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

"Go take a shower."

Ning Xiyuan pushed the person far away.

When his eyes fell on the bloodstain on the white clothes, he felt as if the top of his head was transparent.

How could a bastard not take care of himself after killing someone?

Yan Qian'an clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves again.

Then he stuffed a bag of oranges into Ning Xiyuan's arms with a slightly displeased tone.

"I helped the Young Master to vent his anger, but he still thought I was dirty."

"I feel sad."

Yan Qian'an felt bloated in the heart.

It's all caused by anger.

Dislike him?

How can you not dislike those men whose origins are unknown?

While he's away, run to these smoky and foul places.

Of course, you can curse in your heart.

Yan Qian'an was still very docile in his actions.

After he said these words, he left immediately, without giving Ning Xiyuan a chance to vomit in front of him.

Ning Xiyuan also went to take a bath.

She wants to change this private room.

A place polluted by the smell of blood...I don't want to stay there for even a moment.

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When Ning Xiyuan changed rooms and Yan Qian'an appeared again.

She immediately got up from the bed again.

This time, she was ready to go.

"Come to me, I have something to tell you alone." Ning Xiyuan imitated the previous Wen Yin Pavilion Master, rubbing his fly hands and smiling in a rather perverted way.

After a while...

She realized that Yan Qian'an was blind and couldn't see.

So these redundant actions are omitted.

However, just based on the greasy sound, it is worth pondering.

Yan Qi'an climbed onto Ning Xiyuan's bed as if he had read her mind, and said in a hoarse voice, "There are only the young master and I here."

"Whatever the young master says is fine."

The boy had just finished taking a shower and was wearing thin clothes, with some moisture still covering his body.

He placed his hand on the girl's ear, and her hair fell naturally, sweeping across Ning Xiyuan's face.

Ning Xiyuan extended his index finger and lightly touched Yan Qi'an's thin lips, then moved all the way down to the small mole on his Adam's apple, pressing neither lightly nor heavily.

"Can you serve people?"

"Ok?"

She browsed through the domineering copy sent to her by the system, selecting the appropriate sentences.

Yan Qi'an was slightly stunned.

The taste of grapes still lingered on the girl's fingertips.

It seems...there is also the smell of wine.

When he arrived, he did hear a drunkard howling.

"you're drunk?"

He narrowed his eyes, ignoring the abnormality in his neck, and asked.

otherwise...

Why are you crazy again?

Ning Xiyuan pulled away the silk ribbon covering Yan Qian'an's eyes, revealing his purple eyes.

Although the boy was blind.

But these gem-like eyes have not lost their luster.

She liked these eyes.

Cold and full of murderous intent.

"Not drunk." Ning Xiyuan replied.

Sometimes it's quite sad not to be drunk.

Yan Qian'an didn't have the chance to ask any more questions, as the girl's hand had already grasped his collar and her other hand slowly fastened his belt.

"what."

He laughed and grabbed the hands on his waist.

Ning Xiyuan immediately said, "Are you playing hard to get?"

"Don't challenge my patience easily."

Yan Qian'an didn't say anything else, but took off his clothes in a few seconds.

The black hair hangs down in front of her chest, unable to hide her spring scenery.

Drops of water dripped down the hair onto the abdominal muscles, rising and falling with the breathing.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

I didn't expect she would be so sexy after taking off her clothes?

Yan Qianan grabbed Ning Xiyuan's hand and pressed it on his waist.

The scorching temperature burned in the palm of my hand.

She looked at the man with her usual gentle and hypocritical smile, and said slowly: "Whether I am vain or not, you will know if you try it, Young Master."

Yan Qi was safe and not afraid.

It's just a body.

Just give it up.

When people are weak, they don’t have the power to choose.

There was no point in him struggling with future corpses.

What's more, the current young master...

very funny.

Ning Xiyuan held back his curse words and recited the last line: "Do you know that you are playing with fire?"

Yan Qian'an snorted softly and untied the belt around Ning Xiyuan's waist.

Ning Xiyuan:......

Isn't she greasy enough?

Or...the villain has no bottom line.

Ning Xiyuan stuffed the medicine in his hand into Yan Qi'an's mouth, and while Yan Qi'an was distracted, he rolled into the bed.

Yan Qian'an lowered his eyes, a hint of coldness flashing across them.

Again...

what?

"Don't vomit." Ning Xiyuan didn't turn around, but still warned, "Blind Moon's antidote."

Yan Qianan answered quickly.

He said in a soft voice: "Don't worry, Young Master."

"Even if it's poison, I will eat it."

Ning Xi rolled his eyes in anger.

She wouldn't believe such nonsense.

She now hopes that the heroine will appear. Even if the heroine does not kill her, at least Yan Qian'an will have something to think about.

Without his innocence, he would lose the qualification to pursue the heroine.

[Host, the plot has changed...] The system is very concerned about the host's thoughts.

Ning Xiyuan said nothing.

When she watched that plot, she saw that when the heroine first came to Futu Sect, she took good care of the villain, making the villain feel the love and warmth he had never felt before.

From then on, he treated the heroine as his own child.

Although based on her actual investigation, this description is nonsense.

But she really missed Ning Jin, whom she had never met.

Take Yan Qian'an away quickly!

At least mention the bottom line.

Seeing that Ning Xiyuan had stopped making any movement, Yan Qi'an naturally would not take the initiative to provoke him.

The current situation was something he had expected.

As for whether what I ate was the antidote for Blind Moon...

No.

Blind Moon is not the poison here.

There will be no antidote in the spirit world.

So why did Ning Xiyuan bring him here?

What is the purpose?

As night falls, the moonlight casts a silver glow in the house.

Ning Xiyuan slept soundly.

Especially with Yan Qi sleeping next to him, he felt very peaceful.

She always hoped to die in her sleep.

Yan Qian'an didn't sleep at all.

He never sleeps.

That would give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage.

He secretly manipulated the remaining demonic energy in his body, wanting to know what he had just eaten.

But...the drug spread quickly in the body, leaving no trace.

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Early the next morning, Ning Xiyuan was awakened by the system.

The system urged her to return to Futu Sect.

After all, there were only a few days left before the sect competition, and the entire system began to panic again.

Ning Xiyuan took Yan Qi'an downstairs.

Layer upon layer of drunkenness and dreams.

Sweet words and nonsense are all pleasant to the ears.

When I left, someone on the first floor was drinking. He hugged the girl in his arms and shouted, "Come, drink a cup of wine with me."

Yan Qi'an paused slightly.

Look in that direction.

Ning Xiyuan was puzzled.

"Why? Like it?" She followed Yan Qian'an's gaze.

The girl was dressed in white and had a rather cold and elegant appearance.

"Young Sect Leader is joking."

Yan Qian'an smiled and shook his head, motioning Ning Xiyuan to continue walking.

Ning Xiyuan looked at that place for a long time.

Could it be that... there are people from the demon tribe here?

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A long, long time later:

Yan Qi'an (furious): Ningning, did you drink the wedding wine with him that day? !

Artist: ???

Ning Xiyuan: ...get out.