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

Ning Jin walked towards the big snake, bowed, and a perfect smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you for your favor, senior."

"..."

"..."

Ning Jin remained in a polite posture, but her words received no response.

Awkwardness spread in silence.

When even Ning Jin himself had lost his patience, Teng She finally spoke.

"Where did the dirt come from?"

Tengshe's voice was filled with doubt and undisguised disgust.

dirty stuff?

Who?

Who is the dirty thing?!

At this moment, everyone looked at each other.

But they didn't need to think about the answer, because the truth came unexpectedly.

The Teng Snake's huge tail suddenly blew Ning Jin away, and then it turned into the size of a normal python and crawled towards the crowd.

Everyone is retreating.

powerful!

This is too strong!

They simply don't have the ability to deal with it.

Ning Jin spat out a mouthful of blood and got up from the ground. Before he could say anything, he saw Teng Snake stop in front of Ning Xiyuan.

"Girl, long time no see."

Tengshe's gaze immediately fell on the hands of Ning Xiyuan and Yan Qian'an.

"Wu! You two have finally achieved your goal."

"I've already said it before, there is no deep hatred that can't be overcome by love."

The hatred of having an entire family wiped out is nothing at all.

Fortunately, the two have not yet experienced the pain of blood transfusion, kidney removal, heart removal, and resurrection from the dead.

It's a song and a cry.

Ning Xiyuan: “…Hahahaha.”

Since our views are different, I'll just laugh it off.

Yan Qian'an took a step forward, shortened the distance between him and Ning Xiyuan, and gave Tengshe a gentle smile.

perhaps...

This stupid snake will be a good helper for him.

Teng Snake whipped Yan Qian'an's butt with its tail, and then raised a non-existent eyebrow: "Good boy, I knew you could do it."

Yan Qianan stopped smiling.

The snake's tail was like a whip, and it didn't hurt, but it made him feel disgusted and humiliated!

Maybe he didn't need help after all.

He needs snake soup.

Teng She didn't know what was going on in Yan Qian'an's mind, but what the other disciples were thinking was written directly on their faces.

What did they...just hear!?

This monster with invincible strength, which can even speak, is waiting for the young master!

That means...

This means that the person chosen for this inheritance is... the Young Sect Master?

Many disciples went to see Ning Jin secretly.

They could never have imagined that it was Senior Sister Ning Jin who first discovered the inheritance, and it was Senior Sister Ning Jin who opened the door all the way...

How come in the end... I ended up doing nothing but making wedding clothes for others.

Lu Chaoyang was shocked and said that he felt that his ancestor was blind when he chose Ning Jin.

Now it’s not Ning Jin, it’s Ning Xiyuan!

This... this old ancestor must have lost his brain when he turned into ashes!

Apart from the fact that he couldn't beat Ning Xiyuan, how was Lu Chaoyang worse than Ning Xiyuan! ?

"Have you thought through the inheritance issue we talked about last time?"

The snake shook its head courteously.

It was very good at judging people. The little girl in front of it, with a deadpan face and a hard heart, was definitely not a simple person.

After these words were spoken, many people gasped.

Last time?

What last time?

This this...

This is not the first time the inheritance has been discovered!

The most important thing is, the young master is crazy, accepting such a thing as inheritance...

Still need to consider!

Before Ning Xiyuan could speak, Ning Jin had already stood up.

"Since Junior Sister has already been recognized by the inheritance, why didn't you tell us along the way here!?"

Ning Jin clenched his hands into fists, and his other hand touched the soft sword at his waist, shaking constantly.

Play tricks on her!

She was fooled all the way like a clown.

She couldn't help but think of Ning Xiyuan's smile along the way. It turned out that it was all a condescending mockery!

Ning Xiyuan cleared his throat: "Senior Sister, you wronged me."

“I don’t recognize this inheritance.”

"you!"

Ning Jin drew his sword instantly!

what is this! ?

It was a naked humiliation. What she was proud of was actually what the other party had discarded.

Ning Xiyuan sneered.

With a slight movement of his fingers, the Sword of God-Slaying moved up obediently.

"What are you angry about, Senior Sister?"

"I gave my senior sister the opportunity to show off by opening the door. I think she is very happy."

"What are you doing with your sword?"

"Senior sister is so stingy?"

Ning Xiyuan stroked the red gem on the hilt of the Sword of God-Slaying, and the smile on his face grew brighter.

But his eyes were cold.

Ning Jin's hand holding the sword was shaking.

She really wanted to rush up and tear Ning Xiyuan into pieces!

But no...

She is also the elder sister of Jiyue Qingfeng of Futu Sect. She is kind and friendly...

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

She couldn't fight with Ning Xiyuan.

At least not now.

At least not in front of others.

"Junior sister, you're overthinking." Ning Jin gritted his teeth, tried his best to control his emotions, and loosened his hand holding the sword.

Ning Xiyuan cut the rope that tied her to Yan Qi'an and stood on the high platform where the Teng Snake was just coiled, still holding the Sword of God Slaying in her hand.

The sword was glowing red, as if surrounded by evil spirit.

The girl was dressed in black and her black hair was disheveled, but she was ultimately tied up with a red ribbon.

Like a voluptuous ghost, it is completely as cold and gloomy as hell.

"God-killing Sword."

"inherited."

"I am the young master."

"The Futu Sect is in my pocket..."

"If anyone dares to speak out again, I will kill him."

The lazy voice didn't sound like a lecture, but it was definitely intimidating enough.

The coldness and weirdness that penetrated the soul spread along with the girl's smile.

That eye-catching teardrop mole.

Like clotted blood.

Fear, terror, or awe of the superior.

No one could tell how they felt.

But when Ning Jin looked at Ning Xiyuan, he was forced to look up.

The murderous intent in her body was running wild, and she could not find an outlet to vent it.

Why?

Why should all good things belong to Ning Xiyuan?

She even made a deal with the devil and sacrificed her soul, so why should she be inferior to others!

The Teng Snake turned into a green light and slipped into Ning Xiyuan's sleeve.

Immediately, all the rare treasures from heaven and earth on the surrounding walls disappeared.

Ning Xiyuan walked in front of Ning Jin without deliberately lowering his voice.

So almost everyone heard it.

"Senior sister, you work very hard."

"But what's mine is mine, and no crooked means will work."

"Just take a shower and go to bed, ha."

Ning Xiyuan walked gracefully, even humming a little tune.

Everybody is leaving.

Only Ning Jin.

Only Ning Jin's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and he couldn't move.

Hate spreads.

Outside the underground palace, many elders were eagerly waiting.

They expect these disciples to bring out some extraordinary things.

Can...

Why do they all look so dejected when they come out?

"There are no good things in the underground palace?"

An elder asked.

"Have."

So the disciple answered.

"Then why did you return empty-handed?"

someone asked again.

No one answered this time.

All the good things are in the hands of the young master.

They were too eager to take sides today...I'm afraid they have already put themselves in the spotlight.

At times like this...

Yet there are still people flattering the Great Elder.

"I said Ning Jin will have a bright future."

"Look, our ancestors have sharp eyes."

As these words were spoken, Ning Jin walked out of the underground palace.

Eyes facing each other,

Ning Jin gritted his teeth and clenched the sword in his hand!