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

Ning Xiyuan turned around and motioned Yin Ming to enter the room with her.

Yin Ming immediately stopped talking and followed Ning Xiyuan.

The room is very big and clean.

Probably because the materials used to build almost everything are bright in color, the whole room is bright.

It gives people a feeling of emptiness and brightness.

Yan Qi sat by the window, the half of his face that was exposed revealed an inexplicable calmness and peace.

Ning Xiyuan set up a barrier around him, then sat casually opposite Yan Qi'an and turned to face Yin Ming.

"Go ahead."

She said casually.

Casual as if not caring about what difficulties they are facing now.

Yin Ming suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness, and his expression was quite depressed.

"Lord City Lord, we can't stay here for too long."

"Time is tight in the forbidden area, we need to deal with it as soon as possible."

He also needs Ning Xiyuan to take him away.

Now that I think about it, he was really stupid.

If it weren't for the person in front of him, he would probably have died without a burial place when he stepped into the magic circle tonight.

Ning Xiyuan saw through Yin Ming's thoughts and curled up the corners of his mouth slightly.

In fact, without her, Yin Ming's plan today would have gone more smoothly.

"We won't be here long. We'll be leaving soon."

Ning Xiyuan spoke calmly.

Yin Ming: "I see that the people of the Spirit Tribe are very enthusiastic..."

The enthusiasm is almost crazy and makes people's backs cold.

Ning Xiyuan: "I will take care of it."

The elves must have some conspiracy in mind by keeping her here.

If she could crush the conspiracy, she might be able to get other more useful information.

Yin Ming: "...Okay."

Seeing Ning Xiyuan's confident look, he knew that his worries were unnecessary.

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On this side, Elder Cang Yan, who came out of the palace and locked the door, laughed loudly.

His laugh was odd and tearful.

The rest of the people stood at the bottom of the stairs. They stared at Elder Cang Yan, and after a while, they also laughed out loud.

Joy! Hope! Madness!

Because of Ning Xiyuan's appearance, everyone's emotions were ignited to the extreme.

"My spirit race is saved!"

Elder Cang Yan had tears in his eyes. He excitedly summoned several elders and was preparing to hold a meeting.

The theme of the meeting was simple.

The saint defected.

The saint's daughter should naturally stay and fulfill the saint's obligations.

In the dark and gloomy conference room, several people sat around a round table.

"That bitch isn't that stupid. She knew to leave a bloodline for us."

Someone broke the silence first, his voice full of resentment and anger.

"Oh, a son pays his mother's debts. It's only natural!"

"Pah, this is the duty of the saints."

The noisy voices piled up together, filled with malice and hatred.

Elder Cang Yan pondered and said, "There is a strong man in the Supreme Realm beside the little girl. It may be difficult to force her to stay."

"And the demon clan's eldest prince must be eliminated. No one can be left alive."

After these words were spoken, there was only half a second of silence before someone immediately suggested, "The Word Spirit Formation has not been used in thousands of years."

"As long as we trick her into the Word Spirit Formation, she will definitely not be able to escape."

This proposal did not immediately receive support from everyone, and some people even soon raised questions.

"Word Spirit Formation... How can something left by our ancestors..."

The question was interrupted before it was finished.

The person who proposed the solution was full of anger: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Do you want to die?"

"..."

There was silence as everyone agreed to this proposal.

A strange smile appeared on Elder Cang Yan's old face, and the dry wrinkles on his face were squeezed together like the bark of a dead tree.

"that's it."

"Kill that Yin Ming by the way."

"With the power of the Saint's bloodline, what do I have to fear from the demon tribe?!"

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As the sky gradually darkened, Yin Ming paced back and forth in the room.

His animal instinct made him keenly aware of some dangerous auras.

Urgent...urgent, urgent, urgent!

Until someone knocked on his door to inform him to go to dinner.

Yin Ming clenched his hands, took a deep breath and opened the door.

He thought about it.

Before these people could open their mouths to curse... he interrupted them.

The worst that can happen is that both sides will be destroyed.

When he walked out, he ran into Ning Xiyuan. He instinctively asked, "That...that person isn't going?"

The brutal and dangerous supreme realm.

Not going?!

When he asked this question, Elder Cang Yan's eyes widened, and he eagerly waited for Ning Xiyuan's answer.

Ning Xiyuan closed the door and walked towards Yin Ming: "It would be a bit troublesome to bring him along."

Yin Ming: ???

No...that guy is more than just a clingy pendant.

That’s the supreme realm!

Bringing it with him would make him feel a hundred times more at ease.

Now I always feel uneasy and worried.

Elder Cang Yan's mood was completely different from Yin Ming's. He let the smile on his face spread.

It’s God’s will, all this is God’s will.

If you don't go to the Supreme Realm, you will save yourself a lot of trouble.

"In order to welcome the return of the Saint, our entire Eldar tribe held a party in the holy land."

"I hope the Saint will have a wonderful night."

Elder Cang Yan hunched over, turning his head from time to time to look into Ning Xiyuan's eyes.

Like.

so similar.

As beautiful as Cang Qi.

Elder Cang Yan's eyes made Yin Ming feel creepy, but Ning Xiyuan looked calm.

He even opened his mouth to correct her: "Not a saint."

It's annoying to have such self-willed people.

Elder Cang Yan: “Hehe…”

There was an elusive hatred mixed in with the ambiguous smile.

really.

As expected, she is Cang Qi’s daughter, just like her.

Selfish, vicious and irresponsible.

The place where the elves live is not very big. You have to pass through the houses covered with green vines and head towards the open space.

Probably the southwest corner.

The trees bent their branches here and grew spontaneously into a circular dome.

Every leaf glows white.

It's brighter here than daytime.

It’s hard to tell what material the round table is made of, but the food placed on it presents a crystal clear beauty.

Very beautiful and delicate.

But no appetite.

The contradiction made Yin Ming feel even more uneasy, but Ning Xiyuan had already sat down calmly.

Elder Cang Yan took his seat.

There were eight people left, and after they saluted Ning Xiyuan, they all sat at the round table.

We have to say, the exquisite meals tasted equally amazing.

Even the spiritual fruits garnishing the dishes are plump and sweet.

Yin Ming: ???

There is no place for him!

no...

After all, he is the eldest prince of the demon clan. Can't you even give him this little face?

And... since there is no plan to let him sit at the table for dinner, why invite him here!

Humiliate him?

The perception of danger reached its peak at this moment.

No one spoke at the huge round dining table.

Even Ning Xiyuan was the only one who picked up his chopsticks to eat. The eyes of the others were calm and peaceful, all focused on Ning Xiyuan.

There was a sense of oppression in the air.

Yin Ming felt like he was going crazy.

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Oh my god, how dare you urge me to update so late? I hate foreign tomatoes for ten thousand years.