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

"My name is——"

"Cang wins."

Soon, the breath gradually faded away, becoming imperceptible, and finally dissipated between heaven and earth.

Ning Xiyuan looked up at the dark night and frowned.

She had never heard of a god called "Fly".

【......6】

However, he lowered his head and met Ning Jin’s gaze.

Ning Jin's face was pale, with bloodstains still hanging at the corners of his mouth. The God-Slaying Sword had been pulled out, and his heart was covered in blood.

The smell of blood hit Ning Xiyuan's face after the power left, stirring up his emotions.

Before Ning Xiyuan stepped back, Ning Jin spoke.

She covered her chest and said with some difficulty: "Ning Xiyuan..."

"If...if there is a next life..."

"I am definitely better than you..."

If she could have such a good background in her next life.

if...

On her deathbed, she actually thought of the small mountain village where she was born but did not raise her.

Massacre a village and never regret it!

Even since then, her hands have been stained with countless blood and karma.

But those people deserve to die.

She looked at Ning Xiyuan, and was actually envious in her heart.

Even though the sect leader did not favor her at that time, he still indulged her, rewarded her, and promised her the position of young sect leader.

Love is not important.

What is important is the power and benefits gained, and what is important is the position itself.

The look she gave Ning Xiyuan became increasingly complicated. Ning Xiyuan suppressed his disgust for the smell of blood and interrupted Ning Jin.

"There is no next life."

Ning Xiyuan hated this unlucky topic, but facing Ning Jin's surprised gaze, she spoke again.

"I wish you peace and happiness in your next life."

She doesn't need such things in her next life.

Hopefully there never will be.

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The Thousand-Layered Pagoda collapsed.

The magic circle on the ground gradually lost its power and returned to calm.

But people always couldn't help but look up at the girl in mid-air.

The fluttering black clothes gradually disappeared into the night.

But no one has forgotten who made the greatest contribution to the destruction of the Thousand-Layer Pagoda.

Killing God?

This was the first time they had seen God in thousands of years.

So I saw Godkiller for the first time.

Just a young girl.

I heard that her sword is called the God-Slaying Sword. Perhaps there is a divine will in all things.

Perhaps she is the chosen one as she has achieved so much at such a young age!

They could not help but feel sorry that such a person was about to leave the spiritual world.

But such people are bound to create even bigger waves in the upper spiritual world, and they should be proud of it.

When Ning Xiyuan's feet lightly touched the ground, Lu Chaoyang jumped up to meet him.

Behind him are other people from the Southern Region.

It's just that Lu Chaoyang is impatient and unruly.

"Sister Ning!" Lu Chaoyang called out loudly.

The joy and excitement brought by surviving the disaster are also an unprecedented experience.

He is in a somewhat excited state now.

It’s a good time to fight Chu Aotian for a hundred rounds.

But he knew that the people from the Tianjian Sect were busy cleaning up the mess and it was not convenient to disturb them.

Ning Xiyuan looked at Lu Chaoyang's smiling face so close to him, but he couldn't figure out what Lu Chaoyang was so happy about.

He suddenly grabbed the boy's wrist, leaned over and spat out a mouthful of blood.

An unbearable taste spread in my mouth.

Qu Zhen immediately handed over the water.

Lu Chaoyang was frightened, his bright smile froze on his face, his whole body was tense, and he was about to jump three feet high.

But his remaining rationality made him reach out and hold Ning Xiyuan's shoulders.

"My sister, you...you just spit out blood just because you say so."

"I'm really scared..."

I was really afraid that I would die suddenly in his arms.

He didn't say this because Shen Shiwei poked him in the waist.

Lu Chaoyang took back his next words and sighed heavily.

The departure of the Southern Region group did not attract much attention, nor did it cause much commotion.

Whether it is the sadness of losing homes and loved ones, or the hatred towards the Eternal Life Palace for its wrongdoings, it is enough to occupy everyone's heart.

