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

The moment Gong Xiuxian saw Yan Xuan, his eyes flashed slightly, and he looked in the direction where he came down, there must be a master in that room.

"Wait!" Xiaoyu frowned slightly, she knew that Yan Xuan might be wearing a mask to hide her identity, so she didn't call him, but said to Gong Xiuxian: "According to the rules of the ghost market, the one with the highest price gets it, you Are you sure you want to get 10,000 high-grade spirit stones?"

Yan Xuan sneered: "I'll add 10,000, and I want this Fuxian sword." After a pause, he said coldly to Gong Xiuxian, "Add another 10,000 and take your life."

The drinking poison came out of his hand, like an arrow from a string, rushing towards Gong Xiuxian, the other party raised his sword and blocked it, and said coldly: "As expected, it was you who deceived my master and brought him to such a dirty place. !"

"Dirty?" Yan Xuan recalled to drink Poison, caressed the back of the knife with his fingertips, and smiled suddenly, "There is something even more dirty, your blood."

He stabbed towards the deadly place, Gong Xiuxian pulled out his sword to resist dodging, and the tables and chairs in the lobby were smashed to pieces by them.

Gou Qiwen shouted distressedly from the side, "Honorable lord! Venerable lord, these tables and chairs are all first-class. After a while, you will see if you have to compensate me for some losses."

This hairy old cock, Yan Xuan had no time to deal with him, and was determined to kill Gong Xiuxian.

As long as he thought that Gong Xiuxian had been by Yi Ning's side for nine years, that he could see him every day, and could lead him every day, Yan Xuan's anger was burning like a raging fire.

"Master," Gong Xiuxian narrowly avoided his sword, raised his voice and said to the upper room, "Do you want the sword? If you want to protect yourself, why don't you come to me! Master, as long as you return-"

The snow-white blade gleamed coldly, sealing what Gong Xiuxian was about to say.

He raised his head and looked at the upper room, trying to find the shadow of Yi Ning.

The Fuxuan Sword can absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and it is an immortal weapon. He couldn't figure out what the master wanted this sword for. Although he dug out the spiritual core of the master, he did not smash it. After the master listened to him, he returned the spiritual core to the master. .

Then, when he handed the sword to Liu Rugeng and repaid the kindness he had given to the Gong family, he stopped contacting Liu Rugeng, cut off the front line, and only stayed by the master's side.

"Are you worthy?" Yan Xuan said coldly in a voice that could only be heard by each other, "You pushed him out with your own hands, what right do you have to ask him to go back."

Hearing this, Gong Xiuxian set his eyes on Yan Xuan and said, "I'm not worthy, are you worthy of the devil? My master is just using you to leave me out of anger for the time being. Don't you understand?"

No one can easily get Yi Ning's sincerity, and it took Gong Xiuxian nine years to become a small mole in his heart.

And this magic cultivator was sealed by Yi Ning himself, Gong Xiuxian did not believe that Yi Ning would really form a contract with him.

Yan Xuan's pupils shrank slightly, and he uttered a word in a low voice: "Swallow."

The wind of the knife was everywhere, and the poisonous mist was vertical and horizontal, and almost everything around was involved in it. Xiaoyu beside her was taken aback and hurried to a safe place. This is a trick that the Honored Lord never uses easily, and it seems that this time he is really angry.

Seeing this, Gong Xiuxian clenched his sword and took steps to prepare to attack.

The master had taught him renjue before, but he had never been able to learn it. In the end, with the Duanshe sword that Yi Ning gave him, he taught himself to become Liguajue, which was not much inferior to Yi Ning's.

Back then... Master had praised him for it.

Today, I used the Duanshe sword given by my master to end this devil.

"Wait!" When it was about to break out, Yi Ning came down from the upstairs and hurriedly stopped Yan Xuan and said in a low voice: "The Ligua Jue is very powerful, don't be **** him."

In the real fight, Yan Xuan and Gong Xiuxian would definitely lose both.

At that moment, Yi Ning suddenly understood why Gong Xiuxian appeared here.

He is not stalking himself. Rather, it was instigated by others.

Gong Xiuxian wanted a sword that mortals could use, just to give it to the only mortal by his side, Liu Rugeng.

