Chapter 43 Once upon a time

Somehow, when Yi Ning saw these three words, his heart was a little faintly happy.

Although he didn't know what Yan Xuan was going to do in Nankeze, since the head of the family might be in Nankeze, Yi Ning was bound to go here.

In this way, it is possible to meet Yan Xuan.

Yi Ning picked up the look in his eyes and said softly, "Let's go to Nanke Ze."

Gan Er was stuffing the steamed buns into his mouth, when he heard this suddenly, he didn't even care to eat the steamed buns, and said with a happy face: "Really? Let's go to Nanke Ze too, great, I will talk to Zun now. The Lord said..."

"No," Yi Ning held Gan Er's hand and said, "Since he has something he wants to do, I shouldn't bother him. After he finishes, I will meet him naturally."

"That's right, then we'll go after dinner." Gan Er retracted his hand and sat on the bench, thinking that the Lord should be going to kill Fu Zhuo, and if they passed, they might drag the Lord back.

Before Yan Xuan left, he also kept the magic chariot, so that it would be convenient for Yi Ning and the others to find the leader, saving a lot of trouble.

"Good horse, take us to Nanke Ze." Gan Er stroked the black horse's mane and said softly.

The horse snorted and ran quickly. Gan'er sat back in the car and said to Yi Ning, "Shangxian, but still feeling unwell?" The Lord asked her to take good care of Shangxian, and Gan'er would definitely do it.

Yi Ning reached out and touched the back of his neck, as if he could recall the feeling of Yan Xuan drawing a spell on it, he said strangely: "Since Yan Xuan drew the spell, I feel that the worm seems to have subsided a lot."

"That's natural." Xiaobaiwo nibbled at the chicken leg he had just bought from the roadside in the corner and said, "The person who gave you the Gu is now worse than death, and there is no time to control the Gu insect."

Yi Ning's expression paused for a while, as if he had understood something, and said, "Then the spell can be used to backfire on those who are being guzzled?"

Xiaobai nodded, remembering the spell that Yan Xuan asked him to find, and he shivered for a while before saying, "With Yan Xuan's stubborn nature, this time he must be really angry, and that person can't escape the disaster if he doesn't die. "

Hearing him calling Yan Xuan's name, Gan Er ran over and slapped him, "Call your Lord!"

Xiaobai didn't dare to speak out against her, but only dared to tear down a piece of chicken thigh to vent his anger.

Yi Ning suddenly looked out of the window, unable to tell what it was like - so, Yan Xuan specially found a spell that could counteract, did he avenge him? If it was as Xiaobai said, why didn't Yan Xuan tell him the effect of the spell directly.

Is he testing himself whether he trusts him... or is he afraid of worrying himself.

For no reason, he wanted to see Yan Xuan.

"Shangxian, you and your lord are..." Xiaobai suddenly came over, with a gossip on his face, and said, "How did you meet?"

No one knew that Yan Xuan was sealed by Shangxian Yi Ning, but no one knew what happened that year. How did Yi Ning get to know him, how did he seal Yan Xuan, and why did he let Yan Xuan out in the end?

All Xiao Bai and the others knew was that Yan Xuan seemed to have been pestering Yi Ning nine years ago. Now that Yi Ning is half his own, there must be some reason why Yan Xuan is so kind to him.

Yi Ning was stunned by his question, and he couldn't remember.

After a long while, he spit out a sentence: "I don't know."

Xiaobai sat back in the corner in disappointment and continued to nibble on the chicken legs with relish.

Yi Ning's expression moved slightly, and he began to think about when he knew Yan Xuan.

It seemed that when he had an impression of Yan Xuan nine years ago, Yan Xuan had been following him all the time.

If he went deeper, he only remembered that, probably at the end of the late autumn like now, Yi Ning was in a restaurant looking for news about magic cultivators.

At that time, it was only the second year for him to go down the mountain to clear the trouble.

He was alone, he was already used to this kind of life, but when he first entered the restaurant to pay the bill, a young man with black hair appeared next to him at some point. He walked to the wing room on the second floor without lifting it.

From the beginning to the end, Yi Ning did not look at him.

But Yi Ning felt that he had seen himself.

Yi Ning looked at his slightly thin back, and a strange feeling came to his heart. At that time, he only thought that the child behaved strangely and had a unique personality, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Your wing, on the second floor."

After taking the sign handed by the boss, Yi Ning moved in.

During the day, everything was as usual, but that night, he felt a tightness in his chest, as if he was being pressed by someone, like a demon who came to claim his life. But he couldn't wake up, couldn't even open his eyes. Suddenly don't know if it was a spell or a dream.

"Yi Ning..." He heard someone whisper his name, and his tone was a little dazed.

Yi Ning reined in his breath, used the power to the palm of his hand, and forcibly broke the opponent's oppression. The moment he opened his eyes, he pulled out the sword beside him.

But when he saw it clearly, the hand holding the sword stopped in the air.

The skinny boy curled up on top of him, with his black hair scattered behind his ears, he hugged him carefully, as if he was absorbing the last bit of warmth, and whispered his name softly: "Yining...Yining."

After only being stunned for a moment, Yi Ning quickly regained his senses. He noticed the thick and terrifying demonic energy on the other party's body, which was completely different from what he saw in the daytime.

He is not a man, he is a devil. Yi Ning said to himself.

Yi Ning waved his sword out without thinking about it. The young man reacted very quickly, almost instantly reaching out to hold his blade, blood dripping down, but he seemed to be unaware, staring at Yi Ning and said: "You're going to kill me?"

When it comes to magic cultivators, Yi Ning never said a word of nonsense.

