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

In fact, they don't have to be so tit-for-tat, they can try to be friends, Yi Ning thought.

Seeing that his face was calm, Yan Xuan knew that it was his demonic blood that played a role, so he felt a little more relaxed, and remembering the rejection of him by Yi Ning just now, he raised the corner of his mouth viciously and said to Yi Ning, "No thanks, drink mine. Blood, your life is mine."

Yi Ning instantly realized what he meant, his blood could control people's life and death: "You—"

In fact, just for a moment, he really thought that Yan Xuan was really kind to him. I really can't be friends with him.

"Huh? Honorable lord, isn't that blood..." As soon as Gan Er was about to speak, Yan Xuan interrupted, "Shut up."

"Oh." Gan'er closed her mouth obediently, but her eyes were still rolling on Yi Ning and Yan Xuan.

Why did your lord lie to this human cultivator, that blood obviously only has the effect of increasing the cultivation base and suppressing toxins.

Yi Ning didn't know whether to be annoyed that he manipulated himself with blood, or to thank him for bleeding to save himself. He hates the feeling of being judged between life and death, especially if this person is Yan Xuan.

"What are you doing, it's time to go." Yan Xuan looked up at Yi Ning on the couch and said lightly, the poison must be detoxified first, and his blood can only be suppressed for a while.

Yi Ning was silent and did not reply to his words.

Once again, because of that little warmth, he trusted others, just like he was betrayed by Gong Xiuxian, Yan Xuan was just helping him with a purpose.

He should have known this earlier, but Yi Ning couldn't really hate the hand that Shang Yanxuan stretched out and the broken wound.

He only hated himself for being so greedy for warmth.

Gan Er, who was beside him, already understood, and leaned over excitedly and asked Yan Xuan, "Your Highness, are you going to detoxify Lincheng? Bring Gan Er with you!"

"No." Yan Xuan flatly refused, Gan Er's little face drooped down immediately, looked at Yi Ning aggrievedly, and had another idea: "Honored lord, I can help you protect this human being without mana, That way you can rest assured when you're not here!"

This sentence made Yan Xuan's movements stop, and he raised his eyelids lazily to look at Yi Ning, and said, "Does the Immortal Yi Ning need someone to protect him?"

Yi Ning knew that he did it on purpose, but Yan Xuan seemed to be sulking now, with a prickly tone. Could it be that he was angry just because he didn't drink the blood just now?

Gan Er didn't know the turbulent undercurrent between them. She stared at Yi Ning blankly, hid behind Yan Xuan with her calves trembling, and said tremblingly, "He, he, he is Yi Ning?"

Yi Ning Shangxian these four words, as long as it is a magic cultivator, no one knows it. The legend of slaughtering thousands of demon cultivators with one sword in those days became the shadow of all demon cultivators. In the demon world, Ti Yining's name can scare the children of the demon world into tears.

Gan Er felt that she could stand unsteadily, she turned around and wanted to slip away, but Yan Xuan grabbed the back collar, and she heard the lazy voice of the lord of her family: "What are you running, I suddenly think you are right. , let's go with you."

"My lord, I don't think Shangxian Yi Ning needs me very much..." Gan Er hugged Yan Xuan's thigh with tears in her eyes, but was caught again. This time, Yan Xuan directly threw it to Yi Ning's side.

Yi Ning looked at Yan Xuan, then looked down at Gan Er who was trembling, and said calmly, "You don't have to be afraid, I have no mana anymore."

His voice was low, but inexplicably reassuring. Gan'er blinked her eyes, how could she think that Shangxian Yi Ning was not so scary, and the fragrance on her body seemed to be delicious, Ganer's saliva was about to flow down.

Seeing him showing weakness so meekly, Yan Xuan was not happy at all.

No, Yi Ning is not like that. He should stand at the highest point, always looking down at all beings.

"Let's go." Yan Xuan said in a deep voice, and then instructed Gan Er, "Go and bring the magic chariot over."

Gan Er nodded, and reluctantly left Yi Ning's side, and went outside the hall to bring the magic chariot.

The magic chariot is a chariot drawn by a black horse. It looks like a luxurious carriage in the world, but it can actually travel thousands of miles in a day and is indestructible.

When Yi Ning saw the magic chariot, he suddenly recalled how Yan Xuan was sitting here in the past.

