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

Silence creates a nostalgic and beautiful atmosphere in the dim light.

No one spoke. Under the effect of the Bodhi Fruit, the scar on the girl's wrist quickly stopped bleeding and scabbed over.

Slightly itchy.

It was the boy's hot tongue that passed by inadvertently.

Like being scalded.

Ning Xiyuan woke up as if from a dream.

She wanted to withdraw her hand, but the boy was quick to grab her wrist.

The heat in his palms caused Ning Xiyuan's breathing to slow down for a moment.

His breath brushed across the scar on his wrist.

The boy held her arm tightly, and blew gently with his pale lips at a distance not too far away.

Like a feather scratching my heart.

Very itchy.

It itches more than a scab on a wound.

Ning Xiyuan was stunned for a moment. She did not pull her hand back and let Yan Qian'an repeat the meaningless simple action.

Single and repetitive.

Like a puppet receiving instructions.

Even if...

No instructions.

"Banquet."

Ning Xiyuan stammered, uttering these two words with some difficulty.

After he finished speaking, the young man tilted his head and looked into Ning Xiyuan's eyes.

Although those purple eyes were empty, they reflected her shadow completely.

The bitterness in my heart gradually spread and rose, flowing through my blood.

Ning Xiyuan was silent.

She couldn't describe her feelings.

There was a long silence, and the boy looked away.

A soft kiss fell on the scar on the girl's wrist.

It's like a gentle breeze blowing by, bringing the remaining warmth of life, taking root and sprouting on the scars.

Yan Qianan held her hand and gently placed it on the side of her cheek.

The warmth, breath, and smell of the two people blended with each other in the steaming mist.

The boy's edge was softened by the mist, and he became gentle and quiet.

Still holding her wrist tightly.

Refusing to let go.

Ning Xiyuan heard his own heartbeat, clear and strong.

She suddenly remembered what the boy had said yesterday.

——"I belong to you."

Hers is...

Ning Xiyuan rubbed his temple and gently rubbed Yan Qian'an's cheek with his hand.

Got a response.

The boy followed her strength and rubbed it against her palm.

Ning Xiyuan: "Yanyan, let go."

The boy obediently let go of his hand, sat up straight, and became another beautiful doll.

Ning Xiyuan unbuttoned Yan Qi'an's underwear, revealing the bruises on his chest.

There was a hint of cold murderous intent in his eyes.

A light touch of fingertips.

The boy's chest trembled, causing his strong muscles to rise and fall.

Ning Xiyuan pressed on it, and the spiritual energy on his fingers leaked out, guiding the evil energy in the boy's body, relieving and healing his internal injuries.

When the bruises faded a little, Ning Xiyuan took Yan Qi'an's hand and stood up.

Looking up, I found that the boy's earlobe was dripping with blood.

Ning Xiyuan: "...Hehe."

There is a swear word that I don’t know whether I should use or not.

Then the sight follows the water flow all the way down to the waist covered by the hot spring water.

"crazy."

Ning Xiyuan finally cursed.

The water ripples, but the reflection remains.

Ning Xiyuan looked up suddenly. The boy's cheeks flushed like peach blossoms, and the corners of his eyes were filled with a beautiful deep red.

Those eyes were staring straight at her.

She actually read some innocence in it.

Ning Xiyuan laughed twice.

If she hadn't been able to feel the presence of the insect, she would have suspected that Yan Qian'an was pretending.

【Host...Host...】

The system closes its eyes tightly, but if you have any questions, you should speak up as soon as possible.

[Your blood can only temporarily suppress the poisonous insects. If you want the villain to fully recover, you need to plan for the long term.]

[Time is running out, think of a solution quickly]

It has come to a sudden realization that Yan Qian'an is its precious lifeblood and there cannot be even the slightest mistake.

After saying this, the system went offline in a hurry.

It was afraid that if it stayed any longer it would see something inappropriate.

Ning Xiyuan: ???

I was really pissed off and laughed.

What nonsense is the system talking about? Someone should figure out a solution!

Who is the system and who is the host?

But right now, Ning Xiyuan has no time to insult the system.

She grabbed Yan Qian'an's hand and placed it gently.

"Yanyan, you are an adult now."

“You have to learn to solve it yourself.”

Ning Xiyuan smiled slightly, but there was a chill in his eyes.

I really want to kill someone.

Ning Xiyuan stuffed all the messy pills into Yan Qian'an's mouth.

Then he patted the boy on the shoulder and said, "Yanyan, move on your own."

She'll pick him up in a moment.

After coming out of the hot spring, the spiritual energy instantly evaporated the moisture on the clothes.

Ning Xiyuan walked around the screen, collapsed on the recliner, and pulled out the system.

"You'd better explain."

Heaven almost never pays too much attention to a single person.

Not to mention vague memories.

[Well... you must first make their minds suffer, their muscles and bones tired, their bodies hungry and empty, and their actions frustrated, so as to stimulate their hearts and harden their natures, and increase their abilities.]

[You understand what I mean, right?]

[This is Yan Qi'an's destined fate. Only after going through 81 trials and tribulations can one achieve success.]

The system's voice was full of caution.

But he didn't use the plot or anything to fool Ning Xiyuan again.

It and its host are on the same boat.

Ning Xiyuan sneered: "Ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties? Does Yan Qi'an have a throne to inherit?"

Even though he had long been aware of the collapse and distortion of this world, he had never seen such forceful intervention by Heaven.

【...】

[...What if there is? ]

The system's voice suddenly became formal and serious.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

【if...】

[What if he is a new god cultivated by the Heavenly Dao? ]

Although the system was asking a rhetorical question, it had already given an answer.

Banquet for Qi'an.

A new god cultivated by Tiandao.

No one has ascended to the divine realm in a thousand years, and fresh blood has been needed for a long time.

If we trace back to the source, we will find that the sons of fortune in millions of small worlds have died unexpectedly.

so...

The essence of their mission, in fact, is to assist the various Heavenly Daos in protecting the Sons of Destiny who have been secretly cultivated.

Ning Xiyuan's brain was burning.

Where is the luck? All the luck was given to Ji Yunqing, so why did all the suffering fall on Yan Qian'an?

Ning Xiyuan frowned and said nothing.

"Where do you belong?"

After a while, she asked softly.

The forces of the divine world are complicated...

【Qingbeishan】

The system said weakly.

Ning Xiyuan: ???

Sure enough, the essence of the world is a capital A.

Because even the realm of gods had been turned upside down into something she didn't recognize.

The system trembled.

In fact, Yan Qian'an does not have the conditions to become a god. The one nurtured by hatred may be an evil god.

but...

Long before the Heavenly Dao intervened, another force had infiltrated and surrounded Yan Qian'an.

This force is too strong and too dazzling.

It gives people hope.

"Okay, let's break up the meeting."

Ning Xiyuan stood up and walked towards the hot spring.

It doesn't matter whether he is a god or not. The most urgent task is to solve the problem of the poisonous insect in Comrade Xiaoyan's body.

Oh no...

The most urgent task is to defeat the Demon Lord.

system:? ? ?

No wait!

It said so much, why didn't the host say a word?

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I updated one chapter this morning because I suspected that my baby would go to school at night.

Damn it, when I was in high school, there was no Mid-Autumn Festival holiday