Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

Chapter 339 (￢︿??￢☆)

Ning Xiyuan was lying on the bed half dead.

Yan Qian'an was right beside her, treating the wound on her hand.

For a moment, no one spoke, and the atmosphere became inexplicably solemn.

Ning Xiyuan glanced at Yan Qian'an secretly.

The boy was carefully sprinkling the powder on her palm.

Slight itching and intermittent tingling sensation.

But the expression on Yan Qian’an’s face was really ugly.

The restlessness and hostility surging in his eyes almost swallowed the boy whole, making him cold and gloomy.

Ning Xiyuan sighed softly and turned his head to sleep.

Didn't see it.

The little pervert's emotions are varied and hard to guess.

She was annoying enough as it was.

How could I have the energy to guess what Yan Qian'an was thinking?

Yan Qian'an was still taking deep breaths. All he could see was this ugly and hideous scar, which was constantly disturbing his emotions.

How cruel.

He couldn't help but look down at Ning Xiyuan.

The girl's eyes were closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she was sleeping more peacefully than the dead.

"Heartless idiot."

Yan Qianan looked away and couldn't help cursing.

"You're a self-righteous fool."

This sentence is a curse on myself.

I'm so annoying.

Yan Qian'an's current mood can be described as disastrous.

He put the girl's hand on the bed and walked out the door.

There seems to be a big problem between them...

for example...

What should I do if my fiancée always wants to die?

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"Xixi..."

"Xixi."

The long sound seemed to come from the horizon, disturbing people's sweet dreams, like a curse that could not be escaped.

Entwined in the heart.

When Ning Xiyuan suddenly sat up from the bed, his mind was filled with these two words, and the suffocating nausea overwhelmed him like a tide.

"damn it."

She raised her hand, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and took out two jars of wine from the space.

When I opened the door, the moon was above the willow trees.

The boy stood on the corridor in front of the door, almost blending into the shadow of the pillars.

The silver-white robe also became darker along with the shadow at this moment.

"Comrade Xiaoyan."

Ning Xiyuan held the wine, looked up and patted Yan Qian'an's shoulder.

Seeing the young man turn around, the corners of his lips curved slightly: "I'll give you practice."

Yan Qi'an: "...Okay."

The sarcastic words came to his lips, but he took them back.

I stood here for a whole afternoon, thinking about many things, but also it seemed like I was thinking about nothing.

Chaos.

He rarely had such moments of confusion.

Seeing the girl's smiling face at this moment, he was sure of only one thing.

——He is going to break his promise.

He couldn't bear to watch Ning Xiyuan die.

Not to mention dying at his hands.

I know this is her wish.

But he is a despicable and selfish person.

"You're so young, and it's easy to go bald if you think too much." Ning Xiyuan punched Yan Qian'an, then walked towards the stone table in the yard with the wine in his arms.

When she met the boy's dark gaze, she knew that Yan Qian'an was definitely not thinking about anything good.

Yan Qian'an took a deep breath and didn't roll his eyes.

But he still couldn't control himself and raised his head to rub the top of his head.

Bald?

He can't at all!

Good wine, sweet at first taste, with endless aftertaste.

Ning Xiyuan Chaoyan Qi An raised his glass and said, "Have a good journey."

"May you be happy and prosperous."

"May all go well with you."

"Have a son soon."

"May all your wishes come true!"

"..."

...

Endless nonsense, every word you say will get you a drink.

There was no chance for Yan Qi'an to interrupt.

Yan Qian'an drank two cups, but the evil spirit dissipated the alcohol, leaving not a drop.

If they were parting at any other time, he would take the opportunity to get drunk and act silly with Ning Xiyuan.

But tonight...

The yard was brightly lit. He turned his head and saw that although the girl had a smile on her face, the irritation in her eyes was almost overflowing.

Clearly there were mood swings.

Let’s start by meeting each other today.

He did not ask any more questions about the scar on the girl's palm.

Regarding the girl's state tonight...

Yan Qianan withdrew his gaze, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, suppressing the helplessness in his heart.

Whatever.

Why bother digging into the matter and making yourself unhappy?

Yan Qian'an did not count how much Ning Xiyuan drank that night.

But as she said, you can't get drunk.

After drinking two jars of wine, his eyes were clear and he didn't feel drunk at all.

"Go to sleep, Ningning."

Yan Qian'an moved over and snatched the wine glass from Ning Xiyuan's hand.

Ning Xiyuan: "Not sleepy."

She was also the one who had just rolled out of bed.

Yan Qi'an: "I'm sleepy."

After he said that, he put his arm around the girl's waist, picked her up, and walked towards the bedroom.

"Peeling grapes for you."

"Will you miss me, Ningning?"

Two unrelated sentences are forced together without seeming awkward.

What's rare is that it has a bit of the childishness and immaturity of a teenager.

Ning Xiyuan put his arms around Yan Qian'an's neck, rested his chin on the boy's shoulder, and hummed twice as a reply.

Peeled grapes are delicious.

Would you think about it?

Ning Xiyuan bit her lip, she didn’t know.

Maybe, in this world, only Yan Qian'an has an extraordinary meaning to her.

Only after watching the girl sleeping soundly did Yan Qian'an leave.

He must go back to the demon clan tonight.

But before that, he needed to understand what happened in the afternoon.

Who to look for?

The Great Elder was also at Pei Yin's residence.

The two of them played chess in the yard.

Although there was silence in the exchanges, they showed great tacit understanding.

"You lost." Pei Yin said calmly.

The elder smiled and said, "Someone is coming."

Yan Qian'an did not hide. He walked out of the darkness calmly and faced Pei Yin, never showing a smile on his face.

Before the young man could speak, Pei Yin put away the flag on the chessboard: "Jiuyou City, Feng Lian."

She gave Yan Qian'an the answer.

"Actually, that's not necessary."

There was no need to meet someone who was not part of their plan.

Yan Qi An settled the matter as if he had heard nothing.

"Thank you."

The boy's voice was colder than the moonlight in early spring, sharp and full of aggression.

Lord of Jiuyou City?

Tianxuan Realm.

so what.

There is nothing that cannot be overcome at a cost.

The only thing to consider is whether it is worth it.

Under normal circumstances, he thought, he might analyze the pros and cons and make considerations.

But tonight.

Lack of rationality and more violence.

Looking at the young man's departing back, Pei Yin sighed softly.

She couldn't tell why she was sad.

Obviously everything is moving in the right direction.

Yan Qi'an...

It is a suitable and important link that they have carefully selected.

"Master Priest, the moonlight is not to be wasted."

"Don't worry."

The Great Elder filled Pei Yin's cup with tea and spoke in a gentle and comforting voice.

The high priest always does this.

Shrouded in elusive secrets, it has remained so for thousands of years.

Can't get any closer.

Only the city lord.

Only this young demon boy.

It will make her show extraordinary attention and care.

The high priest looked at the two people's entangled shadows under the moon, and the smile on his face was a little bitter.

Obviously, they have been together for nearly a thousand years.

"It's late at night, I don't want to disturb you."

The man left as calmly as he came.

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Hey~

I have to continue writing the outline.

We are going to Liuyun Sect soon.