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

He turned around and looked at Lu Chaoyang, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

How on earth could this idiot with strong limbs and simple mind survive to this day?

Lu Chaoyang had no idea that he was in a life-and-death situation, and the smile on his face was bright and sunny.

He waved his hand: "Okay, young couple, stop being so clingy and flirtatious in private."

"Come join our big family!"

It's time to raise a toast and celebrate!

Ning Xiyuan pushed Yan Qian'an and walked into the house with his arms folded across his chest.

Yan Qi'an: "Haha."

I laughed twice and felt that what Lu Chaoyang said was not that unpleasant.

The third round of the competition was in five days, so after everyone had been arguing until late at night, they went back to rest.

When Yan Qi'an held Ning Xiyuan's hand and walked into the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, the familiar feeling that came over him made him feel particularly at ease.

I've only been here for a few days.

actually...

It gave rise to a feeling of home.

Maybe I can buy a house in the upper spiritual world.

The Demon Realm or the Cultivation Realm are both fine. The interactions between the two races in the Upper Spirit Realm are less tense. It doesn't matter where Ning Xiyuan wants to live.

Yan Qi'an stared at Ning Xiyuan's back with a slightly deep look and a bit of resentment.

He laughed at himself twice.

where to live?

I'm afraid I wouldn't even think about living with him.

"What are you laughing at?"

Ning Xiyuan was about to push the door open when he suddenly heard two laughs behind him.

Extremely malicious.

She turned her head and stared at Yan Qian'an's face.

Yan Qi'an: "...I haven't eaten noodles made by Ningning for a long time."

"Want to eat."

I didn't want Ning Xiyuan to know the messy thoughts in my mind.

The moment those eyes looked at him, he felt a little nervous.

I was suddenly reminded of the day when I ate noodles with the girl in Futu Sect.

Ning Xiyuan turned and walked in without looking back: "If you like it, make it yourself."

She is not a cook.

I happened to be in a good mood that day, and usually no one likes to hang around in the kitchen.

Yan Qi'an had a blank expression on his face.

The answer was expected, no surprises at all.

After that, they each washed up. Yan Qi'an was still cautious and on guard when he lay down next to Ning Xiyuan.

I was afraid that Ning Xiyuan would kick me off the bed in the next second.

After finding out that the girl had no such intention, he boldly took her into his arms.

His hand naturally rested on the girl's waist, then he frowned and turned over and sat up.

"What's wrong with your breath?"

It feels like there is some force raging and crashing inside the body, causing confusion and inner confusion. This is a sign of internal injury.

The expression on Yan Qian'an's face turned serious. To be honest, he couldn't think of anyone in the spiritual world who could really hurt Ning Xiyuan.

The Fiery Crystal was not completely digested.

But it did not affect Ning Xiyuan's sleep. On the contrary, Yan Qian'an's big movement dispelled a lot of her sleepiness.

Ning Xiyuan sighed softly and looked up at Yan Qi'an: "It's just a small matter, are you going to sleep or not?"

After saying that, he began to close his eyes.

"Ning Xiyuan, what happened to your internal injuries?"

Yan Qian'an grabbed Ning Xiyuan's arm.

Several pills were instantly stuffed into Ning Xiyuan's mouth.

Ning Xiyuan took a deep breath, chewed the pill in his mouth, and sat up with the help of Yan Qian'an.

Then he said seriously: "I absorbed the Blazing Crystal today."

“It’s not very peaceful now.”

"That's it."

Ning Xiyuan's voice was quite logical, and the bright smile on his face almost covered up the irritation in his eyes when he spoke.

After saying this, he fell on the bed again.

Yan Qi’an: ???

Blazing crystal?

Many people in the upper spiritual world are looking for this thing.

absorb?

Even if Yan Qian'an used his toes, he could guess what method Ning Xiyuan used.

Such a powerful force...

He leaned forward to look at Ning Xiyuan's face: "You are crazy!"

Ning Xiyuan smiled.

What a pity! If she could take it out from the secret realm, she should force it into Yan Qian'an's body so that he could become a peerless powerful man as soon as possible.

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

Looking at Ning Xiyuan's smiling face, he obediently lay back down.

The complex emotions stuck in his chest made him irritable.

After a while, he grabbed Ning Xiyuan's wrist, channeled some demonic energy, and guided the power of the blazing crystal.

Ning Xiyuan did not refuse.

After all, it is more comfortable and easier to sleep.

She patted Yan Qian'an's wrist with her other hand: "Relax."

"I'm hard to kill."

Damn the system.

Damn Bodhi fruit.

The whole damn world.

Gan!

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

So annoying!

I really want to sew up Ning Xiyuan’s dumb mouth.

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When I woke up the next morning, Yan Qian'an was no longer around.

Pushing the door open, Shen Shiwei and Lu Chaoyang were practicing sword as usual.

Qu Zhen held the book, which was thicker than her head, and recited the formula backwards.

As for Qin Chen?

The words "getting up at the crack of dawn" and "working hard" have nothing to do with him.

Being drunk is the norm.

But as soon as Ning Xiyuan walked down the stairs, he was greeted by three burning gazes.

Hesitant to speak.

And it's inexplicable.

Ning Xiyuan frowned: "Is there something dirty on my face?"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and her fingertips lightly touched the teeth marks.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

Yan Qi'an is a bastard!

Lu Chaoyang: "Sister Ning, were you bitten by a dog last night!?"

Who is so desperate as to bite Sister Ning?

Shen Shiwei distanced herself from Lu Chaoyang, the expression on her face awkward and embarrassed.

Finally, she took the initiative to hand the wooden sword to Ning Xiyuan: "Sect...Master, I'm tired, how about you come?"

Lu Chaoyang let out a sharp explosion—"Shen Shiwei! You villain!"

When Elder Qu and the Third Elder arrived at the door, Lu Chaoyang was already lying on the ground, half dead.

The third elder looked at Lu Chaoyang with disdain and said straight to the point: "Regarding the competition system, we have failed."

According to the previous group points system, with the points from the first two rounds added up, the championship has already been locked in the South Region in advance.

But after arguing all day yesterday, we came to the conclusion that the points would only be effective in this round.

The points from the three competitions are no longer added together and are independent of each other.

After the third round, the weights will be determined based on the results.

What does it mean to process the results by weight?

It's completely aimed at the Southern Region!

The Third Elder and Elder Qu became angrier as they talked.

But the arm cannot twist the thigh.

In this matter, the minority can only obey the majority.

Ning Xiyuan returned the wooden sword in his hand to Shen Shiwei and shook his head: "It doesn't matter."

The points of each team in the first round have not yet been announced, but they just need to win the last game.

No matter what the judging system is, victory belongs to the South Region.

As for Yan Qian'an who ran away in the morning.

He now understood the truth that distance creates beauty, and sticking to Ning Xiyuan all the time would only be annoying.

Keeping a proper distance can maintain better relationships.

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Feifei: Ningning is different from Awu. Ningning is neither aloof nor cold (she has a bit of a sharp tongue, is usually irritable, and is occasionally lazy)

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The outline is gone again. Let me use my brain to write an outline.

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