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

Gan Er gasped for breath and trot all the way into the magic chariot.

As soon as he stepped in, he saw Yi Ning and Yan Xuan looking to the other side, the atmosphere in the chariot seemed to be very solemn.

It seems that Shangxian Yi Ning is really powerful, actually preventing the lord from killing.

She carefully passed over Yan Xuan, and said in a low voice, "Shangxian, people are outside."

Yi Ning nodded, but when he got up, he heard Yan Xuan's indifferent voice: "Tan Gan, you are from me, or from Ming Guangzong."

As soon as Gan Er heard this, her calf immediately softened, she glanced at Shang Xian wanting to cry without tears, issued a signal for help, and then looked at Yan Xuan and said, "Of course Gan Er is someone who respects the Lord."

Woohoo, the Lord called her by her name, is she going to be beaten?

Yan Xuan didn't look at her, just continued lightly: "Sit back."

Gan Er immediately sat down beside Yan Xuan obediently, trying to explain to Yan Xuan what had just happened, but was scared off by Yan Xuan's cold eyes.

Forget it, let Shangxian Yi Ning speak to the lord himself.

Yi Ning knew that Yan Xuan's hatred still remained, and he knew that he was angry, but he couldn't really watch Yan Xuan's trap.

He stepped out of the magic chariot, and when he looked up, he saw a woman wearing a hat, and said softly, "You are the eldest miss of the Xu family." The eighteenth person was kidnapped.

The woman nodded nervously, saluted Yi Ning and said, "Ms. Xu Jinghe, thank you Xianchang for helping him."

"Don't be too polite, there are some things I want to ask you, just wait a moment." It was enough for Yi Ning to see that she was all right, and now there are more important things to solve. He turned and stepped into the chariot.

Yan Xuan still turned her head away from him, as if she was bored.

Yi Ning's expression moved slightly, and indescribable emotions flooded his heart, probably because he was a little disappointed.

"At that time, they deliberately led you to kill." Yi Ning said slowly, "They knew that I was there, and if you committed murder, I would see it. You must have noticed that someone was driving the people to attack in the dark. You, what's more, that Yan Chengyun should have a grudge against you, and you will definitely kill him with your character, and tortured him badly in front of me."

At that time, Yi Ning will definitely hate Yan Xuan from now on. So he stopped Yan Xuan, just wanting to take this opportunity to send Gan Er to rescue the woman in the attic and figure out what Yan Chengyun's real goal was. It's never too late to make plans after knowing everything.

When Yan Xuan heard the words, she still looked out the window without any reaction. It was as if he didn't listen to Yi Ning's words at all.

"Do you think you know me well?"

Yan Xuan suddenly said such a sentence, which made Yi Ning panic. He just did the clearest and most rational approach, but why was Yan Xuan so angry.

Suddenly, Yi Ning wanted to do something to make up for it.

His fingers hidden in his sleeves curled up slightly before he said, "I don't know you, will you give me a chance?"

Yan Xuan's eyes never fell on Yi Ning, she just looked out the window without making a sound.

Seeing this, Gan Er immediately trotted away from the magic carriage.

Leaving Yi Ning and Yan Xuan alone, the air became quieter.

"Yan Xuan, only you feel the pain, others can't feel it." Yi Ning knew that his words were too presumptuous, but he really didn't want to see Yan Xuan like this, "So, can you tell me?"

Yan Xuan was still silent, just when Yi Ning thought he didn't want to say it, he suddenly heard Yan Xuan laugh softly and was pulled into his arms by him.

His voice was low and deep, suppressing unforgettable madness and hatred.

- "It's what you want to see, the dirty, lowly, miserable and cowardly me, it's what you want to see."

Yi Ning was shrouded in a cloud of demonic fog, and his eyes instantly darkened.

It was like there were lumps of cotton wool in his throat, he couldn't make a sound, he could only wait for the darkness to pass a little bit.

Yan Xuan didn't want to kill him, right? The thought suddenly popped into his mind, Yi Ning pursed his lips tightly, trying to open his eyes.

At this moment, the things in front of him suddenly became clearer.

He was outside an unfamiliar mansion. Yi Ning looked up and saw that the plaque on the mansion was also in big gilded characters.

"Yan's Pharmacy."

Yi Ning murmured, and the next second, the magic mist rose in front of him, and when it dispersed, he found that he had entered the mansion.

"Crack!" There was a crisp sound of a wooden plank on the flesh, and the woman was beaten to the ground, and she was still protecting a child in her arms.

Yi Ning hurriedly went up to protect the woman who was beaten, but was surprised to find that this woman was trembling all over, her skin was covered with black scales, and her eyes were golden vertical pupils.

He immediately froze in place.

She and Yan Xuan look alike. Yi Ning lowered his head to look at the child in her arms, and was also trembling. Like her, he had the same golden vertical pupils.

"The **** is sick. Find a way by yourself, and then step into my study and I'll chop off your leg." The man at the table put away the wooden board in his hand, and sat back in his seat to continue writing.

They can't see themselves. Yi Ning reacted with hindsight, shouldn't this be Yan Xuan's sea of ​​knowledge, he is in Yan Xuan's memory.

So, is the child in that woman's arms Yan Xuan?

Yi Ning looked closer and saw that the child's bare thin wrist was densely covered with rashes and scars.

The look in those eyes was a cowardice that Yi Ning had never seen before.

Yan Xuan is afraid. Yi Ning stretched out his hand to hug him, but he could only penetrate their bodies.

