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

Zhao Pu: "...bad knee."

He chuckled twice, trying not to look at the reactions of the people around him, and supported himself on his knees to stand up.

As a result, after taking two steps——

"boom!"

He didn't walk steadily, his knees went weak, and he knelt down again.

The audience was silent.

The shock almost overwhelmed the fear and anxiety.

Ning Xiyuan opened his mouth but said nothing.

This world is really too crazy.

Yan Qi'an, on the other hand, looked normal. He raised his hand and put it around Ning Xiyuan's shoulders. He asked indifferently, "When did you adopt a godson?"

Ning Xiyuan: “Just now.”

The plain conversation ended, and everyone else was trying to hold back their laughter, except for the people from the Star Palace who lowered their heads which had been held high from the beginning.

Is it feasible to drive Zhao Pu out now?

Yan Qian'an chuckled and threw something to Zhao Pu.

Zhao Pu:! ! !

No, they really treat him as a beggar!

Doesn't he want to lose face?

Doesn’t the Xingchen Palace have any respect?

The object that was thrown down made a crisp sound and rolled down in front of his eyes.

Soul beads!

This kind of thing...

In addition to their beautiful appearance, they also contain extremely powerful power. It is said that the soul beads scattered around the world were left behind by the ascended masters.

There is always a market but no price.

The elders of their sect all worship it like a treasure.

"Thank you for the reward, Master!"

The speed of limbs is always faster than that of the brain. By the time Zhao Pu reacted, he had already become an old slave and was looking at the two people in front of him flatteringly.

"..."

"..."

The people in the Star Palace breathed in and out, sighed, and it felt like a mountain was pressing down on their necks.

Zhao Pu gritted his teeth. He had already lost face, so he made a heart shape on his chest and said, "I wish you and your lover a long and happy life, and we will never be separated."

Ning Xiyuan covered his face and threw a red cloud crystal to Zhao Pu.

Zhao Pu:! ! !

All the good things, good things, are his!

other people:"......"

actually...

It's not like they can't say nice things, really...

If they put honey on their little mouths, they will definitely be sweeter than Zhao Pu, really!

Luo Wu, who had been standing in the dark, clasped his hands together, his face calm and without any desire, and walked to Zhao Pu.

"Amitabha."

"The couple is a perfect match, the bridal chamber is warm, the flowers are in full bloom, the moon is full, and the couple's love is deep."

"I wish the two donors a long and happy marriage and everlasting love."

Ning Xiyuan stopped smiling.

The scene before her was too explosive, so she had to slow down.

But Yan Qian'an next to him didn't need to slow down. The young man smiled and casually threw a soul bead into Wu's arms.

"reward."

People who can speak should speak more.

Zhao Pu gritted his teeth when he heard this. How could they lose to a monk in such a matter?

Zhao Pu: "Those who are in love will eventually succeed. It is destined that I will marry a beautiful woman for three lifetimes. Those who are determined will not be disappointed. May their love last forever."

Realization: "The sky is a tent and the ground is a blanket. I dare not speak loudly and frown lightly..."

Zhao Pu: ???

Everyone:? ? ?

Ning Xiyuan: "That's enough."

As she spoke, she smiled and drew out the Sword of God Slaying. The two men, one kneeling and the other standing, fled in panic with their heads covered.

The others looked awkward, and their eyes were full of ambiguity.

Ning Xiyuan resisted the urge to chop off his two heads and walked towards the edge of the sinkhole.

Yan Qian'an was still standing there, his earlobes slightly red.

Between Heaven and Earth...

It was something he had never thought of.

The southwest side of the tiankeng is the steepest, and there seems to be a flickering light directly above it, emitting power continuously.

The elite talents from each sect are basically crowded in this place.

This seems like a breakthrough point for them to escape.

"let."

Ning Xiyuan smiled politely.

She felt a familiar power here.

Or the evil god...

If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the place where the Eternal Emperor lives.

Just like the underground palace under the Demon Realm residence that day.

Xiao Yi didn't say anything and moved far away.

Ji Yunqing (gritting teeth, clenching fists, frowning, loosening his fists fiercely, smiling with a crooked mouth, silently reciting "Thirty Years in the East" in his heart, and reluctantly retreating).

The only one standing in front of Ning Xiyuan was Shen Zhe.

He had never seen the girl in black before him.

But that didn't stop him from being annoying.

As soon as this person arrived, he attracted everyone's attention, and he seemed to have a natural indifference and contempt for everything around him.

"Who are you?" Shen Zhe looked Ning Xiyuan up and down with an unfriendly look on his face.

Could it be a casual cultivator?

"What's the point of this little brat joining in the fun?"

Shen Zhe said disdainfully.

At the age of seventeen, she is so tender that you can squeeze water out of her.

It's the age when you have to pretend to be strong.

These geniuses don't see the point, why is a little girl meddling in it?

"Xiyuan!"

"Strong man!"

Two voices were heard at the same time from the place where everyone fell.

Several figures appeared in front of everyone.

When Ning Lingyue saw Ning Xiyuan's figure, her heart, which had been hanging high in the air, finally fell peacefully.

Lu Chaoyang: "Brave man! Brave man!"

It’s great to meet Sister Ning again.

Yan Yunyi glanced at Yan Qian secretly, then stealthily grabbed Shen Shiwei's arm, pressed herself against him, bent over, and buried her face in Shen Shiwei's neck.

"Sister, it's dark here, I'm afraid..."

The soft voice is like a white lotus swaying in the wind, endearing and endearing.

Shen Shiwei: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Yan Qi'an, who had a full view of everything: "......"

whispering sound.

Neuropathy.

Ning Lingyue took a few steps forward and stood behind Ning Xiyuan.

Qin Ye followed, frowning and looking at everything around him.

This secret place...

It's a bit too unusual.

This sinkhole gives people an eerie feeling, as if there is life in it, wriggling strangely in the darkness.

Shen Zhe looked at the four people and suddenly laughed: "Are they from your Liuyun Sect?"

"Arrogant, rude, and conceited, this is indeed the style of your Liuyun Sect."

Hate every genius equally.

He wants to be unique in this world, but outstanding people come one after another.

I really wish that mankind would become extinct and he would be the only one left.

Qin Ye frowned and subconsciously wanted to blame Ning Xiyuan, but when he saw that half-smiling face, he decisively directed his scolding at Shen Zhe.

"What a joke! Are all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Flames Alliance fools who spread rumors?"

Seeing the confrontation between Liuyun Sect and Wanyan League, everyone else was watching the fun.

Shen Zhe didn't care.

He has worked his way up from the bottom and is immune to this level of trash talk.

He even looked at Yan Qian'an and Ning Xiyuan with an ambiguous gaze: "At least no one in our Wanyan League has any male pets from the demon clan who are not good enough."

"..."

"..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the tiankeng changed immediately.

Shen Zhe looked around, trying to find someone who was on the same side as him.

After all... monks hate demons, naturally.

but...

Everyone he saw lowered their heads.

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Oh my god, I haven’t updated for so long. Did you guys go to school carrying me on your back?