Grasping Evil

Before Ning Fan, all the murderers of the past dynasties had a title, depending on Beidou. The first generation killed the emperor's seal [the wolf], the second generation [the giant gate], the third generation [Lu Cun], the fourth generation [wenqu], the fifth generation [Lian 贞], the sixth generation [Wu Qu], the seven generations [breaking the army].

The seven generations died in the darkness of the deputy hall and others. Ning Fan searched the memory of people such as the sky and saw the scene of the fall of the seven generations.

In the scattered memory picture, the **** world of the Beidou is reflected, and the starry sky is broken.

In the picture, the seven generations of the emperor died on the day of the dead, and the **** world was closed.

In the picture, the Beidou blood community no longer allows others to enter. Only the deputy master of the seven-generation privilege has long blood, and can bring people to enter at a certain time, and will enter the heavenly treasures collected by a strong temple. Give seven generations to take.

In the picture, the seven generations of the emperor smiled and licked the blood and the sky, and the blood grew up one by one, and the expression was respectful.

In the picture, the blood of the sky is dedicated to the poison of the drug for seven generations to take, that is the secret medicine of the scourge, as strong as the seven generations do not repeatedly look at, it is absolutely impossible to see hidden dangers.

The seven generations waited for the blood to be like a child, but he was not suspected of seeing him. When he saw that the drug was really good for the body, he took the poisonous dan, and then he was poisoned, and he was repaired with more than one.

He was the body that would be buried in the earth, repaired to be sealed again, and naturally murdered by the blood of the enemy, but still died at the last moment.

[I have no children in my life, I see you as the most, why are you doing this... why...]

[Originally you are a gangster... You are here to perform the task... You and I have different positions. I can't blame you for betrayal, but I can't stand you hurting the Beidou people! Here is my home! It is also the home of countless descendants of Beidou! This Beidou **** world has the sword guardianship of the holy heavenly sword. It is easy for you to kill me. It is difficult to kill these descendants of Beidou. 】

[The will of Beidou will be passed down from generation to generation. Believe me, you are a curse, you can't kill my Beidou people! You know, there was a kid who promised me, he will take over my will and guard the **** world! I believe in him! He will definitely come! 】

[On the same day, he sent him a jade self-protection. Now it seems that the jade is afraid of no use, or jade is useless. I will change some baby and give it to him. I left him the baby, you, can't get it! 】

Before dying, the seven generations were still convinced that Ning Fan would fulfill his promise and come to succeed him.

I believe him, he will come.

In a simple sentence, it has been circled in the heart of Ning Fan, and it has not been smoothed for a long time.

As for the killing of the emperor, he said that there is a baby to stay, Ning Fan found it, did not find the baby in the broken army star palace to kill the emperor, had to give up.

If you can't find it, you can't find it. Baby, he doesn't really lack it.

The seven-generation grave was built by Ning Fan in the Broken Star Palace. The first level was sewed back into the body, placed in the shackles, and put together in the shackles, or Ning Fan did not use the light to kill the emperor jade, so dust.

There was no burial of the scenery, only a few of the elders who killed the temple, attended the simple funeral of the seven generations.

The thousands of ethnic people in the **** world of the Beidou do not know the death of the seven generations. They have the swordsmanship of the holy swords, and this rebellion did not affect them.

Before the tomb, Ning Fan personally sacrificed a traitor to comfort the soul of the seven generations.

Then he dismissed the elders of the killings, standing alone in the broken and broken army star palace, looking at the land below the Star Palace, the city Guo, the lookouts, the Beidou people.

Ning Fan remembered the years when Beidou asked, and he also had certain feelings for the **** world of Beidou. But the feelings were obviously not as good as those of the past.

After all, he was not really a killer in the temple. After all, he did not have seven generations to kill the emperor for his homeland.

But what he promised will be done. The seven generations are dead, from now on, the Beidou blood world, guarded by him Ning Fan!

"Ningda Shaodi, you... sorrow..." behind him, suddenly came the sound of Yao Qingyun's comfort. She held Ning Fan's hand tightly. The whole eyes were full of worry, and she was worried that Ning Fan would be saddened by the death of the emperor.

Ning Fan glanced and shook his head and chuckled.

Festival?

No need.

For the monk, life and death is a very common thing.

There are a few people who can really live forever. The mortal has a limit on the number of lives, and the immortal has the limit of the size of the day and the robbery, and there are countless life and death crises that need to be faced.

If you are afraid of death, you will not have to repair it.

What Ning Fan cares about is not to kill the emperor, even if he died for the killing of the emperor, it is only to kill the emperor to live more days, after all, it is still dying...

