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

After the banquet, as soon as they descended Mount Qiongshan, Ning Xiyuan even made a magic circle for instant teleportation and disappeared on the spot.

The teleportation array teleports directly to the bed.

She's exercised too much today, and she's going to go crazy if she doesn't sleep.

[Host, we didn’t do anything today]

After seeing Ning Xiyuan lying on the bed like a dead pig, the system couldn't help but speak.

Ning Xiyuan: "It's even more tiring to talk."

Human energy is limited and precious. Today she was unlucky as she had wasted all her energy on some lunatics.

The system was speechless and eventually fell silent.

But Ning Xiyuan did not sleep well. In the second half of the night, a faint smell of blood spread, and she suddenly sat up in the dark.

His brows furrowed slightly.

Where does this smell come from?

There is no one in the house, and outside...

A familiar scent.

Yan Qian'an is back.

Ning Xiyuan sighed, fell heavily on the bed and closed his eyes.

Just bear with it, I can't move at all.

But as soon as she closed her eyes, she jumped up from the bed like a spring.

never mind...

Let’s go and have a look, what if she dies outside her door?

The moonlight outside the house was like water, illuminating the yard. The courtyard was as clear as stagnant water, with textures, lightly spreading out in circles.

Ning Xiyuan found Yan Qian'an at the corner.

The young man was in the shadows, half leaning against the wall, his white clothes almost soaked with blood.

His clothes were disheveled and he looked in a miserable state.

There were also a few bloodstains on the side of his face.

The most noticeable part was the shoulder. The cut clothes had turned completely red and stuck to the wound. Looking inside, one could see the white bones.

The smell of blood almost drowned the air around them.

Including Ning Xiyuan.

She instinctively wanted to step back, but some inexplicable emotions rising in her heart made her hesitate.

It feels sore, stuffy and a little painful.

A feeling I've never had before.

But the boy retreated faster than her. After noticing her presence, he immediately opened his eyes and put some distance between them.

"Still smell it?"

"Sorry to disturb your sleep."

Yan Qianan chuckled, his tone somewhat helpless; his voice was very light and without much strength, and there was a hint of self-loathing mixed in with his gentleness.

That’s right, such a strong smell cannot be blocked by a few doors.

He should have thought of it earlier.

He didn't know why he came here, but when he was tired, this was the only destination he could think of.

I feel so miserable and don't want to see anyone.

So I lean against this wall, trying to feel the warmth of another person.

This...is good.

What a pity, I still did something immoral that disturbed people’s dreams.

Ning Xiyuan clenched his sleeves.

The boy still had a smile on his face, his expression gentle and pale, but one could vaguely feel the pain from his trembling voice when he spoke.

She was still suppressing anger in her heart.

What she hated most was complicated emotions. She had always been lazy, and such emotions would take up too much of her thinking.

but...

Ning Xiyuan took a deep breath and took a few steps forward, but Yan Qian'an was still retreating.

Ning Xiyuan: “….”

She suddenly grabbed Yan Qi'an's hand and shouted, "Don't move."

My hands were sticky and I knew it was blood.

In an instant, irritability and anger soared.

The air pressure around the girl seemed to become extremely low.

She really...hated blood.

Yan Qianan stopped.

He felt the warm spiritual energy gradually seeping into his meridians along the place where their skin touched.

The numb wound was painful and itchy, and new skin and flesh were growing.

Yan Qian was speechless, his lowered eyes were softer than the moonlight.

The heart seems to be immersed in spring water, wrapped in warmth from all directions, airtight.

It's so soft.

Under the moonlight, he could see the girl's profile and her fluttering eyelashes.

Perhaps it was because they had been together for too long and were too familiar with each other, he also felt the disgust and impatience emanating from within.

"Ningning..."

The young man spoke, his voice trembling and slightly weak.

When calling for help, he wanted to pull his hand back.

enough.

At times like this, Ning Xiyuan was willing to take the initiative to get closer to him, like a sticky candy that made her feel sweet as soon as she put it in her mouth.

"Tsk."

He didn't pull his hand back, and the only response he got was an impatient click.

A handful of pills were stuffed into her mouth, and the unspeakable bitterness mixed together made people want to vomit, but the girl's hands were still stained with the sweetness of grapes.

Gently passing through the air, lingering at the tip of the nose.

"Do not talk."

Ning Xiyuan's voice was cold and he spoke very quickly.

Apparently her patience had reached its limit.

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

The young man smiled without saying anything, and saw Ning Xiyuan forming a seal with one hand, and a teleportation array lit up under the feet of the two of them.

After the violent fluctuation of spiritual energy, they were already at the hot spring in the backyard.

"Pfft."

Yan Qian had just come back to his senses when the girl completely submerged in the hot spring, with only her long black hair floating on the water.

Ning Xiyuan emerged and took deep gulps of fresh air.

Forcefully suppress the restlessness and uncontrollable murderous intent in your heart.

[The Demon Lord sent the Third Prince to the spirit world, instructing him to stop Yan Qi'an from unifying the spirit world, and allowing a life-and-death struggle if necessary]

The system sounds fast.

After saying that, he left.

It was keenly aware that its host's mood was not right either.

"Demon Lord..."

Ning Xiyuan closed his eyes, unable to suppress the murderous intent no matter what.

He is really a piece of shit and will only cause trouble for her.

Ning Xiyuan finally remembered that there was a wounded person on the shore.

She turned around and said, "Take off your clothes." from a distance of two meters.

The white clothes were dyed red, completely marinated in blood.

Yan Qian'an's fingers were a little stiff. Should he take them off...?

Although his brain was still slow, his hands moved without any hesitation.

He also knew that not kicking him out was already the limit of Ning Xiyuan's patience.

Yan Qianan left himself in a pair of underwear, took off his outer robe and threw the blood-stained clothes far away.

The boy is very white.

There was a faint glow in the darkness, perhaps it was moonlight.

There were just a lot of scars on the evenly-proportioned muscle texture, some shallow enough to bleed, some deep enough to be a bloody mess, the heaviest of which was the one on the shoulder.

It's hard to believe that Yan Qi'an didn't say a word when he was taking off his clothes just now.

Ning Xiyuan performed many cleaning techniques on Yan Qian'an before slowly moving closer.

The pill that was just stuffed into Yan Qian'an's pocket has the function of stopping bleeding. Now, all the wounds, big and small, on his body, except for the one on his shoulder, no longer bleed.

But the flesh and blood were turned over, which was a bit horrifying.

The smell of blood was still strong, but it was much better than before.

Ning Xiyuan gritted his teeth and stood out of the hot spring.

He held the powder in his hand and sprinkled it evenly on the boy's wound.

Although he was numb to the pain, the sudden intense pain still made Yan Qian'an tense up and he couldn't help but groan.

Ning Xiyuan paused for a moment while holding the medicine bottle, but finally slowed down his movements.

She was too lazy to talk and just kept silent.

Yan Qian'an completely relaxed. He wanted to hold the person in his arms, crush him and merge him into his flesh and blood.

Only the person in front of him can give him such a moment of peace.

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good night