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

Yi Ning's face became hot in an instant, and he tried his best to maintain calm and said: "You are delusional. Stop talking nonsense, the most urgent thing is to unlock the seal."

"I was delusional, then... why is Shangxian so nervous?" Yan Xuan smiled heavily, tracing Yi Ning's appearance in his mind, and said slowly: "Will you call me Husband?"

Yes, and called many times.

Yi Ning lowered his head, and began to be vaguely glad that Yan Xuan couldn't see his face.

"If you talk nonsense again, I won't care about you." Yi Ning pretended to be cold.

Yan Xuan then closed his mouth, but with a playful smile, he looked in the direction of Yi Ning.

If only I could meet him.

I wanted to see if Yi Ning blushed.

On the other side, in Yanxuan's illusion, an adult and a child sat opposite each other, playing chess for a whole noon.

It's not that Yan Xuan is not in a hurry to get out of the illusion, but he feels that this illusion doesn't seem to be harmful to people.

Moreover, this illusion seems to be leading him to find the magic medicine.He intuitively felt that the magic medicine was not in the depths of the family mausoleum, but in the illusion, as long as he searched carefully, he would be able to find it.

"You have already lost." Xiao Yining clasped his hand that was about to make a move, and said with a frown, "Who are you, you don't concentrate on playing chess."

Yan Xuan looked down at the chessboard, sure enough the outcome was decided, just now he was so full of thoughts about the prescription that he didn't pay attention to it.

"I won't play with you, it's a waste of my training time." Yi Ning put away the chess pieces, quite disgusted.

Yan Xuan couldn't help chuckling, and said: "It's a waste of time to play chess with your husband, it's called couple's interest." He deliberately prolonged the last four words.

Yi Ning glared at him, and said: "The chess you play is long and boring, inconsistent, full of loopholes, and you dare to say it is interesting."

"Huh?" Yan Xuan didn't refute him, but leaned on his chin and said, "My husband really doesn't know how to play chess, but you can teach me."

Yi Ning paused his fingers slightly, and looked up at him: "You really don't know how?"

"Naturally, I have many enemies, and I don't have the leisure to learn how to play chess."

Yan Xuan used to only care about survival, but who ever learned this kind of thing that cultivates sentiment, he is lucky to be able to survive every day.

Yi Ning's heart softened, and he suddenly felt that this magic cultivator seemed really pitiful.

He gently pushed the chess piece containing black pieces to Yan Xuan's hand, and whispered: "Then I will teach you, you study hard."

Yan Xuan's expression moved slightly, as if his heart was hit softly, numb, he took the chess pieces and said with a smile: "Okay."

Yi Ning has always been like this, from childhood to adulthood, his mouth is hard-spoken and his heart is soft-hearted.

The two picked up the chess pieces again, and Yi Ning patiently explained to him how to play and break chess.

The more I teach, the more I feel that Yan Xuan is so smart that it is unimaginable. He only needs to say any step once, and he can learn from it the next time. He even uses chess moves better.

The two became more and more stalemate, and soon Yan Xuan was able to catch Yi Ning's mistakes, and turned his back. Although he still lost a lot, he did make great progress.

"Is this your first time playing chess?" Yi Ning became interested. He only felt such a chance when he played chess with the master.

"Yeah, you taught well." Yan Xuan dropped his hand, blocked Yi Ning's retreat, and smiled at him: "Good master, it's your turn."

Nonsense again... Xiao Yining's ears turned red, thinking, if this person is not so frivolous, maybe he will be her husband in the future.

Yan Xuan knew him very well, and sometimes he could even guess where Yi Ning would fall, and then made progress steadily and won in danger.

It's as if the two of them were born with such a tacit understanding.

It's like this when you meet your opponent.

"What will I be like in the future?" Yi Ning asked suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the chessboard, as if he just asked casually, but his fingers unconsciously clenched the chess pieces.

Yan Xuan passed his fingertips without any trace, and said casually: "It's the same as now."

Yi Ning pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "How could it be the same as now?" His tone seemed dissatisfied.

To make people like Yan Xuan like him, he should be very cheerful and funny in the future.

Just like Mu Zilang or Xu Le'an, they are laughing and joking every day, lively and playful, and they are lovable at a glance.

Instead of being so cold and hard.

Yan Xuan raised his eyes to look at him, then lowered his eyes to look at the chessboard on the table, and said casually, "Why not? What's so bad about it now?"

Hearing this, Yi Ning stopped talking.

It's bad right now.He can't talk sweet words, and his temper is downright boring.Last time Xu Le'an talked about things in his hometown before going up the mountain, talking about climbing high to pick flowers on the Double Ninth Festival, and talking about friends playing flying flowers with wine.Yi Ning doesn't understand anything.

Every time during class breaks, you can always see their heads getting together intimately, talking and laughing.

He watched from a distance, whether he was practicing or practicing swords, he was silent.

That day, he happened to pass by and heard them talking to Fei Hua Ling, so he answered casually.The air seemed to be frozen, and everyone stopped talking. Yi Ning paused for a while, but finally turned around and left without saying anything.

In fact, he picked it up very well. Before that, he had already secretly learned how to play Fei Hua Ling.

It's just...sometimes, he is the one who is out of tune with this world.

So he wanted to know why Yan Xuan would be with him in the future, would he have many friends in the future?

He who can be liked by others must be different from him now.

"Come here." Seeing him making wrong chess pieces one after another, Yan Xuan guessed that he was not in the mood to play chess, leaned on his chin to look at him, and said: "Sit next to me, if you have any questions, just ask."

