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

"I'm not going to find Gan'er, go quickly." Yan Xuan urged.

He didn't want Yi Ning to see him make a move.Even if he really wanted to kill someone, he would wipe the bloody knife clean and never let Yi Ning know.

Yi Ning knew that he deliberately drove him away, and he just didn't want to stay here, and what happened last night made him a little afraid to face Yan Xuan.

From the looks of it, Yan Xuan probably didn't know what happened last night.He felt a little relieved.

After Yi Ning left, Yan Xuan put down his knife and said in a cold voice, "Speak up if you have something to say."

The woman bowed, and said meekly: "Fu Zhuo asked me to tell you that Gong Xiuxian went to him to solve the backlash of the Gu worm."

On a night of heavy rain, Gong Xiuxian broke into the underground palace with a sword in his hand. The blood vessels all over his body were clearly visible, and the black blood like insects surged inside, like boiling water, rushing wildly in the blood vessels.

This method of backlash will make his life worse than death within 49 days. In the end, he will be tortured until his tendons burst and his seven orifices bleed to death.

That day was only the third day.

When Fu Zhuo saw his appearance, his face seemed a little surprised, but he said: "As expected of Yan Xuan."

After all, as if admiring a masterpiece, he looked up and down, and finally turned his eyes back to Gong Xiuxian's cold and stern face, and said, "Xiao Xianchang, why are you staring at me like this? hands, not mine."

Gong Xiuxian didn't know his identity, but he knew that the person who put the Gu worm and the letter on his desk was definitely related to the person in front of him.

The letter clearly stated: "This Gu can help you win Yi Ning. If you want to join hands with me, you can go to Qingcheng Teahouse to find the shopkeeper."

In this way, he got the Gu worm. If the master hadn't repeatedly stimulated him, he would not have chosen to put the Gu worm on the master.

He was just... about to be driven crazy by Master.

Unexpectedly, after the master escaped that day, for some reason he was unable to control the Gu worm, and after that, he became what he is now.

Real life is worse than death.

All he could do was lie on the master's couch, hug the master's quilt tightly, and smell the breath left by the master, that was his only consolation before he wanted to commit suicide in pain.

Master... He misses Master so much.

After hearing the woman's description, Yan Xuan's expression moved slightly, and he said lightly: "Fu Zhuo saved him?"

"Of course, he will save Gong Xiuxian, otherwise, how could it cause a fight between the two of you." The woman leaned over and deliberately lowered her voice and said, "However, Fu Zhuo didn't let me tell you these things. I worship Zun The demeanor of the Lord will definitely tell you everything."

Hearing this, Yan Xuan sneered, separated herself from her with the tip of a knife, and said, "Then, do you want me to thank you?"

The woman slapped Yan Xuan with a round fan and said: "The lord extinguishes the fire, Rong Rong has no such intentions. Although I am Fu Zhuo's heart demon, I am also something he hates very much. He hates me, and I hate him too." .He appreciates the Lord, and so do I."

nausea.Yan Xuan thought.

He turned around and ignored her, but slept with Yi Ning in his arms last night. He is in a very good mood now, and he doesn't want these dirty things to spoil his mood.

The woman stared at his back, sighed quietly, summoned a few demon cultivators from behind and said, "Since the lord doesn't like our filthy status and is unwilling to cooperate, let's disperse the plague."

The demon cultivators nodded, and disappeared in the shadows the next moment.

The only woman stood there, looking into the distance.

Fu Zhuo, if you want to treat me as a chess piece that can be discarded at will, then I will never let you succeed easily.

Zhuo Rongrong, Zhuo is the Zhuo of Fu Zhuo.Really disgusting.

Yan Xuan walked through the corridor in the backyard of the restaurant, just in time to see Yi Ning teaching Gan'er what to play, and he approached quietly without making a sound.

"No, it's not right, the wild path is dark, the river boat fire is bright." Yi Ning gently took Gan'er's hand, and slowly wrote these two sentences on the table.

