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

"Xiyuan."

The clan leader's voice sounded behind Ning Xiyuan.

Ning Jin and Lu Chaoyang looked back at the same time, and then Lu Chaoyang left tactfully.

As for Ning Jin...

She clenched her fists and walked forward after a while.

"...What's the matter?"

After the clan leader came over, everyone around her dispersed immediately, and the place was cleared immediately.

"Xiyuan, I have high hopes for you." The sect leader patted Ning Xiyuan's shoulder with an ambiguous smile on his lips.

Such a mess...

How to turn the tide?

She was very curious about how far this possessor could go.

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Back on the Yuehua Sect's flying boat, Qu Zhen stood on the outer deck, watching the clouds hit the barrier and then shatter in front of her.

Through the broken clouds, she could vaguely see the moon.

Want to win?

Qu Zhen asked herself.

Of course, I want to attend a grand event like the Sifang Fengyunhui...

The only chance to enter the upper spiritual world, who wouldn’t want to fight for it?

but...

"Qu Zhen, you are so shortsighted! Your father dotes on you so much, and you actually chose Ning Xiyuan?!"

"I'm afraid he got kicked in the head by a donkey."

"This time, I am definitely better than you!"

Qu Yingtian crossed his arms over his chest, moved closer to Qu Zhen, and spoke almost viciously.

God knows how happy he felt when he saw Qu Zhen’s choice!

His father called him a fool all day long, but now it is clear who is the fool.

"Rebellious son, how can you talk to your sister like that!"

"Have you forgotten the hierarchy of elders?"

The leader of Yuehua Sect slapped Qu Yingtian on the back of the head, but handed the fruit plate to Qu Zhen.

"Zhenzhen, it doesn't matter even if you lose."

"You are the little princess of our Yuehua Sect. No one dares to laugh at you."

Qu Yingtian exploded.

He wanted to scold her! Comfort! What was he comforting? He should have called her a fool.

Qu Zhen took the fruit plate silently and said nothing.

-

When Ning Xiyuan returned to Wutong Palace, the system was almost going crazy.

What to do, what to do

How can I slap Ning Jin in the face from all angles?

At times like this, it often forgets that it is just a strategy system.

Ning Xiyuan blocked the system casually.

The sound of sleep is more important than anything else.

If you have any difficulties, leave them for tomorrow.

But...where is Yan Qian'an?

The Wutong Palace was deserted and lacked popularity.

For a moment...I felt a little uncomfortable.

Just as Ning Xiyuan was thinking this, the door behind him was pushed open again.

The young man in white walked towards her with a smile on his face.

Wearing an irrepressible, slightly crazy smile.

"Young Sect Master?"

The young man spoke, his voice slightly hoarse, but filled with excitement that could not be suppressed no matter what.

Ning Xiyuan took two steps back.

Yan Qian'an is almost marinated in the flavor. How many people does he have to kill to achieve this naturally tipsy effect?

"Tsk."

Yan Qi'an saw everything Ning Xiyuan did.

He had clearly changed his clothes in the Demon Realm, so was he still discovered while killing someone?

Without further ado, Yan Qianan walked towards the clean room on the side.

It seems that next time I come back, I will do more than just take a bath.

You also need to burn incense.

Meet the Young Master...

so troublesome.

...

When Yan Qianan came out, the girl was already fast asleep.

A brocade quilt covered her chest, and her long black hair spread out behind her head, soft and shiny.

Place your hands flat outside the quilt.

Serene and peaceful.

It seemed that most of the time, the girl was as dead as if she were asleep.

"Young Master, it's still early."

Yan Qianan came closer and poked the girl's cheek with his fingertips.

Probably because too many people were killed tonight.

The excitement in my heart took a long time to dissipate.

Ning Xiyuan tilted his head and avoided Yan Qian'an's fingers.

"Young Master, get up."

"I will peel the grapes for you."

Yan Qian'an said this, stood up and went to pick up the grapes on the small table.

The fingertips trembled, and the touch of human skin remained.

Grape...

Yan Qian turned around and saw that the girl was still unmoved.

So he pulled the man up.

"Young Master, don't sleep anymore."

"Eat grapes."

Yan Qi'an took the person into his arms and rocked her gently.

It seemed as if he would not give up until Ning Xiyuan was woken up today.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw crystal clear grapes being fed to my mouth.

His consciousness was still confused, but his mouth was slightly open.

[He skinned a person today!!!]

The system made a sharp explosion, and this time, Ning Xiyuan was completely awake.

She pushed Yan Qi'an's hand away, took a deep breath, and uttered one word: "Get lost."

A man who doesn't sleep late at night.

The murderous intent in Yan Qi'an's heart rose slightly.

The young master is very fierce.

very noisy.

I really want to...cut off her tongue.

The boy's eyes gradually became deep, his interest jumping, stimulating Ning Xiyuan's brain.

She seemed to understand what Yan Qian'an was thinking, so she grabbed Yan Qian'an's neck and pressed the boy under her.

"crazy!"

She lowered her voice, almost gritting her teeth.

Ning Xiyuan sat astride his waist and abdomen, and strangled his fragile neck with his cold hands.

The black hair hung down, occasionally brushing against his face.

It's itchy, but not as noticeable as the touch on the neck.

Life is controlled by others...

A wonderful feeling.

"Ning Ning."

Yan Qian'an suddenly spoke, his purple pupils staring at the red teardrop mole at the corner of the girl's eyes.

Ning Xiyuan was slightly stunned.

My heart seemed to skip a beat.

"Ning Ning."

Yan Qian'an did not miss any subtle expressions on the girl's face, as if he had discovered something more interesting.

He shouted again.

This time, he raised his head and kissed the teardrop mole at the corner of Ning Xiyuan's eye.

The young master is so sweet.

This taste is familiar and... addictive.

【...】

The system sneaks away.

At this moment, it suddenly remembered that it seemed that it would be just around the corner to complete the task.

"Yan Qi'an!"

Ning Xiyuan finally couldn't bear it anymore. She pulled out a rope from the space and tied Yan Qi'an tightly.

Then he found a piece of rag and rolled it into a ball to cover Yan Qian'an's mouth.

"sleep tight."

Ning Xiyuan got off Yan Qi'an and lay back down, feeling uncomfortable all over.

after...

We must make sure Yan Qian'an kills fewer people.

It's totally...

Neuropathy!

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Yan Qi'an (implicit version): Ningning... Ningning... Ningning!

Yan Qi'an (later version): Hug me! Kiss me! Fuck me!