I ran away after slacking my apprentice

Ning Jiwei didn't realize what he was doing at all, and when he realized it, his hand was about to touch the side of Murong Yan's face.

In mid-air, Murong Yan held Ning Jiwei's hand tightly, and he kissed the back of Ning Jiwei's hand reverently.

Such a deadly sense of ritual, such a sincere attitude...

Ning Jiwei suddenly regretted it.

But it was too late.

【Ding!The main task strategy has been successfully used, and the progress of the main task has been greatly improved. The current progress of the main task: 81%, Sahua Sahua~]

The system's cheers did not relieve Ning Jiwei's heaviness in his heart, his gaze unconsciously lowered, and landed on Murong Yan below.

Murong Yan immediately stood up, holding Ning Jiwei's hand, and embraced Ning Jiwei in his arms.

"Master, wait for me." He whispered.

Ye Qingshang's grandmaster coronation ceremony is scheduled for fifteen days later.

This day, Ning woke up very early in the morning, and arrived at the square before Mao.

According to the procedure of the ceremony, Ning Jiwei, as Ye Qingshang's master and a master-level cultivator, had to deliver a speech at the coronation ceremony and personally write Ye Qingshang's name into the sect's long history.

Since there are not many young masters like Ye Qingshang, after her coronation ceremony was finalized, the Shuangmen spread out invitations and invited people from various sects to attend. , There is no end in sight.

But these are not important to Ning Jiwei, even these people are not important to Ning Jiwei, he only thinks about...

He has not seen Murong Yan for fifteen days.

After the letter was sent that day, Murong Yan never came to Ning Jiwei again. Ning Jiwei only watched the progress of the main task in the system prompt continuously increase, and the progress has soared to 92%.

But apart from joy, he was also mixed with a trace of extremely complicated emotions, but it was because of Murong Yan.

He looked at Murong Yan who was not far away, at this time because of his status as the chief disciple, that person was standing at the head of the team closest to Ning Jiwei, looking at him like this, the distance between him and Murong Yan was only a high platform.

All in all, this was the first time he and Murong Yan had met in the past fifteen days.

Although he knew that Murong Yan planned to deal with Ye Qingshang because of his request, and left Xianshuangmen to pave the way to kill Ye Qingshang, but Ning Jiwei was still a little unhappy.

Even if it's a plan, it's going to last fifteen days, so it's not too much to report, right?

I didn’t see you at the meeting, and I didn’t report it. Isn’t it so silent to complete your master’s request?

What a traitor!

"Jiwei?" Yu Songshang, the sect leader standing aside, couldn't help seeing that Ning Jiwei hadn't spoken for a long time, so he called Ning Jiwei as a reminder.

By the way, I'm about to give a speech, so what's the point of being so dazed?

Ning came back to his senses slightly, but fortunately his distraction was only for a moment, and except for Yu Songshang who was close to him, no one else saw this short-lived anomaly.

Ning Ji calmed down slightly, looked at Ye Qingshang who was kneeling below, and said in a deep voice: "In the past, there was Ye Qingshang, a member of Fengyuan, who joined my sect, and his master is the best..."

Ning Jiwei was usually cold and cold, it was rare to have such a long speech, so it attracted all the eyes in the square, but Murong Yan's eyes were never on Ning Jiwei.

Ning Jiwei took advantage of the gap between his speeches to glance at Murong Yan from the corner of his eye, but he only saw that person calmly, with his usual appearance, and a slight smile on the corner of his lips...

The gentle face is the same as before.

Murong Yan maintained that expression and never glanced at Ning Ji until the end of the coronation ceremony.

Ning Jiwei could only watch helplessly as the crowd dispersed in the square, and even Murong Yan disappeared with the crowd...

"Jiwei." Yu Songshang's words made Ning Jiwei turn his head slightly, and looked at the sect master sideways, and said in a somewhat gratified tone: "Your apprentice is very talented, I have felt her for many years. He is different, and now he really fulfilled his conjecture and became a figure at the level of a grandmaster."

"These young people are really rushing forward..."

