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

It was noon, the weather was very good, and the sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the leaves, leaving mottled shadows on the ground.

The small kitchen in the City Lord's Mansion cooked the dishes and placed them on the small stone table in the yard.

Six people sitting together is just right.

The atmosphere at the table was neither particularly warm nor cold.

Lu Chaoyang is really a talkative person.

But eight out of ten sentences in this speech are related to Chu Aotian.

He bought more books about Chu Aotian these past two days, such as "The Rise of a Genius Boy after the Broken Engagement", "The Romantic Chronicles of the Sword Saint", "The Autobiography of a Sword Saint", "My Sword Saint Brother and I"...

After reading it, I was deeply inspired and wanted to run to the Tianjian Sect with my sword to find Chu Aotian immediately.

Qu Zhen and Shen Shiwei didn't talk much.

The Shen family has many family rules, and not talking while eating or sleeping is one of them.

As for Qin Chen, from the moment he picked up the wine glass and started drinking, everyone else was air.

With so many people around, Yan Qian'an had nothing to say. He just focused on feeding Ning Xiyuan and occasionally responded to a few words Ning Xiyuan said.

The atmosphere among six people did not feel suffocating.

In fact, for six people, there are not many opportunities to have a meal together.

Shen Shiwei felt warm in her heart.

For some reason, I suddenly felt the warmth of the so-called "home".

There was a knock on the door.

So several people put down their chopsticks at the same time.

There was eye contact and a weird atmosphere. Qin Chen raised his head and drank the last drop of wine in the glass, then lay on the table pretending to be dead.

Shen Shiwei hesitated for a moment, and when she was about to stand up, Qu Zhen pulled her back.

Qu Zhen picked up the chopsticks and said, "What important person could come here in two days?"

"Ignore them."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere at the table suddenly relaxed.

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Standing outside the door was Sun Zi.

He knocked on the door but got no response, and he felt inexplicably relieved.

Then he looked towards the yard where Beiyu was, and sure enough, no one followed him out.

The noble families in the Northern Territory were on guard against, restricted, and colluded with each other.

The emotions between the younger generations are even more distant, and they don't make friends unless there is interest.

None of them followed him out today because they were sure that he didn't have the courage to fight against five people from the Southern Region alone.

How contemptuous!

Sun Zi could only curse in his heart. When he turned around and was about to leave, two more people came up behind him.

One male and one female.

The girl's red dress is as fiery as fire, and the fluttering hem of her dress looks like layers of blooming flowers, dazzling and eye-catching.

Every step she takes is graceful and eye-catching.

The young man following beside her was wearing a dark green brocade robe with wide sleeves. He was extremely handsome, yet had a gentleness that was unique to women.

It also makes people unable to take their eyes away.

Sun Zi stood there, stunned for a moment.

The beauty is beyond compare!

This is... a cultivator from the Western Regions. He could even guess that this person was probably from the Hehuan Sect.

They are from a noble family and have always looked down on the inferior system of Meixiu.

But I have to admit...

"Why don't you go in?" Qi Xuan glanced at Sun Zi and asked.

Could it be that the Southern Region is closing its doors to everyone?

It would be so embarrassing if people told others that they were rejected.

"I'm Wen Er from the Hehuan Sect in the Western Regions and am here to pay you a visit." Wen Er ignored Sun Zi and spoke loudly.

By the way, he secretly rubbed his fly hands in his wide sleeves.

Come and see the exotic beauty.

Sun Zi was ignored. Qi Xuan's greeting seemed casual, and he immediately looked away before he even opened his mouth.

The sincere humiliation rose from the bottom of my heart again.

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The courtyard had been cleaned up and everyone was planning to go back and rest.

Everyone stopped when they heard Wen Er's voice.

After a moment of silence, Shen Shiwei poked Qu Zhen: "Hey, Hehuan Sect!"

Lu Chaoyang also stood up, poked Qu Zhen, and imitated Shen Shiwei's accent: "Hehuan Sect!"

Qu Zhen:? ?

No, why are you poking her?

She looked at Ning Xiyuan.

Ning Xiyuan lay on the recliner again, swaying comfortably.

Yan Qian'an was peeling the spiritual fruit for her not far away.

Qu Zhen: “…”

Seeing the peaceful life over there, she felt like cursing.

Finally, she took a few steps forward and opened the door.

Well, she admitted that she was also extremely interested in the Hehuan Sect.

As soon as you open the door, you're struck by beauty.

The two people were so good-looking that Qu Zhen took two steps back after looking at them for a long time.

"Please... please come in." Qu Zhen stepped back again, controlled her beating heart, and tried her best to appear calm.

"Thank you."

Qi Xuan noticed the flash of surprise in Qu Zhen's eyes, curled his lips, and his voice was like water, flowing into people's hearts.

Wen Er nodded slightly towards Qu Zhen as a response.

His eyes quickly fell on the young man who was peeling grapes at the stone table.

He is cold, aloof, and has a kind of indescribable gentleness about him, like the snow on a mountain that never melts all year round.

But the first moment I looked into the eyes of the boy, all my feelings were overturned.

The boundless darkness extended from the pupils to every blood vessel in the body, sinister and cold like a ferocious beast lurking in wait for its chance to strike.

Wen Er has always liked this kind of challenging work.

However, her gaze soon fell behind Yan Qian'an.

The girl lying on the rattan chair swayed slightly, and the black hem of her dress fluttered in the wind, as light as a gust of wind.

But the girl was too beautiful, so delicate that she looked like a ghost crawling out of hell, and her gorgeous facial features were obscured by an aura of laziness, forming an indissoluble decadence.

Serene and peaceful.

Only the red teardrop mole at the corner of the girl's eye is dazzling and has an incomparable vitality.

it is good...

Wen Er couldn't think of a suitable adjective for a moment.

She had never met anyone like him.

Quite aggressive, yet selfless.

So Wen Er walked towards Ning Xiyuan.

Qi Xuan and Qu Zhen stood together. He felt that Qu Zhen, who was so shocked and pretending to be calm when she opened the door just now, was really cute.

So we stopped and chatted for a few minutes.

But most of the time his eyes were still on Wen Er.

He was really afraid that the senior sister would be beaten out.

"My senior sister is going to seduce Yan Qi'an." While ensuring the situation remained stable, Qi Xuan began to chat with Qu Zhen and get closer to her.

Qu Zhen: ???

Upon hearing this, her expression suddenly changed.

As soon as they pulled away from each other, they heard Qi Xuan speak again: "My senior sister has no morals, unlike me. I have the most moral qualities."

"Never do anything stupid to take away someone's love."

The expression on Qu Zhen's face was hard to describe. She could only say that every different profession has its own challenges. She wished her success.

So, in full view of everyone, the blooming red hem slid over the boy's sleeves, and then without stopping, walked straight towards the girl on the rattan chair.

Wen Er licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, suddenly bent down, his eyes filled with smiles.

She carefully stretched out her little finger and hooked the girl's long hair.

"Baby, you smell so good."

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Yan Qi'an:!!!