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

The demon ignored the other vague glances and walked straight to Ning Xiyuan.

The girl's rattan chair was still creaking and shaking, and she had to tilt her head back to look directly at his face.

Even in this posture, he still felt a strong sense of provocation.

It seemed that his gaze, his dignity, and his bottom line had to retreat and change without restraint when in front of Ning Xiyuan.

Totally out of control, out of control.

"When will we return to the God Realm?" He asked, in a businesslike manner, "When will the Ten Directions Blessed Land be dealt with?"

Ning Xiyuan: “Ha.”

"casual."

The Ten Directions Blessed Land has long ceased to pose a threat.

As for when to return to the divine realm...

What does her return to the divine world have to do with the devil?

The demon god lowered his eyes, suppressing the surging emotions in his golden eyes.

He felt that she was ungrateful.

But never mind, he is generous.

While he was thinking, Ning Xiyuan looked him up and down and snorted, "You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth."

The demon inhaled: "You are the dog!"

How dare you scold him? How presumptuous.

Ning Xiyuan stopped rocking the rattan chair and suddenly sat up straight.

The demon god immediately became nervous.

He swallowed with some difficulty, not knowing what Ning Xiyuan was going to do, but nervousness enveloped him in an instant.

So he watched helplessly as the girl stretched out her hand, palm facing up.

"Banquet."

A pleasant voice, a frivolous tone.

Like teasing kittens and puppies.

But there seemed to be an irresistible force, and the demon subconsciously bent down and put his chin on the girl's palm.

He lowered his eyes and watched the girl's sleeves slide down, revealing a wrist as white as snow.

The fragrance is alluring.

The slightly cool temperature made him feel extremely comfortable, and he couldn't even help but rub his cheek against it.

"Wu, good dog."

The girl's voice exploded in his ears at this moment.

"you!"

The Demon Lord suddenly stood up. He stared at Ning Xiyuan with murderous intent, and even the demonic energy in the air became extremely aggressive.

Like a cat and a dog...

This is the real humiliation.

The magic sword flew over with a rustling sound, and then, regardless of its owner's wishes, it softened into a puddle of water in Ning Xiyuan's arms.

Demon: “…”

Ning Xiyuan tilted his head and smiled at him: "What about me?"

The smile was so bright and dazzling that it was a little blinding. As he looked at it, an indescribable warmth rose in his heart.

Really like.

These three words appeared in my heart unexpectedly.

"Humph."

The demon snorted coldly, turned around and sat on a stone chair beside him without saying anything else.

Lu Chaoyang couldn't help laughing out loud, and after being kicked by Qu Zhen, he grimaced and screamed.

"Young Master Yan, eat meat, eat meat."

Lu Chaoyang placed a plate of barbecue in front of the demon god and gave a few uncomfortable fake smiles.

They knew that Young Master Xiao Yan was the devil.

Um...

But it seems that, except for the eye color, there is no change from before.

The devil was secretly gritting his teeth at this moment.

He will never take the initiative to look for this lunatic again!

He is obviously a junior.

Didn’t you hear stories about his brutal killings from your elders when you were a child?

Back then, just hearing his name could randomly scare a bunch of kids into tears.

Ning Xiyuan laughed out loud, and after a while she sighed softly.

She stood up and walked towards the demon.

“I feel so wronged.”

Ning Xiyuan stood behind the Demon Lord, put his right hand through the man's ear and gently rubbed his face.

"Are you unhappy when I call you a puppy?"

"Yanyan?"

While Ning Xiyuan was speaking, he took out a skewer of barbecue with his other hand and handed it to the demon's mouth.

The devil opened his mouth, his mind was distracted.

It doesn't seem that terrible.

She's...fine.

As a senior, he has lived so many more years, he should be generous.

The aroma of barbecue filled my mouth, and the sweetness behind me was impossible to ignore.

At this moment, Ning Xiyuan bent down and gently approached the earlobe of the devil with his thin lips.

A hot breath swept over.

The girl didn't speak.

But her voice sounded in my mind.

"Is it tasty?"

"Good dog."

[Oh my god, I give up on you damn young lovers, can you please remove the weird play? ]

The system crashed and yelled.

I should have known it blocked itself.

The demon's whole body was tense and he swallowed the barbecue with difficulty. An unspeakable restlessness was about to burn through his whole body.

The shame that arose in my heart completely suppressed the already little anger.

Ning Xiyuan patted Yan Qian'an on the shoulder and helped put the roasted meat and vegetables into the pot.

The atmosphere at the table quickly became cheerful.

Lu Chaoyang never lacks words.

Including Qu Zhen and Shen Shiwei, after not seeing each other for three years, they have countless things to share.

Fortunately.

Fortunately, I can see Ning Xiyuan again.

There is a glimmer of light in everyone's eyes, bright and beautiful, shining brightly.

The demon seemed to be thinking about something.

He has always been accustomed to being alone.

Never in the company of others.

Therefore, in his vast memory, there are very few such lively scenes.

Lu Chaoyang, who only knows how to talk nonsense, would occasionally take care of him, even if he didn't respond.

besides...

And he was skillfully serving tea, water and soup to Ning Xiyuan.

It feels like...

pretty good.

It is more attractive than killing and victory, as if his worship of killing and excitement for thousands of years was wrong, and he should prefer a long-term and steady flow.

I like a simple life.

how so.

There was some confusion in the demon's eyes.

But more of it is anger and jealousy.

Even though he was in such an atmosphere, he seemed like a thief spying on other people's happiness.

friend.

fiancée.

They all belong to Yan Qian'an.

It does not belong to the devil.

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When the show ended, it was getting dark.

It was rare for Lu Chaoyang to be as drunk as Qin Chen. He looked at Ning Xiyuan with burning eyes.

"Sister Ning!"

"I'm glad you're not dead."

"Very good......"

During the meal, something that everyone tacitly agreed not to mention was accidentally revealed by the drunk Lu Chaoyang.

This is the voice of every one of them.

Ning Xiyuan's heart gradually warmed up.

Emotions are always weird.

Not to mention the devil or Yan Qian'an.

Just herself.

Obviously her memory is as vast as the galaxy, long and hard to find.

She had only lived in this world for a few years.

But it is vivid.

It makes people nostalgic.

Her memory was already vast and complex, so she didn't mind the demon having all her memories.

In her eyes, the demon was the same as her.

After watching them leave, Ning Xiyuan turned around and found the devil still standing beside her.

Ning Xiyuan poked the muscles on his waist.

"Why don't you leave?"

The demon god lowered his head and stared at Ning Xiyuan with a gaze that seemed to be burning with flames.

He is jealous.

The flames of jealousy almost melted him.

envy--

Banquet for Qi'an.