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

[Dear, let me be clear, we are a redemption system]

Seeing the girl finish her bath and fall asleep, the system crawled out.

[Are you there? Dear! ]

【exist? 】

【Drip! 】

【...】

[Don’t you want to die?! ]

"How did he die?" Ning Xiyuan opened his eyes, placed his hands outside the quilt, and lay flat and peaceful.

【...】

[Redeeming the villain, warming him up, and sending you to death after the mission is completed]

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

"trouble."

She saw that a pervert like Yan Qian'an, who looked gentle and harmless, was not something a dead person like her could dig up.

When you are undecided, go to bed first. You will forget about the trouble tomorrow.

[...Damn it! Bah, honey, by God’s will, if you miss, you can only be killed by Yan Qi’an]

Ning Xiyuan turned over.

Liar.

...

As the sun was setting, a white shadow flashed outside the outer disciples' house.

"Damn it! Aren't we being made pawns?!"

"In my opinion, the Third Elder probably can't figure out the Young Sect Master's cultivation level."

"If this matter is done, it will be over if the young master holds a grudge against him."

Inside the house, a fat man and a thin man were chatting.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

"who!?"

"Yan Qi'an!"

"What are you doing here!?"

Two voices were heard, and the two people on the bed immediately turned over and stood up.

The young man was dressed in white and walked on the moon. He looked like an immortal from heaven and could not be touched.

"Shhh."

The boy's index finger slid across his thin lips and pulled out a dagger from his sleeve.

The gentle smile turned distorted and paranoid, and the voice sounded a little crazy because of excitement.

Killing is a pleasurable thing.

"Please both of you die."

-

[So, we change the strategy mission into a development mission, and you develop the villain into a big villain]

[He will definitely kill you]

After much persuasion, the system finally compromised.

While Ning Xiyuan was silent, the system played the video of Yan Qian'an killing people for her in real time.

Ning Xiyuan: ...[Explosion and distortion]

"I don't want to live anymore."

“But it’s always someone else who dies.”

Damn it!

[See, as long as his strength reaches a certain level, it will be no problem for him to kill ten of you]

The screen being played by the system has not ended.

Yan Qian'an used his scattered and cut soul to kill people. Now that the soul has returned to his body, the young man kneeling in front of the hall suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

His body swayed and he collapsed to the ground.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

Anger will be repaid.

Even if he is seriously injured, several people will die.

"It doesn't kill me."

Really bearable.

Having endured to this point, he must have planned more.

[Dear, why don't you go and help him? ]

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

After a while, Ning Xiyuan got up and walked out of the bedroom lazily.

She admitted that she was moved by the bullshit of the system.

【! ! ! 】

The system was excited, and saw the girl grab the villain's wrist and drag him in.

numb.

If the host wants to die, he will treat everyone as a corpse.

The crooked idea of ​​redeeming oneself under the guise of training was completely shattered.

Ning Xiyuan looked at Yan Qi'an.

The boy's injuries were quite serious.

In addition to the internal injuries and the complex toxins in the body, there were also the two wounds on the shoulders that had just been inflicted by himself.

It's still bleeding now.

The white clothes were now almost completely stained red and smelled of blood.

There was undisguised disdain in Ning Xiyuan's eyes.

She tore her belt roughly and grabbed Yan Qian'an's collar with her right hand.

At this moment, the unconscious boy suddenly reached out and tightly grasped Ning Xiyuan's wrist.

"what you do!"

The hoarse voice lost its gentle disguise and became harsh and full of viciousness.

His thumb pressed firmly against her pulse point.

Yan Qi'an was not completely unconscious. He knew that Ning Xiyuan was dragging him away, and he didn't care about the beating and insults.

But, what's the point of taking off clothes?

Ning Xiyuan hated the color red, and she hated the unpleasant smell of dried blood even more. Yan Qian'an's behavior made her even more impatient.