When Ning Xiyuan woke up, it was already the next day.

The first thing is a splitting headache.

This period of time has put too much strain on the body.

What's more, they have to face such a weird and vicious existence as the Palace of Eternal Life.

"Ugh!!"

Ning Xiyuan had just managed to stand up when he fell heavily onto the bed again.

tired.

too tired.

It feels like my body is being hollowed out.

And it's really worse to be dead than alive.

To sum up, life is worse than death.

After living in this world for so long, she is finally worthy of death.

When Shen Shiwei and Qu Zhen pushed the door open, Ning Xiyuan just stared with his eyes wide open, looking hopeless.

"Xiyuan." Qu Zhen called softly.

She was holding a bowl of medicine.

Shen Shiwei behind him was holding a plate of grapes.

Qu Zhen pulled the person out from under the quilt: "This is the medicine prescribed by someone from the Shen family in the Northern Territory."

"They said that in addition to various internal injuries, you were in a weak state."

"Compared to pills, drinking soup is more nourishing."

Qu Zhen handed the bowl to Ning Xiyuan's mouth and gave up the outrageous idea of ​​feeding him medicine with a spoon.

It's so bitter, and even more bitter if you take a sip.

Ning Xiyuan was in a daze. He only heard the word "xu" and his temple suddenly twitched, and he remembered something else.

So he took the small bowl, tilted his head back, and finished the medicine in a few gulps.

Is it empty?

She didn't feel anything.

Shen Shiwei kindly handed over the grapes.

Even though Young Master Xiaoyan was not around, they could still skin him, it wasn't a difficult task.

After Ning Xiyuan recovered completely and reminded himself several times that he was not going to die yet, he said in a hoarse voice: "In two days, we will return to the South Region."

I want to go to the spiritual world, but I don’t know if I can come back once I’m gone.

They must be reluctant to leave the Southern Region.

Ning Xiyuan's eyes fell on Qu Zhen and Lu Chaoyang who pushed the door open.

The Southern Territory is their home.

And Qin Chen, the upper spiritual world is where he belongs.

Even Shen Shiwei, her family is in the Northern Territory.

When people are weak, bad mood always envelops them inexplicably.

After everyone left, Ning Xiyuan lay on the bed, with some unspeakable feelings in his heart.

She never belonged anywhere.

No ties to anyone.

This feeling...

Annoying.

The bedroom was silent for a while, and then the girl sighed softly, "I deserve to die."

After the disaster, most of the prosperous fairyland-like Linxian City was reduced to ruins.

People are devoted to the post-disaster reconstruction process and will come to the City Lord's Mansion to express their gratitude to those from other forces.

Especially Ning Xiyuan.

Spontaneously organized "consolations" by the masses often appear in front of the city lord's mansion.

Whether it is exquisite food, luxurious jewelry, or simple local specialties.

The name Ning Xiyuan became well-known and became an indispensable topic in the streets and alleys.

The stories about Ning Xiyuan spread like crazy throughout Linxian City.

His popularity in the storytelling world far exceeds that of Chu Aotian.

Lu Chaoyang couldn't sit still, so he went to buy another novel about Ning Xiyuan, still with the simple title "A Generation of Proud".

He shared it with everyone at the dinner table with great interest.

"That demon prince is guilty of all kinds of evil and attempted to steal the secrets of the Immortal Clan, stirring up trouble again between the two clans—"

"Isn't this pure nonsense? A person as clear and pure as Master Xiaoyan would never do this."

Halfway through reading, Lu Chaoyang couldn't help but deny the contents of the script, and continued speaking under everyone's urging gazes.

"Master Ning put the people in the dungeon for the sake of justice."

"Master Ning raised his foot and stepped on the demon's shoulder, saying in a hoarse voice—"

"Bitch, get down on your knees."

"..."

"Call me master and I will satisfy you."

"..."

"..."

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Lu Chaoyang: Danger!!!