Nine years ago, when Yan Xuan was only sixteen or seventeen years old, Yi Ning was troubled by pestering him every day. One day, he saw from the magic carriage that the curtain of the car was slightly lifted. Yan Xuan lowered his head and took a nap. His eyelashes were thick and slender, and he looked obedient and cute.

At that time, Yi Ning thought, how nice it would be to be a human child.

Seemingly aware of Yi Ning's gaze, Yan Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth like a little devil and smiled at him, and flew over in the next second, the magic mist wrapped around Yi Ning and was split by his sword. .

"Shangxian, what are you doing peeking at me?" The magic fog dissipated, and he heard Yan Xuan leaning beside him and whispering.

Recovering his thoughts, Yi Ning watched Yan Xuan sit opposite him, and a strange feeling lingered in his heart. They even had a day of peaceful coexistence, and even sat in the same passenger car.

"What's wrong?" Yan Xuan asked casually, seeing that Yi Ning's eyes had been falling on him.

"It's nothing." Yi Ning looked out the window, hiding the look in his eyes.

At that moment, he felt that Yan Xuan never really wanted to kill him, whether it was nine years ago or nine years later.

"Do you want something to eat?" Gan Er sat beside Yi Ning, took out a piece of dry food from her storage ring and handed it to Yi Ning.

Yi Ning just wanted to say that he had been inede for many years, but remembered that he has no mana now, so he reached out and took it.

Watching Yi Ning take small bites of food is also a novelty, as if the gods had fallen from the commonplace and were stained with the color of red dust. However, when human beings are trouble, Yan Xuan glanced over gently, took out a snow lotus fruit from the storage ring, and threw it to Yi Ning.

Yi Ning:…

Seeing that he ignored him, Yan Xuan took out all kinds of precious and unusual holy fruit elixir from the storage ring and threw them to Yi Ning together.

Yi Ning finally couldn't help holding Yan Xuan's hand down: "I just need to eat dry food." Why does it feel like Yan Xuan is feeding him.

Yan Xuan looked at the hand on the back of his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and remained silent.

Gan Er looked at the snow lotus fruit with saliva, and said with emotion that her Demon Venerable was still too generous. This is a tribute from other demons in the past, and it is worth a fortune.

"Shangxian, are you hungry, can I have a bite of this..." Gan'er's little hand touched the snow lotus fruit quietly, but was scared away by Yan Xuan's cold eyes.

This is for Yi Ning to eat, he is an ordinary human now, and I will beat you up for grabbing food with him.

Gan Er inexplicably understood the meaning in Yan Xuan's eyes, and with a whimper, she obediently retreated to the corner.

After a while, a round and large snow lotus fruit shook in front of her, Gan Er happily held it, and Yi Ning's cold voice sounded in her ears: "Eat it, thank you for the dry food."

He's always been like this, treating children with tenderness, whether that child is human or a cultivator.

Yan Xuan became inexplicably irritable, knowing that Gan Er would not be allowed to follow.

"thank you too."

Yi Ning lowered his eyelashes and said softly to Yan Xuan.

He is just indifferent, but he knows gratitude. Yi Ning can tell who treats him well.

Yan Xuan's heart trembled slightly, turned his head and said "um" softly. That bit of irritability disappeared in an instant.

The night is getting darker, but the speed of the magic chariot has not decreased at all. It seems that you can feel the city at dawn. Gan Er beside her has already fallen asleep. Yi Ning leaned against the window, trying his best to support his sleepiness.

"Go to sleep," Yan Xuan said lightly, "I want to kill you and you won't survive now."

Yi Ning is naturally aware of this, but he is still reluctant to let his guard down easily. But he took the initiative to mention it, and Yi Ning also wanted to talk to him: "Then why don't you kill me."

"Do you really want to die?" Yan Xuan asked impatiently, why in Yi Ning's heart, he always wanted Yi Ning to die?

Yi Ning was silent for a while, then slowly said, "I don't want to." After a pause, he raised his eyes to look at Yan Xuan, his eyes were full of clear moonlight, "Do you want me?" Do you want me to die?

Yan Xuan's breath stagnated at the sight of such a gaze, she resisted the restless heartbeat, turned her face away, and answered in a very light and indifferent voice, "I don't want to do it for now."