Blood was drawn from the wooden board on her face, and the woman didn't shed a single tear. She just looked at the man with hatred, hugged Yan Xuan tightly, and said softly, "Xuan'er, let's go."

The mother and son supported each other, and as soon as they staggered out of the study, they were splashed with hot tea by the oncoming housekeeper.

The hot tea touched the wound, and the woman's face became hideous in pain, and the python lines on her body became more obvious.

The housekeeper spat and scolded: "Beasts, you see such a dirty thing as soon as you go out, who told you to leave the woodshed, go back!"

"Mother." Xiaoyanxuan hugged the woman's body, her fingers lightly blocked her face, tears rolled in her eyes, but not a drop fell.

Yi Ning's heart throbbed and he couldn't say a word. It turns out that Yan Xuan used to cry too.

"Mother, bad luck, a cheap demon slave, dirty my eyes." He was still scolding when he heard the man leave.

Tea dripping dripping from her hair, the woman touched Yan Xuan's head and said, "Don't cry, in the future, Xuan'er will return it for her mother."

Yan Xuan nodded, held back her tears, clenched her fists and said, "I will definitely kill them all, definitely!"

Everyone here, they are the real beasts!

The black mist spread, and Yi Ning thought that these were the reasons why Yan Xuan wanted to kill. But he didn't think so, the black mist dissipated, and the person in front of him was still Yan Xuan.

At this time, he had grown a lot taller and looked like he was fourteen or fifteen years old, but he was still very thin and was tied to a stake.

At this age, Yan Xuan is still being bullied by those people? Are they human?

Yi Ning looked around and found that this was a kitchen. Yan Xuan was tied to the stove in the kitchen.

The black ashes from the stove stained his clothes, and he hung his head, looking like he was dead.

A few people came in from outside the kitchen, and Yi Ning recognized one of them as Yan Chengyun with sharp eyes.

He also participated in bullying Yan Xuan?

"Hey, is it true that half-demon blood can increase one's cultivation? This person is so dirty that he won't be sick." Someone said something, and Yi Ning froze in place.

Should they not—

Yan Chengyun said quite proudly: "Don't worry, we have all used the cheap slaves that my family raised. Anyway, it's a half devil, it's okay to give it a try."

After speaking, he randomly pulled out a knife and an empty bowl from the kitchen.

Yi Ning's pupils shrank, and he understood what they were going to do.

Taking blood...taking blood, Yan Xuan has always hated taking blood...

The snow-white blade reflected Yan Xuan's drooping eyelashes face, lifeless, not even moving at all, forgetting the fear.

He was still crying the last time he saw him.

With a "呲" sound, Yan Chengyun pulled away Yan Xuan's sleeve, and when he raised his hand, he slashed. Yan Chengyun smiled and stretched out his hand to introduce the blood that was winding on his arm like a stream into the empty bowl.

"One knife per person, don't cut where the dead are, come on." After receiving the blood, Yan Chengyun warmly welcomed the incoming friends like a hospitable host, "Don't worry, this monster has a strong recovery ability and will grow back in a short time. ."

This is his own younger brother. He treats his younger brother as a medicinal pill for cultivation and freely gives it to other strangers to taste.

Lose humanity, like a beast!

The dark red blood blurred Yi Ning's eyes, his fingers were tightly clenched into fists, and his nails almost broke the palm of his hand.

He didn't want to watch it, he couldn't watch it anymore. Yi Ning was short of breath, almost out of breath. With trembling hands, he walked over and held Yan Xuan's face, but he could only penetrate his body.

He really wanted to cut the rope and save Yan Xuan.

Do they rely on Yan Xuan's blood to grow their cultivation every day?

How many times did Yan Xuan suffer, how many times was humiliated, how many times he was almost tortured to death.

"Fuck, what's on fire!" I don't know who was clumsy and accidentally set the firewood next to the stove on fire.

Yan Chengyun scolded, ran out of the kitchen, and called someone to bring water and put out the fire.

But the fire is getting bigger and bigger, and a few buckets can't put out the fire at all.

Yi Ning only saw Yan Xuan, he was still in the sea of ​​​​fire, and his clothes were on fire.

Yan Xuan will die, no one can save him.

"Sure enough, it's dirty, it seems that Tiandao wants to take away this half devil." Yi Ning heard someone say this outside the kitchen.

No, it is not. Yi Ning wanted to say that, it wasn't Yan Xuan who was dirty.

In the kitchen, Yan Xuan heard these words, and seemed to finally have some reaction. He smiled softly and raised his head to look at the sea of ​​​​fire around him.

He murmured something, but Yi Ning couldn't hear it clearly, but he clearly recognized it from the shape of his mouth, he was saying—

Heaven is not worthy to take my life.

The flames were about to spread to his feet, Yan Xuan struggled hard, and fell down together with the stake, which was roasted by the fire and moved a lot.

He sent his wrist wrapped around the rope to the flames, enduring the severe pain of the fire, bit by bit, he burned the thick rope that had been wrapped around several times.

The wrist was scorched red, the flesh began to blister, and large pieces of skin fell off. Yan Xuan gritted his teeth, but did not flinch an inch.

Yi Ning closed his eyes, he really couldn't watch it any longer.

So, Yan Xuan burnt the rope with fire and roasted his own flesh, and finally got his freedom.

Yi Ning opened his eyes tremblingly, this time, he met Yan Xuan's calm pupils. Black, with stagnant hatred in it.