After Being Betrayed, The Immortal Master Ran Away With The Demon Venerable

Yi Ning ran into Yan Xuan's arms unexpectedly, and was hugged by his waist. The strong smell of wine came from him, which was a delicious plum blossom brew.

"Yan Xuan..." Being hugged by him like this, Yi Ning felt that even he was slightly drunk. Yan Xuan put him on the seat without saying a word, picked up the jug and poured it into his cup. A full glass.

He wants to drink with him?Yi Ning sensed what he meant, stretched out his hand and refused, "I don't drink."

The most important thing is that he doesn't know his drinking capacity, and if he gets drunk, his vigilance will be greatly reduced.

Yan Xuan sneered, still didn't speak, just stretched out his hand to take up the wine glass in front of him and drank it up, then filled it up on his own.

Still angry... Yi Ning sighed and said, "I know you want to give me the Fuyun sword for self-defense, but I already have Guoyun, so I don't need other swords."

"Being passionate, who said it was for you." Yan Xuan said coldly, but his eyes fell on the clear wine in the glass.

It reflected Yi Ning's face wearing a human, leather, and mask, and seemed to frown slightly, a little angry.Even though he was so ugly, he could still make people feel that he was unique and unique in the world.

Yan Xuan tightened her fingers, not wanting to see him angry.

"It wasn't for me, so you plan to kill yourself and become a mortal before using that sword?" Yi Ning looked at him strangely, "You said you wanted to be a mortal, so I won't break the seal."

Yi Ning deliberately provoked him, wanting him to lose his temper, and it would be much better if he lost his temper and became angry.

But Yan Xuan was not as good as he wanted. He picked up the wine glass and drank it one after another without answering the words.

"Stop drinking." Yi Ning couldn't help standing up and clasping his wrist, "If you're angry with me, I'll hit you."

There will always be quarrels and fights between friends, and Yi Ning thinks there is nothing wrong with what he said.

But it fell into Yan Xuan's ears, as if he hadn't said anything.Yan Xuan raised his eyes to look at him, and after a while, spit out a few words: "I want to hit you, how many times can you catch it?" How could you say something stupid.

Seeing that he finally made a sound, Yi Ning was relieved a little, and followed his words: "No matter how many times, I will never fight back."

Yan Xuan took a deep breath, regretting that he had captured Yi Ning.

What can't be done, add block No.1.If he was willing to beat him, he couldn't hold back.

"This sword, named Duanshe, is like the same root as my Guoyun. After a while, I will seal it up. To me, it is more important than the Fuying sword." Yi Ning said softly, and put the sword on the table.

When the head of the sect passed the Duanshe sword to him, he said that he could only send the sword out if he found the destined person.The Duanshe sword is different from the Guoyun sword. It is powerful, both good and evil, and it will play a corresponding role in whoever holds it.

It's just that the appearance of these two swords is completely different, and the craftsmanship seems to be made by two people.Yi Ning didn't know why the master said it was comparable to Ganjiang Moxie and Longquan Tai'a.

Suddenly, the sound of a wine glass knocking on the table sounded, pulling Yi Ning out of his memory, he stared blankly at Yan Xuan, who looked indifferent, and said solemnly: "Do you remember what you said to me? "

The look in his eyes was quite familiar, and Yi Ning understood it all at once, with a look of embarrassment on his face, he whispered: "Remember, don't talk to Gong Xiuxian in the future."

However, this time is a special case...

"Then you still talk to him, and even ask for a sword for him, and you want to piss me off?" Yan Xuan couldn't hold back, and still said all the words.

After a long time, I don't know if the tone was too strong, but Yi Ning didn't move.

Yan Xuan raised his eyes to look at him nervously, and saw Yi Ning leaning on his chin and smiling lightly, his eyes were like moon shadows sinking into jade, starlight, and said in a low voice: "Do you feel better after cursing? Your lord, I know I was wrong." Ok."

Hold.

Yan Xuan looked away in a little panic, not daring to look any further.If you look at it more, you won't be angry.

Used to seduce him!

"Stop drinking, it's getting late, it's time to go back." Yi Ning got up and went to help him up, but was dragged into his arms unexpectedly.

"I'm not that easy to fool, don't try to expose it easily." Yan Xuan whispered viciously in his ear: "You must ask me to get something back."

They were too close, Yi Ning stretched out his hand to hold him, his ears turned red, and whispered: "Let go, or I will chant a curse."

"You!" When did Yan Xuan suffer this kind of aggrieved by others, only Yi Ning could handle him so easily.

Yi Ning saw that he turned his face away, as if he didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he sighed leisurely, picked up the wine glass from the table and said, "Okay, I'll punish myself, and then I'll go back, okay?"

After finishing speaking, he raised his glass and poured it down. Yi Ning didn't know how strong the wine was, but he usually saw that other people drank like this, so he thought that wine and water tasted the same, but he drank it in a hurry and the liquid choked. He coughed a few times, drank half and spilled half.

The lips, neck, and even the hem of the clothes are all wet.The water is clear and the aroma of wine is overflowing.

Yanxuan's eyes were dim, and he couldn't move his eyes away from the water light. He stared straight at him, suddenly felt thirsty, and asked hoarsely, "Is it delicious?"

"It's hard to drink." Yi Ning frowned and coughed a few more times.

After getting the expected answer, Yan Xuan couldn't help but sneered, wishing he could hold him in his arms and bully him.

No matter what he does, Yan Xuan thinks he is cute, which is really weird.

Yi Ning glared at him and said, "It's time to relieve my anger, let's go?"

