I ran away after slacking my apprentice

"Brother Ning, what's wrong with you? Does your complexion look so bad?" Murong Yan touched Ning Jiwei's forehead with concern, "I didn't even get a fever, did I..."

"Cough..." Ning Ji coughed slightly, stop!He didn't want to hear these things, "It's okay, because... I'm just a little tired."

This broken system is really unreliable at critical moments!Ning Jiwei had no choice but to follow the system and immerse himself in the plot...

He changed the subject and said, "By the way, when is it now? We..."

He originally wanted to ask why he and Murong Yan became husband and wife in this dungeon, but the word "husband and wife" was so hot that he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say that word.

Fuck!This is too shameful!This kind of relationship... how can he get immersed in the plot?

"Now is the end of time." Seeing that Ning Jiwei hadn't moved for a long time, Murong Yan simply took his hand and led him to the village, "It's windy at the entrance of the village, let's go in and talk about it."

Ning Jiwei tried his best to ignore the hand being held by Murong Yan, but the temperature in the palm was so hot that he wanted to throw it away immediately, so ignoring it was impossible, and even his body became a little stiff.

Murong Yan squeezed Ning Jiwei's palm, and laughed softly, "Brother Ning."

Ning Wei's heart was about to explode, and he tried to keep his tone as calm as possible, and replied: "What's the matter?"

Murong Yan said with some nostalgia: "I remember that you were so uncomfortable when you first entered Yuanhe Village three years ago. Why do you still feel restrained after three years have passed?"

Ning Jiwei grasped the key point in the words, and came up with a plan, and said tentatively: "Three years ago? Why don't I remember..."

Murong Yan was really attracted by those words, and frowned, "Brother Ning saved me when I was ten years old, I thought I would never see you again in this life, but three years ago, Brother Ning went down the mountain to eliminate demons and met me You insisted on going back to Yuanhe Village with me later, you and I became husband and wife, don’t tell me that Brother Ning doesn’t remember these things?”

What the hell?What the hell is this plot?Ning Jiwei is almost in a mess, is this the past between him and Murong Yan in the dungeon?Are you sure it wasn't Murong Yan's imagination?

He is at least a generation of grandmasters, so he insisted on following Murong Yan when he lost his mind!

Is this a plot that people can think of?

Ning Jiwei couldn't help but sneered and said, "You remember clearly."

It happened that at this time a villager came forward and said something to Murong Yan, Murong Yan was distracted, so he didn't listen to Qing Ning Jiwei's words.

"It's set up so quickly?"

The villager nodded, "It's in the middle of the village. The foreman said, come and have a look when it's set up. Everyone wants to see it too. The village hasn't been this lively for many years."

"Yes, I see." Murong Yan responded.

After the villager left, Murong Yan turned his head to look at Ning Jiwei, and said, "Brother Ning, don't blame him, he has been busy these days, what did Brother Ning just say? Would you like to listen to me?"

"It's nothing." Ning slightly staggered his gaze, and said, "What do you think is built?"

"Brother Ning wants to know?" Murong Yan smiled and rolled his eyes, he moved closer, almost approaching Ning Jiwei's eyes.

That face was so close at hand, Ning Jiwei resisted the urge to back away and nodded.

"Here, look at that." Luckily, Murong Yan had sense of proportion, knowing that there were people coming and going in this village, he didn't continue to tease Ning Jiwei, and the distance between the two of them was widened in just a short while.

Ning Jiwei followed Murong Yan's line of sight to look sideways, and saw blue tiles flying not far away, and a building that was a little taller than other houses appeared for no reason.

Although three or four out of ten were hidden by the house, the overall picture of the building could still be vaguely guessed.

Is that...a stage?

Ning Ji slightly used his spiritual power, wanting to take a closer look, but for some reason, as soon as his spiritual power came out, he looked at the building, and some pictures that were inconsistent with the scene in front of him appeared in his mind.

In a haze, he seemed to be standing in front of the stage.

The play is just beginning, and the babbling singing is melodious, as if it came from a far away place.

The sergeants standing on the stage changed their positions, Danjiao waved his sleeves, his fine clothes dragged on the floor, looking sideways at the desolation, and he was telling the story of life and death...

"The past is set..."

As soon as that sad singing voice came out, the atmosphere on the stage reached its peak, and the drums rang out hurriedly.

It's just that voice, why is it so familiar?

Ning Jiwei wanted to take a closer look, but unexpectedly a mahogany chair suddenly appeared in front of the empty stage.

There was a person sitting on the mahogany chair, all in plain color.

The man's fingertips tapped lightly on the chair following the beat of the drum.

He is the only audience in this scene.

who are you?

Ning asked quietly.

No one in the noisy picture could answer him. He strengthened his spiritual power to find out, but his spiritual power was blocked by something, and he could no longer advance the picture further.

At this moment, Dan Jiao on the stage turned his head and raised his eyes.

"Here we are." Murong Yan reminded.

The sudden interruption made Ning Ji slightly break away from the scene, so he never saw the coldness in Na Dan's eyes.