Yu Songshang was still feeling emotional, but Ning Jiwei couldn't bear to listen to the next words, he thought of Murong Yan.

Murong Yan was also a leader of his generation in the past, although he was not as powerful as Ye Qingshang, but as the original owner's chief disciple, Murong Yan never let the original owner down.

If there is no Ye Qingshang, with Murong Yan's cultivation level, he will become a Grandmaster in a few days, and by that time, he will be the second Grandmaster of the Shuangmen after the original owner...

Thinking of this, Ning Weiwei's eyes softened a little, he waited until Yu Songshang had finished speaking, and then said: "The head of the sect has high hopes, Qing Chang may not be able to bear it."

"Hey, since she's so insignificant, don't belittle her. I see that her achievements are comparable to yours back then. I think after becoming a grand master, she will be able to ascend to godhood just around the corner..."

As Yu Songshang spoke, his voice stopped abruptly, as if he was worried about something, he glanced sideways at Ning Jiwei's expression.

It really is a pot that can't be opened without mentioning it!

After the original owner stepped into the realm of a master from the weak crown, the realm has stagnated. At that time, everyone had high hopes for the original owner and hoped that the original owner could ascend to God, but in the end the original owner could not go any further because of the limitation of his inner alchemy.

It can be said that the words "flying to become a god" are extremely ironic to the original owner. If it weren't for these four words, the original owner would not have attacked Ye Qingshang's inner alchemy...

As expected, Ning Wei's eyes were no longer soft, but also returned to his usual coldness.

Yu Songshang felt that he had lost his words, and coughed, probably wanting to speak again, but unexpectedly, a young disciple came hurriedly around the corner.

The little disciple gasped and said: "Sect Leader, elders, I have something to report to Master Ye... No, Master Ye entrusted me to convey it, please stay for a while."

"What's the matter?" Yu Song asked with a solemn face.

This is the time to report things... Ning Ji slightly looked at the progress of the main task floating in his mind, always feeling ominous.

Sure enough, the next moment, the little disciple took out a token from his sleeve, "This is Zongshi Ye's token, please go to the sect hall with the head master and all the elders."

The Zongtang is a place to clean up. For example, after today's coronation ceremony, Ye Qingshang should go to the Zongtang to clean up according to the usual practice. Asking disciples to come to pass the message, and then leading people to the Zongtang, could it be Murong Yan...

"If you think about it carefully, it's not a miscommunication?" Yu Songshang asked for confirmation.

Helplessly, the little disciple was decisive, and at the end he even added: "Grandmaster Ye also said that the Zongtang is cold, and prepared a good show for the head and all the elders to relieve boredom."

As soon as these words came out, Yu Songshang and all the elders present couldn't stand anymore.

Good show... Did Murong Yan really miss it?

【Ding!The problem input is detected, and the answer is as follows: Raiders can only improve the progress of the main task, but they cannot complete the main task, and there is a possibility of failure. If you fail, please complete the main task by yourself~]

Oh shit!What kind of bullshit strategy is this?It even failed!

Then I was still struggling for a long time whether to use Murong Yan or not?You fucking said earlier that I would do it myself!

It's good now, let's forget about using Murong Yan, and we still have to go to the step of doing it ourselves!

Garbage system!

Ning Jiwei couldn't stop cursing secretly, but the matter has come to this point, Murong Yan's plan to kill Ye Qingshang has probably failed, maybe Murong Yan will still be killed by Ye Qingshang...

Ning Jiwei was a little anxious for no reason, but his expression was very calm, so he said in such a shallow way: "The little boy is naughty, I don't need you to discipline me, I will go there myself."

Although the tone was light, it was undeniable, for a while, Yu Songshang and the elders all stopped.

In the end, Ning Jiwei went to the Zongtang alone.

When he arrived at the Zongtang, the front hall was already empty, and when he walked in, his eyes were filled with blood.

The long sword of Longyin was overflowing with light. At this time, the sword was passing through Ye Qingshang's waist and abdomen, and the blood color was the blood on Ye Qingshang's body.