I don't want to think about it right now, do I want to think about it later?

But Yi Ning knew that this might have been a big concession that Yan Xuan could make. After all, the person who once sealed him in the back mountain was Yi Ning. It is fortunate not to hate him.

"Thank you." Yi Ning felt that he had already said thank you to Yan Xuan too many times, but apart from this, he had nothing else to say.

He was using a person he had sealed with his own hands to help him get rid of the traitor and the curse poison. This kind of thing should not have appeared in Yi Ning's life trajectory.

I don't know if it was because of the late night or not, he suddenly wanted to give something back to Yan Xuan to offset the anxiety in his heart at the moment.

"Go to sleep."

"Actually, we can be friends."

When the two of them spoke at the same time, Yan Xuan was stunned, looked at Yi Ning's slightly flushed ears, and asked strangely, "What did you say?"

Yi Ning later realized how stupid he was, how could a demon like Yan Xuan have no friends. Besides, he also sealed him for nine years.

It's just that Yi Ning has no friends, so he feels that this kind of relationship is especially precious.

"It's okay, I..." Yi Ning looked away sadly, but heard Yan Xuan say, "Of course," he suddenly got very close, and said with a dangerous smile.

- "But Shangxian Yi Ning and I, who are all evil and evil cultivators, become friends, don't they lose their reputation."

Too close, they were too close, so close that they could hear their own heartbeats without making a sound. Yi Ning's fingertips curled slightly and whispered, "Thirsty."

"You!" Yan Xuan was suppressed by the Thirst Curse and gritted his teeth bitterly. Sooner or later, he would make Yi Ning unable to speak the word.

Seeing him annoyed, Yi Ning turned his head away, hiding the smile from the corner of his mouth, leaning against the car window and falling asleep.

Knowing that he did it on purpose, Yan Xuan cursed in a low voice and threw his coat on Yi Ning's body.

Sleeping soundly all night, Yi Ning woke up still warm all over. The magic chariot had already stopped inside the city gate, and he didn't know when he entered the city.

"Why didn't you call me?" Yi Ning got up quickly, and there was no sign of Yan Xuan in the chariot.

Gan'er held a piece of cake in her mouth, and said inarticulately: "Your Highness has gone to inquire about the news. He asked you to eat first." After speaking, Gan'er put a few pieces of cake wrapped in greased paper into Yi Ning's hand .

The pancake was still hot, and it was fragrant. Yi Ning pursed his lips. He didn't expect that Yan Xuan would remember breakfast for him.

In the past, Gong Xiuxian would never remember such trivial things, just like the night of the Lantern Festival, he waited for several hours in front of the mountain gate, but only waited for the bright pink lanterns and broken candles.

He didn't understand why even Yan Xuan could care about such trivial things as his breakfast, why Gong Xiuxian couldn't.

In the end, it's still not sincere enough. His master was not new enough to Gong Xiuxian. He sees himself only as an object he owns, possessive, not love.

When he finished eating, the curtain of the magic carriage was pulled open, Yan Xuan's eyes were fixed on Yi Ning, and he said, "Have you finished eating?"

Yi Ning nodded, suddenly feeling a little funny, Yan Xuan was younger than him, but he always liked to speak to him in a commanding tone.

"Well, let's go." Yan Xuan turned to leave, but Yi Ning quickly stopped him and said, "Where are you going?"

Yi Ning's body is the curse poison of the demon race, and the only person who knows this is the people of the demon race. Yan Xuan's eyes skipped the spire of the glazed glass tower that towered into the clouds in the distance, and was shrouded in a cloud of demonic mist that was invisible to the naked eye. , that is the mansion of the city lord of the city. There are people who can detoxify Yi Ning.

His eyes swept across Yi Ning's ear without a trace, there was a strand of hair curled up when he just woke up, and he said lightly, "Go and detoxify you."

"Oh." When Yi Ning got off the chariot and brushed Yan Xuan's side, he suddenly reached out and touched his ear.

Light and fast, like a dragonfly on water, that disobedient strand of hair melted into Yi Ning's waterfall-like ink hair. Yi Ning looked at him suspiciously.

"There are bugs." Yan Xuan dropped such a sentence expressionlessly, turned and walked in front of Yi Ning.

Well, no wonder the places he touched were itchy. Yi Ning thought.