Competing with the Revered Demon Lord Everyday

He just wanted to declare his sovereignty, that's all.But who would have thought that Ning Pingyuan would go deep into this shallow kiss, which made him dizzy, and he began to touch carelessly with his hands.

Lian Xun looked at these two people who were so shameless and kissed to forget their feelings, then looked down at Pu Fang and Fu Yumeng who were holding small hands, and looked up at the sky with selective blindness.

Lian Xun: "..." I shouldn't be here, I should be on the roof.

He sighed deeply, and then brought the two disturbed guys back to the dungeon.

With no one else around, Mu Yu'an became more daring. With one leap, his legs wrapped around Ning Pingyuan's waist, and then he licked and bit his neck, complaining and asking: "Is he good-looking?"

Ning Pingyuan turned around and walked to the main seat, nodded: "It looks good."

As soon as the words fell, there was a pain in his neck, and he smiled.

"Say it again, isn't it nice?"

"Well, it's beautiful."

Ning Pingyuan sat down, looked at him face to face, pinched his nose: "better than anyone else."

"Oh, all right, then I'll go find Pu Fang." Mu Yuan looked at him with a smile on his face, stood up again, turned around to leave, but was pulled back.

He directly fell into Ning Pingyuan's arms with his strength, stroked his chin, and narrowed his eyes dangerously: "You are not afraid, whispering to others in front of me."

Ning Pingyuan pinched his ass hard: "Do you really like that guy named Pu?"

Mu Yuan grinned and touched the place where he pinched, and smiled: "Yes, let me ask you, who can not love the suave senior brother?"

Ning Pingyuan smiled slightly, leaned over and crushed the other party with his lips, and took a bite: "You are really not afraid of death."

"Of course, peony flowers are dead, and ghosts are also romantic... um..."

The lips were blocked tightly, but this time it was not as gentle as imagined, the other party seemed to be eager to test something besides the accident of strong possession.

He slowly pushed the other party away, looked into Ning Pingyuan's eyes, saw that the inside was deep and bottomless, but his pupils suddenly constricted.

"what happened to you?"

Ning Pingyuan blinked, calmed down his emotions, and looked at him as if nothing had happened: "It's nothing, don't say this sentence in the future."

"Which sentence?" Mu Yu'an looked at his expression, and asked tentatively, "Like senior brother? Or, under the peony flower..."

He stopped abruptly, and when he realized the next sentence, the other party's hand moved unconsciously.

He pursed his lips and put his arms around

On his neck, he raised his head and pecked at his mouth, with his legs crossed on the chair, he said solemnly: "I don't like Pu Fang, everything before was a misunderstanding, otherwise I wouldn't have run out so hard, right wrong?"

Ning Pingyuan looked at him dubiously.

"Also, isn't my spiritual power completely destroyed? It's because of his hands. Do you think I will still like people who hurt me?"

Ning Pingyuan was slightly startled, and asked back: "I have done many things to hurt you."

Mu Yuan bit his tongue: "Why are you still rushing to scold me, then you can't just choke my neck and drive me away from now on!"

"……it is good."

After getting the promise, he smiled.Although Ning Pingyuan often deliberately hurt him, but the essence is to train his cultivation.But Pu Fang is different, he hurt the rest of a person's life for others.

In addition, what is the connection between Ning Pingyuan and Mudan?

Neither grow peony flowers nor mention the word peony.If we only talk about peony, it is easy to think of women.In this way, why does Ning Pingyuan have a rejection reaction to women's contact?

Putting all the signs together, he seemed to have got a terrible answer.

He sat up suddenly, and asked with a worried expression: "Be honest, have you ever had a woman before?"

Ning Pingyuan replied subconsciously: "No."

"Really?" He lowered his voice, not letting go of the slight change in the other party's expression.

Ning Pingyuan blinked, and looked towards the door dodgingly: "Someone is coming."

"..."

After a while, Jiao Pengyi pushed open the door, and saw Ning Pingyuan sitting on his seat with a serious face, while Mu Yu'an stood expressionless ten meters away, with his hands behind his back.

It looks like there is no adultery at all.

Jiao Pengyi looked at Mu Yu'an: "You are back."

"Yeah." Mu Yuan raised his chin, looked at him as if he was dead, and was still thinking about the scene where this bad old man sent him away.

"It's good to be back." Jiao Pengyi said earnestly.