With a bitter face, Gan'er held the brush and thought hard, "Then what's the next sentence?"

Yi Ning chuckled, nodded her forehead and said, "Fei Hua Ling is not something you play with, you have to think for yourself."

It turned out that he was playing Fei Hua Ling, Yan Xuan leaned on the beam and lowered his eyes to look, the darkness in his eyes flashed past.

He also thought that he was taught to write like this by Yi Ning.

And Gan'er felt like a little hat, she really didn't understand who invented such a weird game, she had to write a poem, and the word "cloud" must be included in the poem.

Are clouds important? Gan'er looked up at the clouds floating in the sky, and began to bite his pen in distress.

"Clouds are floating in the sky, people are watching on the ground!" Gan'er finally thought of a suitable sentence and said excitedly.

It sounds like nonsense.

Yan Xuan laughed in his heart, and walked slowly to them.

The top of his head was suddenly covered by shadows. Yi Ning raised his head and was firmly locked in Yan Xuan's arms. He tore Gan'er away, held Yi Ning's fingers and squeezed the pen holder tightly, and while writing on the paper, he leaned close to his ear and said, "Human!" Humane, willow waist.

Yesterday was chaotic and the mountains were dark. When I came, my clothes were covered with clouds. "

As he spoke, he put his palms lightly on Yi Ning's waist and held him in his arms, "Shangxian, does this count as accepting your orders?"

Yi Ning's body froze, and the warmth of that palm came clearly through the clothes, making him suddenly recall the touch of Yan Xuan lingering on his body yesterday.

He tried to escape, but was held tight.Yi Ning breathed slightly, and tried to calmly say: "The format is not neat, you are not as good as Gan'er."

Gan'er jumped up and down happily, picked up the piece of writing paper on which she had just written the poem, turned around, looked at it again and again, very happy.

"Oh, that's right." Yan Xuan intentionally or unintentionally left his breath in his ear, and said in a low voice: "May Shangxian give me another chance and ask me to pick it up again?"

"No." Yi Ning flatly refused, struggling to get out of his arms, feeling a little cold on his face.

Yan Xuan didn't want to give up easily, stuck behind him, and said softly: "The Immortal also taught me, just like Gan'er."

Yi Ning looked at him incredulously, and said, "How can you and Gan'er be the same and learn by yourself."

Even the kid Gan'er has to fight, Yan Xuan's temper is really...childish and unreasonable.

"Shangxian taught her well, but can't teach me?" Yan Xuan pretended to be disappointed and pressed his head on his shoulder, and said aggrievedly: "It's really unfair."

Yi Ning held his forehead, as if he was being pressed and rubbed by a poor big dog. Although it was extremely disgusting, he still couldn't bear to get rid of it.

"Then sit down." After Yi Ning compromised, Yan Xuan obediently sat on Gan'er's seat just now, leaning on her chin and smiling heavily.

Yi Ning pursed his lips tightly, finally sighed, sat down beside him, and said helplessly, "Sit upright." It's a bad habit to always lean on him.

Yan Xuan sat obediently, but tilted her head to look at him: "Shangxian wants to teach me like Gan'er."

"Are you not good at writing? Or can you not compose poetry? I think you usually have a habit of dragging and dropping words." Yi Ning couldn't bear it anymore, and blurted out.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xuan's face darkened, and he said in a very light voice: "Well, I see."

Yi Ning: ...

Every time Yan Xuan behaved like this, Yi Ning felt that he had gone too far and said something seriously.

"In Feihua Ling, five characters must match five characters, and poems are right poems, and right words are right words." Yi Ning said softly.

Yan Xuan lowered his eyelashes, and gave an "um" inexplicably, looking not in a high mood.

Yi Ning softened his heart for no reason, and said softly, "Come and try on the word 'cloud'."

"I won't." Yan Xuan turned his head away, still holding the pen in his fingers, as if waiting for Yi Ning to do something.

