Grasping Evil

In the living room, the fragrance is fragrant, a spotless holy woman, beautiful and close, bathing in the tub.

The slight mist and steaming make the woman's skin difficult to see.

And this woman, the heart of her mind, has always been difficult to let go.

At this moment, the threshold rang, and the sound of Ning Fan’s laughter came from outside the door.

"Sisi, where are you uncomfortable, can you need the owner to look at you? Oh, there is water, are you taking a shower? I am coming in..."

"and many more!"

Thinking of no evil immediately licked the lips, jumped out of the tub, the mana steamed, the water stains had dried up, and a handful of clothes, one piece of clothing was recruited into the hands, hurriedly replaced.

It seems that because of the confusion, the clothes buckles are wrongly wrong, but it is too late to re-wear, because Ning Fan, has opened the door, and smiles with his face, and come to the door, step by step to approach the innocent.

"Good fragrance, very clean, good... Listen to the paper crane, you are not comfortable, call me to help you cure, but it seems that you want to seduce the owner? Is it a heart disease?"

"do not touch me!"

In the face of the approaching Ning Fan, thinking innocent face slightly nervous, shaking the sleeves, a sword shadow appeared in the palm, pointing to Ning Fan chest, and Ning Fan is holding the footsteps, no longer laughing, his face sighed .

Sure enough, this woman has recovered her memory... no longer the little girl who is stupid with a paper crane and dreams of her own favor.

"Thinking of no evil, you really recovered your memory... Say, what do you want?"

"I want to make baby Dan, if you don't give me... I will kill you!" In the eyes of no evil, there is a hint of cold.

All the memories have been restored. She remembers that she is the young man in front of her eyes. She has destroyed the ancestors and imprisoned them, smothered them, and erased memories.

After losing his memory, he is like a prostitute, respectfully serving this man... This makes you feel innocent and humiliating.

She often restores a trace of memory, and the killing of Ning Fan is even heavier. Even at this moment, Ning Fan laughs and scorns. She can't wait for a sword to smother Ning Fan, but her hand is shaking...

This trembling, did not escape the eyes of Ning Fan. This sword, but the middle of the magic weapon, Ning Fan refining the realm of the realm, already silver bone, this sword, can not hurt Ning Fan one point a minute ... the most let Ning Fan care, is the attitude of thinking without evil. And the reason why he entered the door and laughed, but it was to cover up his inner nervousness...

From the point of view of the heart, Ning Fan is not willing to look at Sisi and re-emerge as an enemy. But it seems that this desire is already a luxury.

"You want to make baby Dan? This is the reason why you helped me in Ningcheng on the same day?" Ning Fan sighed.

"Yes! Otherwise you thought it!"

"Yes, Hua Ying Dan, I just have one more... Ziyin old demon is dead, his Dan, you..."

Ning Fan slightly closed his eyes, took a storage bag, took out a delicate jade box, and threw it to the innocent.

"You have gotten the baby, then, how are you going?"

"Hey, look at the part of Hua Ying Dan, I will let you take a life. From today, we are not owed to each other..." It seems that there is some weakness in thinking.

"You want to go? You don't want to kill me? Don't dare, or, can't bear..." Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the innocent eyes, as if to find traces of thoughts.

"Oh, I am just too lazy to kill you, you have to entangle me again! Otherwise... I will kill you!"

"You, can't kill me..." Ning Fan slammed a bullet and slammed it on the sword of the innocent hand. The long sword trembled and suddenly broke into pieces... the sword was broken and only the body was refining. If the realm breaks through the silver bone, it is possible to do it... One finger breaks the magic weapon of innocence, and Ning Fan takes advantage of it, and will think of it without any evil, and the discovery of the innocent and shocked Ning Fan Huaizhong, she is a master of Jin Dan's peak, even the strength of struggling.

"How can you be so powerful! A year ago, you couldn't stop even my dancing sleeves... And, let me loose! Otherwise..."

"Reassuring, thinking without evil, this hug, not holding you, but thinking... You go, I will not leave you, and will not erase your memory... However, if you dare to disadvantage Ningcheng It is not good for paper cranes. In the future, I will fly for four days in the fairy world, and everyone will know that the Yaochi holy woman has struggled in my arms!"

Ning Fan’s threatening words did not kill him at all, but he listened to his thoughts and ears, but immediately changed his face.

"You dare! If you dare to destroy my deity, I will... I will..."

Thinking of innocence, falling in the arms of Ning Fan, can not break free, but the threat to Ning Fan, is a sad discovery, he has no words at all, can threaten Ning Fan one or two.

The sacred woman of Yaochi must be a holy woman. She can't help but be a bit embarrassed. She said that she had been seen by Ning Fan. It is a hug at the moment. It is a man who touched a finger. It is a big sin...

Unwilling... But even if you restore your memory, you can't think of it, you can't escape his arms.

