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

The originally grand protest parade in Zhenhun City collapsed after just half a day.

No one mentioned it on the streets anymore.

Is the city lord a tyrant?

The city lord is a young, smiling, tolerant, generous and kind little girl?

In comparison, they have already accepted the latter calmly.

At the same time, Demon Realm.

Imperial capital.

In the eerie, dark and half-lit hall.

Yan Qian'an endured the pain in his chest and tilted his head to spit out a mouthful of blood.

The pain that permeates the whole body makes the brain extremely excited.

At the shoulders, the black collar was soaked with blood, emitting a bloody smell that made people nauseous.

Even at this moment, the Demon Lord was sitting in the hall, and his brother was kneeling beside him.

The slightest carelessness can lead to eternal damnation.

He still couldn't help being a little surprised.

The taste of blood...isn't it sweet anymore?

sweet...

The sweet taste is...

The girl's face and the bunches of heavy grapes planted in the Blood Shadow Palace appeared in my mind.

Thinking of this, the suffocating atmosphere didn't seem so unbearable.

A man in black came up to the hall, bowed, and then stepped forward to answer.

Because of the barrier, no one knew what they said.

Soon the barrier was lifted and the Demon Lord sitting on the throne stood up.

The black robe fell like a waterfall, silky and smooth.

The Demon Lord's strong and perfect body is displayed to the fullest.

He walked towards Yan Qian'an step by step.

The solemnity in the air reached its peak at this moment.

"I wrongly blamed you."

The man spoke, his voice was hollow and powerful, and his noble and lofty voice was so natural and admirable.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qian felt a force pulling at his arm.

Swallowing down the blood that was rising again, Yan Qi'an stood up with the force.

at the same time.

"boom!"

Yan Tingyun, who was kneeling on the side, was suddenly thrown away, hit the pillar next to him hard and fell down.

"Do you blame me?"

The man's eyes fell on Yan Qian'an. Clearly without any emotion, they were filled with a sense of oppression.

The smell of blood filled the entire hall.

Yan Qi'an bowed and saluted: "I dare not."

The young man lowered his eyes, meek and respectful.

"Hahaha, Old Seven, I have high hopes for you."

The Demon Lord's hand fell heavily on Yan Qian'an's shoulder. Yan Tingyun, who got up from the ground, had hatred in his eyes.

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Ning Xiyuan finished the porridge cooked by Xia Qiu and rarely thought of Yan Qian'an.

Such great cooking skills are given to me right away.

Generous!

Ning Xiyuan praised in her heart and immediately took out the jade pendant that Yan Qi'an had given her.

"Comrade Xiaoyan, good morning!"

A good mood starts with a delicious breakfast.

Soon, an echo came from the jade pendant.

The boy's voice was low but still gentle: "Ningning, good morning."

When Ning Xiyuan put away the jade pendant, someone happened to visit him.

"Greetings to His Majesty the City Lord!"

"Your Highness, please move to the outskirts of the city and inspect the troops."

The person who delivered the message behaved with proper courtesy and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, so no one could find any fault with him.

Ning Xiyuan, who was about to go to bed after eating, said: "......"

After briefly gritting her teeth, the girl smiled and said, "Okay."

【Host? ! 】

The system was shocked.

When did the host become so diligent? !

Ning Xiyuan: "To prevent future troubles."

If she doesn't show her strength, what if someone causes trouble for her every day?

On the outskirts of the city, above the army camp, black military flags fluttered in the wind.

The martial arts training ground was where 30,000 generals stationed in the suburbs gathered. They were organized from front to back according to the size of their official rank, with a strict system.

At the front of the arena, General Qin, wearing a tight-fitting outfit with narrow sleeves, was flexing his wrists.

What kind of person the city lord is will naturally be revealed through fists.

Lu Chaoyang, who had recently followed him to learn sword, was born with a natural sword bone and was extremely intelligent. His understanding of the way of the sword was extraordinary.

This person was brought by the city lord.

But so what? It is a fallacy to love someone and love everything about him.

When Ning Xiyuan stepped into the martial arts training ground, there was complete silence.

More than 30,000 people were like 30,000 pieces of wood, motionless, and except for their breathing, they were no different from corpses.

Ning Xiyuan: "Okay!"

What a beautiful state.

Deputy General Guo, who came with Ning Xiyuan, looked at the girl beside him with strange eyes.

You don't have to work so hard to please the army.

It's too pompous.

General Qin was standing on the stage and immediately saw Ning Xiyuan who was following Vice General Guo.

This waist is not even as thick as his arm.

What kind of city lord?!

"General Qin is looking for me, is there something?" Ning Xiyuan landed lightly on the stage without waiting for General Qin to speak.

She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her fair and slender arms.

The little green snake jumped from the girl's wrist to the pillar next to her.

"Today I heard from Deputy General Guo that the city lord is kind."

General Qin threw the sword in his hand backwards and accurately inserted it into the scabbard behind him.

"It's good to be kind, but I don't know how long I can live."

General Qin's words were very straightforward, and his gaze revealed all his dissatisfaction and suspicion.

The Sifang City has the ambition of a Sifang City.

If you want to be their city lord, you must be strong enough, ruthless enough, and decisive enough.

Ning Xiyuan: "Thanks to your good words, I will definitely not live long!"

This strong old man suddenly seemed much more pleasing to the eye.

General Qin: ???

This answer was so unexpected that he took a long time to react and finally just snorted coldly.

"Let's do it."

Before General Qin could speak, Ning Xiyuan spoke in a loud and impatient voice.

Solve the problem as soon as possible and live a good life of eating and waiting for death.

General Qin cleared his throat uncomfortably and said, "I don't bully the young."

"I don't need spiritual energy, please do as you please."

This child is very polite.

He found it difficult to say anything harsh.

Ning Xiyuan raised his chin: "Well, I don't need it either."

General Qin no longer hesitated and jumped up as swiftly as a tiger.

The veins on his clenched fist were bulging, showing his bravery.

Qi Ying stood under the stage, his eyes calm.

He knew General Qin. Although this punch seemed extremely powerful, he actually only used 30% of his strength.

The fist was as fast as lightning, but it missed.

A black figure appeared behind General Qin like a ghost.

There was a long stick in the girl's hand.

There was an obvious gap on the weapon rack next to it.

So fast!

These two words were originally used to praise General Qin.

But the moment he spoke, he found that the girl was faster.

It was so fast that even General Qin couldn't catch it.

"Shh!"

The long stick fell, breaking through the air with a loud sound, and was accompanied by a strong wind.

General Qin was agile and dodged the attack, then took several steps back to create some distance between the two men.

The battle situation, which had just become tense, returned to a brief silence.

Ning Xiyuan turned the wooden stick in his hand, and the smile on his face did not change at all.

"I advise the general not to hold back."

"It's not good to lose so badly."

After all...we'll all be family from now on.

General Qin was instantly irritated, and the slight admiration he had just felt was overwhelmed by anger.

What an arrogant girl.

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0k0k0kWhen did everyone watch it?

A little stuck these days