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

Ning Xiyuan turned around, looked at Song Chen, and then smiled attentively.

this person...

Are you still planning to take the divine bones?

Quite courageous.

Song Chen cleared his throat and greeted him with a flattering smile.

"Are you going to the Demon City too?"

"Would you like to accompany me?"

"I have some connections in Yaodu."

Song Chen had a bright smile on his face and sincerity in his eyes, he was completely different from the person he was just now.

After so many years in the martial arts world, he has already mastered the right attitude and when to show it.

Ning Xiyuan sneered: "No need, I won't even look for beggars when I go to the demon world."

After saying that, he hooked his finger at the servant hiding under the table.

"Change rooms."

According to Yan Qian'an's methods, the previous room must have been in a horrible state.

Song Chen watched Ning Xiyuan leave and stood there, feeling upset.

He looked at himself in tattered clothes.

This is not...I wear it to save myself a lot of trouble in Wan Yao City.

If you dress brightly...

Forget it, just don’t say it.

Just looking at the way the girl killed people as easily as cutting vegetables, he also knew that trouble is always relative.

-

Ning Xiyuan lay in bed for a long time before he suddenly remembered that there was someone missing.

Where is Yan Qi'an?

She only told Yan Qianan to clean himself up. This little pervert wouldn't go back to his original room, would he?

Ning Xiyuan turned over and got out of bed, stepped on his shoes, opened the door and almost bumped into the boy standing at the door.

"Yan...Yan Qi'an?"

Ning Xiyuan took a deep breath, looked up, and met the boy's purple eyes.

Deep and beautiful.

But there's still something numb and empty.

So...how did you see the word "grievance"?

The ends of the boy's hair were still dripping with water, his clothes were disheveled, revealing his collarbone, and his collar was crossed and spread all the way down to his lower abdomen.

Ning Xiyuan grabbed Yan Qi'an's hand and pulled him into the room.

The boy's hands were burning hot.

The light was dim, lengthening the two people's shadows.

Ning Xiyuan pressed the man on the bed, poked Yan Qian'an's long hair with his fingers, and dried it with spiritual energy.

The black hair slid smoothly through her fingertips.

"Yanyan, let's go to sleep?"

Ning Xiyuan rubbed the boy's head and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Very obedient.

The three words of praise were stuck in my throat before I could utter them.

Because Yan Qianan didn't lie down obediently, but put his arms around her waist and leaned on her lower abdomen.

"Ning... Ningning..."

The single tone is still as clear and pure as melted spring water, and a little weird.

Ning Xiyuan was slightly stunned.

In fact, it was completely beyond her expectations that Yan Qian'an was not controlled by the insect.

“Like...like....”

"I like...I like Ning...Ning..."

The boy's voice was intermittent and the tone was strange, but Ning Xiyuan heard it clearly.

I like Ningning.

Her heart began to beat uncontrollably.

Can the puppet break free of its restraints and have its own consciousness?

Ning Xiyuan lowered his eyes and gently placed his right hand on the boy's head.

Can?

This question has been with her ever since she was able to think, like a shadow.

It troubled her for many years.

Ning Xiyuan held Yan Qian'an's face, bent down, and gently touched the corner of the boy's lips.

"Go to sleep."

"Banquet."

Dusk fell and the lights went out.

Yan Qianan always held the person tightly in his arms.

Because we have lost our rationality, we tend to act more on instinct.

Only the person in his arms can give him a sense of security.

-

Start the morning with a delicious breakfast.

President Qingming has been very honest. He saved his life last night and was even more attentive in preparing breakfast today.

When Ning Xiyuan pulled Yan Qi'an downstairs, the fragrant aroma whetted their appetite.

"Morning, sir!"

Song Chen greeted and scanned his face.

After completing this cargo transport and returning to the cultivation world, he would have to find out who this young but powerful girl is.

President Qingming didn't say anything, but made a gesture of invitation.

Ning Xiyuan nodded slightly and pulled Yan Qi'an to sit down.

"Yanyan, have some porridge."

"Let's have a feast..."

"Yanyan, don't be picky about food."

The hall was very quiet; everyone who could run had run away last night.

I have never seen such a bloody murder scene.

Apart from Ning Xiyuan's occasional orders to Yan Qian'an, there was no other voice.

Song Chen and President Qing Ming couldn't help but look at the boy who was eating obediently.

What you say is what you eat.

Even more obedient than their domesticated pets.

Young people are good-looking, and when they don't speak, they are indeed...

Something pale and weak, very deceptive.

No one could connect the boy in front of them who was eating obediently with the evil ghost who killed people like crazy and was cruel last night.

"Are you going to the teleportation array today?" President Qingming asked carefully.

Ning Xiyuan nodded.

President Qingming: "Your Excellency, you don't know that the teleportation array has been occupied by the Hongxiu Gang. We must go to the mines for three days before we can use it."

Ning Xiyuan's expression remained unchanged: "Was the teleportation array built by the Hongxiu Gang?"

President Qingming: "No, it's just occupied by them."

The teleportation array was naturally built by the demon city, but...

Wan Yao City does not completely belong to the demon domain, and the demon capital never sends people to manage it.

Ning Xiyuan: "Okay then."

Since the Hongxiu Gang was the one who robbed it, she might as well grab a little bit of it.

Guild Master Qing Ming said politely: "You can actually pay money if you need it..."

He has come to terms with it.

After seeing off this big Buddha, all the money at the door will be his.

Ning Xiyuan: “No.”

Song Chen narrowed his eyes.

If he followed the girl in front of him, maybe he could teleport to the Monster City easily.

The president of Qingming Society was slightly startled, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised.

Hurrah...

He understood what this meant.

I just hope those idiots in the Hongxiu Gang can be more blind.

Ning Xiyuan didn't care much about the two people's reactions.

She wiped her hands, and wiped Yan Qian'an's as well, then stood up.

A top-grade spirit stone was thrown lightly onto the table.

There was a slight sound as the two of them left.

-

The teleportation array is just east of Wan Yao City, and there is a long queue from afar.

These people were numbered and lined up to go to the mine.

There is also another queue, which is not short, but you have to pay to get in.

Sang Ling stood behind the group of people, her face changing color from green to white.

All her spirit stones had been taken away.

Now from top to bottom, there is not even a decent piece of jewelry.

Could it be that she is also going to the mine to mine?!

Do not!

She absolutely did not want to go to such a dirty place.

Sang Ling thought for a long time and finally used the communication talisman to send a message to Yin Ming.

She has already condescended to come to the spiritual world, so it’s not too much to ask Brother Yin Ming to pick her up, right?

originally...

She wanted to suddenly appear in the Demon City and give Brother Yin Ming a surprise.

Sang Ling was a little depressed, but suddenly she saw the girl in black from yesterday.

He stepped past the crowd and headed towards the teleportation array without stopping.

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The chapter titles are getting more and more lame, is this a return to basics?