What he regrets is that the killing of the emperor is too painful. An old man who is a dying person is betrayed by a person like a parent. When it is dying, what a bleakness...

"You have not left with other elders?"

"Well, I am a little worried."

"Worry about me? Don't worry, I am not so sad. My friendship with the seven generations is not really deep. I am keeping things between me and him. It is just a promise, just a promise...so I have some sighs. The traitor, really It’s a terrible thing...” Ning Fan smiled and stroked the blue silk of Yao Qingyun, thinking in his mind, but it was the thing that once insulted the purple bucket fairyland, which indirectly led to the destruction of the purple bucket fairyland...

Yao Qingyun had a red face, and after seeing no one left or right, he let Ning Fan continue to touch. She looked up, but she looked at the face of Shangning Ningruo’s deep pool. I don’t know how, I remembered the six-year-old Wang Dongfu. Inside, the scene of two people's madness, at that time, Ning Fan's cockroaches are so deep... So, her shameful face is redder.

The ghost made the difference, and whispered to Ning Fan. "Little guy, I will not betray you."

"Well, of course I know that you will not betray me, your body has always been very honest."

"Would the Ning Da Shaodi want to come to my Dongfu to sit and try my honest body?" Yao Qingyun didn't have a good look at Ning Fan, she was serious, and Ning Fan was fighting!

Speaking of it, she still blames Ning Fan for making their relationship public. This matter has spread, how can she look up and behave in front of other elders in the future! Nowadays, the whole killing hall has been spread all over. As an elder, she is a strong-spirited woman. She used to eat young grass, and the overlord hardened the bow, and hardened the Ning Fan, who was still low at that time. I am not ashamed...

Look at this shameful rumor, what it looks like!

However, it is no wonder that she was repaired far higher than Ning Fan, and of course the outsiders would not believe that she was the hard one! Who can think of it, at that time, she wanted to have a poisonous episode, confused and confused, gibberish, let Ning Fan knead... The result was hardened by Ning Fan, she is the victim!

At this moment, I would like to invite Ning Fan to go to Dongfu, but all of them are counter-talking! She has made up her mind, and she will never have any embarrassing behavior with Ning Fan in a short period of time. In the long run, she will not say that she will not be caught in the short-term and rumors.

"Alright. I have been downset recently. I am a little bit bored. I need to release it. I will go to your Dongfu to find you later." Ning Fan glanced at Yao Qingyun and smiled.

"You really want to come? Cough and cough, this is not good, really bad... we... pay attention to the impact!" Yao Qingyun is a serious man.

"Well, in special times, it is really important to pay attention to the influence..."

Ning Fan nodded as if he agreed with Yao Qingyun's point of view.

This made Yao Qingyun breathe a sigh of relief and faintly lost. Think about it too. Seven generations have fallen, eight generations have succeeded, and there are still many things that need to be handled by Ning Fan. Of course, he does not have time to mix with himself. He just laughs and does not really come.

Not coming.

Ning Fan’s strong rise in Dongtian is no longer a small and small fairy. I’m good at Ning Fan. Yao Qingyun’s heart is actually complicated. Some of them are awkward, some suffer from loss, some inferiority... In short, she still doesn’t know, the future How to face Ning Fan.

Do you still want to maintain a * relationship with Ning Fan?

How should she call Ning Fan?

She actually prefers to call Ning Fan a little guy, but Ning Fan, no matter where he is in the temple or who is repairing, can no longer be called as casually...

Once, she was a patriarch, she was an elder, and Ning Fan was a fairy, a disciple.

Today, she is still empty, or the elders, Ning Fan is an ancient strange, is the emperor, is the next eight generations of the emperor...

What's more, she needs to look up to the old blame, the ancient fairy, the fairy king, in the eyes of Ning Fan is simply dust!

Perhaps she and Ning Fan are already two people in the world, and still keep a certain distance...

So, Yao Qingyun took a few minutes and left.

She swears that she has never had such a woman in her life!

It is a pity that the little stunned in her heart that night turned into shame.

This is her cave house!

This is her expensive couch!

Who can tell her that she is just taking a nap on the chaise couch, and how Ning Fan pressed her on her body to peel off her clothes!

"Less... Little Emperor, you... what are you doing! Stop! The impact is not good! Not here, don't touch!"

"Reassure, your niece, Dongfu guard, all in my illusion, no one will know about the night, and there will be no rumors!" Ning Fan a pair of 'I arranged very thoughtful, you just care.' , began to deepen Yao Qingyun.

