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Shen Ke turned pale in pain and stared at him bitterly: "You are just a young disciple of Jiang Zhuo'an. How can you know whether Jiang Zhuo'an has a hidden disease?"

"Well..." Yan Qingning pressed harder with her feet, crushing his hands until they were deformed, but her face looked sad: "Of course it's because I like Master very much!"

"I like Master so much. Of course I know everything about Master."

His voice was very soft, with a vague sense of haziness, as if he was about to leave this world at the next moment.

Jiang Zhuo'an was a little flustered for no reason. He wanted to step forward and grab Yan Qingning's hand in exchange for some slight peace of mind.

But...he couldn't touch Yan Qingning.

An invisible force imprisoned his ankles, and his hands were as heavy as lead. He could not move his limbs, and even opening his mouth became a luxury.

He just stood there, silently watching Yan Qingning seriously injure Shen Ke again and again.

"Ha... it is against the ethics for master and disciple to fall in love..." Shen Ke coughed up blood, and his sinister eyes were fixed on Yan Qingning and Jiang Zhuo'an like poisonous snakes: "As long as this news is released, Jiang Zhuo'an, you will become the curse of everyone in the world of cultivation. The presence."

"Until then... what you are praised for..." Before Shen Ke could finish speaking, he was kicked aside by Yan Qingning.

Yan Qingning raised her foot and stepped on the wound on his face, grinding the place until it was bloody and bloody: "It is against ethics for master and disciple to fall in love, but it is love."

Jiang Zhuoan seemed to know what he was going to say next, and subconsciously opened his mouth to stop it, but forgot that he was already controlled by an inexplicable force and could not speak at all.

Yan Qingning lowered her eyes to hide the frustration in her eyes, and continued: "I only said that I like Master, but I didn't say that Master likes me."

Jiang Zhuo'an couldn't help but shake his head in his heart, and his eyes were moistened by the feeling of powerlessness.

No, that's not the case, I do like it, I like you.

Dark demonic aura rose from Yan Qingning's fingertips, and the corrosive demonic aura once again tore open the wounds on Shen Ke's face: "Besides, I am a demon with a vicious nature. Master, he can't wait to kill him directly." How could you like me?"

No, I believe that demons are not all evil, and I believe in you.

The unknown force is still blocking Jiang Zhuoan's movements. Even if he mobilizes all his spiritual power to break through the confinement, it still won't help.

"Ah -" Shen Ke wailed in pain, but still refused to be convinced. Instead, he was smug because he caught Jiang Zhuo'an's fault: "Haha...hahaha...ahhaha..."

"Jiang Zhuo'an, as a model in the world of cultivation, you actually... actually hang out with the demons!"

"How many times do you want me to remind you?" Yan Qingning had trouble on his face, but showed no mercy on his feet, kicking him further away: "I have said that I like Master from the beginning to the end. It was me who had delusions about Master, and Master has never liked me.

I, a demon full of evil, born with evil nature, how can I be worthy of the Immortal Lord Heng'an who is as bright as the bright moon in the world of cultivation? "

He used such force that he kicked Shen Ke until he fainted. However, he himself also lost some strength due to the excessive force, and his head felt dizzy.

"Are you okay?"

Jiang Zhuoan hugged his exhausted body, with deep worry in his cold red phoenix eyes.

Yan Qingning: [Xiaobai, how come your power of confinement failed to control him? 】

[Host, I don’t want this to happen! ] Xiaobai complained aggrievedly: [The target of this mission...he is a life-threatening lunatic! 】

[I obviously used a power far beyond this world to imprison him, but in order to break through the restriction I set up, he used spiritual power to attack his own veins as if he was risking his life. 】

[I can see clearly that he vomited blood in order to break through my restraint. 】

[...What a madman. 】 Yan Qingning responded in agreement, but pursed her lips tightly.

Jiang Zhuoan didn't get a response from him for a long time. He shook his body slightly and asked worriedly: "But you feel unwell?"

Yan Qingning leaned in his arms silently for a while, closing her eyes and feeling the breath coming from Jiang Zhuo'an, which also slightly relieved the fatigue all over her body.

Then, he pushed him away mercilessly.

"Aning..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yan Qingning put his hand to his lips.

The young man's face was pale, and a fragile look appeared on his delicate and beautiful face: "Master, this title is no longer suitable."

"I'm a demon. I'm born evil. Such a gentle name doesn't suit me anymore."

He smiled lightly, and the cold tenderness in his eyes would always make those who wanted to get close feel deeply helpless and desperate.

"Aning, I was wrong..."

The harm he had done to Yan Qingning was so severe that he didn't even know how to remedy it. He could only repeat words over and over again that were of no use at all.

"Jiang Zhuo'an, I am a demon who is full of evil, but I don't know what went wrong with me to end up in a situation where everyone screams for beatings." Yan Qingning's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and all the grievances and hardships were forgotten. He is hidden in the deepest part of the fog.

"But now I know..." He caressed Jiang Zhuo'an's eyebrows. There was no wanton freedom or hysterical despair in his expression. There was only a dead calmness left: "Because I am a demon, because I was born evil. , so even if I haven’t done anything, I am still a bad person, and everyone calls me a beating.”

"No, that's not the case."

Jiang Zhuo'an grabbed his hand and wanted to explain, but suddenly remembered that he once defined young people as evil-natured beings.

"Master!"

Yan Qingning withdrew his hand, stared at him for a while and suddenly laughed out loud: "Not everyone can believe that 'demons are not all evil'. Even you, you only reluctantly admitted it after I reminded you over and over again."

"Because demons are defined as so-called 'evil', my birth was a wrong existence for the world.

But Shen Ke is different. He was born and designated as the head of the Tianshu Sect in the world of cultivation. Everyone will compliment him and flatter him. No matter how many wrong things he does, his origin and status will make people... Spontaneously looking for excuses to absolve him of his guilt. "

"We are different." Yan Qingning took a step back, turned his eyes to the world outside Luohua Peak, sighed, shook his head and said: "All of this is my delusion, it is the side of me that was shocked by the Immortal Lord. I was so mesmerized that I forgot my identity and my responsibilities."

"Now, it's time for everything to get back on track."

Yan Qingning's expression was cold and solemn. He summoned the dark magic sword. An unknown black aura lingered on it. The tip of the sword touched Jiang Zhuo'an's neck.

After all, he kept his hand and only let the magic sword pierce Jiang Zhuoan's left shoulder without damaging any vital parts.

When the magic sword was drawn out, the blood drops burst onto Jiang Zhuoan's eyelids. He blinked and felt his eyes filled with scarlet red.

Yan Qingning sheathed her sword and her voice was cold to the bone: "Jiang Zhuo'an, there was a lot of trouble in the past. Now this sword should be regarded as drawing a line with everything in the past."

"See you later, you and I are enemies."