a glimpse of the boy's past experiences, Ning Xiyuan quickly found an excuse for himself.

But the pain in her wrist completely overturned her excuse.

Um...

This is not a big deal, why is she feeling guilty?

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

There was a hint of hostility in the boy's eyes, and a deep displeasure hung between his brows.

We haven't seen each other for just a few days, and you won't even let me hold your hand?

In order to meet Ning Xiyuan, he bathed, burned incense, and did not kill anyone for several days.

The atmosphere between the two of them froze for a moment, but it was only a moment.

Yan Qianan stepped forward and hugged the girl in his arms.

The familiar sweet smell fills the nose, making people feel inexplicably at ease.

"Ning Ning..."

He shouted again and buried his head in the girl's neck. His nerves, which had been tense for a long time, finally relaxed at this moment.

Ning Xiyuan did not push Yan Qi'an away.

The young man hung on her like an insecure little animal, but his figure almost completely enveloped her.

This inexplicable contrast made her heart soften.

Endearing.

Yan Qian'an seems... very different today.

She thought about it, and then her wrist was grabbed.

All the ambiguous and heated atmosphere disappeared.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

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

The two separated and looked at each other, then she looked at the boy and frowned.

"Um...

Ning Xiyuan tried to break the silence and wanted to explain something.

Finally gave up.

There doesn't seem to be anything to explain.

She just casually broke into a tower and killed a few demons.

Yan Qianan pulled the girl’s hand until she was in front of him.

The wide sleeves slid down and gathered at the elbows.

Revealing the red and swollen wrist.

The girl was really fair, so the red-purple color looked particularly hideous.

Ning Xiyuan sighed.

If she had known Yan Qian'an was coming, she shouldn't have bothered to care about the red on her wrist.

"Ning Xiyuan, you are really great." Yan Qi'an laughed angrily.

This wrist keeps getting swollen again and again. Did she take his advice seriously?

He held Ning Xiyuan's hand.

There was an uncontrollable anger in his eyes.

It's crazy.

Do I have to chop these hands off before he obeys?

This dangerous thought only flashed through my mind.

He knew he couldn't do it.

In many ways it is impossible.

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Why are there still more than a thousand requests for updates? I’m so scared.

My thousand darlings, have you read the full version of this chapter?