He guessed that Liu Rugeng asked him to buy a sword in name, but in fact, it was very likely that Fu Zhuo was secretly manipulating and wanted to kill Yan Xuan with Gong Xiuxian's hand.

Even if they can't kill them, the two of them will have to fight to the death. And Fu Zhuo can sit and watch the snipe and mussels fight, and his fisherman will gain. After all, Yi Ning's mana was sealed, and the only people in this world who can restrain him now are Gong Xiuxian and Yan Xuan.

Yan Xuan didn't say a word, stretched out his hand to protect him, and didn't mean to restrain himself from drinking poison at all.

"This is Fu Zhuo's trap, don't be arrogant, someone must have tipped off Fu Zhuo to reveal your position, and then brought Gong Xiuxian over to deliberately call you to fight." Yi Ning was worried that he would not listen to him, and said After these words, he said to Gong Xiuxian in a cold voice: "If you want the Fuxuan sword, I will give it to you, but you have to take the Duanshe sword in exchange."

Anyway, he didn't want the Fuxuan sword, and his Guoyun sword was more handy. It's just that the Duanshe sword and the Guoyun sword were originally passed on to him by the sect master. The two swords, like the generals Mo Xie and Longquan Tai'er, were originally a pair of famous swords.

Now seeing him take it out, it is really eye-catching and ruined his good sword.

Gong Xiuxian looked at Yi Ning blankly. He saw that Yi Ning was wearing a mask. Although he looked extremely ugly, he knew that this was his master.

He wanted to tell Master that he now believed that Liu Rugeng tried to frame him. However, looking at Shang Yi Ning's indifferent eyes, he suddenly felt that there was nothing he could do to save him.

Now I can only watch him standing beside Mo Xiu, standing on the opposite side of him, asking him for Duanshe Sword.

"I want Fu Xun." Yan Xuan raised her eyes lightly, staggering away from Yi Ning trying to hold his hand.

Yan Xuan didn't understand, why should he give him the Fuxuan sword. Could it be that just because this might be Fu Zhuo's conspiracy, he has to endure it again and again?

"What do you want that sword for?" Yi Ning knew that he wanted to give it to himself, so he couldn't help but said softly, "I don't want that sword. If you are angry, I will apologize to you later."

He didn't want to apologize. He just wants to be angry.

Yan Xuan looked away, deliberately not listening to him. Yi Ning helplessly reached out and grabbed his wrist and said, "If you are seriously injured, how can I get out of the ghost market by myself."

He is just a waste now, Yan Xuan doesn't think about himself, and he always has to worry about his life and death.

After a long while, Yan Xuan shoved the drinking poison into the wooden platform, Gu Zi sat down beside Xiaoyu, picked up the wine glass and drank it.

Xiaoyu looked at him in astonishment, she thought she would have to fight to the death, but unexpectedly, the man persuaded the Honored Lord with a few words lightly.

Who is this person?

"Gong Xiuxian, would you like to exchange the Duanshe sword for the Fuxuan sword?" Yi Ning said lightly, he just wanted to get the sword back, at least not to use the same pair of swords with Gong Xiuxian.

Gong Xiuxian looked at him deeply, his eyes twinkling.

Is Shizun's move to make a choice between Liu Rugeng and him?

After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Master, I want this sword to repay Liu Rugeng's kindness. Since then, I have never contacted him again. If this is the case, can you forgive me?"

"Would you like to exchange the Duanshe sword for the Fuxuan sword?" Yi Ning didn't want to tell him what he said, so he repeated it again.

Gong Xiuxian said in a trembling voice: "Master, why did you force me to this point, the Duanshe sword is the only thing I can feel you are still with me now, don't you even want to leave this sword to me? "

Only this sword is of extraordinary significance, and it is a pair with Master's sword. Like a marriage contract, a token of love.

He just went astray for a while, but Master didn't even give him the slightest chance.

"Master, please, this disciple has nothing else to ask for. I just want to be with you well after repaying my kindness." Gong Xiuxian knelt abruptly on the ground, fixedly looking at Yi Ning and said, "This disciple has never fallen in love with you. Guo Rugeng, the disciple's heart has always been tied to the master, and unless this heart is cut out, my heart will not change."

The lobby fell into silence because of these remarks, and Yi Ning could feel a cold gaze falling on him.

