Chapter 100 Angry

Although Chen Yin already had the apprenticeship of Mo Fazong, Mo Fazong did not stipulate that one disciple could not worship two teachers, so Chen Yin's move was not wrong.

Unfortunately, he found the wrong person.

As if hearing some big joke, Yan Xuan forcibly held back his laughter for a long time, but still couldn't hold back, leaning on Yi Ning's shoulder with a puff and laughing.

Even Yi Ning never thought that there would be someone in the world who dared to apprentice to Yan Xuan. In addition to being surprised, he felt that this person had a unique vision.

Although his little snake is a bit unreliable, his cultivation base is no worse than Mo Fazong's people, and even in the world, there may not be a few people who know more about spells and formations than Yan Xuan.

Seeing that he was laughing so hard that he was about to lose his temper, Chen Yin was not annoyed, but stood in front of him persistently and said, "I will show you my sincerity."

Hearing this, Yan Xuan suddenly stopped smiling, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice sank: "Why should I see your sincerity, do I know you?"

Chen Yin's face was a little frustrated, but he was still reluctant to give up: "Maybe you have forgotten me, but since that day until now, I remember you for dozens of days and nights."

The people around him hissed softly, thinking that they had heard an ambiguous tone, and soon someone started to make trouble.

"Chen Yin turns out to be an infatuated lover!" Someone sarcastically pretended to be suddenly enlightened.

Someone next to him laughed and continued: "This fellow Daoist, you promise him!"

Hearing this sentence, Yi Ning's eyelashes drooped slightly, and a trace of dryness surged in his heart.

Yan Xuan frowned slightly and cursed something in a low voice. He turned around and dragged Yi Ning through the crowd to leave. Behind him, Chen Yin and the little junior sister chased after him, with a posture that they would never give up unless they accepted him as a disciple.

"Trouble." Yan Xuan walked faster with some disgust, and his fingers involuntarily touched the drinking poison on his waist.

Yi Ning was held by him, and naturally felt Yan Xuan's irritability. He looked back, and Chen Yin's eyes were fixed on Yan Xuan, as if he really recognized him.

Do not look.

A voice suddenly came out of Yi Ning's heart, which startled him, and his face turned red.

Yan Xuan tilted his head to look at him, and hooked his finger lightly: "What's wrong?"

"Yes, it's a little hot."

The people around them had already dispersed when they saw that they had left. With so many people, they would not be able to enter Yunqing Mountain today, and it would be late at night when they wanted to come. Yan Xuan took Yi Ning down the mountain to find an inn to rest. Chen Yin and Xiao were behind them. Junior sister followed closely.

Inside the inn.

"Can I break their legs?" Yan Xuan finally couldn't bear it anymore and whispered to Yi Ning.

I just told this idiot several times along the way that he would never accept him as a disciple. But the idiot didn't give up.

Yi Ning raised the teacup, his eyes passed quietly over Chen Yin behind Yan Xuan, his lips pursed slightly, and he said lightly, "No, do you remember what Tiandao told us to come down for?"

Yan Xuan hesitated for a while, lying on the table stretched out his hand to draw a circle on Yi Ning's palm, and after a while, he replied reluctantly, "Help people get over the fate."

"She didn't seem to say who she was." Yi Ning raised the corners of his lips, and his palms were a little itchy. He slowly closed his fingers and held Yan Xuan's hand.

Yan Xuan likes to be held by him like this, and every time he does this, he can't help but want to get close to Yi Ning for a rub.

"Then she didn't say it was Chen Yin." Yan Xuan refused to admit defeat, "I don't accept apprentices, especially I'm an idiot."

"I know." Yi Ning let go of his hand, picked up the teapot and filled Yan Xuan's cup, pushed the cup slowly in front of him, and said, "Then let him retreat, okay?"

Yan Xuan paused, took his cup, and said softly, "Shangxian has another idea?"

Yi Ning answered decisively, "No."

"Then you..." Before Yan Xuan's words could be finished, Yi Ning suddenly grabbed the neckline and pulled him towards the other side. A pair of soft lips were lightly pressed against his lips, and the tip of his tongue was still filled with tea. Xiang, Yan Xuan didn't expect that Yi Ning would be so active, and he didn't even care about Chen Yin at that moment, so he clasped his face and slowly deepened the kiss.

