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

"Nonsense." Yi Ning said in a low voice, "You are not a disciple of Ming Guangzong."

Yan Xuan snorted lightly, dragged Yi Ning to his side, and said, "You want me to control whether I am or not. If you don't bear the name of someone's husband, you have to relieve his worries, don't you?"

Some elders felt that this was feasible, and quickly said: "Yes, Shangxian, since he is your husband, he is also a person of Ming Guangzong. You should give him a name and resolve the current predicament first."

Yi Ning showed hesitation, but heard Mu Zilang slapped the table and objected: "No! I don't agree. If that demon cultivator is framed with poison needles, wouldn't it be unreasonable for him to be injured for Ming Guangzong? Besides... He may not necessarily win. "

In short, he just didn't want to let this so-called husband of unknown origin play. If he really let him go, wouldn't his relationship with Yi Ning be solidified?

Yan Xuan deliberately bullied Yi Ning's ear and said softly, "Don't let me go, who do you want to go?"

Right now, everyone is waiting for Yi Ning to speak, not letting Gong Xiuxian go, nor letting Yan Xuan go, there is no doubt that they will lose. But when Yan Xuan was allowed to go, Yi Ning felt that he owed Yan Xuan even more.

Even if he was a friend, Yan Xuan didn't have to do so much for him, or even for Ming Guangzong.

He still doesn't know.

Seeing that he kept silent, Yan Xuan knew what he was thinking, so he made a decision for him, got up and took out Xu Le'an's sword, and said to the elder who had agreed earlier: "Send someone to inform, change someone, I'll go up. ."

Xu Le'an twitched the corners of his mouth, this man is really, grabbing his sword more and more easily.

Just as he stepped out of the stand and was about to descend the stairs, Yi Ning finally said, "Stop."

Yan Xuan's body froze for a moment, turned to look at him, and saw Yi Ning sighed, took off the Duanshe sword from his waist, and threw it to him: "Use this one."

Yan Xuan raised her eyebrows, took the sword steadily, and heard Yi Ning speak awkwardly, "Be careful in everything."

"I know." Yan Xuan's lips curled slightly, and he turned around and went down.

Xu Le'an and Mu Zilang looked at each other and seemed to understand why Yi Ning chose this man as her husband.

Sometimes, it seems to be quite reliable.

The gongs and drums rang again, and the game started soon. Yan Xuan stood on the ring, and the eyes of countless people gathered around him, but he was still calm.

He looked around a little, and faintly noticed the location of the demonic energy, but he couldn't see it clearly. It must be some magic weapon to protect the body.

However, he didn't care either.

Even if he got poisoned by a needle, it was nothing more than a mayfly shaking a tree to him. His knife was ten thousand times more poisonous than the poisonous needle, and if he just blew the poisonous needle on a leaf, he would use it as acupuncture.

"The next group, Ming Guangzong against Mo Fazong."

Someone has heard the wind. This Ming Guangzong disciple, Yi Yan, was replaced temporarily. He didn't know how much his skill was, and he was all waiting to watch the excitement. In the last game, Mingguangzong lost, and he insisted that the opponent had used hidden weapons.

Yan Xuan lowered his eyes and looked at the disciple of Mo Fazong opposite, and said with a smile: "I'll give you ten strokes, come."

While the people present were shocked, they only felt that he was arrogant, and they all shouted to let the disciples of Mo Fazong start harder, and told Yan Xuan to learn a lesson.

When Yi Ning saw this scene, he couldn't take it any longer. He knew that Yan Xuan was having fun. Isn't this bullying people...

He sat back and stopped looking at Yan Xuan, and as soon as he picked up the teacup, he heard Mu Zilang say in a calm voice, "Senior brother, who is Yi Yan?" He didn't believe that Yi Ning would suddenly lead a husband back.

Yi Ning's face was the same as before, and he replied in a low voice, "Didn't he already say it?"

"You! If the head and senior sister knew, they would definitely not agree with him!" Mu Zilang was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

Back then, how many girls Xiu admired Yi Ning, he used the excuse of not being here to get rid of things, and that's fine, but Yi Ning brought a man back.

Was it originally intended here?

"It's settled, why bother." After Yi Ning finished speaking softly, when he looked up at him, his eyes were extremely clear: "Besides, I think he is very good."

As soon as these words came out, Mu Zilang and Xu Le'an were speechless.

Mu Zilang flicked his sleeves and said angrily, "As you are. When the head and senior sister come back, I will definitely tell them everything."

From childhood to adulthood, among their brothers and sisters, only the head and senior sister Yi Ning would listen. But this time, Yi Ning felt that it was not bad to learn Yan Xuan's rebelliousness occasionally.

In the corner, when he heard what Yi Ning said about Yan Xuan, Gong Xiuxian's eyes darkened.

Master, I am not a plant, I also have flesh and blood, why hurt me so far.

He took something out of the storage ring, cut his hand open, and dripped blood on it.

No one saw this scene.

"Seven, eight...Ten, here we are." Yan Xuan chuckled, dodging the last move, reaching out and grabbing the hilt of the disciple's sword, throwing it to his side. Just as he was about to lift his foot to step on the disciple's head, he remembered that Yi Ning might still be watching, paused, and put his foot down again.

I almost couldn't help it, I got used to it.

At this time, no one in the audience was clamoring for Yan Xuan to teach him a lesson, and they all stared at everything that happened in the ring with bated breath.

It's too unbearable to look directly at it, it's just... crushing.

The disciple stood up in a hurry, obviously lacking in strength. He is one of the strongest disciples of Mo Fazong this year.

He didn't need any swordsmanship, not even a sword, and easily evaded his attack by relying only on his movement.

The disciple could feel that this person was definitely not on the same level as him, that his body technique was so powerful, and he didn't know how to use his swordsmanship. As long as he forced this person to use the sword, he would be content with stealing a half-way trick.

