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

Chapter 155 Yuzhu

There seemed to be internal energy surging above the sword that was raised high, and it seemed to be ferociously trying to boil the air.

The sound of the sword cut through the sky and reached outside the alley, making those who heard it feel a chill in their hearts.

"clang!"

There was a crisp sound.

Ning Xiyuan pulled out the short sword from Yan Qi'an's waist and swung it lightly.

Weapons collided.

The big knife broke into pieces.

It's a shattering, not a breaking.

From the blade to the handle, everything fluttered and turned into powder.

There was silence.

Probably too shocked.

They are all well-trained killers, and the weapons in their hands are extremely powerful.

Just like that... it broke?

The momentary shock made them unable to recover for a long time.

Only the strong can recognize the strong.

After just one confrontation, these dozens of men in black had already begun to consider retreating.

Ning Xiyuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

She had just met that Madam Yao, and she was already in a bad mood.

Now a dozen idiots come to my door...

"Take my grapes and go away." Ning Xiyuan pushed Yan Qian'an.

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

He didn't know what to say.

In her eyes...are there only her grapes?

He really wanted to smash the grapes in front of her.

No matter what he thought, he still snorted coldly and walked out of the alley holding the grapes.

The killers had not yet received the order to retreat, and if someone wanted to leave, stopping them had become a subconscious action.

So an absurd idea was born.

Take this boy hostage!

This absurd thought only lasted for a moment.

Because the white figure quickly passed by them, raising a gust of breeze, like a ghost.

No one caught any trace of him.

powerful...

So strong!

What an amazing light skill.

As a result, their fear grew stronger and stronger, and they prepared to retreat without waiting for orders.

"Want to go?"

"I haven't... agreed yet."

The girl's voice was still a little immature, but it made people feel pressured suddenly.

As soon as I walked out of the alley, I put a crystal clear grape into my mouth.

The juice bursts out and the taste is sweet.

Ning Xiyuan accepted Yan Qian'an's feeding with satisfaction.

There was no strong smell of blood on his body.

She always kills people decisively...

Oh no, it should be said that it is clean and tidy.

It will definitely not get as dirty as Yan Qian'an.

Yan Qi'an fed the food to Ning Xiyuan while secretly eating a few himself.

Grapes...the taste is addictive.

He had never realized before that such an ordinary fruit tasted unexpectedly delicious.

The sudden look from the girl made him pause.

He knew the look in her eyes too well.

There was a hint of disdain in those eyes.

Yan Qi’an: ???

Is he crazy? How did he offend her again?

[It is said that Lady Yao was the lifesaver of the Third Prince.]

[During this reunion, the Third Prince welcomed Lady Yao into his residence with great fanfare and doted on her.]

The system quickly investigated the issue.

In fact, the story between the Third Prince and Madam Yao was widely circulated throughout the imperial capital.

It has long been a topic of conversation among people before and after meals.

Ning Xiyuan was fiddling with the chess pieces on the table out of boredom, listening to the system vividly describing the circumstances of their meeting.

Madam Yao is indeed Yuan’s mother.

After coming to Kyoto, she was singing in a restaurant and accidentally ran into the third prince.

The two recognized each other through the jade pendant.

“It’s so ridiculous.”

Ning Xiyuan's evaluation.

[She picked up the jade pendant] The system's voice sounded even more speechless.

It doesn’t matter. As a qualified system, it has seen all kinds of bloody plots.

Yan Qian'an is not here and no one knows where he went.

Ning Xiyuan suddenly heard the sound of a piano coming from the opposite yard, and thought of Yuzhu.

So she took a few jars of good wine that Li Changyan sent from the outside and walked towards the opposite yard.

The system's eyes went dark.

Really served!

Could the host please stop contacting these dying people when it is planning a counterattack?

Ning Xiyuan did not hear the system's wailing in his heart, but Yuzhu, who was playing the piano, had already seen Ning Xiyuan.

The man stood up and saluted Ning Xiyuan politely.

"Hail, my Lord!"

The gentleness in his eyes does not seem to be his action. The years have taken away the sharpness in him.

Ning Xiyuan suddenly thought of Yan Qi'an.

Real or fake gentleness can be seen at a glance.

"Can you drink?" Ning Xiyuan asked straight to the point.

The little boy from yesterday was trembling again. He was always afraid of this priest of the Dark Moon Cult.

Yuzhu gave the order and the child quickly brought two cups.

Even before Ning Xiyuan had sat down for long, someone brought him some side dishes.

"Your Excellency the Priest, please." Yuzhu drank a glass first.

Ning Xiyuan followed.

After all, this wine cannot compare to the nectar of the cultivation world.

But it's okay.

Neither of them spoke, they drank one cup after another until it was getting dark.

Ning Xiyuan was not drunk.

Yuzhu wasn't drunk either.

Ning Xiyuan tilted his head and looked at Yuzhu again.

"I didn't know how to drink before, but later on, even if I drank more, I wouldn't get drunk." Yuzhu seemed to see Ning Xiyuan's gaze, and her gentle voice was much mellower than the wine.

"I am an orphan. My parents were killed by robbers when I was born."

"My grandmother found me hiding under a pile of firewood, but the villagers said I was their nemesis and asked us to move out of the village."

"Then my grandmother passed away, and the world became even more boring, until I met the young lady."

"She didn't want to marry the man her parents had chosen for her, so she ran away from home and encountered robbers. I saved her."

"Later, she brought me into her mansion and taught me how to play the zither and read."

"The young lady's piano skills are unmatched. She wants to be a piano player and become famous throughout Xuandu."

"I finally managed to convince my wife, but she fell ill before she left."

"She died not long after."

Yuzhu's voice was calm, without any heart-wrenching pain, and so gentle that it seemed as if the experience he was narrating was not his own.

Ning Xiyuan propped up his head, shaking the wine glass slightly with his other hand, and said calmly: "So you came to the imperial capital, became a zither player, and then lived an extremely tormented life?"

Are you sad?

This is someone else's story.

What does it have to do with her.

Hearing this, she just felt that the young lady was a little selfish.

Live? Wishfully let others live.

Like a zombie, it is endless torture.

She didn't say these words, but just drowned everything in the wine.

Yuzhu smiled, drank the wine in her hand, and there seemed to be tears in her eyes.

But...is it uncomfortable?

Maybe not, he's numb.

This depressing atmosphere was interrupted by another voice.

A young man in white appeared in the flower-filled courtyard, with a sullen face, and sat down next to Ning Xiyuan.