He laughed silently in the picture, but his voice was very hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for many years, he said: "Master Ning, long time no see."

Ning frowned slightly.

"Where is this place?" Xu Shining was exerting his spiritual power slightly, he never noticed that Murong Yan had led him away from the original place, now this place is surrounded by houses, even the stage can't be seen.

Murong Yan was surprised when he heard this, "Brother Ning, you don't even forget this, do you? We have lived here for three years, and you don't even remember?"

"Remember..." Ning Jiwei felt helpless, but he really had no impression of this place, so he could only let Murong Yan lead him into the room.

Yuanhe Village is not considered rich, so the decoration of this house is also very ordinary, Ning Ji glanced around, only saw a piece of porcelain belonging to the top grade, the rest...

"What is Brother Ning looking at?" Murong Yan tilted his head and approached, and before Ning Ji could answer slightly, he seemed to have guessed something, and said again: "Are you looking for parents? But did Brother Ning forget again? Dad Mother is not at home now, she will return next month."

The tone was very calm and leisurely, but Ning Jiwei looked back at Murong Yan in shock as if he had heard something shocking, "What did you say? Parents? Your parents are... still alive?"

"What nonsense is Brother Ning talking about?" Murong Yan clenched Ning Jiwei's hand, raised his other hand, brushed his fingertips against the tip of his nose, and said angrily, "This is really bad luck, don't say it next time. gone."

Murong Yan's reaction...

Ning Jiwei frowned even deeper.

From the day he met Murong Yan, Ning Jiwei knew that both of his parents had died. At that time, because Murong Yan lived far away from the Mishuangmen, Ning Jiwei could not go there. After checking, Murong Yan had to let Murong Yan register with the sect by himself.

Thinking about it now, Ning Jiwei can't even remember where Murong Yan's hometown is.

From the degree of closeness between Murong Yan and the villagers of Yuanhe Village, as well as the parents who are now said, all these signs indicate that Yuanhe Village is Murong Yan's hometown.

Since it is the homeland, it is not surprising that Murong Yan can be bound as a core figure as soon as he enters the dungeon.

But... even the villagers in this dungeon are real. If the big monster creates this kind of dungeon, the big monster must at least have seen this place with his own eyes.

Could it be that monster...

Ning Jiwei suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Do you still remember, when I went down the mountain three years ago to eliminate the demon, what monster was it?"

"Why did Brother Ning think of asking this?" Murong Yan looked a little complicated, "Don't tell me Brother Ning doesn't want to stay here and wants to go back to the Shuangmen?"

"It's not..." Ning Ji was interrupted by Murong Yan in the middle of his micro-speak.

Murong Yan didn't want to continue this topic, probably because he was afraid that Ning Jiwei would really leave him, "Stop talking about such irrelevant things, brother Ning, it's getting late, let's rest."

It's getting late?No!Wouldn't it be Weishi at the entrance of the village?Ning Ji turned his head slightly to look at the sky outside through the window.

It was already dark.

It looks like it's past time.

The system said that the time in this dungeon is faster than the outside world, but it's not that fast, is it?Where did it go? Nearly four hours have passed?

"Brother Ning." Murong Yan's voice was very close, as if it came from beside his ears, Ning had regained his senses a little, but with that moment of divine effort, Murong Yan had already picked him up and put him on the bed superior.

Murong Yan took off his coat in three steps, leaving only his inner garment thinly attached, and pressed him over.

"You..." Ning Jiwei stared slightly, subconsciously moving towards the wall.

Until there was no way to retreat, his waist was pressed against the wall.

Ning Jiwei's whole body was stiff, but Murong Yan didn't notice it at all, he lowered his head and rubbed Ning Jiwei's throat affectionately.

Like licking.

The warm touch fell on the throat, and at the same time a strange feeling rose up, which made Ning Zhiwei's scalp numb.

He clenched the corner of the brocade quilt, turned his head in embarrassment, and whispered: "Don't do this."

But with that side of the head, the side of the neck was completely exposed to Murong Yan's sight.

Ning Jiwei was usually cold and cold, and he rarely had any emotional fluctuations. Such a high-ranking person, such a lotus in the snow mountain, would only beg for mercy in a low voice at this time.

But often the more you beg for mercy, the more you want to trample that snow-capped lotus under your feet.

Even, the snow lotus was also stained after being ravaged. That's the end of it.

"So... can't bear it?" Murong Yan stroked the corners of Ning Jiwei's eyes with his fingertips, where the corners were flushed with embarrassment.

Ning Jiwei is always like this, once the kiss is on the throat or waist, his eyes will turn red uncontrollably.

That kind of weak point is probably unable to withstand the invasion.

"It looks like I'm bullying you." Murong Yan lowered his head, wanting to kiss the corner of Ning Jiwei's eyes.

But Ning Jiwei dodged it.

"I..." Ning Jiwei went crazy in his heart, he really didn't expect Murong Yan's thoughts to jump so fast.

Although the two of them are husband and wife in this dungeon, they act like this between husband and wife...