Grasping Evil

Cuitang River, a 10-year-old boy, carrying a bamboo basket, walked through.

Jiang Shui reflected his tender face, just his face, no more confusion.

"This is the dream of the glory, nine tangles, the dream is 450 years... the end of the dream, the demon, the scene of the dream, the knot... I will step by step, and finally, stunned, Dan Dan!"

Walking through the river, I walked through the scenes and picked up a memory.

This dream is offset from reality. The fact of the year was that Ning Fan fled in the mountains and, with the familiarity of the mountain road, smashed several sons. The so-called son, the breath attracted the wolf king and died in the wolf.

Perhaps, that is the first time Ning Fan murders... Borrowing a wolf!

Return to Ningjia and turn on the elixir.

The head of the Ning family caressed the short beard, crossed his eyes and ignored the servants.

Into the condensate Bishan to collect medicine, it is a monk, but also dangerous, let the servant die, no matter how good.

When the task was received, a total of 471 people returned, only 97 people.

The return of empty-handed, accounting for 70%. Those who can take drugs have at least several years of medical experience, but this kind of person, but also turned over four or five hundred years of elixir.

But on top of this group of people, there was a 10-year-old boy who actually took 17 strains.

The general manager was slightly surprised, squinting and looking at Ning Fan. He found that this young boy's eyes seemed to be a pool of water, and he could not see the character of this person with his numerous eyes.

"What's your name?"

"Ning Fan,"

"Is this medicine taken?"

"Yes."

"Can you stay in my Ningjia ‘pharmaceutical team?”

"I don't want to."

"Hey! I don't want to?"

The general manager sucked in the air, and the little servant in front of him, facing himself, had no panic, and responded to the flow, and dared to refuse his own request.

It should be noted that for any servant, the drug team is an opportunity to change the fate.

As the general manager, this person has three places each year, and he can choose the person who distinguishes the elixir from the servant and enters the medicine team. Once you enter the drug team, you will be separated from the servant's body. You only need to complete the Ningjia task, and you can eat and eat forever.

Three places have become the reason for countless servants. Such a crowded opportunity, a 10-year-old servant in the district, refused? ! Say no? !

And a 10-year-old boy in the district, standing there, gave the general manager an unfathomable feeling.

Even he himself did not realize that there was a chill of sweat on his head.

"But it, don't want to be unwilling... a psychic medicine, you can exchange 1 or two silver money, 17 strains, 17 two... the old man gives you 20 two, this extra 3 two, you keep, count me kindly, If you figure it out, come to me and join the medicine team..."

"..."

Ning Fan silently put away the money, took the bamboo basket, and left the boxing.

A 10-year-old boy, his eyes are too calm...

In my heart, sigh...

"Pharmaceutical team... I dreamed of joining the team that year, but in January, I was deprived of the pharmacy status by ‘Tiangongzi’ and suppressed...”

"'Tiangongzi', Ningtian! Rumors of this son, favoring Ningqinger, and is the brother of Ningfeng. All the way to suppress me, this person, framed me, sold it to repair and sell it, it is also this person's Do you have an idea?"

"Dream, very mysterious... I can see the memory, I can see more things... other than memory. Is this the power of the fruit?"

Walking out of the prosperous Haining City, a piece of medicine field in the suburbs is the home of Ning Fan.

Dilapidated thatched cottage, is swaying and smoldering

The 9-year-old Ning Gu, holding a long sword, danced dripping. Just seeing Ning Fan come back, Ning is isolated and engraved with a sword, and his face is showing joy.

"Brother, you are back!"

"Well, come back..."

I came back and returned to Wu Guo, who had been away for a long time, though, just a dream.

However, this dream can also be seen as a special 'rebirth', isn't it!

"In reality, I can't give the opportunity to Ning Orphans... but in this dream, I can!"

You want to be dull, I promise you a beautiful show! You want to be rich, I promise you a city, a human king! You want to live forever, I promise you the best way to help you!

Haining's dream, no one can hurt you!

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Nine orphan, 9 years old, faintly found that today's brother is a little different, but he does not understand. He does not understand, Ning Fan in front of him is no longer a servant who can be deceived, but a continually ignoring the ancestors of the Ning family.

"Nothing! Now your Wuwu, you can stop practicing, I teach you, Xianwu!"

"Xianwu?"

"Well, the immortal's refining technique, this technique is called "Gigantic Bones"!"

