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

"Here he is, he was there."

Ning Xiyuan felt strangely peaceful.

"sorry."

Yan Qian'an's arms around Ning Xiyuan gradually tightened, and these three words were eerily calm.

Ning Xiyuan pulled a hair of Yan Qi'an and said casually, "What's wrong with that?"

Yan Qian'an sometimes always thinks too much.

This is not a good habit at such a young age.

Yan Qi'an raised his head as Ning Xiyuan pulled his hair: "Lu Yuan shouldn't be facing Ning Ning."

That was a gift from her.

The tip of the sword can only be pointed at outsiders.

In this life... Ningning is the only one who is not an outsider.

Ning Xiyuan shrugged helplessly, then held the face in front of him with both hands and grinned: "Idiot."

"I wouldn't be mad if you stuck it in me."

Her palm still felt the warmth of the boy's cheek. She was caught off guard by his moist eyes and subconsciously looked away.

Won’t you be angry?

Ning Xiyuan rarely felt a trace of guilt.

She wanted to die, for sure.

But that night when Yan Qian'an pointed the sword at her, wouldn't she be angry?

No?

Ning Xiyuan seemed to be able to hear the sound of his heart beating violently, very loud and noisy.

If you really want to get to the bottom of it——

Will do.

She will be angry.

So she had to re-examine the relationship between her and Yan Qian'an.

Yan Qian'an took a deep breath, feeling mixed emotions.

Ning Xiyuan is the real leader.

She is the only one who can control the direction of the topic and emotions.

Now... I'm digressing.

Yan Qian'an was in a trance, his eyes fell on the slightly raised corners of the girl's lips.

A feeling of bitterness welled up in my heart.

He opened his arms and pressed Ning Xiyuan into his arms, wrapping her completely.

Can't do it.

He has killed countless people in the past 19 years, but he couldn't kill Ning Xiyuan.

fundamental...

Can't bear the pain of losing her.

He didn't even want to imagine it.

Fortunately, fortunately he is despicable and selfish. He is not a gentleman, but a treacherous villain.

He was no longer willing to keep his promise.

"Ningning..."

These two words were left lightly on the girl's neck along with a sticky kiss.

"sorry."

It was still those three words, so light that they almost disappeared with the wind.

sorry...

He is so selfish.

Ning Xiyuan sighed softly, and she also raised her hands and put them around the boy's waist, moving her palms upwards and patting his back soothingly.

"Not angry."

She said it casually.

My mind was in a mess and I was too lazy to think about Yan Qian'an's emotions.

"Ningning..."

If you must be a puppet without thoughts and consciousness.

Then he can only accept one master.

Ning Xiyuan.

Only she is qualified to control everything about him.

Yan Qian'an greedily breathed in the familiar sweet smell around him.

There was endless murderous intent suppressed in his open eyes.

He has made no progress in the past 19 years and is still being trampled underfoot and played around with by others.

His desire for something stronger was irresistible and became stronger.

-

Because they were waiting for people from Kongsang, Ning Xiyuan and Yan Qian'an stayed in the demon tribe for a few more days.

Yin Ming came during this period.

The main purpose was to ask whether Ning Xiyuan and Yan Qi'an had shown any inadequacy in their hospitality.

The Supreme Realm that regained its sanity was different from that puppet boy.

At the age of nineteen, already at the supreme realm?

Those stories from the spiritual world don't dare to be written like this.

He must be a ruthless person with extraordinary means.

It was not until Yin Ming walked into the garden and saw the young man's slender hands peeling various spiritual fruits that he was stunned.

The conversation between the two people still floated into his ears through the rockery.

"You're so stupid, can't you tell the difference between sweet and sour?"

"You are stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid. I did this on purpose to make you jealous and lazy."

"..."

Yin Ming stood not far from the two of them, looking a little dazed.

What kind of low-level and childish way of quarreling is this! ?

He hasn't quarreled like this since he stopped wearing open-crotch pants.

"Yin Ming?"

Ning Xiyuan punched Yan Qian'an, then raised his head and set his gaze on Yin Ming.

Are the people from Kongsang coming so soon?

Yin Ming seemed to wake up from a dream, and he strode forward.

The people from Kongsang didn’t come.

He just came to show his concern and to show his courtesy.

Before he even got close, a cold gaze sent a chill down his spine.

It’s Yan Qi’an.

Unlike puppets, humans have emotions.

So Yin Ming saw the tangible hostility and murderous intent in those eyes.

"whispering sound."

Yan Qianan picked up the handkerchief beside him, wiped off the sticky juice left on his fingers, and sneered.

"You're really changeable. Didn't you hate snakes a few months ago?"

He glared at Ning Xiyuan.

That night, she clearly said she didn’t like snakes!!

Since they hate snakes, why do so many princes of the demon clan choose to cooperate with this stupid snake?

Ning Xiyuan: "Nonsense, I think you are just old and your mind is not clear."

Yan Qianan: "...You think I'm old!!"

Yin Ming swallowed his saliva and began to feel dazed again.

Is the world of the strong really so simple?

Avenue to Jane.

He seemed to have found the truth to becoming a strong man.

By the time Ning Xiyuan and Yan Qian'an finished their round of "insulting" each other, Yin Ming had long disappeared.

"Come to think of it, you should apologize to Lu Chaoyang."

Ning Xiyuan sat in Yan Qian'an's arms and took a bite of the cut spiritual fruit he handed to her.

"You showed no mercy that night."

"Fortunately, Qin Chen is smart."

Otherwise, Lu Chaoyang would have to lie in bed for a while.

Yan Qian'an's expression remained unchanged. He hated every name that came out of Ning Xiyuan's mouth, no matter if it was a male or a female.

But hate ineffectiveness.

As for the apology...

"it is good."

Yan Qi'an threw the bamboo sticks into the plate, responding to Ning Xiyuan's words.

He will apologize the next time they meet.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

She deliberately looked up to meet Yan Qian'an's eyes, and indeed there was no apology in the boy's eyes.

"hehe."

Ning Xiyuan laughed twice.

I had expected it.

A person like Yan Qian'an would not have such emotions even if he stabbed someone to death.

She is also such a person.

Apart from...

Ning Xiyuan took a breath of cold air.

When did Lu Chaoyang become one of us?

She leaned in Yan Qian'an's arms, lost in thought.

The sky gradually darkened, but a raging fire broke out in the southeast.

The listless girl suddenly became interested. She jumped up and grabbed Yan Qi'an's hand: "Let's go! Let's take a look!"

Yan Qi’an: ???

What's so good about a big fire?

This little fire will go out after a few days. It has no spirit and no beauty.

Might as well sit here and peel the skin.

The listless person became Yan Qian'an.

"Yanyan!"

"Come on!"

Unable to pull Yan Qian'an, Ning Xiyuan spoke subconsciously without turning back.

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

It's quite nice, that fire.

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The subsequent plot is quite complicated, and my feelings are also complicated.

The heroine must die once before the end, and it is not the hero who kills her [spoiler]

Oh my god, let me add one more thing, the ending is guaranteed to be happy, and there is only the end left, no more torture! I only write sweet stories