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

Yan Qi'an walked around Yan Zhou and warned in a low voice: "Don't touch her."

Irritation filled his heart, swallowing him up bit by bit.

But the familiar sweetness lingered at the tip of his nose, inexplicably calming his restlessness and making him feel particularly at ease.

Ning Xiyuan happened to be the source of all the trouble today.

That kind of gentle and hypocritical smile has never appeared on his face since he saw Ning Xiyuan.

There is no other reason.

I can't laugh at all.

Yan Zhou also followed Yan Qian'an: "Don't be so stingy, I am the child's third uncle after all."

Yan Qianan suddenly stopped, his tone was cold, and the hostility in his eyes was no longer concealed: "I'll say it one last time, it's not my child!"

The gloom in the boy's eyes was like that of a ferocious beast, extremely terrifying.

Yan Zhou stood there in a daze.

By the time I reacted, the boy had already walked away.

Yan Zhou cursed inwardly: "Why are you holding a child that's not yours?"

Ning Xiyuan glanced sideways, looked at Yan Qian'an's face, and couldn't help but poked Yan Qian'an's face with his fingertips: "What are you angry about?"

It was obvious that she was demoted.

Yan Qian gritted his teeth and said coldly after a while: "They are blind."

How could Ning Xiyuan look like him at all! ?

Yan Qi'an's inexplicable mood continued until the end of lunch and Ning Xiyuan took a nap.

However, in the afternoon, when Yan Qian'an fished the man out, a smile appeared on his face again.

"Don't sleep!"

"I agreed to go play with you."

He shook Ning Xiyuan's shoulders, feeling justified in waking him up.

Ning Xiyuan stretched out her hand and slapped Yan Qian'an, but found that she did not hit his head.

The arms became shorter.

Ning Xiyuan gradually woke up.

I could already hear Yan Qian'an's unhesitating laughter.

Ning Xiyuan's eyes were dark as he waited for the opportunity to take revenge.

This thought faded on the busy street.

There are people everywhere, and apart from the strange style, there is not much difference from the world of cultivation overall.

There are noisy crowds, the sounds of vendors hawking their wares, and people performing their talents everywhere on the streets.

But the talents of Demon Realm are all...

Hate is hard to comment.

For example, cutting off one's own head and then putting it back on, and so on, is not suitable for children.

Ning Xiyuan doesn't like watching it either.

Two people stood on the street, somewhat dazed.

The grand festival and the noisy crowds seemed to have nothing to do with them.

It seems particularly out of place.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" Ning Xiyuan poked Yan Qian'an's face.

Yan Qian was silent.

What to look at?

He didn't know either.

He had never participated in such a gathering and never celebrated any festival. Why did he bring Ning Xiyuan with him?

he does not know.

Yan Qian'an hugged Ning Xiyuan's waist a little tighter.

It seems that in this world, only the person in his arms is tied to him.

"Want some buns?" Yan Qian'an's voice was full of hesitation. He didn't think those street performances were interesting, so...

nothing to do.

Ning Xiyuan: “Ah?”

She hadn't digested her lunch yet.

The old lady selling buns squinted her eyes and said, "Oh, sir, your daughter is so beautiful."

She handed over two buns attentively.

Yan Qianan lowered his eyes, trying to hide the displeasure in his eyes.

How old is he?

Why do you have such a big daughter?

Ning Xiyuan took out a top-grade spirit stone from his arms and handed it to the old lady.

The word "beautiful" sounds nice.

Ning Xiyuan harvested two buns and urged Yan Qi'an to move forward: "Open your mouth."

Yan Qian'an was stunned and didn't understand what Ning Xiyuan meant, but he subconsciously did as he was told.

Then a bun was stuffed directly into his mouth.

Ning Xiyuan: "I'll treat you to a meal."

Yan Qi'an:!!!

After he swallowed the bun, he said in a deep voice: "You are mentally ill."

"Don't buy it if you can't eat it!"

What do you think of him.

He had just finished speaking, and before he could start to teach him a lesson, he heard the old man next to him sighing, "The world is going downhill!"

"The world is declining!"

"Young people nowadays just have no patience and scold children at will."

"Alas, repressive education, what a good child, he knows to give the first bite to the adults."

"It's a pity that I was not born into a good family."

"What a sin, what a sin..."

The looks of the people around him when they looked at Yan Qian'an changed again and again.

Ning Xiyuan: “Haha.”

I was afraid that Yan Qi'an would be angry to death, so I just laughed twice.

Yan Qian'an's hatred for children reached its peak at this moment.

Ning Xiyuan took the opportunity to push another bun to Yan Qian'an: "Adults should set an example for children."

“Don’t waste money.”

Yan Qian'an rolled the ball around his mouth again and again, and finally swallowed it back.

He turned his head, looked at the smile on Ning Xiyuan's face, and took a deep breath.

I feel pain in my heart, liver, spleen and lungs.

Angry.

I don’t understand. I can’t understand why they would invite Ning Xiyuan to the Demon Realm.

sorry.

Yan Qian'an's gaze was so fiery that the word "anger" was almost sprayed onto her face.

"Want to scold me?" Ning Xiyuan raised his eyebrows and sneered.

Scold her?

I don’t know who will be angry to death first.

Yan Qi'an had a cold face, and then he dropped Ning Xiyuan to the ground with a "bang".

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

Got angry and left?

Ning Xiyuan lowered his eyes and stared at the ground beneath his feet.

The smile on his face gradually faded.

She is not a child and will not lose her way home.

No one anymore...

Could lose her.

The surrounding area was bustling with people.

The noise is annoying.

After coming to this world, I always think of the damn thing frequently...

Ning Xiyuan patted her skirt with both hands and sighed softly. She had just heard someone telling a story.

Since you are here, go and join in the fun.

As soon as I turned around, someone grabbed my wrist.

The boy's slightly dissatisfied voice sounded from above his head: "Why are you running around?!"

"You're so small, how can I find you in the crowd?"

Yan Qi'an pulled Ning Xiyuan to his side, then half-knelt down so that he was at eye level with Ning Xiyuan.

"Shut your mouth and stop talking."

Yan Qian'an stuffed the candied haws he had just bought into Ning Xiyuan's mouth.

He just saw kids of Ning Xiyuan's age each holding one.

The candied haws are a bit too sweet.

Ning Xiyuan took a bite and found it was sour inside.

So sour!

She instinctively wanted to spit it out, but Yan Qian quickly covered her mouth: "Don't waste it, kid."

Yan Qi'an got his revenge.

His mood warmed up and he hugged the person again.

Everything looks good to me.

Ning Xiyuan's mask of pain finally swallowed the hawthorn.

Yan Qi'an was very proud, but he didn't get a response from Ning Xiyuan for a long time.

The child put his arms around his neck and rested his chin on his shoulder, remaining too silent.

Yan Qi'an: "Are you angry?"

Not to the point.

Ning Xiyuan is not so petty.

Not getting a response, the smile on Yan Qian'an's face faded.

He held the person in his arms and shook her upside down: "Ningning?"

After a while, he heard a slightly childish voice: "Yan Qi'an, you seem..."

The voice paused.

Yan Qi'an was itching to hook up.

It has been a long time since I heard Ning Xiyuan call his name.

In anticipation, the girl spoke again: "You seem like you could be a good father."

————Small Theater——

Yan Qi'an: !!! I treat you as my wife, what do you treat me as!!! (Defense break)