Ning Fan, 10 years old, is 6 feet tall and thin, but strong!

He sent Ning Lianfa, this wish, the end!

The night is deep, but he stepped into Haining City in a step, in the city under the moon, indifference.

At that time, Ning Feng and his party were smashed by Ning Fan, lost in the mountains, and died in the mouth of the Wolf King.

At that time, Ning Feng’s brother, ‘Tiangongzi’ Ningtian, discovered Ning Fan’s footprint in the tragic death of Ning Feng, and based on this footprint, concluded that Ning Fan was related to this matter.

That night, Ning Fan will enter the city, buy a hundred years of ginseng with the new silver money, and strengthen his muscles for his younger brother.

That night, he would be stopped by a group of guards outside the pharmacy and brought him to see Ningtian!

That night, Ning Tian will ignore him and perform a search for souls.

There is only a little doubt, he still does not know how to escape from that day.

The night is quiet, the last month.

Ning Fan took a step outside the pharmacy. In the dark, seven big men wearing leather jackets walked out from the dark and surrounded them.

"Don't move! Hey, let us go! Heavenly son wants to see you!"

A big man grabbed it with a big hand, as if to crush Ning Fan's small body. But at this moment, there is a hint of irony in the eyes of Ning Fan.

"The guards on the first floor of the vein... It’s no wonder that in the past, you could crush Ning’s shoulder bones... die!”

Ning Fan stepped on the ground, this moment, the entire Haining City is a shock!

The vibration is extremely slight, but it is the result of applying the limits of physical strength.

Like a giant, one foot, will break the ground of half of Haining City!

In addition to the three Jin Dan including Ning's ancestors, no one knows the dramatic changes in Haining!

"Who is it! Which master is breaking into Haining?" The three old figures, all of them in the night sky, are all stunned.

The seven guards, still with sneer, died in a flesh and screamed.

And Ning Fan, has already stepped out in a step, teleport!

Wang Sunge! Ningjia Gongzi can live in the palace!

Ning Fan figure shakes, appears outside the Tianzi Palace, and then flashes, has entered the palace!

On the bed, the 19-year-old Ning Tiangong, is in bed with two son-in-law.

Perceived that Ning Fan entered, Ning Tian glanced.

"Well, servant dressing up? District servants, how can you enter the uterus? Oh, I know, you are Ning Fan, but how can you only have one person, bring you the 'seven guards'?" Ning Tian put down the Jiao The two women who were breathing, wrapped in their robes and got up, not happy.

The seven guards are not going to complete the task, but go to drink wine again...

Hey, when this group of people comes back, they must be punished.

"But, the seven guards are set aside, this son will search for your soul and remember it... rest assured, search your soul, tired you into an idiot, this son will give you a happy..."

"Searching for the soul... by you?"

Ning Fan did not move, only sneered, he was waiting.

When Ningtian searched for the soul, he smashed and fainted his shoulders, and he did not know what happened later.

Searching for the soul, you are not an idiot, then someone will save yourself.

Ning Fan wants to see who saved himself. The mystery of the fruit of Luo Luo, incredible, is clearly his own dream, but can peek into the memory of unexpected things.

Ning Tian’s heart was a glimpse. He didn’t know why, the servants in front of him were so calm.

Outside the palace, a Tsing Yi girl passing by the Tianzi Palace came in.

Ning Qinger!

She heard that Ningtian would torture a servant tonight.

She heard that the servant was related to the dead Ning Feng and others.

She is not stupid, and immediately guesses that she is sneak peek at her own death. The young boy who saved his voice at that time was Ning Fan.

"Tianzi, can you look at Qinger, let go of this person... even if he is only a servant."

Ning Qing's grievances are distinct, but in the eyes, after all, cold and proud.

She saved Ning Fan once, from the drunkard, this is the second time. Only after all, she did not ask Ning Fan’s name, and even did not put this servant into her eyes.

This is her pride as a Ning Jiajiao.

It turned out to be her...

The 10-year-old boy sighed secretly and closed his eyes.

Open your eyes again, but it is cold and cold.

"Ning Tian, ​​today I search for your soul, he will return to Ning's home, take your life, you and... wait!"

When the young boy raised his hand, he suddenly raised a mana that shocked the world.

Under this mana, Ning Tian simply stood unsteadily! I was photographed by a palm to Ning Fan!

He looked blank, frightened, distorted... What level of mana is this!

I can't help myself... I can't help myself!

