Quick Wear: The host is beautiful and ruthless

The man's dark hair was tied back, his face was clean and elegant, and his eyes were gentle.

Wearing a green robe, he is immortal.

Like a clear spring in the mountains, the whole body seems to be emitting a kind of indifferent light.

Ling Muchen was slightly surprised. He thought the person who came was a master, but turned out to be a girl with no cultivation.

If he hadn't suddenly noticed a whine mixed in the wind, he might not have been able to spot the girl.

"What do you want from me, girl?"

His gentle voice, like his temperament, leaves no one on guard at all.

Ning Yan held the fox's hand and spread it forward, revealing the weakly breathing cub under the cloak.

"Can it be saved?"

[Host, if you talk like this, people won’t...] take care of you.

Ling Muchen lowered his gaze and frowned slightly.

"Let me take a look." His voice was clear and smooth.

【...What a good man! ] The system was surprised that it didn't care about its host's attitude at all.

The man took the blanket off the back of the chair and spread it on the floor.

Ning Yan stepped forward and put the fox's on the blanket.

Ling Muchen carefully inspected it and came to the conclusion, "It can be saved, but it's more troublesome and will take some time."

Well, it looks like she's here to stay for a while longer.

The man took another look at the girl. The girl who looked cold and cold had such a kind heart.

Ning Yan breathed a sigh of relief, took out a piece of gold and put it on the table, "Thank you, sir, this is your reward."

[Host, Ling Muchen is a monk, so he should give the spirit stone if he wants to give it]

Ning Yan was speechless. How could she, an ordinary person, have such a thing as a spiritual stone? It didn't seem strange.

The elegant man shook his head slightly.

Ning studied for a moment, hesitated for a while and finally changed to the spirit stone.

After Ling Muchen was surprised, he still shook his head and said slowly, "I won't accept payment from you."

If he had discovered the fox first, he would have taken action to treat it.

After saying that, he lowered his head again and transferred spiritual power to the weak little fox.

"..."

What's going on? Has the spirit stone depreciated?Why don’t the people I meet recently want to receive spiritual stones?

There was another chair in the room, and she sat on it directly.

"What's the girl's name?"

"...My surname is Shi."

[Shi and Ning have nothing to do with each other! 】

Ning Yan was too lazy to talk to the system, "I heard that your Qingyu sect disciples came to the town to catch monsters. How long will it take to catch them?"

Ling Muchen didn't think too much, his expression was normal, "It must have been in the past two days, I'm not sure."

Hmm... It seems that Elder Jin and others have left.

She looked at the little fox and then at Ling Muchen.

Finally, the girl got up and walked out of the study. Snow Fox was still waiting on the mountain.

Compared to a monk, Ling Muchen was more like a son from a mortal family. Not only did he plant flowers and plants in his residence, but he also renovated his study and filled the bookshelves with various ancient books.

The small courtyard was located in a remote area of ​​the sect, near the foot of the mountain. She climbed over the wall several times before leaving the sect.

The snow fox was on the mountainside. She looked up and walked slowly.

Suddenly, a white shadow burst into view.

The wind and snow were like blades, and the frost was as white as wisps. He came on the snow, with thousands of mountains and mountains of snow behind him.

The person who came had sharp eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and a pure appearance. The moment he appeared, it seemed that all the scenery in the world was eclipsed.

The system went offline at lightning speed.

Then, Ning Yan's waist tightened.

She was pressed against a big tree. The man's expression was not very good, and his purple eyes were filled with emotions that Ning Yan couldn't understand.

He bent down slightly and looked at her, "Why are you running?"

?

Crazy, when did she run away?

Also, she had used a magic weapon to hide her appearance, but he was still able to recognize her.

Ning Yan tried it, but found that he couldn't break free, and his face suddenly turned cold.

"Let go!" "Why are you running?"

"I say it again, let go!" The girl's tone suddenly became more serious and biting.

The atmosphere tensed instantly.

The purple color in the man's eyes flickered. He had only gone out for a while, but when he came back, he saw an empty room with all his personal belongings gone.

She left on her own initiative.

The moment he came to this conclusion, there was an emotion in his heart that he couldn't explain, like anger or boredom...

Anyway, he went after it without even thinking about it.

The man's eyes moved down and landed on the girl's slender neck.

As long as he exerts a little force...

Swah——

The sharp blade pierced his chest, and bright red blood dripped down the blade in strands, creating bloody flowers on the snow.

Ning Yan's palms were soaked with blood, her face was expressionless, and her beautiful eyes were frozen.

The man looked down and suddenly smiled brightly, as if he was not the one who was stabbed.

He came close again, almost to the girl's ear, "It's not enough, try harder."

"..."

ill!Simply sick!
Ning Yan's eyebrows were stern, his wrist was merciless, the tip of the knife sank a little deeper, and if it moved an inch to the right, it would hit the heart.

hiss--

hurts a little!
The little guy is so cruel!
The man simply hugged the girl and put most of his weight on her.

Ning Yan's cold expression revealed a bit of gritted teeth.

He wants to die, but she still wants to live!
Sure enough, being sealed under the Trace of Forgottenness could be something good.

The girl drew her dagger.

In the ice and snow, the two people hugged each other, the man was handsome and the woman was pretty. This should have been a beautiful scene, but there were large blood stains on their bodies, making this beauty a little more bloody.

[...] So, so cruel!

It thought that the host was already perverted enough, but it didn't expect that there would be something even more perverted.

After a while, the man let go, stared at the girl with his purple eyes, and took a slight step back.

Ning Yan lowered her eyes and saw that the bleeding on the other person's chest had stopped. She was not an impulsive person. For just a moment, she clearly sensed the killing intent emanating from the other person.

He said, "No matter where you go from now on, take me with you."

Ning Yan said with a cold face, "Dream!"

The other party is like a time bomb, and she is not stupid.

He smiled softly, with a strange tenderness in his tone, "It was you who forced me to sign the contract."

This was the first time he took the initiative to mention the contract.

"You are too weak now. Anyone who comes here might kill you."

"I don't want to lose at the hands of others. Rather than die inexplicably because of you, it's better for me to take action first."

This would be considered suicide at best.

The man's purple eyes were gleaming, and the corners of his mouth were raised, "I will give you a chance to choose, either take me with you, or I will kill you."

"Little guy, what do you think?"

He is threatening her!
Ning Yan's eyes were cold, and the temperature around him dropped sharply.

She stared at the man for a long time before squeezing out a few words, "Whatever you want, but remember not to hinder me!"

The girl finally gave in.

Damn it, when she gets stronger she will definitely have a fight with him!
A strong wind blew, and heavy snow fell from the trees.

Ning Yan was caught off guard and got drenched.

The top of my head was cold.

The man had already flashed out of range, and was spotless except for blood stains.

Seeing this, the man's smile became more and more obvious, and his eyebrows and eyes curved.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Yan brushed the snow off his body.

"Yunjin!" he said.

?

The girl continued to remain expressionless.

"My name." The purple-eyed man added.

(End of this chapter)