MTL - After Being Betrayed, The Immortal Master Ran Away With The Demon Venerable-Chapter 97 Jian Sui

At first, Yi Ning didn't understand what he meant by compensation. It was not until the two of them returned to Yunqing Mountain, that Yi Ning was pressed on the soft couch, on the futon, or even in the cave of Yunqing Mountain.

This little madman has made it clear that he has gained the sweetness and tastes the essence, and he wants to bully him enough, so that he can be compensated. Often, Yi Ning was so tired that he couldn't lift his strength, so he could only let the other party control him.

Yi Ning didn't expect all this, let alone that there were so many places in Yunqing Mountain that could arouse Yan Xuan's interest.

He sometimes even wondered if this little madman was thinking about where Yunqing Mountain is suitable, where the scenery is better, and where it is more exciting nine years ago.

It really is... Knowing the person, knowing the face but not the heart, the little devil is still a **** embryo.

Yi Ning couldn't bear the unique way of expressing enthusiasm that belonged to a little madman, so at night he would hide in the mountains behind Yunqing Mountain, pretending to be refined.

However, doing this is just to prolong the time, and Yan Xuan will still catch him after all, and maybe he will bully him on the spot.

Anyway, in the eyes of the little madman, this whole mountain is already his world, and he even set up a special formation so that outsiders would not be disturbed.

Yi Ning was angry and funny, so he had to forcibly hold it back, but only when he was ruthless in the middle of the night, would he beg a few times in a low voice. Yan Xuan would be soft-hearted and pamper him, and immediately went to sleep obediently.

The memory was interrupted, Yi Ning looked up at the sky, and it was dusk again. At this time, the little madman should have the energy to come around.

He was really overwhelmed.

Sure enough, before he could figure out where to hide, Yan Xuan caught him at the door of the main hall.

"Where are you going?" Yan Xuan stretched out his arms and hugged Yi Ning familiarly, kissed him on the lips, and started to unbutton his belt with his fingers restlessly.

Yi Ning thought he was going to start again, but just wanted to refuse righteously.

However, Yan Xuan took out a piece of candied fruit and shoved it into Yi Ning's palm with a heavy smile: "Here it is."

Yi Ning relaxed his vigilance, but was slammed by Yan Xuan, and his eyes were lightly covered by his belt.

Another new trick... Yi Ning sighed in his heart.

Blindfolded, he could only see a hazy black shadow, and when he stretched out his hand, he seemed to be able to touch the temperature from the other's fingertips on the candied fruit.

Yi Ning laughed and said, "It's the star fruit again?" Since he praised him for the deliciousness of the star fruit, Yan Xuan has made it again and again.

Yan Xuan made a low "um" sound, it seemed that he was more well-behaved than ever today.

Yi Ning keenly sensed something was wrong in his voice, and whispered, "What are you going to do?" Blindfolded his eyes, but he didn't entangle him as shamelessly as before, so strange.

Just outrageous.

"It's alright," Yan Xuan smiled, gently wrapping his palms around his hands, and as expected, he regained his former dead skin, and deliberately lowered his voice and whispered in his ear, "How about trying to make an altar outside today?"

Yi Ning's face turned red instantly. These days, on the couch, on the tea table, on the chess table, and even on the cave Yanxuan that sealed him before, he could have fun.

Is it because he was being held too much, Yi Ning thought helplessly when he was pushed down.

"What are you going to do?" Yi Ning noticed that his wrist was tied with a soft rope. He frowned slightly, but heard Yan Xuan's faint voice in his ear: "It looks like it's better to bully."

Yi Ning:…

What hobby is this?

But the little madman he taught himself, of course, continues to get used to it.

Yi Ning sighed, but a hand was quietly placed between his brows.

"Shangxian, it's so beautiful, don't frown, don't sigh." Yan Xuan leaned down and kissed his lips gently.

Just touch it a little, and it's a touch away.

Yi Ning felt itchy from being touched by him, although he still felt it was strange, but Yan Xuan always liked to say sweet words, and over time he got used to it.

Besides, his little madman treats him very well, and Yi Ning trusts him completely.

Only this time, after waiting for a long time, Yan Xuan did not intend to touch him.

"Yan Xuan, what are you doing?" Yi Ning was puzzled and wanted to break away from the soft rope, but was trapped by the other party from behind.

Fine. Yi Ning didn't want to move at all.

"Not yet? It's alright to untie the cloth strip." After a long time, Yi Ning finally couldn't hold back his curiosity. Through the black cloth in his eyes, he couldn't see anything clearly. Not letting him use his spiritual power, Yi Ning could only grumble in protest.

Yan Xuan bent down and kissed his forehead, coaxing softly, "Can't wait, Shangxian?"

"I, I didn't..." Yi Ning's ears were so red that the tips of his ears were dripping blood, and he heard Yan Xuan whispering comfortingly: "It's almost ready, just wait a bit."

Just a second.

Yan Xuan looked at his face almost obsessively, and suddenly laughed at himself.

Let me stay with you for a while.

Yi Ning didn't know why, so he just pretended that Yan Xuan arranged some weird surprise for him, resisted the confusion, and waited quietly.