But at this time, Ning Fan loosened his hand and sat freely on the table, dumped the jade pot and drank the wine.

"Let's go, before I change my mind..."

He turned his back on thinking and innocence, but he felt completely open, but he felt that even if he was facing his own Ning Fan, once he attacked himself, Ning Fan would kill himself and it would be easy.

And she can not kill Ning Fan, nor did she think about the disadvantages of Ning Cheng... She is still Sisi, a thought that has gained the memory of innocence, she will not hurt the paper crane...

She did not expect that she asked for a baby Dan from the hands of Ning Fan, so easily, the original threats did not seem to be used.

And she did not think that Ning Fan's strength far exceeds himself, he will let himself go away... With the strength of Ning Fan, erasing his own memory and re-creating the coffin, it should not be difficult...

She still did not believe, with a wet hair, out of the door, and sure enough, Ning Fan did not stop.

"Why didn't he stop me, don't kill me..." Thinking of innocent feet, vacated, and all the magical repairs in Ningcheng, no one pursued him.

Let this woman go by the moon.

...

After thinking of innocence, Nangong came out from the shadow of the door and looked in to drink Ning Fan.

"Less master, just let this person go, is it appropriate? This person is the **** from the lord, and I Ningcheng, and Qimei, have a **** revenge..."

"The blood of the sea is deep hatred? That is not the case. Her hatred for me is just a plan to destroy the heavens and ruin her. I don't know if she is divided into the lower bounds, what plans are there, and I don't want to know, but I can be sure that it is above four days. The big man, the lower bound of the district is away from Zongmen, but it is a small matter... She has her nameless name, she will not make a radical move, and even according to her personality, she will escape as far as possible, for fear of me. Repent, take it back..." Ning Fan is still drinking.

"Less master, these words are not your heart..." Nangong frowned.

"Haha, nothing beats you! I can't bear to kill her, no... I don't want to kill my thoughts, but I don't want to kill my thoughts... If I erase her memory again, maybe... I will think about it. And wipe it out... So, this woman can't afford the big waves, my enemies are far more terrible than this thought... Nangong, this ten days, I will leave temporarily, after ten days, I will come back. .."

At this moment, Ning Fan put down the wine glass, went out, and disappeared into the night.

Thinking of innocent grievances, it’s good to do so. Next, there are some trivial things that need to be dealt with.

Very cumbersome and difficult to give up.

In the house, Nangong deeply sighed.

"There are not enough cold-blooded...but maybe this is the reason why the Lord has accepted it as a disciple?"

...

In the snow of Qimei City, a young man came alone from the snow.

He is lined with white, black scorpion, black feathers on the black scorpion like a cloak, so that this thin, pale youth, invisible more than a hero.

At the moment when he set foot on the city of Qimei, there were dozens of magic repairs at the gates of the city.

The youthful atmosphere, they can not perceive a trace, even if the young people walked to the city gate, they can only see the youth with the naked eye, can not feel a touch of breath.

Who is this person? ! Is it, Jin Dan old strange? !

These defending moguls are the magic guards that the seven plums and four tribes re-enrolled after the departure of the Three Gods. The momentum is not as good as that of the Three Gods. The timid insight is even worse. Some of them have never seen Jin Dan’s life. strange.

These people are even less likely to know that the old demon brought back the little boy of Qimei.

"Who is here!" Several of the veins of the magic repair, bravely asked.

"Seven plums and less masters Ning Fan..." Ning Fan smiled slightly, and the sleeves swayed, and the breeze gently blew open the swords of the magical repairs, and entered the city.

In the snow, one of the magic repairs, after listening to the name of Ning Fan, immediately sluggish, like ice sculpture!

"It's a ghost, Ning Zun... No, it's the Lord's return! This is my seven-year-old, good and powerful!"

"Oh, scared me, I thought that the coming people are the right way monks who came by the 'sword'... Hey, that individual, but only the spirit, dare to yell at the city owner, really Too unruly..."

The unintentional words of these magical repairs are not very loud, but they can pass through the ears of Ning Fan.

At a glance, Ning Fan suddenly took his footsteps and flashed a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"You just said, someone came to my Qimei City, something troubled..."

"Return to the Lord, it is true. I heard that those people are coming to the head, as if they had any grievances before the city..."

The refining words were not finished, but they saw a thrilling killing in the youth.

There is even more worry in the killing.

His gods swept away, covering thousands of miles, in the city of Qimei, in the Sifan Palace, dozens of arrogant breath, immediately noticed.

Even a few of them are even more daring to dig graves - the grave of a small solitary!

"What people, great courage!"

A cold voice, from the mouth of Ning Fan, with an impossible pressure, a glimpse, in the palace of Sifan, several big men who are ploughing the grave, Qi Qi face white, vomiting blood backwards, face horror.

"This is... Yuan Ying Lao Ge??"

(Third, still owe 10 more, right?)