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

Yan Qi'an was often so angry that he laughed.

However, when Ning Jin and Lin Hansheng rushed over, Ning Xiyuan took out the token given by Chu Aotian.

The three words "Tianjian Zong" were written in a very flamboyant and sloppy manner.

But Lin Hansheng still recognized it at the first sight.

"How come you have things from the Eastern Region!" Lin Hansheng exclaimed.

The token in Ning Xiyuan's hand is definitely not an ordinary item.

One can even glimpse some sharp sword energy from it.

The three words "Tianjian Sect" on it further explain the origin of the token.

Ning Jin's expression changed slightly.

She stared at the token in Ning Xiyuan's hand, then looked at Ning Xiyuan's face.

How can it be! ?

The Eastern Region prides itself on being the leader of the four regions and has always looked down on other regions.

Let alone giving a token, even a smile is rare.

Where did Ning Xiyuan get the opportunity to get to know people from the Eastern Region!

"The people from the Tianjian Sect just left."

"Haven't you seen it?"

Ning Xiyuan's voice was brisk, and after he finished speaking, he admired the two people's wonderful face-changing performance.

Oh no.

I feel much better.

The two figures, one black and one white, finally left.

Ning Jin and Lin Hansheng stood where they were, both of them with complicated expressions on their faces.

Tianjian Sect?!

That is the number one sect in the world of cultivation, symbolizing the strongest sect in the entire lower spiritual world.

They actually...

The two began to recall their words and actions.

I guess... I didn't offend you, right?

-

The Four-Directions Meeting is approaching, and it will take joint discussion among several sects to decide who will represent the Southern Region in the competition.

Therefore, the Southern Region Alliance was scheduled for the beginning of next month.

Ning Xiyuan never asked much about such matters, and most of the work that the young sect leader should do was handled by Yan Qi'an.

It's late at night and the lights are flickering.

The young man behind the desk dealt with the last bad debt of the Futu Sect.

After taking a bath and washing herself, the girl was ready for bed, but she had already fallen asleep for a long time.

Yan Qi'an lifted the quilt and lay down beside Ning Xiyuan.

There is an eerie quietness in my heart.

He never slept before.

But now...

The young master slept so soundly that it was contagious, and he actually felt a little sleepy.

This was not enough, he skillfully stretched out his arms and pulled the girl into his arms.

After a long period of habit, the girl would not wake up because of this, but instead found a comfortable position in his arms.

Sweetness spreads.

It's the smell of the young master.

Or maybe it was the smell of himself.

After all, for a long time, apart from the endless sect briefings that the young sect master had to read, he had been dealing with all kinds of spiritual fruits that needed to be peeled all day long.

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"Xixi, does it hurt?"

"Come on, tell me, does it hurt?"

"Cry if it hurts."

Ning Xiyuan seldom dreams, and it would be unlucky if he dreamed about trivial things that he had long forgotten.

The tall and exquisite reliefs are magnificent.

The light is bright enough to reach every place.

Ning Xiyuan watched expressionlessly as the woman left wound after wound on her body.

don't cry.

I won't cry now.

Never have.

The wound healed quickly, but the woman's almost insane face remained unchanged.

The beautiful facial features became distorted, and then completely collapsed, turning into a madman who could only scream.

"cry!"

"Cry!"

"Xixi is most afraid of pain. In the past, Xixi would cry for a long time when she fell down..."

The woman's voice echoed in the empty hall, shrill and terrifying.

Ning Xiyuan frowned, and the murderous intent in his eyes became heavier.

She snatched the dagger from the woman's hand and stabbed it into her heart without hesitation.

So the dream ended.

Ning Xiyuan sat up suddenly, his breathing becoming somewhat rapid.

The oppression, bondage and despair spread from the dream to reality and were about to swallow her up.

"Crazy..."

The girl's voice was hoarse and unclear, like she was talking in a sleep.

By having this kind of dream, she must have committed some heinous crime, such as murder, arson, burning and looting!

"Young Sect Master?"

The young man beside her sat up like her and said three words, gently and softly.

Ning Xiyuan rubbed his eyes, gritted his teeth and lay back down.

But he didn't close his eyes.

She looked at the layers of draperies around the bed.

I don’t want to dream about things that have long been dead and unrecognizable.

Not afraid.

I just simply think... it's too unlucky.

Yan Qianan lay back down with the girl again. He pulled the quilt and covered the girl tightly.

Then he held it in his arms along with the quilt.

This time, face to face.

Ning Xiyuan did not refuse, and she rested her head on Yan Qian'an's arm.

"My mother brought disaster to me."

Yan Qianan spoke, his tone unusually cold.

In fact, he didn't know what to say.

I just don't want to see the sad look on the girl's face.

It seems like living one more day is a sin.

He hated the thought.

He racked his brains, suffered, and struggled desperately to survive.

But some people can go to such lengths just to die.

This is not fair.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

She really wanted to kick Yan Qian'an out at this moment.

Yan Qian'an bent his arm, put it on Ning Xiyuan's shoulder, and quietly narrowed the distance between them.

"She gave me dirty blood, making me a laughing stock of the entire demon race."

He resisted talking about his mother.

For him, this was a stain on his life and the beginning of his tragedy.

But he clearly heard the girl calling "A Niang" in her dream just now.

This is not the first time.

It's really not worth it to seek death for this.

He could be more generous and share his tragic experience.

They are allies and should encourage each other until they can achieve their goals.

Ning Xiyuan opened his eyes, grasped Yan Qian'an's clothes tightly, and his fingertips lightly touched the tight muscles on the boy's waist.

Unconsciously.

It seems like he is listening, and also like he is thinking.

Yan Qian'an didn't care about the audience's attitude.

but...

The girl's fingertips were really cold, and they gently scratched her waist and abdomen, arousing unspeakable desire.

The place that was touched became hot after a brief period of coldness.

piping hot.

Burning people.

"Ning Xiyuan!"

Yan Qian'an did not finish telling his own experience, because halfway through, he could no longer bear it and grabbed the hands around his waist.

He gritted his teeth and blurted out a warning.

Ning Xiyuan came back to his senses.

She really didn't hear what Yan Qian'an was saying.

not interested.

But since we're on this subject...

Yan Qian'an noticed the girl's active approach, so he lowered his eyes. The girl rested her head in his arms, her eyes bright.

Like a bright galaxy.

"I'll tell you, too."

The girl's slightly hoarse voice sounded, but he did not stop her.

If you want to gain the trust of the young master, you must know her weaknesses and what she resists and fears.

"Ah Niang loves her children very much."

"She was not nice to me."

"later......"

The girl paused, and Yan Qian'an's heart also slowed down a beat.

He is waiting...

Waiting for the young master to open his heart to him.

"Then, she died."

"..."

After Ning Xiyuan finished speaking, Yan Qian'an felt that he had been fooled.

He knew that he shouldn't expect this madman to say anything serious.

But the girl suddenly moved closer and placed her hands on his chest.

The slanted hair scratched his cheek, it was itchy.

The scent of the girl enveloped him in an instant.

The voice in my ears was very small, but it was filled with uncontrollable, almost crazy excitement.

"I killed him."

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Oh my god, I forgot today is April Fools' Day.

No wonder I queued outside Haidilao till the end of time

Goodnight everybody.

This time it's true!