Suddenly, there was a ticking sound, like raindrops falling into a basin. Is it raining, Yi Ning thought.

Yan Xuan tilted his head to look at him, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The ticking sound came from his wrist.

At this rate, one stick of incense should be able to drain all the blood.

However, this formation has never been tried before, I don't know if it will be successful, but as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will gamble and never look back.

Gamblers, isn't that the case?

Melting his whole body's blood into this formation should be enough for Yi Ning to soar.

The blood of half devils can be increased. Unexpectedly, in the end, he could not escape the curse of this blood. Willingly, like a moth to a flame, he sacrificed himself to Yi Ning.

"Yan Xuan, what's the matter with you?" He didn't say anything for too long, but Yi Ning still couldn't hold back his mouth.

Yan Xuan burst out laughing and said, "Why are you so pestering, you keep calling me after a while, afraid that I will leave you behind?"

Where is he pestering people... Yi Ning pursed his lips, looking unhappy.

Seeing him like this, Yan Xuan stretched out his bloodless hand, squeezed his face lightly, and whispered, "Frowning again, you always tell me to listen to you, but you never listen to me."

"That's because you are more presumptuous, and I am not like you." Yi Ning defended himself.

Yan Xuan smiled and said: "Okay, I am arrogant, who made you always accustomed to me."

"...It's also wrong for me to be used to you." Yi Ning said with dissatisfaction, but the next moment, Yan Xuan gently held her in his arms.

"You're right, it's my fault." Yan Xuan suppressed the astringency in his throat and forbeared it before he calmed down and said in a trembling voice, "The immortal punishes me, I can punish me any way I want."

It's his fault, it's all his fault.

His Yi Ning was about to die, and he still neglected him because of Yi Ning's soaring ascension.

However, he was really unwilling.

It took him ten years to achieve this step, but he was still calculated by this **** way of heaven.

I'm so unhappy.

"What am I punishing you for..." Yi Ning turned his face away, his heart softened a bit.

"Yi Ning?" Yan Xuan teased him with a smile.

Yi Ning pretended to be disgusted and said angrily, "What are you doing?" He also said that he was pestering people, and it was clear that Yan Xuan was the most annoying one.

"It's nothing, just suddenly remembered, I don't seem to have ever said that I am happy with you."

Hearing this, Yi Ning's heart skipped a beat, and he coughed lightly, "I already knew that."

Yan Xuan gave a "uh" and said again, "I love you, Yi Ning."

Yi Ning was amused by his repeated gestures, and couldn't help laughing: "I know."

"Just because you know, why don't you tell me you're happy with me?" Yan Xuan seemed to like teasing him very much today.

When Yi Ning discovered this, he didn't want to do what he wanted, so he pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

"Forget it, I don't want to hear it anyway." Yan Xuan lowered his eyelashes, gently adjusted his collar for him, and pretended to say, "Don't please me, I'm not worthy of being like this. Nice people like it."

What about this little bastard, deliberately provoking him?

Yi Ning wanted to laugh a little, but deliberately didn't want to do what he wanted, and said softly, "Okay, then I'm not happy with you."

The fingertips that were arranging his collar trembled fiercely for a moment, Yan Xuan breathed a little, as if all his strength had been taken away by these words, his heart tightened with pain, almost making him want to curl up.

I know, I know he's saying the opposite...

"Okay." Yan Xuan's voice was slightly hoarse.

The formation has been completed, only the last blood altar is left, and he has no reason to stay away.

Yan Xuan pulled out the Duanshe sword from his waist, and suddenly thought to himself, the name was a good one. It turned out that from the very beginning, he was talking about letting him cut off and give up.

The snow-white blade reflected his own face, Yan Xuan chuckled lightly, then reached out and stroked Yining's hair.

Yi Ning wanted to avoid his hand, but heard Yan Xuan laugh lowly.

He once thought about whether he should do everything he can to keep Yi Ning, or even lock up his Yi Ning as Gong Xiuxian Fu Zhuo and the others did, so that his eyes can only look at himself day and night. one person.

But... what should he do.

What should he do, even if he locks it up, he can't keep Yi Ning.

What he loves is always the nosy, self-righteous, aloof and indifferent Yi Ning, Ruo Yi Ning was interrupted, locked in a cage, and looked at him with disgust.

Then is he still the Yi Ning he wants?

What Yan Xuan can do is to give him the best and the best. Although he has nothing to give.

A body of flesh and blood, a layer of skin.

Forget it, the right should send him.

Yi Ning, you must be spotless and unparalleled in the world. I'm too dirty, I can only send you this last journey, the rest of the way, you can go by yourself.

Don't look back.

After an unknown period of time, there was no sound in Yi Ning's ears, and he said strangely, "Yan Xuan, are you still well?"

No one responded.

The gloomy sky began to drift down with snowflakes. This is the first snow of the year, like a thick quilt, covering this vast expanse of heaven and earth, covering up all the dirt, leaving only the holy white.

Yi Ning was a little chilled, raised his head, and a snowflake fell on his forehead.

Beside him, on the blood-soaked altar, the demon spells were painted with blood, and the black-clothed demon cultivator lay quietly beside Yi Ning, holding the snow-white sword spike tightly in his palm.

Already red.

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