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

"Big... Senior Brother?"

Ning Xiyuan held the wine glass and did not walk over, but just shouted.

This person has an extraordinary aura.

His cultivation was not shallow, so it was easy to recognize who it was.

The man in white behind him let out a sharp cry and glared at Ning Xiyuan fiercely, as if urging him.

Just the next second, the dagger flashed by.

The bride on the bed raised her hand and smashed the screaming man in white to pieces.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

Pei Xuan lifted the red veil, his eyes were gloomy and depressed, and his face was expressionless.

He only held a dagger in his hand and looked at Ning Xiyuan with an ambiguous expression: "Do as Junior Sister says."

Ning Xiyuan nodded slightly without saying anything, and then heard Pei Xuan speak again.

"Kill them all."

Ning Xiyuan: ???

She didn't say that.

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"Master Yan, don't be nervous."

This voice was not unfamiliar. Although it was very soft, it pretended to be cold and clear.

Yes...

Ning Jin.

Thinking of these two words, Yan Qian'an's face became uglier again.

He reached a temporary cooperation with Ning Xiyuan.

Ning Jin will be their enemy.

Besides...these two words are also hideous.

Ning Jin poured another glass of wine and wanted to give it to Yan Qian'an.

Her relationship with Yan Qi'an...

It should be pretty good.

After all, she was Yan Qian'an's fiancée when he was first sent to Futu Sect.

During that period, she blocked all the humiliations from the Immortal Sect for Yan Qian'an.

Ning Jin looked down at the young man in the fiery red wedding dress.

The figure is tall and slender, and as pure and smooth as bamboo.

Even the flashy colors could not erase the soft atmosphere around the boy.

It makes people want to pity.

If it weren't for the demon clan...

Perhaps she would accept this marriage proposal instead of going to great lengths to get Ning Xiyuan to snatch it away.

But so what? Yan Qian'an must have hated Ning Xiyuan's abuse and humiliation and regarded her as his savior.

She enjoyed this feeling of... playing with people's hearts.

The gloom and hostility in Yan Qian'an's eyes slowly grew.

too close.

If Ning Jin gets any closer, he will...not be able to help but take action.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw the wine glass being handed back to him, but Yan Qianan didn't take it.

Ning Jin couldn't help but urge: "Mr. Yan, don't take it seriously, it's just a temporary measure."

Seeing that the white-clothed man's eyes were getting wider and wider, Ning Jin wanted to grab Yan Qi'an's hand and force the wine glass into the boy's hand.

Yan Qian'an suddenly shook his hand away.

The wine glass fell to the ground, making a clanging sound and rolling all the way.

"ah!"

When the third voice appeared, Yan Qianan lifted the veil and suddenly stood up from the bed.

His eyes were fixed on the girl in black who suddenly appeared.

And behind her... Pei Xuan.

The man was wearing a red wedding suit, but he was still like a ferocious beast, lying dormant and waiting for his chance to strike.

Ning Xiyuan was walking around the wine glass that had rolled to his feet.

Yan Qian'an had already strode towards her, and the silver ornaments on his wedding dress made a tinkling sound as they collided with each other, sounding a little hasty.

"Are you with Pei Xuan?"

Yan Qian'an grabbed Ning Xiyuan's wrist and stepped on the remaining "corpse" of the man in white.

Ning Xiyuan nodded.

This is not because I am curious about what kind of sparks can be created when the villain and the heroine are in the same room. As soon as I arrived, I saw the two of them knocking over their wine glasses.

Yan Qian'an's eyes fell on the wine glass in the girl's hand.

how?

Have you finished drinking the wedding wine?

There seemed to be a sense of irritation spreading in my heart, and the desire to chop off Ning Xiyuan's hand became more and more intense.

Yes, there is nothing special about drinking wine from each other's cups.

I've had drinks with that painter a long time ago.

Yan Qian'an couldn't suppress his hostility towards Pei Xuan.

Looking at Ning Xiyuan's smiling mouth, I felt angry.

"Young Master said he would marry me, why would he marry someone else?"

The sarcastic words came to his lips and eventually turned into sarcastic words.

Ning Xiyuan: "...all the same?"

Is who she marries something she can control?

Yan Qi'an laughed angrily.

He let go.

But when he thought that he still had to gain Ning Xiyuan's trust and cultivate feelings with her, the sarcastic curve at the corner of his mouth retracted.

So he grasped the girl's fingertips again.

"I am just... unhappy."

The boy's voice is soft and gentle, soaking into people's soul like a gurgling stream.

Ning Xiyuan looked up, his pair of purple eyes were shockingly bright, as fatally tempting as gems.

The earrings hanging on her ears were amazingly red, sparkling and reflecting the light from all directions.

Colorful and dazzling.

The dress looked natural on Yan Qi'an without any sense of incongruity.

The deep red at the corners of the eyes is beautiful and alluring.

Beauty...regardless of gender.

"Am I here at a bad time?" Ning Xiyuan was dazzled, but still accurately captured the unchanging coldness in the boy's eyes.

Yan Qi'an should...

I guess I have some feelings towards Ning Jin.

Even though the relationship was not as deep as the system said, at least Ning Jin had helped him.

hiss...

Is it too early?

Yan Qianan opened his mouth and bit his tongue.

He simply frowned and said nothing more.

Suddenly I feel that cultivating feelings is not just about a few words, nor does it have to be tonight.

"Junior sister, senior brother."

"Why are you here?"

Ning Jin concealed the surprise in his eyes, and when he turned to look at Pei Xuan, his expression had returned to normal.

"kill."

Pei Xuan's answer was simple and rough, but he made his purpose and motive clear.

Ning Jin frowned slightly.

"That's a bit hasty."

"The illusion is filled with dangers. How can you let Junior Sister do whatever she wants, Senior Brother?!"

Ning Xiyuan: ???

Biggest joke I heard tonight.

Pei Xuan's expression remained unchanged, with a sneer on his lips, and he uttered three words lightly: "You are too weak."

Ning Jin's breathing stagnated.

Ning Xiyuan: “Haha.”

The conversation was too awkward, so I just laughed a few times.

Yan Qian'an looked at the girl beside him and seemed to be extremely supportive, and the sneer on his face gradually disappeared.

At this moment, a shrill scream suddenly came from outside.

The bright moonlight seemed to be obscured by something.

Ning Jin quickly pushed the window open and went out.

Pei Xuan looked at Ning Xiyuan: "Junior sister, you're not leaving?"

After saying that, he jumped and disappeared without a trace.

Ning Xiyuan stared at Pei Xuan's back.

Pei Xuan's attitude towards her...

too weird.

Apart from the occasional and not very strong murderous intent, there was no other emotion expressed.

Hate or dislike...

"What are you looking at?"

Yan Qi'an followed Ning Xiyuan's gaze and took in Pei Xuan's back.

"Ok?"

Ning Xiyuan came back to his senses and answered casually: "Look..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard Yan Qian'an's gnashing teeth: "Shut up."

Of course he knew what Ning Xiyuan was looking at.

But I definitely don't want to hear those two words from Ning Xiyuan's mouth.

Ning Xiyuan sneered and jumped down from the window.

"Divine gold..."

When he is free, he advises Yan Qi'an to treat his brain.

No exaggeration.

Seriously.

But this time he jumped down, he didn't touch the ground.

It's thick fog.

In the thick fog, there were thorns everywhere.

When the thick fog dissipated, heavy snow fell all over the sky.

Only the cave not far away was burning with dazzling fire.

In the firelight, there was a vague shadow looking towards her.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

Is this... a new illusion?

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Chapter 1. Good Monday, babies.