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

In the next few days, Yan Qian'an was like a shadow that could not be shaken off, always sticking behind Ning Xiyuan.

Eat, take a nap, and read storybooks.

Silent, but with a strong presence.

Ning Xiyuan only found out in the past few days that all the meals recently were prepared by Yan Qian'an himself.

It tastes pretty good.

Comrade Xiaoyan has made rapid progress in this regard.

Ning Xiyuan lay on the edge of the bed, watching the snowflakes flying outside, his stomach still feeling warm.

So I couldn't help but think of the soup stewed by Yan Qian.

Looking back, the man was sitting in a dark corner, like a lifeless statue, and rarely did he come close to her.

"Yanzi, come and sit down." Ning Xiyuan stretched out his hand towards Yan Qian'an and patted the empty seat next to the couch. It was rare that he was willing to share the excellent viewing position with others.

The frivolous voice sounded like teasing a puppy that didn't understand human language.

Yan Qian'an suppressed the sarcasm that subconsciously rose on the corner of his mouth, and hesitation flashed in his eyes.

He doesn't like snow.

Don't like cold wind.

I don't like the bleak winter days even more.

The struggle only flashed in his eyes, and he walked over slowly, his hands hidden in his sleeves trembling slightly.

He focused on looking at Ning Xiyuan's figure, ignoring the large expanse of white outside the window.

However, the cold wind carrying shattered ice crystals blowing on his face still made his heart tremble.

The familiar fear and despair seem to be able to drag people into the abyss.

The suffocating feeling slowly dissipated until he touched the girl's cold hand.

Yan Qi'an sat next to Ning Xiyuan, hugging her slender waist with his arms.

He buried his head in the girl's arms.

The familiar sweet smell lingers on the tip of your nose, making you feel at ease.

Ning Xiyuan burst out laughing. She placed her hand stiffly on Yan Qian'an's back and patted him lightly.

Such a big person...

His behavior is so childish that it makes people feel helpless.

Ning Xiyuan sighed.

The hand on the waist was so hot that it could not be ignored.

"are you free?"

"You've been by my side these days." Ning Xiyuan noticed the man's uneasiness and took the initiative to ask.

In three years' time, the situation between the Upper Spirit Realm and the Ten Blessed Lands should become increasingly tense.

Yan Qian'an should be quite busy.

After Ning Xiyuan finished speaking, there was no response for a long time.

She was not in a hurry, but just rolled Yan Qian'an's long hair around her fingertips.

Ning Xiyuan's attention was gradually attracted by the long, soft hair at her fingertips. She began to braid her hair with great interest, almost forgetting her previous question.

"Are you chasing me away?"

Yan Qian'an's voice was unclear, revealing a hint of sadness and hesitation, muffled in his arms, as if hitting his heart directly.

Ning Xiyuan: “……?”

She was just picking a topic.

Which sentence said to drive him away?

Yan Qian'an still thinks too much.

This is exactly the same as before.

"No, I just want to go back to Sifang City to take a look." Ning Xiyuan said with a helpless smile and rubbed Yan Qian'an's face as if to comfort him.

The issues of the Ten Directions Blessed Land will be resolved sooner or later.

She also wanted to see those who cared about her.

"boom!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the window in front of them suddenly closed, blocking out the cold wind and snow outside.

The vision did not become dim because of this, and the lights in the house came on.

Yan Qi'an, who had been buried in her arms, sat up straight. His tall figure was full of oppression. He lowered his eyes and looked at her: "...Can I not go?"

He didn't want to leave her even for a second.

What's so good about the world of cultivation?

What is there to bring back from Sifang City?

Those people...what's there to see?

In Ning Xiyuan's heart, are they more important than him?

It's only been a few days since I woke up...

I started to miss others.

Obviously he only has Ningning, but Ningning has countless people in her heart.

Ning Xiyuan took a deep breath. She clearly saw the grievance, hesitation, depression and sadness in the man's eyes...

Complex emotions yet seemingly not complex.

Even though when he sat up straight, his shadow completely covered her, she felt pity for him.

How strange.

Before Ning Xiyuan could finish his words of comfort, Yan Qian'an suddenly stood up, bent down and gently touched the side of Ning Xiyuan's face.

"Something happened suddenly."

"What do you want to eat tonight? I'll come back and make dinner."

The man's voice was very soft, completely different from three years ago, but the gentleness had not changed at all.

He always has great patience when facing Ning Xiyuan.

Ning Xiyuan: "...whatever."

What to eat

This is truly an eternal question.

She saw Yan Qian'an smiling and nodding at her, then turning and leaving.

A black figure flashed past her sight, with an air of fleeing in panic.

Ning Xiyuan sat quietly for half a minute before hesitantly asking the system, "Is he angry?"

He just turned around and left. How decisive.

Quite the opposite of the stickiness of the past few days.

Ning Xiyuan felt a little strange.

It’s even harder to guess after he stops throwing a tantrum.

A man's heart aches.

Tsk.

[No, I'm not angry at all. Didn't he even ask you what you wanted to eat?]

The system sound is confused.

Ning Xiyuan smiled.

She is really crazy. She has to keep the counterattack engraved in her mind every day. What's the point of asking?

Ning Xiyuan: "It always feels weird."

[He is busy]

[Don't worry about him]

The system continues to be confused.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

After a brief silence, she followed.

You have to find out the truth before you can feel at ease.

She would be sad if the puppy had a secret.

She could easily sense Yan Qian'an's location. She pushed open the door, stepped into the snow, and followed the scent.

The Blood Shadow Palace is very large, but this is not Ning Xiyuan’s first time here.

I met a lot of people on the way.

When he saw Ning Xiyuan's face, he was surprised, but he greeted him very quickly without any delay.

It’s even the etiquette of Sifang City.

Ning Xiyuan had mixed feelings.

No one stopped her wherever she went.

After passing through another rockery corridor, she stood in front of the door, feeling a little dazed.

No stranger.

She once lived in this room.

She lived here when she first came to Blood Shadow City.

What is Yan Qianan doing here?

If seeing the object reminds you of someone, then she is already alive.

[Gah! He's not hiding a mistress in his golden house!]

[Did he find a replacement for me during these three years? ]

The system felt like all the radars in its body were ringing.

When it was assigned to the strategy department, it also received formal training.

This kind of plot of being obsessed with the white moonlight and finally falling in love with the substitute is well known.

Ning Xiyuan really couldn't help it, and rolled his eyes in this new body, blocking the system at the same time.

Sometimes, the system is really noisy.

She still has some trust in Yan Qian'an.

But suddenly there was a smell of blood in the air. Ning Xiyuan put away the smile on his face and hurriedly pushed the door open.

The dimly lit room was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made people feel nauseous.

Ning Xiyuan didn't care about feeling disgusted: "Yan Qi'an!?"

Her heartbeat suddenly quickened, and an inexplicable panic began to spread, enveloping her.

What happened?

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Good night everyone.