"Give me that sword." Yan Xuan squinted his eyes, he didn't want Yi Ning to carry this sword all the time, always thinking of Gong Xiuxian.

Yi Ning looked at him suspiciously and said: "This sword is also a fairy weapon, you will be hurt if you hold it."

How could Yan Xuan care about such a small injury? He casually grabbed Yi Ning and pulled the Duanshe sword hanging from his waist.

In an instant, the Duanshe sword blew up, and the scabbard dropped without touching it, cutting a big hole in Yan Xuan's palm, and blood dripped on the sword, almost stained red.

"You will get hurt if you say it, but you still have to take it..." Yi Ning wanted to take the sword back.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xuan pressed his hand and said: "Don't touch it!"

Jianfeng didn't lose half of it because of Yi Ning's approach, but it became more and more intense. Yan Xuan looked at it coldly, and suddenly said, "It's sucking my blood."

Yi Ning was stunned, and looked down, the blood on the sword had indeed been absorbed, and the whole sword became more and more red, as if Yan Xuan's blood had flowed into it.

After a while, the wind from the sword faded away, and the glaring blood red turned into jet black.

Yi Ning and Yan Xuan looked at each other, both stunned.

The head of the sect said when he gave the sword away that this sword is both good and evil, and can only be given to the person who is destined to be found.

The doomed man...the doomed man...

Yi Ning suddenly snatched the sword back, inserted it back into the scabbard, and said calmly, "I told you earlier that I won't let you touch it, go back quickly."

Seeing that he was covering up, Yan Xuan began to ask questions, reached out and grabbed Yi Ning's wrist and locked it behind his back, and with the other hand, he untied the Duanshe sword from his waist.

"Yan Xuan! Give me the sword."

This jet-black sword suddenly became extremely handy in Yan Xuan's hands. He imitated Yi Ning's example and casually swung the sword flower, and he directly displayed the sword's intention, shaking the jug on the table to pieces.

"Yan Xuan, let me say it again, give it back to me."

Yan Xuan looked up at him, saw that he seemed really annoyed, and said in a low voice: "This sword seems to recognize me as the master."

It is completely different from what I saw in Gong Xiuxian's hands. In Yanxuan's hands, Duanshe is like a fish in water. When he swings it, the sword is as graceful as the wind, free and easy.

This is just one sword, if it is used to the fullest, I don't know what kind of terrifying effect it will have.

It seems that this sword should belong to Yan Xuan.

"It's just a sword, how can you recognize the master, give it to me." Yi Ning said with a pale face, his lips pressed together tightly.

He really doesn't want to have that kind of affection for another person again, he just wants to be friends with Yan Xuan like now, that's enough, he is already very satisfied.

The day Gong Xiuxian betrayed him, Yi Ning had already made up his mind not to be tainted with emotion.

Why Yanxuan can use Duanshe Sword, why does God play tricks on him like this.

Do you want him to suffer the pain of the one he loves not returning?

Yan Xuan is determined not to like him half a point, Yi Ning is a human being, and for this alone, it is impossible for Yan Xuan to have anything to do with him.

After all, Yan Xuan hates human beings the most, and hates the combination of human and demon. He himself grew up suffering from the torment between human and demon.

But now, God told him to see Yan Xuan dripping blood into it with his own eyes, and saw the Duanshe sword turn black, and his passing cloud was like a match made in heaven.Tell him brightly that this is the sword that the destined person should have.

Could it be that they want him to repeat the same mistakes he made with Gong Xiuxian?

"Give it to me." Yi Ning suppressed his emotions and repeated.

Yan Xuan felt that something was wrong with him, but he couldn't figure out why. He just wanted to ask, when he saw Yi Ning lowered his face, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and a tear fell down without warning.

"Yining," Yan Xuan was taken aback, quickly stuffed the sword into his palm, and asked eagerly, "Why are you crying?" He reached out his hand to wipe away tears for Yining, but the other side turned his head away.

It’s over.

Yan Xuan held his face in panic, wiped his tears gently with his fingers, and apologized: "I made a mistake, please don't cry, I won't touch this sword in the future."

When Yi Ning heard him admit his mistake, he closed his eyes, but his voice was still a little rough: "Stop talking, I just apologized all night."

After he apologized, Yan Xuan apologized again, everyone was at fault, and the right should be evened.

"Then don't cry anymore." Yan Xuan really didn't have experience in coaxing people, but seeing Yi Ning crying, it was as if a tiny needle had pierced his heart.

sore.

Yi Ning pushed him away, eyes still red, forced a smile and said: "I'm not a child, what are you doing to comfort me?"

Either way.

With a long time to come, he can slowly prove that the destined person mentioned by the sect leader can be his lifelong best friend, not a husband.

He will never be easily tempted again.

"Nonsense." Yan Xuan looked away from his face, and said, "It's so rare to see a god shedding tears, but it frightens me, who has never seen the world."

Make fun of him again.Yi Ning couldn't help breaking his face when he said it, and said, "Shut up, let's go or not."

Seeing that he was happy, Yan Xuan felt relieved and hummed softly, "Of course."

But before leaving, he had to let the traitor know his methods.

Otherwise, wouldn't anyone dare to make trouble under his nose.

"Xiaoyu, go and call Gou Qiwen." Yan Xuan raised his voice and said to Yi Ning, "Don't you want to save the idiot master and apprentice of the Yiyue Sect? When Gou Qiwen comes, you and Xiaoyu go rescue it." .”

Yi Ning nodded and asked again: "Then what are you doing?"

Hearing this, Yan Xuan's hand wiping the blade paused slightly, and said nonchalantly, "Me? Go out for a walk."