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

"Who...who is that?" Deacon Song took two steps back with a serious expression.

The remaining people in the hall also took a posture of vigilance and defense.

But the two figures showed no fear at all and rushed into the Heyang Hall like blind men.

"Good morning everyone."

The girl in the lead had a rosy complexion and a perfect smile on her face, and she looked lazy and refined.

And they——

Everyone looked down at themselves, looking dusty and listless.

Standing together, they are like a princess and a beggar.

"What do you mean!" Deacon Song stepped forward, his expression becoming more and more ferocious.

This is a provocation!

Saying good morning in such a critical moment is hypocritical!

It’s simply unreasonable!

Damn!

Feng Tang frowned.

He asked the Soul-Suppressing City Lord to come for help, not to make an enemy.

Just as he was about to speak, another voice came: "What do you mean, of course it's good morning!"

"Old man, your brain is not working well, so sleep more. Don't learn from young people to get up early."

Lu Chaoyang scratched his head and stood side by side with Ning Xiyuan.

"..."

"..."

Deathly silence was given to Lu Chaoyang.

A topic terminator, an emotion instigator, and a conflict creator.

"You ignorant boy, I am the military officer of Fengyin City!"

Deacon Song’s teeth were almost broken from biting them.

How dare this little brat, who hasn't even grown all his hair, be so disrespectful to him!

Deacon Song's voice was very loud.

Mixed with the pressure of the Tribulation Period, he wanted to use it to intimidate the idiot in front of him.

As expected, the boy with reddish hair stopped talking.

Deacon Song just snorted coldly when he heard Lu Chaoyang turn his head and ask Ning Xiyuan: "So he is not old?"

Deacon Song's mouth twitched, and he gritted his teeth: "Not old!"

Who wants to be called old?

Even though he is indeed quite old.

Lu Chaoyang: "So he has no brain?"

Deacon Song: “No!”

"..."

"..."

"Hahahahaha, Sister Ning! He said he has no brains, Sister Ning!" Lu Chaoyang grabbed Ning Xiyuan's shoulders and laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.

Ning Xiyuan smiled.

There was a hint of death on his face.

She just wanted to use Lu Chaoyang's mouth to make others unhappy.

However, he neglected the buff of killing one thousand enemies but losing eight hundred of his own men.

Deacon Song's face turned red.

He had never been insulted like this before!

From! To! No!

"City Lord, how are you?"

Seeing that a big battle was about to break out, Feng Tang hurriedly stood in the middle to break the tense atmosphere.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

While Ning Xiyuan was talking calmly to Feng Tang, she tried hard to pat down Lu Chaoyang's hand that was pulling on her shoulder.

But to no avail.

Lu Chaoyang laughed and squatted down, holding his stomach.

A farce ended in shock.

They stared at Ning Xiyuan's face in disbelief.

Teenage girl.

who is it! ?

Is he the legendary Soul-Suppressing City Lord?

This...Soul-Suppressing City is too sloppy!

This...this!

"I beg the City Lord to help Fengyin City overcome the difficulties." Feng Tang's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, which made others feel better.

Those who can stand here are not brainless idiots.

Just by looking at the mental state of these two people in Zhenhun City, one can guess that Zhenhun City is fine.

and!

How did these two people suddenly appear at the door of their Heyang Hall!

Have those confinements and barriers lost their effect?

Ning Xiyuan nodded and smiled: "Of course, that's why I came here."

The girl has a beautiful face and a dazzling smile.

The relaxed and pleasant sound makes people feel irresistibly fascinated.

"but--"

"There is no such thing as a free lunch."

Ning Xiyuan patted Lu Chaoyang, signaling that he could get up and work.

Lu Chaoyang got up.

Lu Chaoyang slapped his thigh wildly: "Hahahaha! He has no brains!"

The corner of Ning Xiyuan's mouth twitched slightly.

This brother's reaction time is too long.

Feng Tang was a man who had experienced many ups and downs. His expression remained unchanged as he said to Ning Xiyuan, "Please."

Not the first time dealing with each other.

Of course I know there is a price to pay.

Lu Chaoyang: “Hahaha!”

"A pair of crystal cups with flying deer patterns!"

"A Tianshan snow lotus."

"A Cloud Frost Sword!"

"A bottle of Holy Soul Pill."

"Fuxi Bagua Mirror..."

"..."

When Lu Chaoyang was serious, he spoke in a clear and loud voice.

But every time he thought of it, the faces of everyone in Fengyin City, including Feng Tang, became darker.

What does it mean!

Any item on this list would be something that the entire upper spiritual world would compete for.

How dare the Soul-Suppressing City do this!

No, the most important thing is——

How did the people in Soul-Suppressing City know that these treasures were in their hands!

"Lord of the Soul-Calming City, your appetite is a bit too big."

Even Feng Tang felt a little embarrassed.

The value of so many things added together is simply inestimable.

Lu Chaoyang was not convinced: "What's wrong with having a big appetite? It's better than having no brains!"

Qu Zhen has already taught him!

Feng Tang was just being sarcastic to them by saying this.

It was at this time that the earth shook.

Even the Heheyang Palace located in the center of the city was not spared.

The shrill screams and the murderer's roars were clearly heard by everyone.

"Commander, we are old friends."

"I'll give you another chance, please think about it."

Ning Xiyuan took the list from Lu Chaoyang's hand that was almost vertical to the ground, his expression normal.

"Lord of Zhenhun City, are you just going to watch someone die without helping?" Another slightly younger deacon rushed up, his face flushed.

You've come all the way here, but you only see the immediate benefits. Don't you see the corpses everywhere outside?

Ning Xiyuan: ???

My goodness, moral kidnapping is being put on her head.

Ning Xiyuan: "Say what you just said again."

The girl's eyes seemed to suddenly light up at this moment.

Before that, it was like a stagnant pool of water.

The man was stunned for a moment, but immediately said: "Soul-Chenning City Lord, you..."

Ning Xiyuan interrupted: "I know you're still barking like a dog."

The girl folded her arms across her chest, took a few steps back, and moved directly behind Lu Chaoyang.

Lu Chaoyang bared his teeth.

"..."

Good, no one is barking anymore.

But the silence in this hall was like a knife, cutting everyone's nerves.

Movement outside.

The sound of the formation exploding.

Some people stared at Ning Xiyuan, while others rushed out with gritted teeth.

In any case, they can't just sit here and wait for death.

If we can't even resist the fourth wave of beasts...

They are about to face an unprecedented disaster.

Just at this moment, Ning Xiyuan suddenly sat down.

I don’t know where the lounge chair came from, and I don’t know where the grapes came from.

Ning Xiyuan was enveloped by a sense of leisure and ease.

It was at odds with the feeling of impending disaster expressed by the entire city.

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Chapter One