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

"Which idiot came to the ghost market's territory?" Yi Ning's door was kicked open, and a man in a golden robe strode in, followed by a black demon cultivator.

Yi Ning sighed, he was going out to play, but it turned out to be a big mess again.

The sound of knocking the table twice sounded, Yan Xuan leaned on his chin and looked at him, the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, but his tone was extremely gloomy: "Dog thing, you have become a climate in the nine years that this seat is not here?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Gou Qiwen shuddered and looked around, his eyes fixed on Yan Xuan who was wearing a man, skin and mask.

"You, you are Yan... Venerable Lord?" Gou Qiwen asked in a trembling voice.

Isn't this madman sealed by Yi Ning, how is it still alive after nine years have passed?

Yan Xuan didn't answer him. He lightly picked up the teacup on the table and played with it for a while, then threw it on his head. Dare to say, he fell to the ground with a plop.

"Respected lord!" Gou Qiwen wanted to kill himself who had just uttered mad words. It was really a fleeting time. How could he have run into this **** of plague and returned.

"It's odd, I'm the Honored Lord," Yan Xuan sneered and said again, "I thought you forgot about this seat all these years ago."

How could Gou Qiwen dare to forget that when Yan Xuan first ascended to the position of Demon Venerable, he took that poisonous knife and slayed his eyes red, and the entire Demon Domain was turned upside down by him.

He lowered his eyebrows and knelt down, and said with a flattering smile: "I dare not, how dare I forget the power of the Lord, it's you, you are wearing a mask, I didn't recognize it for a while..."

Seeing the appearance of Gou Qiwen, the other demon cultivators all understood the identity of this person in front of them. If the Lord of the Ghost Market can kneel down, it must be the sealed former Lord back!

In the blink of an eye, Yi Ning and the others were kneeling full of magic cultivators outside their room, which was spectacular.

Yan Xuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, raised his hand and threw the list on Gou Qiwen's face, and said, "What's going on in that column at the end."

Gou Qiwen hurriedly picked up the list and looked at it. When he saw the word Yi Ning, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Oh, this. This damned Yi Ning sealed you up, so the subordinates made their own decisions. , Changed the name of the cheap slave used for sale in the finale to Yi Ning. Help you vent your anger."

He thought it was a big deal, it turned out to be this. At that time, Yi Ning killed a lot of demon cultivators from his chicken clan, and Gou Qiwen specially used cheap slaves to humiliate Yi Ning. This can be considered to indirectly help Yan Xuan out of his anger, he can't use this to punish him.

When Yi Ning heard the words, he coughed twice, and pretended not to hear them, picked up the cup and drank tea. Yan Xuan's face froze next to him, looking at Gou Qiwen.

"Get out of my anger?" Yan Xuan hated so much that his teeth were itching, this **** dared to put the pot on him in front of Yi Ning.

Gou Qiwen thought that he was relieved when he heard these words, and immediately said with a smile on his face: "Yes, your lord, your subordinates know that you must be the most disgusted with this Yi Ning. You can play whatever you want, just take Na Yi Ning out of his anger."

Yi Ning laughed suddenly, but he wanted to hear how Yan Xuan responded to him.

The laughter was not loud, but it was clear and sweet. Yan Xuan looked at him with an ugly expression: "I didn't say that."

Yi Ning couldn't help but laughed again.

Then Gou Qiwen lowered his head and heard someone laughing, he didn't dare to take Yan Xuan's anger, and he didn't dare to take out this blind demon cultivator. Immediately, he shouted: "Where is the idiot, dare to be rude in front of the Lord, Lord, I'll take care of him..."

He made a gesture to get up and grab Yi Ning, but was kicked over by Yan Xuan, and he rolled and crawled to the ground again to kneel in front of Yan Xuan and said, "Respect, Lord, calm down, calm down."

Why did he scolded Yi Ning several times, this Yan Xuan was still full of anger, he was really a lunatic.

"Go away, remove the final column." If it wasn't for the fear of disturbing Yi Ning's interest, Yan Xuan had to let this **** know about his torture methods, "Let me see Yi Ning's name later, you bastard. The ghost market is waiting for Zhang Daji to close."

Gou Qiwen was overjoyed when he heard the words, and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, this subordinate is going to get out, this is going to get out. Come on, remove the list, and give the best tea to your lord!"

When he finally got out and the room finally settled down, Yan Xuan glanced at Yi Ning and said in a low voice, "Is it funny?"

Funny, why not. It was rare to see Yan Xuan deflated, and he was extremely happy. Yi Ning suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth, pretending to be serious: "It's not very funny."

"You'd better be." Seeing him holding back a smile, Yan Xuan was not angry after thinking about it, and felt somewhat at ease. He didn't want Gou Qiwen to ruin Yi Ning's good mood.

"I just didn't expect the Lord to dislike me so much, and I don't have to take my face into account to remove the finale." Yi Ning said softly, and actually learned how to call the Lord Yanxuan Gou Qiwen.

Knowing that he didn't do it, he deliberately relied on him. Yi Ning's studies were broken.

Thinking of this, Yan Xuan said in a low voice, "I want to play tricks on you, and I sold you here long ago."

Hearing this, Yi Ning's hand holding the teacup paused slightly, and suddenly recalled that Yan Xuan never seemed to have used any conspiracy against him. But Yan Xuan, as a Demon Lord, is extremely smart and ruthless, so how could he not do anything.

"Have you ever played tricks before?" Yi Ning looked at him curiously, his eyes fixed like a clear mirror, shining into Yan Xuan's heart.

Yan Xuan was scorched by this gaze, so he turned his eyes away and said softly, "How dare you play tricks on Shangxian, wouldn't you be asking for a dead end."

mocked him again.