Yao Qingyun was so shameless that she had seen shamelessly, and had never seen Ning Fan so shameless!

Say good attention to influence!

Say good time and keep a distance with her!

Hey...Ning Fan doesn’t seem to want to keep a distance from her...

I still want to think about something in my mind, but I was quickly made a blank by the impact of the tide. I wanted to be ashamed for a few words, but when I got to my lips, it became a delicate and delicate.

Little shit!

This little guy is as shameless as the year, the same... mighty! Ah... too... too deep...

well! really good!

You have to dial the palace, since you have entered the body of the palace, don't regret it!

Yao Qingyun turned over and changed Ning Fan to hold it down. He licked the silk and sneered. "Little guy, this palace doesn't drain you today, Yao wrote it backwards!"

Ning Fan is satisfied with a smile.

This is the Yao Qingyun he knows, the former one, too strange, too cautious!

Crazy overnight.

The second night is still crazy.

The third night... Yao Qingyun’s physical strength was not defeated, and Ning Fan went out of Dongfu with a clear refreshment. He called Yao Qingyun’s maid to serve Yao Qingyun and smiled and left.

A crazy, venting the negative emotions in Ning Fan's heart, the mood is really much better.

Look at the dark people, the evil people, the killing temple, the ancient emperor... Ning Fan has been able to calmly deal with it, without worry or fear.

Life is very long, why not worry, you can do it!

The sword and the sword, the blood sea corpse, are just commonplace, you can cook it in one pot!

Wu Lao Ba et al. waited on an open space outside Yao Qingyun’s Dongfu, and saw that Ning Fan was finally finished, and each was shocked.

For three days, the master is doing things, but it is really lasting! What is the iron man! This is it!

"The master has a good ability! For three consecutive days, the glory does not fall, Yao's mother must be very satisfied! Admire! The ancient flower master, the small eight served the master! This situation, the small eight wants a poem, that , that... there is an ancient poem saying, there is a little green in the flowers, the head of the master is green, oh, no, not this sentence..." Wu Lao Ba Yi anxious, said the wrong words.

"Stupid tortoises, that is called the flowers in the bushes, the leaves do not touch the body! No culture is terrible!" Zhu Er was too lazy to pay attention to Wu Lao Ba, and put a fart on the back to show shame.

Wu Lao was blown up in eight times, and he was beaten with Zhu Er.

On the side of the crows, the dog screamed, joined the battle circle, and sometimes helped the old man to bite Zhu Eryi, and sometimes helped Zhu Erjun Wu Lao Ba...

Ning Fan shook his head and ignored the three goods. He went to the Minghai Xianwang alone.

I don't know what to talk to in the sea, and then someone took him to the **** prison of the temple.

On the bottom of the blood cell, there is a sword of ancient seals, which is called [戮圣天荒剑].

Ning Fan screened back everyone and went to the **** cell alone. At that time, he was still weak, and he needed to wear congenital ghost face to enter the depths of the blood. Now, you don't have to do anything more. Just relying on his own strength, he will go all the way to the seventh floor of the blood.

The seventh layer is shrouded in a strong blood, and the blood is powerful and unimaginable, and it is shocking.

Ning Fan asked himself all the way, but also killed the Emperor of the Emperor, and his face was suffocating, still feeling a creepy feeling.

It is no wonder that the seventh layer of the **** blood is said to be difficult for the Emperor to enter, and it is not a false statement. At least at this moment, Ning Fan did not dare to enter the body.

In the vagueness, he can feel the boundless blood of the seventh layer, with a very sharp sword. At the moment he stepped into the place, the sword was locked on him, as if he had any change, he would kill him!

Unfortunately, Ning Fan still can't see the shadow of the sword in the blood.

He did not see it with his own eyes, but he heard it from the mouth of five swordsmen.

[You, the seven emperors who chose the seven generations...you, come again...] There is a voice in the boundless blood, talking to Ning Fan!

This is the voice that Ning Fan only heard after using the communication ability of all things. He used to hear it, but no one else can hear it!

"Well, I am coming again, killing the eight generations of the Emperor Ning Fan, and seeing the predecessors." Ning Fan moved to the boundless blood, and chose the sword of the seal to match the previous generation.

[You, can you hear my voice? So, you are... the **** of waste...] The voice is strange.

Don't wait for Ning Fan's words, then the voice is again. [You came here to succeed the eight generations? 】

"Yes." Ning Fan replied.

The descendants of the dynasties of the past dynasties need to first obtain the recognition of the ancient seal sword, and because of this, Ning Fan will come here.