It was clearly the scene where Murong Yan was holding the winning ticket, but upon closer inspection, the scene was a bit weird.

I saw that the fluctuation of the spiritual power beside Murong Yan was very special, it was not only the spiritual power of Murong Yan alone, it was even said that the fluctuation of the spiritual power was mixed, no less than the fusion of the spiritual power of three people.

Murong Yan was confused by the illusion in it, but Ning Jiwei, as a bystander, could see clearly.

This is a game in the middle of the game, I am afraid that Ye Qingshang saw through Murong Yan's plan from the very beginning, that's why he asked the little disciple to notify the elders, the purpose is to make Murong Yan's viciousness known to the entire sect. Know.

If it was not Ning Jiwei but those elders who came here at this time, then what Murong Yan did today to kill his fellow sect would spread throughout the entire Xianshuang sect. By then, Murong Yan would be finished...

"A Yan." Ning Ji called out in a low voice.

Murong Yan's body froze when he heard the words, and he didn't turn his head, but his hand holding the hilt of Longyin's sword was tightly clenched, obviously he never expected that Ning Jiwei would come in person.

He also didn't want Ning Jiwei to come in person.

He didn't want to see his master who was admired by others all his life, with a breeze in his sleeves, but now he would be stained.

"Hahaha..." Ye Qingshang in front of Murong Yan suddenly laughed.

"Senior brother, I gave you a chance..." Her lips were full of sarcasm, completely without the coolness and demeanor of the past.

At the same time, the scene in the Zongtang changed suddenly. Ye Qingshang, who was injured by Long Yin, disappeared like a mirror in the water, and was replaced by an empty space.

It has to be said that Ye Qingshang is very smart, he was able to see through Murong Yan's plan before Murong Yan made a move, and even set up an illusion to confuse Murong Yan, making Murong Yan think that he succeeded, but in fact he did not.

If it wasn't Ning Jiwei who came here at this time, then Ye Qingshang's plan would have worked, but unfortunately...

Even she herself didn't know that Master Ning, who was recognized by the world of cultivating immortals as being strict with his disciples, was no longer what he used to be.

Ning Ji stared slightly, looked around the Zongtang, and finally his gaze stopped on Murong Yan.

If he can only choose one between the main mission and Murong Yan...

"You let me down too much." Ning Jiwei's tone was somewhat cold, the spiritual power around him suddenly condensed, turning into several silver ropes and heading towards Murong Yan.

Murong Yan couldn't resist, so he had to be restrained by the rope and knelt on the ground in embarrassment.

Ning Jiwei took a few steps forward, and turned his gaze to Ye Qingshang.

There was a very shallow arc on the corner of his lips, a rare smile.

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"Sick Beauty He Doesn't Say What He Says" by Flower Claw Miaomiao

[Probably telling the story of the reborn lord taking the attendants he abducted from the wilderness to crack down on fakes and take revenge all the way in the cultivation world. Of course, the sweet love is indispensable~]

Baili Changheng was reborn.

Coincidentally, he was reborn at the source of all the sufferings in his previous life.

At that time, his spiritual vein was abolished and thrown into the wild.

There, he met the only person he owed in his previous life.

At this time, the man was still a ten-year-old boy, holding a pitch-black sword in his hand, staring at him coldly.

Baili Changheng picked up a wooden branch and wrote on the ground, young man, I see that your bones are amazing, and you are very capable of cultivating immortals, why don't you marry me and let me lead you into the Tongtian Dao!

Baili Changheng looked at the boy expectantly.

The boy stared at the ground for a while, then raised his head and said coldly, "I can't read."

Baili Changheng: ...

Eight years later, a young man with blindfolded eyes and a wheelchair came from the wilderness, and the wheelchair was pushed by a boy in black with a sword.

It is said that only with the sword behind him, the young man tore through the sky and ruled the wilderness.

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"So, my lord, what exactly are we going to do when we come back?"

The lord raised his head to meet those clear eyes, and slightly curled his lips, "Married."

Boy: "?!"

#My master has been coveting my body, what should I do?Waiting online, very urgent! #

False · Weak Lord × True · Strong Servant