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

Ning Xiyuan's fingers lightly touched the broken hair beside his face, the coldness in his eyes had not yet completely dissipated.

But cheers had already erupted from the surrounding stands.

The two men fought for a very short time.

Most of the disciples in the stands could not understand Lu Chaoyang's self-proclaimed calculations and attempts at breakthroughs.

All they saw was that the young master was very powerful, and he beat Lu Chaoyang so hard that he had no way to escape and was unable to fight back.

Once again, they were amazed at the young master's strength.

Although they were both golden elixirs, they completely suppressed Lu Chaoyang.

"Young Sect Master!"

"The leader of swordsmanship!"

"First genius!"

Those shouts were filled with the pursuit and fanaticism of power.

The few people who knew the truth were so shocked that they were speechless.

The Great Elder still held the staff tightly.

He is also a sword cultivator.

He could naturally see that what Ning Xiyuan was using was not swordsmanship at all.

Just like that, he tore apart Lu Chaoyang's resistance brutally and destroyed his sword technique with his strength.

This is simply an insult to sword practitioners.

But in fact...

Where does the power come from!?

Isn’t Ning Xiyuan’s cultivation level...Qi Refining!

Lu Chaoyang is a golden elixir! The gap between them is like a chasm!

The elder doesn't know the reason, but maybe...

Related to the suzerain.

There are countless secret methods in this world that can enhance one's cultivation in a short period of time.

If the First Elder was merely shocked, then the Third Elder was completely devastated!

Lu Chaoyang is his disciple.

If Lu Chaoyang defeats Ning Xiyuan, then Lu Chaoyang will firmly sit on the throne of the leader in kendo.

how so!

In the sect competition, the one standing last is Ning Xiyuan.

But all the carnival and support had nothing to do with Ning Xiyuan.

She left the stage calmly, and the crowd made way for her.

But I was caught off guard and met Yan Qian'an's gaze.

The boy's eyes were a dreamy purple color, chilling like a sharp blade.

There was a smile on his lips, but it was without any warmth.

Ning Xiyuan paused and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

The opportunity for death may be coming soon.

Yan Qian'an watched the girl completely leave the Yunyan Terrace. The black light condensed into a dot in the clouds and the smile on his face completely disappeared.

Beat Lu Chaoyang?

It's really not a big deal.

But showing such strong and overwhelming strength...

A cold look gradually appeared in Yan Qian'an's eyes.

Such a soul living would be the biggest variable.

What he hated most was this uncontrollable factor.

fine...

It’s not too late to find out now.

After all... he can be a good guy...

Send her to death.

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"Young Sect Master."

Ning Xiyuan had just returned to Wutong Palace when Yan Qi'an followed him.

The boy blocked the light from the doorway, casting a large shadow on the ground.

In just a moment, the door was closed, completely blocking out the sunlight outside.

Inside the hall, the priceless moonstone was emitting light.

Like a dream.

Hearing Yan Qian'an's voice, Ning Xiyuan immediately turned her head and moved closer, her eyes seeming brighter than the moonstone.

"Young Master, do you want to die?"

Yan Qian'an smiled and watched the girl get closer and closer, and finally stop in front of him.

A light fragrance mixed with the sweetness of grapes.

He has gotten used to the taste.

The boy's voice was as gentle as jade and as warm as the wind, but the content of his words was really straightforward.

Very rude.

"miss you!"

Ning Xiyuan smiled, his eyes curved, his voice light and full of joy.

Finally...let's speak frankly.

It is still necessary to show your strength at the right time.

"Here I have the Demon Realm's strange poison soul-breaking pill."

"I immediately felt pain all over my body after taking it, as if thousands of poisonous insects were gnawing at me."

"Within one stick of incense, he will surely die. The death will be horrible, and there is absolutely no antidote."

Yan Qian'an said this and took out a black porcelain bottle from his arms.

He smiled, but his voice was chilled.

Those cold and terrifying words seemed to turn into pieces of sunshine in his mouth.

