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

The evil spirit spread deep into the snow.

But found nothing.

He couldn't find the scent of the girl, and couldn't even sense the scent of Taotie.

It seemed as if the man and the beast had never appeared.

It's like an illusion.

Yan Qian'an's heart gradually cooled down, and he could no longer feel any trace of her presence.

Even a drop of blood.

Nothing is left.

"Ningning..."

The young boy knelt in the snow in despair, his hands covered with melted snow.

The long hair blurred the boy's expression.

He hates it.

Hate my own stupidity and hate my own arrogance.

He also hated himself and every living being equally.

Damn...

He deserves to die.

Everybody deserves to die.

Why was it Ningning who died instead of...

Those who are still alive.

"Boom!"

There were rumbling thunders in the sky, and countless evil spirits were gathering, surrounding, and silently wrapping around the necks of everyone present.

The sky was dark and the wind was blowing violently, even the color of the snow was blurred.

The overwhelming demonic energy was swirling and restless in the air, revealing infinite malice.

"Yan Qian, you are crazy!"

"Damn it...what are you doing! Yan Qian'an!"

The leader of Wanyan Alliance and the leader of Feixian Sect screamed.

They had just escaped from the mouth of that glutton and had actually forgotten the existence of Yan Qian'an.

The power of the demon god——

If the Ten Directions Blessed Land did not exist, they would have been struck by lightning when they learned that Yan Qian'an had inherited the power of the devil!

biggest threat.

Demons.

The tears that welled up in Yan Qian'an's eyes fell on the snow and melted into small pits one after another.

The Demon Lord was killed, Ningning died.

Isn't it the greatest pain that he is still alive?

I want to die, I want to die, I want to die...

I really want to die with everyone.

This world is inherently hypocritical and disgusting. If Ning Xiyuan had not appeared, he would sooner or later destroy this world that brought him suffering and humiliation.

Now it's just...

It's just that everything has returned to the starting point.

He heard anxious voices on the other end, which eventually turned into curses.

So what? Aren’t there enough people who curse him in his life?

But suddenly, the evil spirit dissipated again.

Many people were breathing heavily, unable to free themselves from the oppressive feeling they had just felt.

There is no doubt that Yan Qian'an wanted to kill them just now.

As for why I didn't do it...

Why didn't you do it?

Yan Qian'an suddenly laughed out loud.

He is so stupid.

If he did this, Ning Xiyuan would still laugh at him.

After all, when she was in Xuandu Kingdom, she had laughed at that stupid saint and village chief.

And there is Ji Yunqing.

He didn't want Ning Xiyuan to laugh at her, and he didn't want to do something stupid like Ji Yunqing and let the whole world be buried with him.

With so many people going to the underworld, how can he and Ningning have time to be alone together?

Whatever.

He alone is enough.

"Ningning... Ningning..."

Don't leave me alone.

The evil energy began to gather and drilled into Yan Qian'an's body like crazy.

There was a faint red tinge in the boy's eyes, and demonic energy climbed up his veins and covered every inch of his skin, making him look extremely terrifying and hideous.

"Oh no! He's going to self-destruct!" The leader of Feixian Sect screamed and ran out.

His strength surpasses that of the Golden Immortal Realm, and his self-destruction is simply...

Just

The leader of Feixian Sect could not find any adjective to describe such powerful destructive power.

They'd better run for their lives!

"Yan Qi'an, calm down!"

Ning Chengshen shouted loudly, trying to bring Yan Qian'an back to his senses.

Many people still haven't left.

They are not stupid.

Ning Xiyuan died, and if Yan Qi'an also died.

What should they do then? How can they fight against those crazy people in Shifang Fudi? Even if they escape today, all they will face is being devoured and sacrificed.

Suddenly, the white snow began to shake.

Yan Qian'an was stunned. He stared at the ever-widening crack, and a secret expectation gradually rose in his heart.

Maybe... maybe there will be a turning point!

Under everyone's attention, the God-Slaying Sword wrapped in black energy rushed up.

With a "pop", it fell in front of Yan Qian'an.

Then, a red ring fell from the tip of the sword, shining brightly in the snow.

Yan Qian'an was stunned for a moment. He stretched out his hand and tightly grasped the ring in his palm, as if the girl's warmth still remained on it.

So no miracle happened?

At the moment of distraction, a wisp of green smoke suddenly came from afar and blew around Yan Qi'an like the wind.

A familiar yet disgusting smell.

He is the lord of Jiuyou City.

Integrity.

In a trance, he remembered what the man had said.

——"You can come find me later."

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"Ningning..."

"Ning Ning!"

In the darkness, the boy's voice gradually faded away.

There seemed to be nothingness around her.

Many memories crowded in my mind, but quickly dissipated.

She knew that this was a sign of the disappearance of the soul.

Soon she will completely disappear, until there will be no trace of her in every corner of this world.

happy?

This question popped up in Ning Xiyuan's mind for a moment. She looked at the countless memories over thousands of years that turned into starlight and was stunned for a moment.

Do you still need to think about such stupid questions?

Bits of memories come together, slower and slower, returning to the beginning.

Ning Xiyuan's eyes fell into darkness.

Until I opened my eyes again.

In the huge white palace, there was the sound of dripping water everywhere. The water falling from all directions formed a string, like a bead curtain, which was dreamy and illusory.

When she opened her eyes, a delicate and pretty child opposite her also opened his eyes.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

So does this memory have to end like this?

That face that looks like mine, that identical teardrop mole.

The child looked at the world curiously, and hurried footsteps were heard.

A woman in a pure white dress rushed over.

“Xixi!”

"My Xixi, you are finally alive!"

The face of Rain God Xuanyin was covered with tears.

Ning Xiyuan took a deep breath, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

She seemed to have returned to the time of her birth from a third-person perspective.

Mysterious sound.

She hadn't seen this woman's face for nearly a thousand years.

What bad luck.

Ning Xiyuan folded his arms across his chest, leaning on the jade pillar beside him, not looking at the scene in front of him.

The child spoke in a soft, sweet voice.

"Mother..."

"Aniang is here, my Xixi..."

Xuanyin held the child in her arms, a look of joy on her face at having regained the child.

She and Feng Lian's child is still alive.

This is proof that Feng Lian loved her.

It’s been a long time...it’s been a long time since I heard Xixi call "A Niang". She was so excited.

"Mother, it's not Xixi, it's Xiyuan..."

The child grabbed Xuanyin's hand and pointed at the words on the stone tablet next to it.

Beautiful word "Xi".

There is also a scribbled "yuan" below.

yuan.

The sprout, the beginning, the first.

This is Xuanyin’s first experiment.

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According to my recent love for Renwai, I will definitely write about Renwai in the extra chapter, definitely!