Mu Yuan looked at him strangely, blinked, and asked, "Did you miss me?"

"Nothing! I won't miss you!" Jiao Pengyi immediately blew his nose and stared.

Mu Yuan pursed his lips, desperately suppressed the corners of his mouth, and nodded.

"Okay, don't play tricks." Ning Pingyuan looked at him helplessly, "Go back first."

"Oh, okay." He took two steps, then turned around and blew a kiss to Ning Pingyuan, "Mu."

Ning Pingyuan: "..."

Jiao Pengyi: "..."

After a long time, Jiao Pengyi took a look at his

Only then did he ask in a low voice, "My lord, did you tell him about that?"

"not yet."

"So are you going to tell him?"

"..."

Ning Pingyuan remained silent for a long time, but he still didn't come up with an answer. He hadn't figured it out yet, how should he tell the other party, or keep it a secret?

Since that day, Mu Yu'an began to swagger in and out of Qingdu Mountain again, and the disciples had a lot of topics after dinner, and they pestered Tao Zi to tell her about the relationship between His Majesty and Mu Yu'an, who suddenly changed from a woman to a man. Medium details.

Taozi said nonsense: "Come on, give me something one by one, and exchange stories with me."

So, a group of boys searched all over the mountains and plains for suitable spirit grass and spirit beasts, and exchanged them for stories.

Taozi even moved some small benches in the backyard, and the disciples sat in rows.After everyone was seated, she began to tell the stories in her small books. The disciples listened with great interest, sometimes clapping their hands and laughing, sometimes shaking their heads and sighing.

Mu Yuan was sitting on the opposite roof, eating melon seeds and listening to stories, enjoying himself and relaxing.

At this time, suddenly there was a figure beside him, he turned his head to look, and passed the melon seeds in his hand: "Eat something?"

Yun Ping curled his lips in disgust: "Get lost, don't eat."

"Yo, why are you so angry and quarreling with Lao Hei?"

Yunping did not deny it.

"Is there a real fight? What's the reason?"

Yun Ping narrowed his eyes, and said displeasedly: "Recently, a group of new disciples have arrived, and there are especially many female disciples."

Hearing this, Mu Yu'an cheered up: "Why, are you here for Ning Pingyuan?"

Yun Ping frowned and looked at him: "You don't think that people all over the world like Ning Pingyuan, do you?"

"Of course not, it should be that people all over the world like me, but I only love Ning Pingyuan." He said happily.

"Smelly shameless." Yun Ping was silent for a while, and then let out a long breath, "There is a female disciple who is courting Lao Hei."

"That's okay, you didn't tell the girl that there is someone in Old Hei?"

"No, that female disciple is good-looking, I think Lao Hei likes it very much."

"Tsk, these words are really sour. When did Yun Ping start to feel unconfident?" He laughed.

But seeing that she didn't refute, he couldn't help but sigh.This bloody love is really humbling, even the most confident person will inevitably bow his head in front of the other party.

"What are you worried about? Old Hei has the heart but not the guts. If he really dares to mess around, you will use your sword." Mu Yu'an made a gesture, and seeing her expression loosen, he smiled again, "Don't worry, he has passed my beauty test.

Exactly, could it be that the female disciple is prettier than me? "

Yun Ping looked at him sideways: "Smelly shameless."

Mu Yu'an ate a few melon seeds, and suddenly said, "Do you have any new plans?"

Yun Ping looked at him in surprise: "Did you see it?"

"At least we have been sisters for so long." He smiled, and looked at her meaningfully, "I've been talking about your appearance recently, do you want to heal the scar on your face?"

Yun Ping lowered his eyes and nodded slowly.

"What a normal thing. When you have someone you like, you naturally want to be more perfect." He persuaded, "But is there anything you can do about your scar?"

"Have."

"Then before you..."

"Because it's unnecessary, and I made it myself." Yun Ping raised his head and said.

"You did it yourself?" Mu Yuan looked at her conspicuous scar, "Because of what?"

Yun Ping was silent for a moment, and said: "You were a disciple of Fengyang Sect before, haven't you met my uncle? My master passed away, so we switched to my uncle's sect, but one day I accidentally discovered that she I gave my young and beautiful disciple...to someone else. So I pretended to get a scar unintentionally and waited for an opportunity to escape."

