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

When Yan Qian'an got up from the ground, Ning Xiyuan was already lying peacefully on the bed.

Close your eyes peacefully.

Yan Qian'an couldn't see it, but he heard the girl's steady and even breathing.

"..."

There is a feeling of powerlessness, like punching cotton.

Yan Qian'an walked towards the bed, his expression becoming increasingly gloomy.

He couldn't understand what Ning Xiyuan was trying to do.

I originally thought that he was arrogant and wanted to tame him completely, just like how the cultivation world tames spiritual beasts.

But...not quite.

It was as if they treated him as a stray dog ​​on the street, rewarding him with food when they were happy, and throwing him aside and ignoring him when they were unhappy.

Thinking of this, Yan Qian'an's face turned even darker.

Ning Xiyuan's change was too sudden. He was too cautious before and didn't even stop to think.

She has changed...

I used to be a fool.

Now it's crazy.

"ha..."

Yan Qian'an pulled the corners of his mouth and chuckled twice.

Whatever.

Whether it is scheming or teasing, letting it go will only cultivate the most violent evil spirit.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

She placed her hands flat outside the quilt, opened her eyes, and looked at Yan Qian'an.

Killing intent.

She felt it when Yan Qian'an walked towards her.

After pretending for so long, Yan Qian'an was still thinking about it.

She really is...

Ning Xiyuan couldn't describe the feeling.

She was like a punch on cotton.

"Young Sect Master?"

She didn't say anything, but Yan Qian'an had already noticed that she had woken up.

"It's the end of the month, please give me some medicine, Young Master."

The young man in white knelt down beside her bed calmly and kowtowed devoutly.

Ning Xiyuan hugged the quilt, sat cross-legged on the bed, and looked down at Yan Qian'an.

Kneel.

Kneel.

If kneeling could make Yan Qian hate her a little more, it would be even better.

Just, give me medicine?

What medicine should be given?

Ning Xiyuan stared at Yan Qian'an's pale face and understood immediately.

She had been running around for the past two days and was seriously injured, so as a foster mother, she naturally couldn't be stingy.

So she casually took out a box of medicine from the bedside.

"for you!"

Ning Xiyuan glanced at the medicine bottle and smashed it on Yan Qian'an's chest.

It doesn't hurt, but it's full of humiliation.

Yan Qian'an didn't show any abnormality, and his hands didn't even tremble when he picked up the medicine.

It's nothing.

He was used to the insults, abuse and even beatings.

But this medicine...

Yuan-replenishing pill?

A high-level elixir, a medicine that nourishes the meridians and the soul.

Yan Qian'an had just frowned when another bottle was thrown at him.

Soul-soothing pill?

A high-level spiritual medicine that can cleanse the spiritual marrow and improve cultivation.

Then all kinds of pills were thrown at him.

Yan Qian'an didn't even have time to tell.

"Here, I'll give it to you as a reward." Ning Xiyuan even pretended to be disdainful, trying to provoke Yan Qian'an.

When Yan Qianan grabbed the last bottle of pills, a fragrance wafted out.

Immediately, the bottle of medicine was taken away again.

“This one isn’t.”

Ning Xiyuan frowned and took a breath.

I just threw it away.

Although the fragrance gradually faded, Yan Qian'an still recognized it.

Hehuansan.

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

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

The sudden silence allowed a faint fragrance to spread and rise, creating a strange atmosphere.

"I think that the most important thing nowadays is to focus on career development."

Ning Xiyuan condescended to pat Yan Qian'an on the shoulder.

What if the villain suddenly gets crazy and uses the Hehuan Powder to seduce the heroine, and then gets beaten to death by the idiot hero?

Seeing that Yan Qian'an still didn't speak, Ning Xiyuan spoke again: "Some things can only be fought for by becoming strong."

If you want to seize the heroine, you must first kill the hero.

Yan Qi'an's eyelashes trembled as he glanced at the silk ribbon in front of his eyes, and the strange feeling became even stronger.

What Ning Xiyuan said...

He had understood it a long time ago!

Only the strong can kill those who bully, despise and play with him.

To gain supreme power.

"I understand." He spoke, his voice slightly cold and sarcastic.

Ning Xiyuan nodded: "I understand."

Yan Qian'an was still kneeling on the spot. He raised his head and paused: "Young Sect Master, these medicines..."

As soon as he entered the Futu Sect, he was taken away by Ning Xiyuan and fed a poison called "Blind Moon".

This poison can destroy people's eyes and damage their meridians.

It is extremely rare in the entire lower spiritual world, but Ning Xiyuan happens to have it.

At the end of every month, he would be force-fed Blind Moon to ensure that he was a blind wretch at all times.

today...

Yan Qianan stopped and had a vague guess in his mind.

[Honey, no no no! It's poison! You should feed him poison! ]

The lazy system suddenly screamed.

[In the secret compartment behind the screen! ]

[He doubted, he doubted! ]

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

This is a really crappy system.

Yan Qi'an only heard a rustling sound as the person on the bed walked past him, the sound bypassing the screen...

He knew where Ning Xiyuan's poison was hidden, and now he also knew that the sound was heading towards that place.

so...

Yan Qian'an lowered his head, holding many bottles of pills in his arms.

What do these count for?

Are you kidding him?

Ning Xiyuan followed the system's steps and found the poison in the secret compartment.

She quickly threw it into her mouth.

Although it is not fatal, quantitative change will always leap into qualitative change, and you will definitely die if you eat too much.

An invisible force sent the poison flying.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

It was a close call. I almost died.

【...】

It was a close call, she almost died.

[Dear, let me remind you again...]

Ning Xiyuan decisively blocked the system.

She didn't want to hear this bad news a second time.

"You want this?"

Ning Xiyuan didn't go to bed this time. She simply squatted beside Yan Qi'an and handed him the poison.

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

strangeness.

Today... no, it should be counted from the day of the sect trial, everything is weird.

Ning Xiyuan grabbed Yan Qian'an's hand.

Instinctively, Yan Qian'an wanted to shake her off, but he restrained himself and let the girl do what she wanted.

"This poison looks delicious. How about you feed it to me?"

Ning Xiyuan stuffed the poison into Yan Qian'an's hand, and then pulled Yan Qian'an's hand closer and closer to his mouth.

She tried to trick the villain into poisoning her.

Villain Yan Qi'an: ...

Waste system: ...

Their IQ seemed to be crushed at some point.

Yan Qi'an: "Young Master, you are joking."

After saying that, he broke free from Ning Xiyuan's hand and was about to swallow the pill.

Ning Xiyuan predicted Yan Qian'an's move and slapped away the poison.

It's just that the movement was a bit too big, and he slapped Yan Qian'an in the face.

Make a muffled sound.

Yan Qi'an clenched his hands tightly into fists in his sleeves.

When the pills rolled down, he had to pick them up humiliatingly like a dog.

Ning Xiyuan really wanted to humiliate him.

Ning Xiyuan: ???

She really overestimated the villain!

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There will definitely be a second chapter, maybe a little later

Can I have a self-heating pot first?

You say.

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Forget it, I'll get up and write tomorrow morning. I'm too sleepy.

I will definitely make up for today's tomorrow.