Behind them, Chen Yin was holding a wine glass in his hand, and was stunned in place with the little junior sister, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

"Master, senior brother..." The little junior sister murmured, "I don't think he will accept you as his apprentice."

The wine glass in Chen Yin's hand became tighter and tighter, and after a long while he let go of his hand unwillingly, and sighed: "So it is..."

If he guessed correctly, the person beside Yi Yan should be Yi Ning.

Being defeated by him that day, Chen Yin really wanted to know who the other party was, so he asked Shizun to ask the senior of Ming Guangzong, and finally...

The other party said that it was the husband of Shangxian Yi Ning.

But he didn't believe it, he just thought that Ming Guangzong couldn't find anyone to play, so Qiang An gave Yi Yan the name.

But what he saw today, he was completely unable to deceive himself.

"Yi Ning..." Yan Xuan seemed to be set on fire by this kiss, she couldn't help but clasped his hand and said with bright eyes, "Go upstairs to rest for a while."

Yi Ning glanced at him to know what the little madman was thinking, but when he looked sideways, there was no one on the small table on Chen Yin's side.

It seems to have given up. Yi Ning pulled his hand back from his palm, picked up the teacup casually and sipped, "No, I don't want to rest."

Yan Xuan got up, rather impatiently sat beside Yi Ning and embraced his waist, whispered: "Just take a break, after walking for a long time, it's time to take a nap, right?"

Yi Ning: "...I'm not sleepy."

"You're sleepy." Yan Xuan grabbed his hand involuntarily and whispered in his ear: "Didn't I just get jealous, now my husband compensates you."

Yi Ning: ? ?

When he saw it out, Yi Ning's face burned instantly. Just as he was about to struggle to explain, his waist was pinched gently.

"If you don't go, I'll carry you up, and then it won't be a matter of taking a break." Yan Xuan chuckled and threatened him, as if he was bound to win.

Really...how could you be so happy with such a person in the first place?

Confused and disobedient. But... that's all, whoever told him to like it. Even if it is tossed and turned a thousand times, it is destined.

Yi Ning sighed, pinched his face and said, "Okay, just rest for a while, don't make trouble."

"Okay." The little madman smiled successfully.

afternoon.

"Shangxian, time is precious, don't always rest on the couch." Yan Xuan opened the window, turned leisurely to look at Yi Ning, grabbed the pillow thrown by the other party angrily, smiled and said, "I'll call you It doesn't make sense to wake up and be angry."

It was another pillow that answered him.

Yi Ning felt sore all over. Rao had already ascended to immortality, but he still couldn't stand the other party's torment.

Especially the little madman seems to have changed completely on the couch, and is very curious about every inch of his body, and it always takes a long time to entangle him.

"Don't touch me again this month." Yi Ning gritted his teeth and said, who wouldn't threaten anyone.

When Yan Xuan heard the words, she became obedient, got into Yi Ning's couch, and said aggrieved: "Why, you can touch me but I can't touch you? Shangxian is so unreasonable, I'm going to be angry."

Yi Ning laughed angrily at him, dug him out of the quilt, glared at him and said, "You're still angry, you just agreed to rest for a while, you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Yan Xuan pretended to look at him ignorantly, and then deliberately pursed his lips and said, "I really just rested for a while. At other times, it's not all about you—"

Yi Ning covered his mouth and gritted his teeth: "Don't say it, I'm wrong."

"No, I'm angry, you have to coax me." Yan Xuan whispered.

Yi Ning had never seen such a person who was accustomed to pushing his nose on his face, so he simply stood up and put on his clothes: "Then you are angry, I will go first."

As soon as he moved, before he had time to get out of bed, Yan Xuan rushed up from behind and hugged him, and there was a low muttering voice behind him: "Then I will reluctantly coax you, don't get angry, okay?" He kissed On the back of Yi Ning's neck, he said again, "Because I like you so much, I can't help it."

Yi Ning turned his back to him, his eyelashes trembled slightly, the tips of his ears were so red that blood was about to drip, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Okay." Yi Ning whispered, "I forgive you."

Who made him like him so much.