Yi Ning lowered his eyes, as if he was meeting him for the first time, his eyes were indifferent and unfamiliar, and he wondered: "Do you love him or not, what does it have to do with me?"

Many things are unclear, but Yi Ning knows that there is no place for Gong Xiuxian in his heart.

The moment he stood in front of their lingering bed, his blood was cold.

"Really," Gong Xiuxian knelt on the ground and suddenly laughed miserably, "It turns out that in Master's heart, I am no different from others."

Master, you never loved me, did you?

He didn't dare to ask this sentence, he was afraid that Master's answer would bend his spine, destroy his sanity, and let him go to **** and die on this road to the sky.

Gong Xiuxian put the Duanshe Sword back into the scabbard, raised his eyes to look at Yi Ning, his eyes were like torches, and he said slowly, "This sword was originally given by Master, if Master wants it, take it."

He put Duanshe on the ground, caught Fu Xun who was thrown by Yi Ning, and turned to leave.

Just when he turned back, gloomy bitterness, all kinds of unspeakable things came to his mind, and it was about to wash him down.

He will let Master come back. In any way.

The ghost market auction was over, and after appreciating such a wonderful and ups and downs drama, all the magic cultivators ran very fast, for fear that they would touch someone's bad head and be used to vent their anger.

"How is he?" Yi Ning held the Duanshe sword and looked into the room with guilt, but could only see the hazy shadow covered by the curtain.

Xiaoyu sighed and said, "Although I don't know who you are, but the Lord values ​​you so much, you should persuade him well, even if you have a deep cultivation base, you are still flesh and blood. How can you drink it like this."

Yan Xuan had locked himself in the upper room and drank for almost an hour, and no one was allowed in, even the door was tightly locked.

What should I do... Yi Ning sometimes hates his rather rational character. If he knew this, he just waited for him to fight before stopping him.

"Yan Xuan." Yi Ning called him softly.

Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows slightly, she had never seen anyone dare to call the Honored Lord by his name like that.

In the room, only the sound of the glass and the jug colliding could still be heard.

How can it be good to drink so sullenly. Yi Ning patted the door again and said, "Yan Xuan, stop drinking..."

Other than that, he didn't know what to say. He was stupid and unpleasant from a young age, and he didn't know how to comfort people.

The words in his mind went back and forth, Yi Ning looked at Xiaoyu as if asking for help, and asked in a low voice that only the two of them could hear: "How should I persuade him?"

Xiaoyu is the host of the ghost market, and she can speak better than him.

Sure enough, after a little hesitation, she came up with an idea: "Although the Lord has always been soft and hard, he is different from you. If you say something nice and praise him, maybe he will be happy."

Kua Yanxuan. Yi Ning's face was slightly stiff, and after a long reaction he said, "I, how can I boast."

Seeing him like this, Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing, and said, "How come some people can't speak so well, and they can't praise people?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the tip of Yi Ning's ears turned red, Xiaoyu knew that he was embarrassed, and quickly added: "Our Lord is so handsome and suave, and his appearance is peerless, can you praise him for his good looks?"

Kua Yanxuan is good-looking... He is indeed good-looking, but...

"Come on, it's really going to ruin people after a while." Xiaoyu urged gently.

Yi Ning closed his eyes and gritted his teeth lightly, and said into the room, "Yan Xuan, you—"

no! He can't tell!

"Stupid!" Xiaoyu scolded him in a low voice, and then said, "If I say something, you should learn it, right?"

Yi Ning's face was already red, and he lowered his eyelashes and nodded lightly.

"Respected lord, you are such a handsome and handsome person. Wouldn't it be a waste to drink such a peerless appearance alone, why don't you ask me to come in and drink with you..." Seeing Xiaoyu getting more and more boastful, it seemed that every sentence came from the sincerity. It's almost impossible to stop.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself." Yi Ning covered his face, it was impossible for him to say such a thing in his life.

It sounded like a brothel woman soliciting customers on the street.

He gathered up his courage and said softly, "Yan Xuan, please, let me in, okay?" He remembered that Yan Xuan liked to hear himself beg him the most.

The door opened suddenly, and a hand grabbed him in an instant.

Leaving Xiaoyu messy in the wind, she had known that she would be able to calm down with a single plea, and she was still making up her mind for a long time.