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

Jianxiu stretched out his hand, and gently held Moxiu's wrist beside him. The two stood together, and there was a strange sense of fit.Gong Xiuxian's fingertips hidden under his sleeves trembled slightly, his eyes turned red.

That hand should have been on his wrist, and his master should have stood beside him.

"What's the sudden temper?" Yi Ning keenly sensed that Yan Xuan was unhappy, and whispered.

Yan Xuan lowered his eyes, and after a while, he whispered: "Congratulations, Shangxian."

This tone...was really out of temper, Yi Ning couldn't help but want to laugh, so he held back and let go of his wrist.

"You rest, I'll do the rest."

He instilled spiritual power into the sword one by one, and casually twisted a sword flower, and there were endless true meanings contained in it.

Although Gong Xiuxian has high mana, but his state of mind is far from that of Yi Ning.

Yan Xuan glanced at him, and even though the wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, he still said expressionlessly: "I said I'm fine."

Yi Ning said helplessly, "It's up to you."

This changeable temper, you have to find a way to control him.

"Master, do you want to kill me?" Gong Xiuxian's sword was hanging by his side, and when he looked up, he met Shang Yining's cold gaze, and he smiled wryly, "Come on, my life is If you picked it up, don’t want it.”

Seeing that Gong Xiuxian had no intention of fighting, Zhuo Rongrong couldn't help frowning, for some reason, she couldn't restore her wrist that was severed by Yi Ning.

The current situation was too bad for them, she thought a little, grabbed Gong Xiuxian and dragged him into the magic fog to escape.

Yi Ning looked at the cloud of magic fog, without moving his feet, raised his sword, and said softly: "Huanjue."

The sword body exudes the true meaning of devouring the world, like a flood breaking a dike, the clouds and mist sway, and the sword energy rushes towards the cloud of magic mist as if it has a sense of wisdom.

Zhuo Rongrong was horrified, and raised his fan to block it.

But she has never seen such a powerful and terrifying move, destroying everything in one sword, and decisively using this move.

For Moxiu, this sword has no solution at all. It cannot be avoided or escaped. No matter the ends of the world, wherever it passes, there is sword intent.

The tough fan like a short knife was torn into smoke by the sword energy, and her whole body seemed to be pierced by the thunder of heaven. The body was filled with spiritual power that did not belong to the demon race, and it seemed to tear her to pieces. The flesh and blood were not damaged, but the spirit and soul were all shattered. .

After a while, the magic fog dissipated, and Gong Xiuxian was gone, only Zhuo Rongrong was left kneeling on the ground motionless, with his head drooping, as if all his muscles and bones had been taken away, leaving only his bare skin.

"Dead." It was ridiculous to send Gong Xiuxian away before he died.

Next time, he will definitely be ruined and die without a place to bury him.

Yan Xuan's eyes moved slightly, his eyes fell on Zhuo Rongrong's body, and then he suddenly looked away.

It's not that he doesn't know how powerful Yi Ning is, but every time he sees it, he thinks of Yi Ning's appearance when he used this trick on him.

Thinking about it makes me angry.

Yi Ning withdrew his sword and let out a long breath. It felt so good to have his spirit core back, and finally he no longer had to rely on others.

But when he turned his head back, Yan Xuan walked away along the river bank on his own.

"Yan Xuan?" Yi Ning followed behind him, a little confused.

Isn't it something to be happy about getting rid of Zhuo Rongrong?

Yan Xuan wiped the knife clean and inserted it back into the scabbard. Hearing Yi Ning's words, he was silent for a moment before saying: "Shangxian takes back the spirit core, and I won't be needed anymore."

It turned out that it was because of this temper tantrum.

Yi Ning wanted to laugh again.

"What do you mean, if you take back the spirit core, there will be nothing between us?" He deliberately lowered his voice to provoke him.

Sure enough, Yan Xuan stopped in place, turned around, grabbed Yi Ning's collar and pulled him in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "You don't want to get rid of me, I'm not something you can throw away when you're done using it."

Strange, the reaction was great.Yi Ning secretly thought.