After a long time, Yi Ning sighed, and said in a low voice, "Childish is not naive." Then he stretched out his hand to cover Yan Xuan's fingers, and slowly wrote down a line of poetry on the paper.

Wrapped in warm and dry palms, Yan Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and quietly leaned into Yi Ning's arms.

So comfortable.

The poisonous snake rested on the plum branch, sniffing the light fragrance in the bud.

"Did you understand what I just said?" Yi Ning looked down at him, but found that he was staring at his hand in a daze, and couldn't help laughing: "You didn't hear it at all, did you?"

Yan Xuan burst into a smile, the sharp canine teeth seemed to be painful to bite, and admitted very naturally: "Yes."

With such an embrace, how can he calm down to think about some poems.

In the past at Yan's house, in order to save her mother from being beaten and scolded, Yan Xuan studied hard in class, but in fact, it didn't help.

Yi Ning let go of his hand, just about to say no to teaching, so he got angry with him.

But Gan'er yelled outside: "Tiger Xiaobai! Where are you going with the burden on your back! Do you want to run away!"

Yi Ning looked up, and saw that Xiaobai stopped on the spot as soon as he stepped out of the threshold with one foot, turned around and said without tears: "I just went out to shop, not to escape."

Gan'er trotted over to unload his little burden, grabbed his arm and refused to let him go.

"It's not that I want to run away, it's that it's too late if I don't go." Seeing that he couldn't hide, Xiaobai had no choice but to hold Gan'er's hand and said, "Come back to the Tiger Clan with me. There is a plague!"

plague?

Yi Ning put down his pen and wanted to go over to ask for clarification, but Yan Xuan grabbed his wrist and asked, "What are you going to do?"

I want to meddle in my own business again.Yan Xuan gritted his teeth resentfully, and said, "Don't forget what you came to Nankeze for."

Yining put his hand to his lips with a guilty conscience, and whispered: "I know, I'm just curious to ask."

"Do you believe what you say?" Yan Xuan still didn't let go, and the good atmosphere was destroyed again.

Yi Ning blushed slightly, raised his eyes to look at him, and said, "It's not my principle to be a human being, not to ignore what happens. It's not the way in my heart."

Therefore, it is also part of his practice to take care of these things.

"It's up to you." Yan Xuan met such a gaze, and suddenly choked up what he wanted to say.

That's right, it's not Yi Ning who doesn't care about other things.

So, in the corridor of the restaurant, Xiao Bai was kicked on the buttocks again.

"It's fine to go by yourself, but you still want to kidnap Tan Gan?"

Xiaobai huddled in the corner with a mournful face, and said extremely aggrieved: "I'm here to talk about good things, not to harm her."

When he went outside to look for chicken legs to eat at noon, he heard many people wailing in the street, vomiting blood and going crazy, it was very weird and terrifying.It was with great difficulty that he caught a little Moxiu who knew well, and only then did he find out what happened.

It turns out that there are people infected with the plague everywhere in Nan Keze, and within an hour, a large number of people are infected.I don't know why it started. The sick person is hot all over and has a high fever that doesn't go away.

First, fish-like blue scales appeared on the forehead, and then he vomited blood continuously. As time went by, he would vomit black blood mixed with bile.

Already, one after another, people with frail health began to die.

That's why he wanted to run in a hurry, and his intuition told him that this was definitely what Fu Zhuo and the others did.

"The wind and rain have been good recently, and there is no natural disaster of dead animals at all. How could the disease suddenly start spreading!" Yi Ning said eagerly, it's not like he has never seen the disease.

He never wanted to see such a terrifying death image again in his life.

The epidemic is extremely deadly to both demons and humans. If it is not contained in time, Nan Keze may turn into a dead city in just four or five days!

How could it be so sudden... Yi Ning just felt dizzy, as if he was about to lose his feet.

"Don't worry." Yan Xuan frowned slightly, put his hand on Yi Ning's back, and said, "I'll solve it."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-04-1213:06:39~2021-04-1314:08:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Duanduan 2; Angelica 1;

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