Yi Ning sighed softly, and was immediately pushed by Yan Xuan in front of a plate of dim sum, and said, "Eat your food and talk less."

What is there to sigh every day.

Yi Ning picked up a piece and took half a bite, the sweet taste spread in his mouth, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Suddenly, there was a sound of gongs and drums from outside the window of their upper room. He looked up and saw that the nanmu platform in the lobby slowly rose from the ground. I don't know what the mechanism was, but it was exquisitely designed.

On the nanmu stage was a silk-wrapped silver cage covered with a red cloth.

It looks like that's what's going to be auctioned off. It was the first time for Yi Ning to come to this kind of occasion, so he couldn't help but wonder, "What's the first thing?"

Yan Xuan beckoned to the outside of the room, and the little maid walked in tremblingly, knelt down, and presented him the list of treasures that had just been changed.

"A dog, either Shangxian or Shangxian." Yan Xuan casually swept the list and threw the list in front of Yi Ning.

What kind of dog can be auctioned in the ghost market, Yi Ning picked up the list and read it slowly, "Yuezong...Elder Qifeng?"

Yan Xuan looked at Yi Ning's eyes widened unbelievably, like a cat, couldn't help but feel interesting, and said, "Want?"

Yi Ning squeezed the list, his fingers trembled a little, and his voice sank: "Is this a place dedicated to auctioneers?"

Seeing that he was about to get angry, Yan Xuan interrupted immediately: "This is a ghost market, not an auction house in the world. Naturally anything can be sold, and if someone sells it, someone else can buy it."

"Then I'm leaving." Yi Ning stood up to leave, but was grabbed by Yan Xuan and asked in confusion, "Why are you angry? Is the elder Qifeng of Yiyuezong your old acquaintance?"

Yi Ning paused for a while, he had no old acquaintances and only a handful of friends. He just sold people as objects, which was too inhumane.

Seeing that he fell silent, Yan Xuan gritted his teeth secretly, he didn't come here to play with Yi Ning.

"Okay, you have a good heart," Yan Xuan snorted softly, "come here, go and set up the sign." Yan Xuan picked up the sign on the table and threw it to the little maid standing at the door.

"It's not good-hearted, I just think... If the person under the stage who is being sold as a product is me, it's you, what do you think?"

If it were you, I would kill Gou Qiwen, skin him, and cramp his tendons. Yan Xuan said silently in the bottom of his heart, but said on his mouth: "I eat your food, buy it and put it away?" He reached out and pushed the dim sum tray in front of him again.

Seeing his appearance, Yi Ning couldn't help but become curious, and asked in a low voice, "Do you answer whatever I say today?"

It turned out that accompanying Yan Xuan to play has such benefits.

Yan Xuan glanced at him and said lightly, "You are dreaming."

Sure enough... he thought too much. Yi Ning picked up the teacup and took a sip, hiding the smile from the corner of his mouth.

The maid at the door took the sign and hurried to deliver it to Gou Qiwen who was standing on the table.

Gou Qiwen was sneezing, thinking that someone else was talking about him behind his back, when he saw the little maid running over in a panic.

"The auction hasn't even started, why are there people who want to buy it?" Gou Qiwen muttered, and took the sign, which was printed: "Tianzi No. 3 room, two thousand top-grade spirit stones."

Two thousand top-grade spirit stones! Gou Qiwen's legs suddenly softened.

This, this is the price offered by Yan Xuan's lunatic, how could he fall in love with the Qifeng elder of Yuezong.

This Elder Qifeng was caught by chance a few days ago, one of the four demon generals, the curse evil from the southern border, and he was too lazy to deal with it and sent it to him to sell.

It's good now, he was worried about not being able to sell it.

His face was immediately filled with smiles, and he took the sign and said to the little maid, "Go back and serve the Honorable Lord, don't be offended, the Honorable Lord will let him hand over the brand what he wants."

After the little maid left, Gou Qiwen stared at the brand with his eyes straight, two thousand top-grade spirit stones... Demon Venerable was indeed rich.

There is another baby today, he must like it.

After Yi Ning left, Xu Lean looked at Gong Xiuxian embarrassedly, and wanted to reach out and pat his shoulder to say a few words, but seeing Gong Xiuxian's gloomy face, he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all.

It is not easy for him to intervene in the matter of other people's teachers.

On the contrary, Gong Xiuxian held up a smile and said, "It's okay, the master is in a fit of anger, and he will be fine in a few days. The disciple has something important to do, so he will accompany his uncle soon. I hope you forgive me."

Xu Le'an nodded and said, "Go, I will persuade you to persuade your master when I have time."

Gong Xiuxian thanked him, but the moment he turned around, his face darkened.

That Yi Yan, the tone of voice, the gesture of action, is clearly the damned demon cultivator who entangled the master. Changed the human skin and thought he couldn't recognize it?

Or, the magic cultivator just made him recognize it on purpose?

If it wasn't for the fear that piercing him would humiliate the master's name, he would definitely slash that demon cultivator with a thousand swords.

That's all, Ru Geng just went down the mountain today, and I don't know what's going on now, he should take a look. Anyway, no matter how angry the master is, sooner or later, he will return to Ming Guangzong and his side.

Gong Xiuxian thought so, took his sword and went down the mountain.

As soon as I reached the foot of the mountain, I heard someone hurriedly shouting in the village: "Someone has fallen into the water, save them!"

Gong Xiuxian's eyes tightened, grabbed the man and asked, "Who fell into the water?"

The man was startled by the cold light in his eyes, and said with a trembling voice: "It's a long, very fair man who only came in the morning, and at noon somehow, he had to go to the river, just east of the village..."

Before he could finish speaking, Gong Xiuxian let go of him and ran towards the river.