Of course, other young emperors can't communicate directly with the sword of ancient seals. They need to pray for prayer and pray for this sword to be recognized.

Ning Fan does not have to be so, he can talk directly.

[So, are you ready to accept my life's sentiments? The voice asked again.

"Ready."

Ning Fan Yan, kneeling on the ground, eyes flashing green, black hair without wind automatically.

[It is actually... the second world of heaven. The seven generations have really found a monster that is unacceptable... If you are, you may be able to gain insights from other murderers from my life. 】

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

The seventh floor of the **** cell, suddenly a strange heartbeat came out.

The heartbeat echoed the world, and the heartbeat that was triggered by the ancient emperor was very similar, but it was different.

The strange heartbeat of the seventh layer of **** blood is not one, but... dozens!

Under the control of the ancient seal sword, the dozens of heartbeats did not pass the bleeding, only echoed on the seventh floor of the blood.

Only Ning Fan can hear the dozens of heartbeats, only Ning Fan, can detect the terrible heartbeat!

These dozens of heartbeats, all of them are the sage-level heartbeat that the ancient gods can have!

The vast ancient gods swayed here, making Ning Fan's inner madness difficult to stop, and its heartbeat frequency, almost instantly, was assimilated by the opponent's dozens of heartbeats!

[Beidou dust robbery, remnant of the army, the sacred day, the birth of the heavens. The emperor's three thousand seals, the beginning of the seven seals, refining the sky for the palm, turning the palm into the seal. Sweeping the purple fairy, defeating the Northern Emperor, hard to enemies, heavy, and robbing the heavens, killing the temple, ordering the stars, the bloodshed of the sect! 】

[My name is holy, after the second generation, no one knows my name, no one knows, except for being a sword, I have another identity, for the first generation to kill the emperor! 】

[You guarded the battle of killing the temple, I saw it all in my eyes. You, yes! I rarely trust the descendants of the Purple Dou Xian, and you are a rare exception. 】

[The forty-three heartbeats you have heard are the sacred heartbeats that I collected from the battlefields of heaven. Every heartbeat has a legacy of saints. Every generation can kill one. Only one of them can be selected. Comprehension, more than a road collapse. 】

[The seven generations realized the road of the palm of their hand, the six generations realized the magical martial arts, the five generations realized the imperial fairy law, the four generations realized the secret of the gods, the three generations realized the eternal school of the fairy fire, the second generation What is enlightened is the space of the years... You, what you will realize, I am looking forward to it! 】

The seal of the ancient seal, no longer talking to Ning Fan, is to say, Ning Fan did not have the heart to listen.

At the moment, his ears are surrounded by sage-level heartbeats. Every time there is a heartbeat, there will be a scene of **** eyes.

In those pictures, there is one saint and one saint, killing on the battlefield until the war...

Ning Fan strives to maintain inner peace.

At this moment, the sacred heartbeat of the ear is full of faults, but a heartbeat sound is of great benefit to him.

One of the advantages of the succession of the Emperor to kill the emperor is that he can get the reward of the ancient seal sword, and choose a saint's heartbeat to listen to, from which he can get a great insight.

If there is no advantage in succeeding in killing the emperor, Ning Fan will certainly not take these forms, and will not covet the fame of the Eight Dynasties.

Hey!

A sage jumped into the ear, and a picture appeared in Ning Fan’s mind. It was a picture of a saint stepping on the aurora and flying in the sky.

That scene seems to be a very deep third step...

Hey!

Not waiting for Ning Fan to see this trick, another heartbeat squeezed into the ear, making Ning Fan’s mind appear another picture.

In the picture, a sage pops up a fine dust, and it kills an ancient overhaul. The scene is amazing...

Hey!

The picture changes again. It is a saint who exhales a bit of youth and turns out three scenes of immortality...

Hey!

The picture is constantly changing! Every scene has a mysterious story that can't be said, but every scene is very ugly, just to see a little, it will be interrupted by other pictures.

Ning Fan has some understanding, why every Shaodi can only choose one heartbeat to listen to. If you choose more than one, the different screens will switch back and forth, making it impossible for people to see the whole and not be able to understand.

"The Jade of the Sea gives me a word. If you choose one of the heartbeats, you can mark it and apply for a sacred sword to erase other heartbeats. Then you can concentrate on listening to the only heartbeat..."

"Every heartbeat contains the supreme sentiment. Any one can make me strong, but I have something unknown..."

"The sacred heartbeat that I have heard is obviously forty-seven. Why is it that the holy sword tells me that it is forty-three..."

"The four heartbeats that come out are that I misunderstood, or... another reason!"