But when he looked into the boy's eyes, he saw an unbelievable look from inside, as if something shocking happened to Yi Ning when he drew his sword.

Yi Ning didn't understand.

Blood ran down the blade, slowly reaching the tip of the sword, and finally fell on the crimson quilt, like a teardrop.

Seeing that he hadn't responded for a long time, the young man smiled mockingly, "Really, I don't remember." I don't know if he was laughing at Yi Ning or at himself.

His words were endless, and Yi Ning didn't want to talk to him, so he pulled out his sword, the blade ripped open his palm, and blood splashed through the bedding.

The young man suddenly held down Yi Ning, the magic mist wrapped around his hand, and grabbed his throat with little strength, only suffocating Yi Ning for a moment.

I wanted to kill him, but never killed him.

Yi Ning's pupils shrank slightly, and he raised his sword to stab into his body, but the young man suddenly let go of his hand and sneered, "You wait."

The next moment, the magic fog confused Yi Ning's eyes, and when the magic fog dissipated, the boy was already gone.

Since then, Yi Ning has been completely entangled by this little devil, no matter where he goes, he will always see the figure of the young man.

Later, he knew the boy's name.

Yan Xuan.

Memories unfolded in Yi Ning's mind like a shredded cocoon, and the details that had been ignored by him were now very clear.

The pair of eyes that often carried hatred, the pair of hands that wanted to kill him but never gave up.

It was as if they had known each other long before that.

But Yi Ning couldn't imagine when he knew such a magic cultivator.

"Shangxian, Shangxian?" Gan'er waved her small hand in front of his eyes and said, "Is it because you are not feeling well?"

The expression on Yi Ning's face at this time is really not good-looking.

"No," Yi Ning rubbed his forehead and asked, "In the past, did Yan Xuan say how did he know me?"

Gan'er leaned on her small face, pondered for a while, and said, "I didn't say it. There are many things about the lord, and he will never tell us."

Yes, his character.

When he saw Yan Xuan, he could ask again, Yi Ning took a deep breath and raised his head, "Is Nan Keze coming soon?"

Gan Er opened the curtain and asked the dark horse, "Good horse, is Nan Keze coming soon?"

With a neigh, the dark horse could understand human speech.

"It's coming soon!" Gan Er sat back excitedly, shook her feet, and said again, "We've worked hard all the way, and we'll have dinner first when we arrive."

Xiaobai just finished eating the huge chicken leg, and quickly echoed happily: "Yes, I'm hungry too."

Gan Er glanced at him with disgust, and said, "Have you stopped talking all the way, and you still eat, you're going to be fat!"

"I'm not fat! I'm a great general of the Tiger Clan, eat more... What's the matter!"

The two children started bickering again, and Yi Ning pulled them away without knowing whether to laugh or cry, but the chariot stopped suddenly.

The horses stamped their hoofs in place, signaling them to come down.

Yi Ning didn't expect it to be so fast, when he opened the curtain, he frowned at the demonic energy that rushed towards him.

With such a strong demonic energy, this city is by no means only one demon, but... thousands of demons!

As far as he knows, Nanke Ze is not a big city, but now, when he sees it from a distance, the whole city is brightly lit, which is more luxurious than feeling the city.

Gan Er squeezed out behind him, and was also shocked by the scene in front of him.

"Oh my God."

Has this place become the domain of the demons?

Gan'er came back to her senses, and quickly pulled Xiaobai to say: "Quick, give Shangxian a layer of your devilish breath!" Ganer's cultivation base is not deep, and he can't leave devils on people like the Lord. interest. But Xiaobai is different. He is one of the four demon generals, and his strength is second only to Yan Xuanfuzhuo and the others. His demonic breath can be attached to people for three days.

If Yi Ning walked in like this, he might be swallowed alive by the demons inside.

Xiaobai jumped off the demon chariot in a hurry, leaving a trace of his own demon breath on Yi Ning, and then asked Gan Er in a low voice, "Does your lord know if he will kill me?"

"You protect the immortal, and the lord may reward you."

Yi Ning keenly heard their conversation, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiaobai: "It's alright."

Demon breath is the breath that the Demon Race will attach to those who are close to it, belonging to oneself.

Xiaobai thought anxiously, Yan Xuan probably wouldn't punish him, he did this to protect Yi Ning.

The three quickly entered the city. Not only were there no guards at the city gate, but the city gate was even wide open, as if it were always welcoming guests.

As soon as he entered the city, Yi Ning noticed that there were not only many demon cultivators here, but also many human beings mixed in.

Humans and demons live in peace in the same city.

This cognition made Yi Ning a little dazed. Is there really such a place in the world that can make demons abandon their prejudice against each other?

But unfortunately, this prosperous picture that is unfolding in front of me really exists.

There was a voice in his heart that said faintly, it's good here. Here, there will be no more shackles, no prejudice, and no mutual stance between him and Yan Xuan.

Gan Er looked around with novelty, and also sighed: "This is the first time I have seen this kind of place. I don't know who the lord of Nan Keze is."

Just as Yi Ning was about to answer, when he raised his eyes, he happened to bump into a pair of dark and deep eyes in a nearby restaurant.

The man was also stunned. He even forgot to drink the wine in his hand. The graceful woman beside him leaned over and said, "Good brother, let's have another drink."

Yi Ning:  …

His eyes fell on the sign on the restaurant again - "Yinggelou", the corner of his mouth twitched, he turned around and pulled Gan Er, turned his head and left without saying a word.

An exclamation came from the restaurant behind him, and someone in the crowd shouted, "Someone jumped down!"

However, Yi Ning still didn't look back, but he was pulled into his arms after walking a short distance.

"Yi Ning"'s voice was low and seemed a little cautious.

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