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

Ning Xiyuan was pulled into a corner, and a grape was already stuffed into her mouth.

It is slightly sour, but mostly sweet, so it is sweet but not greasy and full of juice.

The irritable mood improved slightly.

"Do you still want to eat?"

Although the man was wearing a bamboo hat, his voice was gentle and clear, without any aggressiveness, and very distinctive.

The boy half put his arm around her shoulders and with his other hand brought out a small plate of grapes.

Ning Xiyuan didn't say anything. She leaned into the boy's arms, picked up the grapes with a bamboo stick, and put them into her mouth.

Yan Qian’an’s arms felt very warm.

Melt away the cold and dissolve the resentment accumulated in the snow.

The sweetness permeated the air and spread between the two of them.

"I go!"

"..."

"?(°?°)b"

"o(〃＾▽＾〃)o"

Four people with four different expressions stood in a straight line, watching Ning Xiyuan and Yan Qi'an at the corner.

Ning Xiyuan paused while eating grapes.

The young man's lowered hand lightly touched the dagger at his waist.

The sweet atmosphere disappeared in an instant. On the contrary, the temperature around dropped sharply, and gloomy coldness and hostility followed.

Qin Chen was the most sensitive to the atmosphere. He burped, felt cold all over, staggered back many steps, and kept his distance.

"Oh my! Grandpa and Grandma are holding me!"

"In broad daylight, in the open air, burp~"

Before he could finish his words, Qin Chen fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Ning Xiyuan...you you you!"

"Are you worthy of Master Yan who has been waiting for you in Wutong Palace?"

"If he knew, he would have no choice but to shed tears in Futu Sect... and you are hugging women left and right, damn, this is too much..."

Lu Chaoyang began to speak up for the person involved.

Although Master Yan is a demon.

but……

Young Master Yan is a kind and gentle person, and he also clearly saw his tolerance and care for Ning Xiyuan this morning.

Alas, I only hear the laughter of the new people, but not the crying of the old people.

The corners of Yan Qian'an's mouth, which were originally slightly raised, were completely straightened after hearing Lu Chaoyang's last words.

Wash your face with tears?

Who?

him?

I really dare to say it.

There was some anger in the boy's eyes.

I don’t know if it’s because of the four words “wash one’s face with tears” or some other four-character phrases.

In short, Yan Qian'an's hand completely grasped the hilt of the dagger.

"See you tonight!"

Qu Zhen was quick-witted and quick-handed. She grabbed Shen Shiwei with one hand and Lu Chaoyang with the other and disappeared quickly.

Finally, he formed seals and cast a spell, dragging Qin Chen away from the ground.

Ning Xiyuan slowly chewed the grapes in her mouth and let Yan Qian'an pull her to the room that had been prepared for them in Dengtian Pavilion.

The girl sat on a chair in front of the table, shaking her calves unconsciously, revealing her white ankles.

The white color is eye-catching under the black gauze skirt.

When Yan Qi'an brought in the tea, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Slender and fragile.

It breaks if it is folded.

It makes people inexplicably want to destroy it.

Ning Xiyuan took the tea handed to him by Yan Qi'an. It was warm and had a light fruity aroma.

Sweet and delicious.

"How did you come?"

When Ning Xiyuan raised his eyes, the irritability in his eyes had almost disappeared, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"..."

Yan Qian was silent.

After a long while, he smiled gently and said, "Something happened."

"Things about the demons."

"Young Master, will you listen?"

He looked at the girl's face and asked softly casually.

Why come?

curious?

He was just curious about the abilities of these people that the Young Sect Master was looking for.

I hadn't originally planned to show up in front of Ning Xiyuan.

only.....

Yan Qian'an suddenly bent down and closed the distance between him and the girl.

The face suddenly enlarged, and the eyelashes were clearly trembling. When the girl looked up, Yan Qian'an couldn't help but slow down his breathing.

However, the girl's state in the secret realm made him feel a little more irritated.

"Miss you."

"Ning Ning."

An extremely ambiguous whisper exploded in Ning Xiyuan's ears.

A warm breath and the sweetness of spiritual fruit.

Alluring and nostalgic.

That’s right...he also needs to gain the trust of the young sect leader.

What if some words are half true and half false?

Yan Qian'an couldn't help but let his gaze fall on the girl's lips.

My throat was dry and I unconsciously clenched my sleeves.

He slowly approached as if bewitched.

"Ah."

Ning Xiyuan snorted lightly, stood up, and passed by Yan Qi'an, his hair brushing against the boy's lips.

"Nice to have you."

“The grapes are sweeter.”

Ning Xiyuan walked around the screen, praised superficially, and untied the belt around his waist.

The draw will be held in the evening and a new round of competition will begin tomorrow.

Before that, I want to have a good sleep.

After all, it is still very difficult for her now to crack the secret realm by force.

Yan Qian'an still maintained the posture of leaning forward.

The girl disappeared, and the sweet smell also disappeared, leaving only a breeze.

Yan Qianan stood up slowly and lightly touched his thin lips with his knuckles.

The inexplicable restlessness in my heart calmed down slightly.

Turning around, the girl undressed behind the dimly visible screen.

Take off your loose outer shirt.

Even though she was only a fifteen-year-old girl, she had a slight curve.

Slim waist...

Yan Qian'an had a smile on his lips and watched the girl leisurely get on the bed.

Then there was the dead body lying there peacefully.

So he strode over.

Pulled the person up.

"..."

"..."

The two looked at each other in silence, and the air suddenly became quiet.

This time, Ning Xiyuan was still completely sober.

She was already...trying to keep smiling.

not angry.

Don't be angry...

"May I ask..."

"Mr. Yan, is there anything else?"

The girl's voice became delicate, with a unique youthfulness.

Completely different from usual.

For the sake of grapes, Ning Xiyuan has tried his best to suppress the desire to hit someone.

Yan Qian'an pushed a pill into Ning Xiyuan's mouth.

"nothing."

"Young Master, sweet dreams."

He let the man lie down again and smoothed the quilt for Ning Xiyuan.

This time, I left cleanly.

Soon, it became quiet again, which was a very suitable atmosphere for sleeping.

but.

The system is screaming.

【Yun Ning Dan!!】

The system emitted a sharp beeping sound.

Heaven level elixir.

It can make a dying person come back to life and help an unqualified mortal to enter the realm of cultivating immortals.

Shit, this god-level elixir just went into the host’s mouth.

Just to restore the lost spiritual energy and spirit...

Isn't it too...too...

The system slapped itself twice with its non-existent hands.

What's all the fuss about! It's a strategy system, and that's a good thing!

Great news!

Ning Xiyuan blocked the system and fell asleep peacefully.

The pill melted in the mouth, and all the fatigue and irritability caused by consuming too much were swept away.

She didn't care what Yan Qianan fed her.

Poison, elixir...

To her, it doesn't matter.

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Ok, this is the first chapter of the day, isn't it early!