She didn't say anything and continued to pull Yan Qian'an's clothes with her other hand.

"you!"

The boy suddenly broke free from her restraints, turned over and pinned her down.

The slender fingers held the fragile neck, the blue veins on the back of the hand protruded, and the long black hair hung down and swept across her cheek.

"Ning Xiyuan."

He shouted hoarsely, his low voice full of danger, and his murderous intent was revealed at this moment.

Didn’t they say that the demons were dirty and that they didn’t want to touch him?

Kill her!

It's just a bit troublesome. I have to return to Demon Realm in advance...

Perhaps he could find what he wanted by killing all the people in the Futu Sect.

Purple demonic energy lingered in his hands, and fine beads of sweat covered his forehead.

Ning Xiyuan: "...so dirty!"

The smell of blood was too overpowering. Yan Qian'an pressed forward so hard that the large area of ​​red on his chest was right in front of her.

Cramped space, strong smell, and large areas of red.

Ning Xiyuan closed his eyes and tried hard to calm the chaotic emotions in his heart.

She took a deep breath and suddenly crushed Yan Qian'an's wrist bones.

The force on his neck loosened, and in a short gap she pressed Yan Qian'an to the ground again and tied him up tightly with the immortal rope.

Ning Xiyuan sat astride Yan Qian'an's waist, looking down at him condescendingly.

This body has drunk poisonous wine and has not rested, so it is a little tired.

Got to take a breath.

【! ! ! ! 】

The system is broken.

It’s fine if you don’t have any strategies, but you can’t increase the hatred value either, dear!

The host is a lunatic, let it wait for the next one.

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

The severe pain made him more conscious.

He was pinned down by Ning Xiyuan, and the rope that bound him was a high-level spiritual weapon, so he couldn't break free.

Too impulsive.

He should not have forgotten that although Ning Xiyuan was a waste, the thing she had the most was high-level magical weapons.

Now he is weak...

Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and no one spoke anymore.

The quiet night, the flickering candlelight, and the two people's gentle breathing blended into each other.

"Cough...cough cough."

It was Yan Qian who broke the silence. His violent coughing forced him to half-lean his body, thus shortening the distance between the two.

"Young Master, I am in pain."

The gentle voice was mixed with brokenness, completely different from the harsh voice that had just pinched her neck and spoken harshly.

Yan Qianan calmed down.

He knows too well the pros and cons and how to struggle to survive.

Gentleness and softness are the most deceptive.

The veins on his hands, which were supporting his body, were bulging and he almost crushed the ground.

[Ah! Don't kill the villain, dear! ]

The system groundhog screamed as it thought of one hundred and eight tragic ways for the host to die.

Ning Xiyuan: "...trouble."

She stood up, grabbed the rope, and dragged the man to the purification room.

Wash it clean, apply medicine easily, and live longer.

Yan Qi'an staggered to his feet and followed Ning Xiyuan.

"Slave will go."

Where Ning Xiyuan couldn't see, the young man gritted his teeth.

Ning Xiyuan let go.

"hiss..."

Inertia caused him to fall to the ground, the wounds on his body were painful. Yan Qian'an took a breath and made some noise.

His pain might please Ning Xiyuan, or it might make her feel pity for him.

Either emotion worked in his favor.

Ning Xiyuan urged: "Hurry up."

Where neither of them could see, the disciple sent by the Great Elder outside the door blushed.

The spiritual power of monks is different from that of ordinary people. The two of them made such a big fuss without setting up a barrier!

Is the young master so aggressive?

In the courtyard, the people from the Law Enforcement Hall stood in two rows and looked at each other.

They are here to arrest Ning Xiyuan, but wouldn’t it be a bad idea to go in now?

Or...wait?

----

Yan Qi'an: She grabbed me! She grabbed me! It's all over! It's all over

Ning Xiyuan: I have no interest in you, you are so dirty.

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Good night, good night, babies, ehhh~