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

As soon as Ning Xiyuan entered the attic, a handsome young man came up to greet him.

The pavilion was filled with clouds and mist, and the sound of stringed instruments could be heard.

The intoxicating aroma of wine and fruit is intertwined and hidden in the clouds.

"Hey, this immortal, which handsome young man are you looking for?"

A middle-aged woman in exaggerated and gorgeous clothes came forward, squinted her eyes, looked Ning Xiyuan up and down, and then smiled.

Although the clothes are simple, they are all made of rare and luxurious materials.

He is definitely a wealthy and powerful guest.

[How about we just leave?] The system's heart skipped a beat, and it had already imagined a hundred scenarios of catching an adulterer in bed and being hacked into pieces.

"It doesn't matter if it's your first time here. We have people singing, playing the piano, dancing with swords, and painting. We have everything you need."

Ning Xiyuan ignored the system, threw the top-grade spirit stone to the woman, and went upstairs on his own.

"No need to follow."

The clues given by the system are not completely without basis after all.

The woman's eyes widened.

The eyes are smiling.

Top grade spiritual stone!

In such a small place, there actually are such generous people!

At the corners of each staircase, there are men and women dressed in various styles showing off their goods. On the walls at the corners, there are signs clearly indicating the prices.

Ning Xiyuan looked through the layers and finally stopped in front of a painter.

There was no price on the sign, just a jar of Hibiscus Wine.

If you buy me a drink, you can get a painting from this artist...?

Ning Xiyuan looked at what was hanging on the wall, what the painter was painting, and the drawing papers scattered on the ground, and was slightly silent.

At once...

Ghostly drawing.

It’s hard to judge, but he may have the potential to become an outstanding talisman practitioner.

"Twenty-five years old, incarnation level, sword cultivator."

Ning Xiyuan looked down at the man who was drawing at the table and said this lightly.

The antidote to Blind Moon...she thought, she had found it.

The spiritual energy in the lower spiritual world is thin, and those who have reached the peak of out-of-body experience are few and far between, and they are all old men who are thousands or hundreds of years old.

The man in front of me is so young, but he has already reached the state of out-of-body experience...

No matter why he ended up in this situation, he must be someone from the upper spiritual world.

The painter was dressed in yellow, with feather-like earrings, and veins on his slender hands were faintly visible when he wrote.

His facial features are strong, but there is a sense of dejection.

Ning Xiyuan likes to deal with such people, everyone wants to die.

"You are joking, Immortal. I have no skills, let alone know how to wield a sword." The man did not look up, and there was no rise or fall in his voice, but one could hear a hint of drunkenness.

Ning Xiyuan: "I'll buy you a drink."

The painter paused, raised his head and looked at Ning Xiyuan.

He picked out a painting at random and was about to hand it to her.

"I'd like to give you the best wine, but not your paintings." Ning Xiyuan shook his head slightly, speaking in a cheerful tone.

The painter finally looked Ning Xiyuan straight in the eye.

Best wine?

"Not selling myself."

He seemed moved.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

Does she have a face that looks like she's here for whoring?

"Of course." Ning Xiyuan leaned forward, his voice was very soft, with a slight smile, "I want the antidote for Blind Moon."

"I know you do."

After saying this, she stood up straight again and smiled friendly.

It doesn’t matter, soft ones won’t work.

Just give it a good beating!

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When Yan Qi'an found Ning Xiyuan, the girl was lying on the soft couch in the private room on the top floor.

Two handsome boys were massaging their legs, and two more were peeling grapes.

A madman was sleeping at my feet, holding a jar of wine.

He rushed in, interrupting the sound of piano music in the private room, and everyone looked at him.

The madam following behind her was almost broken!

The man's white clothes were stained with blood, he looked murderous, and he had a dagger in his hand.

Like a jade-faced Asura walking out of hell.

It’s obvious that he’s here to catch an adulterer!

I didn't expect that this would be caught on this distinguished guest.

What a jerk! He has such a beautiful lady at home, but he still wants to eat her secretly...

"Young Sect Master."

Yan Qi'an laughed angrily.

He went to kill someone, and when he came back the person was gone.

Finally found this person here...

Ning Xiyuan jumped up from the couch, looked at Yan Qi'an, and said with a smile: "Would you like to drink?"

"drink!"

Before Yan Qian'an could say anything, the person under Ning Xiyuan's feet raised his hand and got up.

He seemed quite drunk.

The painter hasn't had such good wine for a long time.

Ning Xiyuan didn't notice Yan Qi'an's darkening face at all and chuckled twice.

Of course, the wine produced by the system is good.

"Young Master likes this, why not find a slave?" Yan Qian'an smiled, that gentle smile that made people feel like spring breeze.

"clang!"

The dagger fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

The excitement caused by killing gradually became stronger, or rather turned into irritability.

Still want to kill someone.

Kill more people.

Everyone here, including Ning Xiyuan.

Ning Xiyuan waved his hand, signaling everyone to leave.

She had no guilt at all.

Just enjoy life while waiting.

There's nothing wrong.

After receiving Ning Xiyuan's order, the people in the room ran faster than rabbits.

It was really that the aura emanating from Yan Qian'an was too terrifying.

Only the painter sat there, motionless, and finally the madam had people drag him away.

Although the painter was drunk, he still waved at Ning Xiyuan.

"Good wine!"

"Come to me next time. I have all kinds of medicine here."

After these words were spoken, everyone looked at Yan Qian'an's expression.

But I only saw that the expression on the boy's face became softer and softer, as if he was infinitely tolerant.

"Snapped!"

After the muffled sound, the door closed completely, and they were the only two people left in the room.

Ning Xiyuan looked at Yan Qian'an and hooked his finger.

"Come."

Greasy and disgusting.

She can do it.

Yan Qian'an couldn't see Ning Xiyuan's movements, he just felt that the girl's voice was different from usual.

He remained silent and walked towards Ning Xiyuan.

Finally, he stood behind Ning Xiyuan and put his hands on the girl's shoulders.

"hiss!"

"lighter!"

Ning Xiyuan turned her head and looked at Yan Qian'an. The force just now almost crushed her.

If you want to kill him, just kill him. Don't cause any trouble here.

"I will learn what the young master likes."

Yan Qianan chuckled and his mood immediately improved a lot, but the tone of his voice remained the same as before.

gentle.

Ning Xiyuan wanted to curse.

But I held it in.

The villain had no bottom line, which made her feel very painful.

But I have to admit that after adjusting the strength, Yan Qian'an felt the massage was quite comfortable.

only...

"Did you kill someone?"

Ning Xiyuan opened his eyes and distanced himself from the two of them.

The room was filled with a mixture of various aromas, which ultimately failed to cover up the stench of blood.

Yan Qi'an immediately walked around to the front of Ning Xiyuan, bent down slightly, and shortened the distance between them.

"He was rude, vulgar and dissolute."

"Shouldn't he be killed?"

The young man lowered his voice and spoke in a seductive manner.

He was also curious about how much the soul under the shell of the young sect leader could tolerate him.

Ning Xiyuan exploded.

gas.

Angry.

For a moment I didn't know what to be angry about.

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Sister Ning: He killed the person I wanted to kill! He killed others but not me! He...he touched me with the hand that had killed someone! Ugh!

Yan Qi'an: I'm angry, but I don't know what I'm angry about