Yi Ning looked at him hesitantly, dawdled for a long time, finally got up and walked to him, and was pulled by Yan Xuan to sit down.

"Say." Yan Xuan said simply, staring straight at him.

Seen by such determined eyes, Yi Ning suddenly seemed to have courage, and asked tentatively: "What do you like about me?"

Yan Xuan didn't expect him to be so straightforward. It seems that Yi Ning was not so concerned about face when he was a child, so he smiled lightly and said, "I like everything."

Xiao Yining stared at him dubiously, and said, "But my personality is very boring."

"It's not boring, it's because you are too tolerant."

"...I speak very ruthlessly."

"That's not very good. Good advice is good for deeds."

"And I don't know much about human life, and I don't even know what fun is."

Hearing this, Yan Xuan couldn't hold back a chuckle, stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, and said, "You just need to sit there and not move, it's fun."

The palm was wide and warm, smoothing the panic in his heart little by little, Yi Ning's eyelashes trembled slightly, and tried to speak again several times, but couldn't say anything.

How could he be so good.

"After you say it, I have no shortcomings." After a long time, Yi Ning murmured softly.

Yan Xuan stretched out his hand to fiddle with his red ears, and was slapped away. He said in a low voice, "Why are there no shortcomings? For example, it would be great if I could be more obedient."

Yi Ning glared at him and said, "That's my personality, you can find a cute one."

Well, I said the wrong thing, and it blew my hair.

"I'm not going, some people are crying behind my back."

After hearing this, Yi Ning pulled out his wooden sword expressionlessly and stabbed him again.

He can't cry, he hasn't cried since he can remember.

Yan Xuan caught his sword, pulled him into his arms and hugged him again, sighed contentedly, and said, "Okay, I should go back too."

Being held in his arms, Yi Ning didn't dare to raise his head, only showing the tips of his red and white ears. Hearing his words, his body froze slightly.After a long while, he said sullenly, "Do you want to go back to the future?"

"Well, there are still things to do." Yan Xuan didn't find anything similar to the magic medicine in the illusion, so he could only pin his hopes on Yi Ning.

After he finished speaking, he realized that the little man in his arms had lost his voice.

It's broken, you won't really cry, will you?

Yan Xuan let go of him, took a closer look, his face was clean, and he didn't cry.

As soon as he was relieved, he heard Yi Ning say in a very low voice: "I have one last question.

Are you really my husband? "

Yan Xuan answered without changing his face: "Yes."

Hearing the affirmative answer, Yi Ning seemed to be relieved, and said again: "Then why did you form a bond with me? Is it because I have strong magic power and can protect you, or because I have an extraordinary appearance and you like this face? Or explain……"

Didn't he say the last thing just now, Yan Xuan wanted to laugh, but he didn't, but said seriously,

"Because you are Yi Ning, I only like Yi Ning."

Yi Ning stared at him blankly, no one had ever said that to him before, because he was Yi Ning and chose him.He's never been anyone's sole first choice, either.

It turned out that someone really liked everything about him so much.

After a long time, Yi Ning suddenly stood on tiptoe, held Yan Xuan's face in his hands, and said firmly, "Wait a while before leaving, let me... remember your face."

After a pause, before Yan Xuan could react and was still in a daze, Yi Ning chuckled and said, "Actually, it's pretty pretty."

The gods in the sky, if it is a dream, can you let his dream last longer and have more times.

We will definitely see you in the future.

my husband.

He lightly pressed a kiss on Yan Xuan's unrecovered side face, and quietly put a chess piece into Yan Xuan's lapel.

The next moment, there was a strong wind and sand in front of him, and before Yan Xuan could make a sound, he could no longer open his eyes.

Until the gust of wind gradually stopped, Yan Xuan finally left the illusion.There is no one around, and it is still the passageway with the ever-burning lamp.

He was dazed for a long while, and took out the white chess piece from the skirt of his shirt, and in an instant, the chess piece turned into a ball of gold powder, and then condensed in mid-air, turning into a small roll of white jade paper slips.It is a prescription.

It turned out that this is the role of illusion.

He misses Yi Ning very much now, very much.

"Tan Gan, I really can't move anymore." Xiao Bai supported the wall, he didn't know where Yan Xuan and the others had gone, and they couldn't find it if they searched aimlessly.

Gan'er grabbed him and scolded him, "What about the Four Demon Generals? The former Demon Lord must have been blind back then."

The Four Demon Generals were not selected by Yan Xuan, but the former Demon Lord who was killed by Yan Xuan.

Xiaobai was very proud when he mentioned this matter: "You don't understand, I am the strongest of the Tiger Clan, you always follow Yan Xuan, you have never seen it before, I will let you see it some other day."

"Cut." Gan'er rolled his eyes at him and said, "Then who is stronger, you or Curse Xie?"

"Curse evil? That insanity is also worthy of comparison with me." Except for Yanxuan Fuzhuo, Xiaobai has never been afraid of anyone.

He blew the curtain on his head, blocked Gan'er in the corner, and said: "I can kill two curses with one punch."

Gan'er gave him a contemptuous look, and said, "I see you are so powerful, if there is a plague, you will be burdened and run away."

"Cough, cough..." Xiaobai coughed twice, and explained calmly, "Because I guessed that it was made by Fu Zhuo, and you haven't left the magic palace for nine years, so you don't know Fu Zhuo's scheming and intentions." means."

After a pause, he said in a low voice: "In just fifteen days in southern Xinjiang, he killed all the Fujianmen."

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