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

Yan Qian'an's hesitation was in vain because Ning Xiyuan took action.

She pulled the young man who was blocking her way behind her, grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and smashed the God-Slaying Sword down heavily.

The overwhelming momentum.

The God-Slaying Sword was filled with power like a heavy sword.

The attacking spiritual energy was unexpectedly shattered, forcing Ji Qing to take a half step back.

Yan Qian, who was pushed away, stared at the girl's back in a daze.

His feelings were right.

really...

Is a madman.

"How is this possible, you!" Ji Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ning Xiyuan.

In this spiritual world, even though he is restricted by the rules, he still has the ability to become a half-step god!

How could Ning Xiyuan break this attack so easily!

The girl in front of me seemed slightly different.

The blood at the corner of the lips and the teardrop mole at the end of the eye complement each other, and the red is shocking.

The lights in the hall were still on, but there seemed to be a shadow behind the girl, enveloping her.

Ning Xiyuan felt pain in all his internal organs.

I consumed too much today.

He faced Lu Chaoyang in the morning, had just taken the Soul-Severing Pill, and was then attacked by Ji Qing.

This body couldn't bear it anymore.

so what.

You can’t die anyway!

Ji Qing took two steps back, distanced himself from her, and suppressed his anger and surprise: "Ning Xiyuan, what do you want!"

"I'll switch with you!"

You can't confront it head-on.

Ning Xiyuan must have a lot of high-level spiritual weapons on him, and he has time to waste, but Ning Jin doesn't.

not to mention...

I heard that Ning Xiyuan defeated Lu Chaoyang today.

Who knows whether the sect leader has come out.

Ning Xiyuan wiped his mouth with his sleeve: "What do you want?"

She repeated Ji Qing's question.

Then the Sword of God-Slaying smashed towards Ji Qing again.

"I want to die!"

The girl smiled; these four words sounded clear and were accompanied by a sigh of satisfaction.

Ji Qing is so annoying.

Just kill him.

Ji Qing was unable to dodge and could only swing his sword to block.

It was enough that he gave in once!

Ning Xiyuan actually doesn't know what's good for him!

Then the pressure from the Half-Step Godhead exploded and dissipated.

Ning Xiyuan flew backwards, but the Sword of God-Slaying in his hand was already raised, ready for the next strike.

"Stop fighting!"

"stop fighting!"

Finally, a fourth person's voice was heard in the hall.

Ji Qing stopped, but Ning Xiyuan had no such intention.

She suppressed the pain in her body and fought back again.

"Young Master, there is no need to force yourself."

Someone grabbed her waist, pulled her into his arms, and fell backwards.

A warm breath brushed past my ears.

The voice is very soft.

Only she could hear it.

"Ajin! Why are you here?!"

Ji Qing turned around and saw Ning Jin, who looked pale. All his murderous intent disappeared immediately and his heart was in a knot.

Hearing the voice, Ning Xiyuan also looked over.

The woman who was nervously held in Ji Qing's arms was wearing a lake blue long dress. There was an indelible coldness between her eyebrows and her facial features were delicate but sharp.

At this moment, because of his pale face, he revealed a kind of approachable fragility.

Ning Xiyuan grabbed Yan Qian'an's collar, spat out two mouthfuls of blood, and looked at Ning Jin again.

This is...

Is she the girl of destiny favored by heaven?

[Ji Qing hugged Ning Jin, and felt that the woman's slender waist would break if bent! Suddenly, his heart was torn as if by a knife, and he blamed himself very much]

[He hated Ning Xiyuan's unreasonable behavior]

He wants to

[If Ning Jin loses even a single hair, the entire Futu Sect will be buried with her! ]

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Ning Xiyuan grabbed Yan Qi'an and kept coughing until he felt dizzy. He couldn't bear it anymore and turned off the system narration.

Yan Qian'an's hand unconsciously patted Ning Xiyuan's back, and his eyes also fell on Ning Jin.

In the beginning...

Who can inherit the Buddhist sect?

He is more optimistic about Ning Jin.

"I'm fine, uncle-master." Ning Jin covered his chest and pushed Ji Qing away.

"Junior sister."

She walked forward and looked at Ning Xiyuan.

"I heard that you won the sect competition."

"Senior sister hasn't congratulated you yet."

Ning Jin's voice was just like her appearance, cold and distant, as if keeping people at a distance and difficult to approach.

"Well...thank you."

Ning Xiyuan was still leaning in Yan Qian'an's arms. When he turned his head and saw Ning Jin, he immediately distanced himself from Yan Qian'an.

A villain.

It is still very competitive at the moment.

Yan Qi'an: "......"

He didn't even understand Ning Xiyuan's meaningful look for a moment.

"Ning Xiyuan! Over the years, Ajin has dealt with so many messes for you."

"It's just Danyang grass."

"You can't bear to part with it!"

Ji Qing stood behind Ning Jin, looking as if he was supporting Ning Jin.

The look he gave Ning Xiyuan was full of disgust and disdain.

I've known for a long time that Ning Xiyuan is such a selfish and hypocritical person.

"Junior sister..."

"Senior Sister really needs this Danyang grass."

Ning Jin's pale lips trembled and he coughed from time to time.

"The Sect Master is still in seclusion, and Junior Sister doesn't want me to ask for help from the Sect Master."

Ning Xiyuan: ???

Why would you mention the Sect Master for no reason?

[The leader of Futu Sect adopted Ning Jin as his goddaughter. The original owner had always resented her mother for paying more attention to Ning Jin.] The system flashed online.

Then it crashes.

Ning Jin looked at Ning Xiyuan, as if he was certain that the Danyang grass would fall into his hands.

Ning Xiyuan didn't want her to meet the sect leader.

She knew this very well.

only......

Ning Jin looked at the girl in black and frowned slightly.

The changes are really big.

Could he actually defeat Lu Chaoyang?

As expected...Junior sister has made great progress.

"Danyang grass..."

Ning Xiyuan sighed softly.

She seemed to understand why the original owner hated Ning Jin so much.

Those remaining memories and feelings made her feel no good towards Ning Jin.

Ning Xiyuan spread out his hands, and the red Danyang grass appeared in his palms.

Ji Qing laughed coldly and said nothing.

Ning Jin's expression relaxed and he revealed a decent, faint smile.

"Thank you, Master..."

She didn't finish her words.

Because Ning Xiyuan slowly brought his fingers together and crushed the red Danyang grass bit by bit.

"Ning Xiyuan!"

Ji Qing's eyes were bloodshot.

The smile on Ning Jin's face froze.

"ah."

The girl in front of him raised her lips in a surprised expression.

“The Danyang grass is gone.”

"Go find the clan leader."

Unfortunately it's fake.

Because the girl's perfunctory attitude was not sincere.

Ning Xiyuan clapped his hands and sneered.

What's hers is hers.

I would rather destroy it.

It won’t fall into other people’s hands.

As for the sect leader?

What good could that be?

"Ning Xiyuan, I will kill you!"

Ji Qing's eyes turned red.

He had never been so humiliated!

Provocation, this is a blatant provocation!

"Okay, that's exactly what I meant!"

Ning Xiyuan grasped the Sword of God-Slaying again, but Ning Jin stopped Ji Qing.

"Since Junior Sister doesn't want to."

"Forget it then."

Ning Jin coughed and his face became even paler.

When Ji Qing took Ning Jin away, he said harshly: "Ning Xiyuan, just wait!"

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

No need to wait!

It's a powerful hand!

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good night