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

Yin Ming's expression was very serious.

He was determined to compete with those people in Shifang Fudi. If something happened here, everything would be over.

As long as the Eldar don't find out...

They still have a chance to escape.

In sharp contrast to Yin Ming was the faint smile on the girl's face.

fling in teeth.

Sometimes teammates are even dumber than pigs.

"It's late. Now, they are coming."

Ning Xiyuan's gaze was fixed on the lush green distance where a large number of people in white clothes emerged.

Yin Ming's legs were trembling and his limbs were weak and limp.

Whether it is humans or demons, they always regard the word "curse" with awe and fear.

Dozens of people in white robes wrapped themselves so tightly that their feet were not visible.

From a distance, it looks like a group of white sheets moving and floating.

Yin Ming took a few deep breaths and tried his best to calm himself.

He was thinking of countermeasures.

He should throw out his identity first.

Correct!

That's it.

After all, he is still the eldest prince of the demon clan, and neither side wants to break the balance between them and the spirit clan.

People are getting closer.

Leading the group was an old man with a white beard.

There are many wrinkles on his face, each of which shows the traces of time.

The cold faces of the dozens of people behind him were full of hostility.

It was obvious that they did not welcome these three uninvited guests.

Getting closer!

Until the elves stopped when they were two meters away from them.

The air stagnated for a moment.

Yin Ming spoke quickly. He didn't want to give the elves a chance to speak first. Who knew if the first words they said would be an irreversible curse?

But there was someone faster than him.

The girl's brisk voice was the first to break the brief silence.

Ning Xiyuan: "Whoever speaks first is a dog."

So the silence that was about to be broken continued.

Yin Ming: ???

He turned his head and looked at Ning Xiyuan with wide eyes. For the first time, he felt that the world was so absurd.

He has lived for so many years, but the last time he heard such childish and unreasonable words was when he was still wearing open-crotch pants.

but...

Yin Ming's gaze fell on those spirit people.

The elves opened their eyes wide, looking incredulous.

This scene lasted for about another minute before someone finally spoke.

"You three came here uninvited, you are thieves."

The one who spoke was the old man in the lead. His voice was old and hoarse, and his vocal cords seemed a little worn, making it sound particularly terrifying.

It's ridiculous.

They were actually frightened by the vulgar words of a little girl.

[Elder Cang Yan of the Spirit Clan]

The system's voice soon sounded.

Of all the things about the Eldar, it could only browse through the superficial aspects.

"Forgive me, Elder Cang Yan. I am the eldest prince of the demon clan."

"Stepping into the Eldar's territory was just an accident!"

Yin Ming has found his disguise again, and there is sincerity and threat in his deep eyes.

Elder Cang Yan was leaning on a cane, his cloudy eyes revealing a look of disdain.

Monster clan?

They are nothing but servile lackeys.

If the environment here was not suitable for the growth of the sacred tree, they would not be willing to associate with the demon clan.

Then the unpleasant and hoarse voice, as if someone was cutting with a saw, sounded again: "You have trespassed into my Eldar territory without permission."

"There is no forgiveness for sin."

After Elder Cang Yan said this, a young man immediately stood up behind him.

The young man had fair skin that looked as delicate as a baby's.

Her eyes are narrow and seductive, and her lips are pure and unstained.

Just as rumored, the Eldar people's appearance is impeccable.

The young man crossed his hands in front of his chest, closed his eyes and lowered his gaze.

curse.

Anyone who trespasses will suffer a bad end.

Yin Ming took a deep breath and his mind went blank for a moment.

Even forgot to interrupt.

"The word spirit consumes life as the price."

"The more exaggerated and specific the prophecy and curse, the more ugly he will become like you."

"Is it right?"

"Old dog."

Ning Xiyuan still hasn't forgotten what he said before: "Whoever speaks first is a dog."

The silent crowd became restless.

They glared at Ning Xiyuan.

He actually insulted Elder Cang Yan in such a way. This person must die a horrible death!

Don't die a good death!

Ning Xiyuan was engulfed by hateful gazes, revealing the bigotry and viciousness of all the spirit race members.

Cang Yanchang met Ning Xiyuan's half-smile.

It seemed like something was discovered in a flash.

His eyes widened with excitement and he took two steps forward.

The special sense of blood relationship made him feel boiling, excited and trembling.

A cold light flashed, and Yan Qian'an's dagger was already across his body.

Yin Ming: “…”

Never mind, it's okay.

At worst they can just fight their way out!

"You are the daughter of the Saint!?"

Elder Cang Yan's hands were shaking with excitement. He looked at Ning Xiyuan's appearance carefully and indeed saw some familiarity in it.

Yes...

This is Cang Qi's child, and the blood of the saint flows in his body.

Very good...

Very good!

It's all providence.

As Elder Cang Yan finished speaking, all those who had been silent burst into shocked voices.

They looked at each other, then started discussing in an awkward manner.

Including the young man who had just prepared to curse, he stared at Ning Xiyuan, with the purest surprise bursting in his eyes.

The daughter of the saint!

"Your mother... your mother's name is Cang Qi, right?"

Elder Cang Yan shed turbid tears. He looked at Ning Xiyuan, but it seemed as if he was looking at someone else through Ning Xiyuan.

A kind look suddenly appeared on the wrinkled face.

Ning Xiyuan was indifferent.

Faced with the sudden change, she didn't even show the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Her mother's name is Cang Qi?

She couldn't answer this question for a moment.

Too little.

The memories are too few and too vague.

【Yes】

The system spoke.

Tsk amazed.

Wuhu.

The standard feature of a counter-attacker is an extraordinary background.

The system is secretly happy.

Ning Xiyuan played with Yan Qi'an's fingers and tilted his head slightly: "So what?"

Ning Xiyuan admitted it, and then Elder Cang Yan burst into tears.

He wanted to go forward and hold Ning Xiyuan's hand.

But Yan Qian'an's hand holding the sword was very steady, without even the slightest tremor.

I can only give up.

But this did not stop Elder Cang Yan from crying and laughing, and he was immersed in his own emotions and unable to extricate himself.

There is no one among the Eldar who is unhappy.

The gazes they looked at Ning Xiyuan became more and more eager, as if they could burn everything.

After a while, Elder Cang Yan tightly grasped his cane and wiped away his tears with his other hand. He said softly, "Child, I finally found you."

"This is your home."

"It is heartbreaking to see our bloodline being lost out there."

Elder Cang Yan began to beat his chest and stamp his feet again.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

She lowered her eyes and suddenly chuckled.

The smile on his lips has an ambiguous meaning.

The one whose emotions are the most genuine here is Yin Ming.

His mouth opened in disbelief.

what! ?

what! ?

The blood of the Saint of the Spirit Clan is actually beside him? !

So what was he afraid of just now?

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I don't care about whether I'm gay or straight anymore. Now I like to watch Renwai, and fall in love with Tomie, Sadako, Kayako, Phantom, tentacles, and monsters. I like to report a little bit, but my taste is a bit strong.

I hope I’ll have a chance to write in the future.