However, Yan Xuan had never used a sword, let alone any swordsmanship.

He has always killed the opponent with one knife and one knife, and no one can survive the third knife.

However, according to the rules of the game, only one move with swordsmanship can be considered a win.

Therefore, as long as Yan Xuan did not draw his sword, this disciple would not be able to lose.

Finally, Yan Xuan pulled out his sword, and since the body of Duanshe's sword had absorbed his blood, it had completely turned black, and even the pattern had changed, even Gong Xiuxian couldn't tell the difference.

He swung the sword at will, not as happy as his sword. Yan Xuan disliked it for a bit, and suddenly felt the blade tremble slightly, as if there was a sound, as if he couldn't wait to swing it.

He was not excited, but the sword was excited.

Worth mentioning, once the sword is solved, he still has to go to Yi Ning.

Just when Yan Xuan was about to use his sword, suddenly his wrist shook, and the fine needle pierced into the flesh with great pain, and the other party really shot again.

Yan Xuan's face didn't change, flashed in his mind the appearance of Yi Ning when he struck him with the sword, learning Yi Ning's swordsmanship, he picked off the disciple's sword with one strike, kicked him back with a backhand, and instantly touched the sword against him. down his throat.

Although he only learned the basics of Kung Fu, for some reason, he used this sword with sword intent, as if this sword belonged to him in the past and present.

"Ming Guangzong disciple, Yi Yan, win!"

Yi Ning looked over and saw that Yan Xuan was holding Duanshe in the palm of his hand and turning around, even if he covered up the devilish energy, he still looked like a devil. However, seeing his calm demeanor, the poisonous needle should have been avoided by him, so Yi Ning felt relieved.

And in the stands, the disciples of Mo Fazong had not recovered from the sword intent that had devoured the heaven and the earth just now, so they thought to death.

This trick, I am afraid he will not learn it in his entire life.

The gap was too great, the disciple punched the ground with a painful expression, and blood dripped from his fist instantly. Yan Xuan noticed with the corner of his eye, and said with a low smile: "This is a setback. If I were you, I would definitely return the shame of today."

This disciple has a good talent. I hope that he will become a devil in the future and can be pulled into the devil's palace to be a servant. Yan Xuan thought so.

The disciple stared blankly at him as he took away his sword lazily and left, and suddenly felt that the blood all over his body was a little hot.

"Are you pranking me?" he shouted at Yan Xuan's back. The other party didn't answer, just paused, as if his shoulders were trembling.

No, you think too much, Yan Xuan must not mean that.

Yi Ning, who witnessed everything in the stands, thought while holding his forehead.

Sure enough, after Yan Xuan came back, he described the disciple's appearance to him with great joy: "I am now considered a saint with a touch of magic, Shangxian, shouldn't you be happy for me?"

Yi Ning glanced at him lightly, and instead of replying to his outrageous nonsense, he said, "Show me your wrist."

Although Yan Xuan seemed to be fine on the surface, Yi Ning still wanted to see it with his own eyes just in case.

Yan Xuan stopped laughing, and obediently rolled up his sleeves to show him.

Nothing. Yi Ning asked suspiciously, "Has the needle been hit?"

"I got hit." He deliberately leaned in aggrieved and said, "It hurts so bad, Shangxian give me a blow."

The enemy is in the light, I am in the dark, even if Yan Xuan wants to avoid it, he can't avoid the colorless and shapeless poisonous needle.

Yi Ning frowned slightly, knowing that he was teasing him, but he was not happy at all, and said, "What's the use of blowing, forcing out poison."

Seeing him like this, Yan Xuan lowered his head, squeezed the poison out of his wrist, and asked casually, "Is Shangxian worried about me?"

"I... I owe you a lot, and I will repay your kindness in the future." Yi Ning's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes fell on the black poisonous blood on Yan Xuan's wrist, and he took out the ointment from the storage ring and pulled it. Passed his hand and smeared a little on his wrist.

Qin Liang's fingertips were dipped in the ointment and slowly smeared, Yan Xuan looked at him straightly, and said calmly, "I don't want kindness."

I want you.

Yi Ning raised his eyes, slammed into Yan Xuan's deep pupils, suddenly felt panic, and whispered, "If you don't want it, I will pay it back."

"Hey, what is the family talking about?" Xu Le'an came over at some point, and patted Yan Xuan's shoulder with a smile on his face: "The days of getting along with each other are still long, right?"

Yan Xuan looked at the hand he put on her shoulder, suddenly smiled, and said, "If you don't want me to cut off your hand, just put it down."

Xu Le'an: Huh.

He is really scary, brother.

Yi Ning received Xu Le'an's look for help, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Go and bring someone to accept the award."

After finishing the affairs in the sect, he will go to Fu Zhuo to unlock the curse poison on his body.

Suddenly, Yi Ning felt a pain in the back of his neck, and when he touched it lightly, he felt as if something had penetrated into the flesh.

It's a Gu worm! Yi Ning had seen Gu worms entering his body when he was exorcising, and he instantly knew what it was.

His body swayed, but his eyes were fixed on Gong Xiuxian in the corner. The things in front of him became blurred, and the other party slowly got up and walked towards him.

Yan Xuan sensed something was wrong, he kept Yi Ning behind him, and when the tip of his sword pointed at Gong Xiuxian, he heard Yi Ning say softly, "Get out of the way," his voice was weak, with a shallow breath.

He couldn't hear what Yi Ning said, Yan Xuan's face was gloomy, and he asked hurriedly, "What's wrong?"

"leave me alone…"

Yi Ning felt hot and embarrassing in his body, like falling into a sea of ​​fire.

He seems to be caught in... a Gu that can make people emotional.