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

Yan Qian'an was stunned. He was standing next to Ning Xiyuan, looking down from a high position and able to see a person's expression and demeanor most clearly.

Then the heart, which had been beating violently, slowly cooled down, and the snowflakes falling outside seemed to be able to penetrate the skin and fall into the hot blood.

He thought about countless questions.

I also thought about countless angers.

But the only thing was not calmness. I didn't ask him these five words calmly.

"...Ningning, don't be angry."

Yan Qian'an took a deep breath and half-knelt in front of the girl. Their eyes were almost level, but he still had to look up slightly to see Ning Xiyuan's eyes.

He reached out to grab Ning Xiyuan's hand.

As cold as ice in winter.

Ning Xiyuan did not withdraw her hand. She just sat up straight and said calmly, "I'm not angry."

Even if he was angry, it had nothing to do with Yan Qi's safety.

He was like an innocent man caught up in an invisible conspiracy.

Pitiful.

Even he doesn't know.

"But you kill me, this is our agreement."

Ning Xiyuan saw Yan Qi'an open his mouth, so he took the initiative and spoke clearly.

The scam of Nuwa Stone and Liuyun Sect.

Pei family’s plan.

She didn't need to think or question anymore.

After all...she could be a little more tolerant towards the dying person and not pay attention to such meaningless things.

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

He knew it.

It was these words again. He had never disliked an agreement to this extent.

Why do I need to remember something like that verbally until now?

But Yan Qian'an didn't dare to ask like he did before.

Nothing to ask.

Obviously, Ning Xiyuan was not joking this time.

Even though the power of the demon god has not been fully absorbed, his strength has already surpassed that of a golden immortal.

"I can not do it..."

Yan Qian'an lowered his eyes. He didn't dare to look Ning Xiyuan in the eye, even though he himself was a cunning and fickle villain.

Can't do...

He had long since failed to kill Ning Xiyuan.

Forgetting, forgetting, choosing to deceive himself, he never wanted to think that there was such an agreement between them.

"Ningning, I'll accompany you wherever you go from now on, okay?"

Yan Qi'an hurriedly grabbed Ning Xiyuan's hand, his voice trembling, almost begging: "Ningning..."

From the moment the Demon Lord died.

The rest of his life belonged to Ning Xiyuan.

He could be her possession.

Just like he was only willing to be her puppet.

Ning Xiyuan sighed softly and continued to lie back in the rattan chair, watching the snowflakes floating in the sky.

When she killed that crazy woman.

It's winter too.

"You go."

Ning Xiyuan closed his eyes and rested.

The rattan chair was shaking, and the creaking sound surrounded Yan Qian'an's ears.

All the blood in my body seemed to have solidified.

The fears he had been living in finally became reality and lay before him, with no room for maneuver.

Yan Qianan stood up, his long hair hanging down on both sides, and his expression could not be seen.

Ning Xiyuan didn't want to see Yan Qian'an.

His appearance and existence reminded her of how foolish her thoughts were.

One does not completely belong to another.

Because everyone has thoughts and obsessions.

Love, in particular, cannot be the bond of any relationship, which is vividly demonstrated by her stupid parents.

Yan Qian'an didn't leave. He just took two steps back and suddenly knelt in front of the girl.

"Ningning, it's all my fault, please forgive me..."

"I shouldn't have taken advantage of you."

If you want to love, then love should be pure.

He had knelt unwillingly before many people in his life.

When he was a child, he was poorly clothed and hungry, and the people in the magic palace took pleasure in humiliating him.

Later, he was acknowledged by the Demon Lord, and he was the only one left to kneel.

Until now, everyone he had ever knelt before had been killed by his own hands.

But Ning Xiyuan is different.

He did it willingly.

Ning Xiyuan: "You are right."

She had no right to blame Yan Qian'an, because interests were the strongest rope that bound them together.

Of course Yan Qian can use her.

but--

Now that he is unwilling to fulfill his promise, there is no need to meet.

The Sword of God-Slaying trembled as it rushed out from the storage space, emitting bursts of sword sounds.

The sharp tip of the sword pointed directly at Yan Qian'an's heart.

"If you don't kill me, I'll kill you."

Ning Xiyuan still said the same thing.

Yan Qian'an clenched his hands hanging at his sides into fists.

He lived his life for revenge.

Now that the great revenge has been achieved, if Ning Xiyuan doesn't want to live anymore.

There is no meaning in his living.

"Then you kill me—"

"Young Master Yan!"

Shen Shiwei's voice came from the gate of the courtyard, interrupting Yan Qian'an's words.

"Master Xiaoyan, someone from the demon clan is looking for you."

Shen Shiwei walked quickly forward and stood in front of Yan Qi'an and Ning Xiyuan.

She lowered her eyes and stared at Yan Qian'an.

If you force the city lord to make a choice, it will be irreversible later.

Yan Qian'an knelt on the spot. He didn't even mind Shen Shiwei becoming a witness.

What he said was indeed too childish.

He didn't want Ning Xiyuan to die.

Even though this is selfish, people are selfish.

Especially the despicable villains.

"Ningning, I'll come again another day." Yan Qianan stood up and said in a deep voice.

He was very good at observing people's expressions and he could tell that Ning Xiyuan didn't want to see him at all.

hold on.

They have a long way to go.

In any case, he would not kill Ning Xiyuan.

My heart felt as heavy as a stone, falling down into the abyss.

Shen Shiwei looked at Yan Qian'an's departing back and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ouch.

Tired.

She had to take care of Qin Chen who pretended to be strong at all times, and also pay attention to the emotional issues here.

"City Lord, the elixir you requested."

Shen Shiwei also took a deep breath and exhaled gently before turning around and handing the small jar of pills in her hand to Ning Xiyuan.

The pill she made was poisonous. When Ning Xiyuan asked her for it, she remembered that when they first met, Ning Xiyuan ate her pill without any hesitation.

but--

Can't shirk.

The girl's eyes, so calm that they were almost dead, made it impossible for her to say no.

Ning Xiyuan opened his eyes, reached out to take it, and put two of them in his mouth.

Sweet.

"I used the spiritual fruits from the back mountain. I have tasted those spiritual fruits. They are very sweet and delicious."

Shen Shiwei spoke carefully.

Ning Xiyuan: ...?

What did she eat?

Jelly beans?

-

Empty mulberry.

Sang Zhe looked at his father pacing back and forth and couldn't help asking, "Father, what is the order from above?"

It's worth it for my father to toss and turn at night.

God Realm...

Lord Kongsang touched the wrinkles on his cheeks and walked a few steps to Sangzhe.

He sighed and finally spoke.

The content of that conversation was so shocking that he could hardly handle it alone.

"The current master of the Eastern Divine Region is the Eternal Emperor."

Lord Kongsang lowered his voice.

Sangzhe was shocked.

Because Diqiu also worships the Eternal Emperor.

The Diqiu clan is not a branch of the divine world, so how would they know that there is an immortal emperor in this divine world?

But the next words from Lord Kongsang left him dumbfounded.

"The master wants us to get rid of—"

The voice stopped abruptly, and two eyes turned to the statue that had been worshipped in Kongsang for a thousand years.