He likes Soul-Breaking Pills.

Death should be miserable, grand, and painful to be meaningful.

The prisoner's dying struggle, the most beautiful performance.

Ning Xiyuan took the Soul-Breaking Pill in his hand, but hesitated when opening the lid.

"If the young master regrets..."

Yan Qi'an's eyes paused and his voice became three points colder.

Don’t you dare use the Soul-Severing Pill?

Things that make sense.

He was just testing. Besides the Soul-Breaking Pill, he had more poisons in his hands.

Any of them would send her to death.

He was still curious about how far Ning Xiyuan would go to die.

Yan Qian'an didn't have time to finish his words because the girl grabbed his wrist and put the medicine bottle back into his palm.

Cold touch.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether it was the temperature of the finger or the temperature of the medicine bottle.

"You feed me."

Ning Xiyuan was still smiling.

The process of dying is not important to her, she only cares about the result.

If you can die, what are you complaining about?

But because of the existence of the system, she couldn't die by suicide, so she had to trouble Yan Qian'an.

"..."

Yan Qian'an was silent. He had never expected Ning Xiyuan to say this.

[Host dear, dear, the world is so beautiful, please think about it again]

[Dear, please stay alive, I will consider applying for the golden finger]

The system is the most terrified at this moment.

It really didn't expect that the host was such a ruthless person.

I don't want to mess up the mission because of this reason.

Ning Xiyuan ignored the system. She looked at Yan Qian'an with burning eyes, waiting for Yan Qian'an's action.

Yan Qian'an opened his mouth, but remained silent for a long while and ultimately said nothing.

He opened the stopper of the medicine bottle, and a pleasant fragrance immediately spread.

Ning Xiyuan leaned over and opened his mouth slightly.

The Soul-Breaking Pill rolled into his palm, and Yan Qian'an looked at Ning Xiyuan again.

He tried to find an emotion similar to regret in the girl's eyes.

but no.

There is nothing but anticipation.

The girl looked up at him, the teardrop moles at the corners of her eyes startlingly red.

However, he felt that his fingertips that touched the Soul-Breaking Pill were slightly hot.

"Actually, I have other poisons here." Yan Qian'an lowered his eyes, concealing the unexplainable emotions in his eyes, and spoke softly.

"No need."

Ning Xiyuan refused straightforwardly, and then she added: "The Soul-Breaking Pill is very good."

"Hurry up and do it."

When will the villain change his fussy temper? Why is he so hesitant about killing people?

Yan Qianan finally had nothing more to say.

The puppet has been made and he can escape at any time. It is understandable to deal with a variable before that.

So Yan Qian'an personally put the Soul-Breaking Pill into Ning Xiyuan's mouth.

The fingertips touched the girl's soft lips, which felt burning and a little itchy.

"What's your name?" Yan Qian'an was a little dazed, and his fingertips became hesitant.

This was the first time he encountered a soul that was so compatible with him but had completely opposite desires.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

She tutted softly.

Such a question... no one has ever asked her.

"rather……"

Just one word was spoken, and then nothing more was said.

Silence and silence spread, leaving only the overlapping sounds of breathing.

"rather."

"The peace of the year is always peaceful."

Ning Xiyuan smiled, moved forward slightly, and took the pill from the boy's fingertips with his teeth.

The pill melted in his mouth and Ning Xiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything is settled, and I am just waiting to die...

Very good!

Ning Xiyuan walked towards the bed, his hands flat on his sides, looking very peaceful.

Yan Qianan stood where he was.

There seemed to be a lingering warm and soft touch on the fingers.

He looked at the black figure, and the corners of his mouth immediately curved upward.

Soon, blood will flow out of the girl's mouth, and the most beautiful and bright flowers will bloom.

He loves to see people struggling to die!

----small theater----

现在

Yan Qi'an: Young Master, there is no antidote for this poison

after

Yan Qian'an: King of Biancheng, if you can't find the antidote, I will destroy the entire Biancheng!