He gently reached out and touched the back of Yan Xuan's hand, and said casually: "Then why are you unhappy? I didn't say to get rid of you."

Sensing the touch, Yan Xuan grabbed him with his backhand, still with an unsightly look on his face, and said: "You get back the spirit core now, do you want to go back to Ming Guangzong and continue to do your work of punishing rape and eliminating evil?" the immortal?"

"No." Yi Ning answered affirmatively.

"You don't want to go back to the days when you were still admired by thousands of people?"

"I don't want to." Yi Ning returned quickly.

"Then you want to follow me and continue fooling around in the world with Moxiu who is blocking your way?"

"Hmm..." This time Yi Ning said thoughtfully, "I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me, it makes sense, it seems that I should go."

Yan Xuan:?

He grabbed Yi Ning's wrist violently, knowing that the other party said this deliberately, but he was still terribly angry: "I knew it, you always think I'm in your way, don't you?"

Yi Ning also laughed at his nonsense, and ignored everything he said before, but he could hear clearly the last sentence.

"Thirsty? Have some realgar wine?" Yi Ning was angry with him.

Yan Xuan's throat choked slightly, and he swallowed back what he wanted to say just now.

One day...he glanced viciously at Yi Ning's lips.

Being targeted by a poisonous snake, Yi Ning rubbed his head with a light smile and said, "Stop messing around, it's time to go back, what happened to the magic medicine?"

The food problem and the evil magic cultivator were solved at the same time, and now it was the last step, dispensing medicine.

When Yan Xuan was touched by him, the anger in his heart was miraculously ironed out little by little. After a long time, he whispered: "Xiaobai and the others are helping to make medicine, so it must be soon..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and thick clouds piled up in the sky above Nan Keze.

"It's started." Yi Ning raised his head and continued Yan Xuan's words.

The rain drizzled down, with a strange smell and a faint medicinal fragrance, which seemed to be able to help people soothe their mood.

They stopped and watched.

Not far away, someone was knocking on the door from door to door.

"Come out soon, it's raining!" It was the old woman, she looked up at the rain with tears in her eyes, stretched out her hand to hold some, and let them slip through her fingers.

"Drinking Shenyu can save lives!"

"It's raining from the sky! Come out, we don't have to hide from the plague anymore!"

The pattering rain gradually turned into a torrential rain mixed with thunder and lightning, pouring on people's heads and faces.It seems to be Xiaobai's prank.

Yi Ning suddenly grabbed Yan Xuan's hand, and before Yan Xuan could react, he pulled him under the eaves.

"You..." Yan Xuan was stunned for a moment, but didn't know how to speak.

Outside the eaves, the violent wind and rain hit the tiles, and thousands of lives were saved.The sky was extremely gloomy, but Yi Ning's palm was warm and dry, wrapping his hand gently, even though he was hiding from the rain, that hand still did not let go.

"It's cold." Not a perfect excuse.

He heard Yi Ning whispering next to him, and after saying this, Yi Ning stopped making a sound, but the fundus of his eyes lighted up slightly, as if he could shine the faint light of the sky into his eyes.Everything returned to silence, except for the sound of thunder and rain, Yan Xuan could only hear the beating noise of his own heart in his chest, which was beating violently.

After a pause for a while, he suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Yi Ning's face, and kissed it lightly.The other party panicked for a moment, and grabbed Yan Xuan's collar with his fingers, but he never pushed it away.After being kissed for a long time, Yi Ning suddenly held his wrist, and began to respond to him awkwardly and cautiously.

Yan Xuan's movements froze, she clasped his waist tightly, and penetrated into his mouth even more presumptuously.

On the street, people came out of their homes to catch the rain with pots and pans. The scene was bustling, and everyone was immersed in the joy of being saved. No one noticed a certain corner. Under the eaves, there were two people standing

——Admired by the world, the coldest and most ruthless and famous sect Shangxian in the world, was pressed against the wall viciously by the black-clothed demon cultivator, who was short of breath from the kiss, his legs and feet were weak, and blood dripped from the tips of his ears.