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

Little Demon Venerable grabbed Yi Ning's collar abruptly, stared straight at him, and said fiercely, "Remember what you said today."

If you know who I am in the future, will you still treat me like this?

"Okay." Yi Ning responded seriously.

"Yi Ning, wake up." A familiar voice sounded, Yi Ning slowly opened his eyes, the cold porcelain bowl gently pressed against his lips, the strong bitter taste penetrated into his nose, he turned his head subconsciously, but was buckled Hold and pull it back.

"Bitterness..." He frowned and tried to avoid it, but the other party was stunned. He took out a piece of rock candy from the storage ring and gently stuffed it into his mouth, saying, "Hurry up, it's not bitter."

Yi Ning's head was dizzy, and he only felt that the blood all over his body seemed to be drained, and he couldn't make up his mind.

After a long while, his lips suddenly pressed against a pair of cold lips, and the bitter concoction was poured into his mouth little by little, and the back of his head was tightly buckled, and he couldn't allow him to take a half step back.

It wasn't until the whole bowl of medicine was fed that Yi Ning had a chance to breathe. His face was abnormally flushed due to the high fever, and the eyes that fell on him seemed to be even hotter.

"Yan Xuan..." he called him softly, "I dreamed of a person."

In the dream, the child who acts like a spoiled child and asks him for candy...

Yan Xuan replied in a low voice, held him in his arms, wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and said, "Who did you dream of?"

Yi Ning's voice paused, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Yan Xuan.

The two extremely similar faces fit together, eyebrows, eyes, nose bridge, and some wild eyes, Yi Ning stretched out his hand to hold his face, looked up and down repeatedly, and suddenly read: "So it is, so it is... "

At the beginning of the meeting, Yan Xuandu really never thought of killing him.

Because, nine years ago, he tamed this viper.

He lingered on his shoulders, but was reluctant to bite himself.

Yan Xuan held his hand, looked at him in confusion, and said in a low voice, "Did you burn your brain?"

Yi Ning bit his lower lip, stretched out his hand and dragged him into his arms, and said softly, "Osmanthus crispy candy..."

Yan Xuan was unsteady under his feet, and he fell down on Yi Ning. He was afraid that he would be crushed, so he had to lean against him with his arms empty.

"What did you say..." Yan Xuan didn't hear clearly, but felt that this posture made his head a little confused.

To make matters worse, Yi Ning stretched out his hand and hugged his waist.

The sluggishness caused by the high fever made Yi Ning feel that it was nothing, after all, he often held Yan Xuan as a child like this.

But he ignored that Yan Xuan was already taller than him now.

"Shangxian, touch him again, I can..." Yan Xuan gasped heavily, and that hand even dared to grab a handful on him, causing him to stick to Yi Ning's body, feeling hot. The hot body made his breathing stagnate and his mind hummed.

Yan Xuan gritted his teeth and said solemnly, "This is where you provoke me first."

"Hmm..." The lips were kissed again, with a slightly bitter taste of medicine, Yi Ning frowned and wanted to push him away, but he couldn't exert any strength in his hands, so he could only let the other party penetrate deeply into his lips without any rules. , those hands wandering on him are actually hotter than his feverish one.

"Yan Xuan... Yan Xuan." Yi Ning was so uncomfortable being kissed, he whispered Yan Xuan's name softly.

Yan Xuan finally remembered that Yi Ning was still a patient, so he held back and let go of him, pinched his face and said, "What do you want me to do?"

It will take some time for the effect of the medicine to evaporate completely. Immortal cultivators, after all, are also human beings. Yi Ning's voice was weak, and he said in a low voice, "The beggar in the city may be the source of the disease. Find a way to find that beggar, and we can't let the plague spread."

Hearing this, Yan Xuan's face became even more ugly, and the strength in his hand increased: "You asked me to say this?"

Yi Ning wanted to shake his head, but his face was pinched and he couldn't move at all.

"No, I want to say - nine years ago, even longer ago, at Shouxi Temple in Linzhou, was that child you?"

Yan Xuan's body was slightly stiff, and the memories flooded in overwhelmingly, almost drowning him, he said in a sullen voice, "Didn't you forget everything?"

Yi Ning didn't forget, what he remembered was that he didn't know that a half-demon could turn into a human.

He always thought that child was a human child.

"I didn't forget..." Yi Ning reached out and hugged him, sighed very lightly, and said, "If only I had known earlier."

If he had known earlier, maybe there would not be so many misunderstandings between him and Yan Xuan, and he could teach and take care of Yan Xuan carefully. In the inn, Yan Xuan, who was huddled in his arms, was thinking.

Obviously just changing his identity, but what he got was a ruthless sword.

Those hands that wanted to strangle him to death never gave up.

Yan Xuan heard him say this, and suddenly felt that the unwillingness and complaints that had been persistent for a long time were dissipated.

He and Yi Ning, this is also very good.

"Don't think about it, take good care of yourself." Yan Xuan opened his sleeve, and the blue scales around the wound were strange and terrifying. When he saw it on other people, he didn't find it scary, but if it appeared on Yi Ning, it would Surprise him.

"I'll apologize to you when I get better." Yi Ning closed his eyes, the heat on his body seemed to have turned into the heat in his heart, warm.

Yan Xuan looked slightly startled, and didn't like his politeness, so he said dully, "I'll take care of you when you are healed."