Mu Yuan was slightly surprised, and a person suddenly appeared in his mind. He said in a deep voice, "I was in Wuxianzong before, and I heard them talking about a furnace. Do you know her? Her name is Yun Ni."

"What!?" Yun Ping's face turned pale, his whole body stiffened, his fingers trembling slightly, "She... she is my senior sister."

Mu Yu'an frowned: "These people are really too much! Why did your uncle sacrifice his disciples?"

"I don't know." Yun Ping held his head in pain, and he didn't recover for a long time, his eyes were slightly moist.

Mu Yuan patted her on the back lightly: "Don't worry, retribution is not good, and the perpetrators will pay the price sooner or later."

"Hmm..." Yun Ping bowed his head.

"Yunping." Mo Laohei suddenly rushed into the yard, looked up, and saw Mu Yu'an seemed to be holding Yunping, flying on the roof, only to find that something was wrong with Yunping, "Yunping, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Yu'an pretended to be angry and said: "It's all good things you did, did you have a good chat with the female disciple?"

"I didn't. She just asked me about something, just asking about Shuang Zhou Hua."

"Then did you tell the truth?"

"Of course not, the secret of Shuang Zhou Hua cannot be revealed lightly." Mo Laohei said firmly.

He smiled, remembering the first time he knew the secret of Double Day Flower, the three of them were together in the realm of nothingness, the time was so fleeting...

and many more!

he suddenly thought

When he was in the realm of nothingness, Yun Ping suddenly wanted to cut his wrist abnormally.

He leaned close to Yunping's ear and whispered, "Is your healing method related to your blood?"

Yun Ping suddenly raised his head, with wet tears still hanging on his cheeks: "How do you know?"

"Guess, if you recover, your vitality will be severely damaged. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Yun Ping thought for a while, glanced at the anxious Mo Laohei from the corner of his eye, and said softly: "Help me find Elder Bai for some herbs to restore spiritual power, and I can do the rest by myself."

"it is good."

Mo Laohei worried: "Yunping, don't cry, I'm sorry!"

Yun Ping looked at him and smiled after a while.

Mu Yuan stopped being a light bulb and left after finding a reason to go to Bai Nan's courtyard.The doors of the medicine house are always open, and Bai Nan hasn't come back yet, so he went in and searched for a long time, but he didn't know what kind of herbal medicine was effective, so he took a little of each.

Walking to a table in the corner, he saw a pile of messy medicinal materials on the table, sorted it out kindly, and suddenly found a few scraps of paper, he picked it up and was about to throw it away, and saw some messy words on it. .

"Soul disease?"

He read it out, but he didn't know what the disease was, and picked up another scrap of paper, which was a crossed soul character.

He suddenly became interested, unfolded the other fragments, put them together, and read out slowly: "Central dementia?"

There is also a line of small words below-the cure method.

But there is no word behind the healing method, but a few random strokes, it seems that the owner of the handwriting was a little upset when writing this word.

"What kind of disease is this?" He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't find anyone with this strange symptom around him.

He threw away the paper and started to search for medicinal materials again. When he squatted on the ground, the hem of his clothes fell to the ground, and he unconsciously put his eyes on it.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, there was a sudden pause, his eyes raised, his hand going to take the medicinal materials changed direction, and he slowly opened a corner of the hem of his clothes.

Suddenly, as if something emerged into a line, he slumped on the ground.

Panting heavily, he looked at the door blankly, got up and ran out suddenly, his legs trembling slightly, flustered all the way.

When Ning Pingyuan, who had just finished his work in the Haoqiong Palace, stepped out of the palace, he saw him running towards the bedroom in a hurry, the corners of his mouth were slightly curled up, and he walked slowly to the bedroom. As soon as he stepped into the threshold, he smiled and said, "I can't wait so much!" ?”

But the people inside did not respond for a long time.

He took a few steps in: "Why don't you say..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly froze in place.His pupils constricted suddenly, his face was so tense that he couldn't even see a trace of blood, and he silently looked at the person standing in front of the cabinet door holding a shirt.

Mu Yu'an took a deep breath, and carefully touched the patch on the shoulder of the white shirt, his fingers trembling.

He turned his head stiffly, and looked at Ning Pingyuan who was also silent. Apart from disbelief, there seemed to be a trace of water in his eyes.

It took him a long while before he recovered his light voice, trance and powerless.

"What about flat?"

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