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

The disciples who were entangled in the illusion woke up one after another.

Seeing this scene, his face turned pale.

It was a cold moonlit night, the altar was erected high, the torches below had been lit, and hanging on it was the female cultivator who had just disappeared.

Beneath the altar stood dozens of people in white clothes and an old woman with wrinkled faces.

"Premarital affair! The groom is unfaithful! Damn it!"

The old woman let out an angry roar, and then the men in white clasped their hands together, lowered their heads, and muttered something.

The scary mask makes people even more fearful and nervous.

"Wait a minute!"

Ning Jin stretched out his hand in the spotlight, his tone cold and his expression calm.

After she said this, the old woman really put down the torch in her hand.

The disciples couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, as long as Senior Sister Ning Jin is around, I feel safe.

"Old woman, why are you killing her? If you have any difficulties, please tell us." Ning Jin tightly grasped the sword in his hand and tried to get closer to the old woman.

Ning Xiyuan grabbed a handful of melon seeds from his pocket and waited for Ning Jin to speak passionately.

Lu Chaoyang heard the sound of people cracking melon seeds and picked up a few.

"Will this...really work?"

He always felt that this old woman didn't seem to be able to understand what people said.

"Just kill him...maybe that will work." Lu Chaoyang didn't get a response and couldn't help but speak again.

Based on his experience in the illusion just now, he found that these things didn't seem that difficult to kill.

Ning Xiyuan: "She is kinder."

Isn’t it said that a gentleman uses his mouth rather than his hands?

Same thing with hypocrites.

"The bridegroom did not resist temptation, his soul is guilty, and he should be burned to appease the wrath of the evil spirit."

"Burn her to death!"

Ning Xiyuan had been staring at Ning Jin, and just at that moment, she seemed to see a dark shadow emerging from behind Ning Jin.

fleeting.

Weird power.

Ning Jin received instructions at that moment.

"Sacrifice her to increase my power."

A cold and hoarse voice sounded in her mind, and the hand holding the long sword at her waist loosened.

Ning Jin spoke again: "You just lost your love, but she shouldn't have to sacrifice her life for it!"

"Mother-in-law, there is great love in the world, and tolerance comes first."

Ning Jin's voice was full of affection, as if he wanted to influence the old woman holding the torch.

But my heart felt cold.

It's just the life of a disciple.

As long as she angers this crazy woman a little...it naturally can't be blamed on her.

Lu Chaoyang was shocked.

He always felt that these words sounded reasonable.

But I can’t say what’s strange about it.

As soon as Ning Jin finished speaking, the old woman went into a rampage. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she cut her wrists, using her blood to create a killing array while muttering something.

Ning Jin just looked nervous.

But in his heart, he was thinking how to put the blame for the death on Ning Xiyuan.

There was a red light shooting up into the sky, a complicated formation, and huge shadows gathered behind the people in white clothes who gathered together.

It seems that the evil god can be summoned in the next second.

No one dared to move.

Because he was favored by the secret realm, Ning Jin, who was stronger than them, did not move.

They trust the sect’s senior sister.

Beneath this trust lies the fear and unknown of death.

At the critical moment.

A dark shadow passed through everyone's sight.

"puff."

There was a slight sound, as the sharp blade entered the flesh, an extremely inconspicuous sound.

But it abruptly blocked the formation of the magic circle.

Then, the old woman's body turned into a layer of skin and fell to the ground, as if the air had been drained out.

The entire secret realm behind Ning Xiyuan suddenly shattered.

There seemed to be light at the crack, and then it illuminated the entire night.

The girl stood against the light, her black hair flying in the air in wild arcs.

Ning Jin was shocked, and his anger grew.

Just one step left!

But before the girl was completely swallowed by the light, she gently shook her index finger at her.

"No."

Only Ning Jin could hear the girl's hoarse voice.

It's voice transmission.

what?

What doesn't work?

Ning Jin's mind was in a mess, and for a moment she even felt as if she had been seen through.

Almost at the same time, another figure followed Ning Xiyuan into the light and shadow.

When the white light dissipated, everyone returned to the underground palace.

Yan Qian'an tightly grasped Ning Xiyuan's wrist, causing the girl beside him to look back at him.

"doing what?"

Ning Xiyuan was surprised.

Doesn’t Yan Qianan... hate having contact with her?

"..."

They looked at each other in silence, and Yan Qi'an quickly let go.

"I'm afraid of getting separated from the Young Master." The young man's voice was clear and trembling, full of concern, and also revealed a subtle grievance.

If something happened to Ning Xiyuan.

His...what to do with the Nuwa Stone.

Ning Xiyuan: "...How about finding a rope to tie it up?"

She has been so honest, why should she be disgusted by you?

Yan Qian'an's expression stiffened for a moment, but soon, he tightly grasped Ning Xiyuan's hand, took out a rope from his arms and tied their hands together.

"Okay, Young Master."

The young man deliberately leaned forward and whispered close to Ning Xiyuan's ear.

The warm breath is slightly itchy, but alluring.

[YES!] 】

The system feels that the strategy mission has a chance of success.

It all depends on when the perverted male protagonist can pounce on the crazy host.

Eh...wait?

Something seems wrong.

"Junior sister, how can you act so rashly!"

"Killing him suddenly, what if we can't save Yue Ling!?"

Ning Jin took the initiative to accuse Ning Xiyuan without waiting for everyone to react to the illusion.

Given her status in the hearts of these disciples, as long as she reacts quickly enough, Ning Xiyuan will be the one who is wrong.

After all, she is the cool, patient and approachable eldest sister of the entire sect.

And Ning Xiyuan...

The young master is a man who commits all kinds of evil, including murder and arson.

"Senior sister, our dog doesn't talk as crazy as you do."

Ning Xiyuan laughed and turned around suddenly.

The rope on his hands was not untied yet, and Yan Qian'an staggered when she pulled him.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

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

The young man lowered his eyes, looked at the ropes in the two men's hands, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

dog?

Are you talking about him?

Ning Xiyuan really dares...

Ning Xiyuan only glanced at Yan Qian'an, then immediately turned back to look at Ning Jin.

"If I don't kill her, am I going to wait to feed her to the evil spirits?"

"Do you think... the evil spirit is powerful?"

When the girl said this, she paused and suddenly smiled.

The voice trembled a little with excitement.

"And then killed us...all."

Ning Xiyuan suddenly patted Ning Jin on the shoulder. Ning Jin's heart skipped a beat and he took two steps back.

The girl in front of him had a beautiful face, and her smile was like a curse from a ghost.

Let the secrets in people's hearts have nowhere to escape.

Ning Jin's expression remained normal. She just lowered her eyes slightly and chuckled: "Junior sister, you need to understand one thing..."

"I am the one chosen by the inheritance."

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In fact, I think I will be able to enter the modern literary giants in the future, haha.

Campus writing is also fine.

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I have a fever. My god!

Darlings, the weather is not hot yet, don't wear too thin clothes