Yi Ning smiled lightly and said, "Okay."

Just like nine years ago, he gave him everything he wanted, and was extremely indulgent.

Outside Nan Keze, a rickety old man looked up at the sky, and beside him was a handsome young man.

"Uncle Huo, elder, is she really here?" The young man seemed a little impatient, and asked about it several times along the way.

The old man whom he called Uncle Huo stroked his beard, sighed and said, "Yes, my clan has always used the flavor bone as a sign of contact. This flavor is definitely the flavor bone of the elders, but..."

Hearing the helplessness in his tone, the young man said quickly, "What's the matter, but the elder is injured?"

"No," Uncle Huo interrupted calmly, raised his eyes to look at Nan Keze, and sighed again: "There is only one person who can make the elder leave the magic palace, and that is the Demon Lord Yan Xuan."

The young man was stunned for a moment, that Demon Venerable Yan Xuan had already been sealed by Shangxian Yi Ning, but now the seal has been lifted?

The elder has always been the most loyal and loyal. If the Demon Venerable unlocks the seal, the Elder will never leave the Demon Venerable for half a step.

"How can this be good," the young man said in frustration, "If the elder does not return to the Hui clan, I am afraid that my clan will be wiped out by those beasts!"

Uncle Huo took a deep breath, walked in front of him with a cane, and said in a low voice, "I will find a way, the elder she must return to the clan."

They have no other choice.

One old man and one young man walked into Nanke Ze, and at the same time, Yi Ning's illness was gradually improving. I heard that all the beggars in the city were found by Yan Xuan and the others, and everyone was given medicinal soup.

Yi Ning got up and went to identify the little beggar that night before he was seriously ill.

But I saw more than a dozen people who were similar to Yi Ning's description, but none of them were the little beggars that night.

"Maybe he died of illness." Yan Xuan said ruthlessly, he didn't want to worry about the life and death of the beggar who bit Yi Ning and made Yi Ning sick.

Yi Ning glanced at him and said, "If I don't find him, I'm afraid it will infect others."

Seeing that Yan Xuan turned his head and said nothing, Yi Ning didn't bother to talk about him, but just thought back and forth about what he had missed that day.

He gave the kid a bunch of pancakes and told him...

Go to the exhibitor to find a job.

At this point, Yi Ning suddenly remembered and realized that maybe the child really went to Zhanjia, so he could not be found among the beggars in the city.

"Go to Zhan's house, he should still be there now." Yi Ning didn't stop for a moment, grabbed the reluctant Yan Xuan and went to Zhan's house.

Sure enough, they found a little beggar who was sweeping leaves in Zhan's yard.

The body is clean, and although the clothes are a little old, there is no tattered place.

Yi Ning let go of his dangling heart, he walked over slowly, saw the little beggar just raised his head, and when he saw it was Yi Ning, he was stunned for a moment, then he took a half step back shyly and nervously, scratching his head. brain.

Neither of them spoke.

After a while, the little beggar took out a piece of cake from his arms, showed it to Yi Ning, and said with some twist: "The seventeen cakes you gave me, I eat three a day, and I haven't finished it yet."

Yi Ning looked at the pancake, then looked at the little beggar's face, and said, "Is it delicious?"

"Delicious." The little beggar answered honestly.

Yi Ning nodded and said, "I gave you seventeen pancakes, but you bit me. Do you have to apologize to me?"

The little beggar was startled, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

After a pause, Yi Ning took the magic medicine from Yan Xuan's hand, handed it to him, and said softly, "Drink it, and you and I will write it off."

The bowl of medicine exuded a strange smell, and as soon as it smelled it, he knew that it was terribly bitter, but the little beggar looked at Yi Ning's eyes and seemed to have expectations for him, he gritted his teeth and said seriously, "I drink it. "

He stretched out his hand to take the medicine bowl in Yi Ning's hand, and drank it in a gulp like a drink, so bitter that his whole face was wrinkled together, a little funny.

Yi Ning rubbed his head with satisfaction and said, "Work hard, eat more, and grow taller."

After saying this, Yi Ning turned around to leave, but heard the little beggar staggering, and hurriedly chased after him.

"Hey, in the future, I will grow taller and earn money, can I marry you?"

In an instant, the air fell silent. No one expected the little beggar to say such a thing.

Yan Xuan, who had been patient for a long time, was quickly stopped by Yi Ning, gritted her teeth and said, "What did you say?"

What a dream, this little bastard!

The little beggar was not afraid of him at all, tried to straighten his back, and shouted, "If I become very powerful in the future, I will definitely marry you."

Seeing that Yan Xuan couldn't bear it anymore, Yi Ning didn't have time to answer the little beggar, so he grabbed Yan Xuan's hand and left Zhan's house.

On the way, Yan Xuan was so angry that he didn't say a word, sitting in the magic chariot and pretending to look at the scenery outside the window.

The more Yi Ning thought about it, the more funny it became.

"Shangxian is in such a good mood." Someone's tone was soft, "If you want to laugh, you can laugh, what can you bear?"

Yi Ning gave a "uh" and said, "Don't you think that child is very similar to you?"

He finally understood why the little beggar made him feel so familiar.

Because he had seen such distressing eyes on Yan Xuan.

The author has something to say: the second update is at nine o'clock~