At this moment, Ning Fan, the eyes are twinkling, like a demon!

"Search for the soul!"

At this moment, the three ancestors of Ning's family turned their faces and went straight to Wang Sunge.

At this moment, Ning Qing's pretty face was eclipsed, the little boy, indifferent to make her tremble.

That is the ruthless after killing people!

"who are you!"

"Ning Fan!"

This voice, in the night sky of Haining, passed down!

On the official road outside the millennium of Haining, a Mai boy, step by step, went west.

This young boy, every step of the way, looks mature.

After six steps, he has changed from a 10-year-old appearance to a 16-year-old.

And the heaven and earth light yin, it seems that between his thoughts, the past six years!

"Sure enough, he..." Ning Fan’s eyes murdered.

The result of the search for the soul... It was Ningfeng who sold his brothers to the repairing day!

This person did what he did. One was to bully himself instead of Ning Feng, and the other was to win the favor of Miss Qing!

"So, the next time I go to Wu Guozhi, it is the moment of death of this person! Who will save him, who will die!"

Dreaming outside.

Tonight, all the monks of Wu Guohai Ningcheng had a nightmare.

Tiangongzi Ningtian, dreaming that he was being searched for by soul, killing, and corpse! Killing him is Ning Fan!

Ningtian Qiwei, dreaming that he was bullied by a junior in the past, killing, that person, called Ning Fan!

The three ancestors of Ningjia, three Jindan, have dreamed of a monk, one foot breaking the Haining ground, a mana horror!

That person, called Ning Fan!

The repair of a city, the same dream... This is simply, incredible!

"Check! Check my Haining Ning family, there can be an enemy, named ... Ning Fan! If there is, immediately with a gift, to this person to apologize, otherwise ... Haining will be destroyed! This dream is a great evil!"

In the dream, Ning Fan was silent, stepping out of Wu State step by step, and going out to Vietnam.

Outside the dream, there is reality in the virtual, this is the most mysterious place of the fruit.

All this, he himself has not realized, and realized, how. Haining, why is he afraid, let Haining’s old stubborns know themselves, and how can they? When you return, no one can stop yourself. Wu Guo, there are many enemies, the blood wash one or two.

Above the official road, his pace is slow, but every step, but it seems to be able to take thousands of feet away.

One day, the time he entered the country was similar.

Enter the East and lock the world, walk through the mountains and rivers, to the hate mountain!

From the hate mountain, Hehuan Zong!

This is a 107-year-old female student and a teenage girl.

That girl is his heart!

Under the moonlight, he jumped and stood up, swayed, and shattered Dan Ding!

A tripod, the light is broken! Erding, Zong Menping! Sanding, mountain river trap!

In the roaring bang, it was a cold voice that resounded through the night sky.

"The deity of Ning Fan, the humiliation of the day, today's hundred times repay! On this mountain, all of them are Ning's one person!"

This voice, the mana is vast, is the peak of Jindan!

In the shaking of the mountains and rivers, countless Acacia maidens have lost their flowers.

Fear, spread in the Acacia.

The sect of the lord, a man and a woman, is playing naked.

During the twitching, the man sweated like a rain, but asked absently.

"Wu’s little girl who stayed in Hehuan Zong seems to have raised a big one, almost it should be..."

"Hey, what are you in a hurry, there is me for you to play, not enough... well, um... hard..."

This is a good time for two people. It is the elders of the ancestral gates, Wu Dongnan, and the Ancestral Hall of the Acacia.

At the moment, when the mountain was shaken, both of them were shocked. As for the southeast of Wu, it was a kind of uncontrollable, shot out and softened.

"Gold... Jin Dan ancestors!"

However, Wu Dongdong’s voice just fell, his head, has nowhere to fly, with a sly, and will die forever!

Blood Splash Brocade!

Warm blood, sprinkled on the face of Yan Jiu, her bare chest, unbelievable looking at the young figure who appeared in front of the bed.

"Before, the seniors were forgiving..."

"Reassured, I will not kill you, Ning Mou said, hatred on the day, a hundred times repayment... On the same day, I will pick up with me, today... This woman repairs, all for me!"

"Yes, yes..." Yu Jiuyou, there is no courage to refuse.

Her eyes trembled, looking at Ning Fan's hand, and screaming at her crisp chest.

Immediately, her painful pear blossoms with rain, but there is a kind of pleasure in the pain, let it, wet...

107 female repairs, one will not let go... except, paper cranes... (to be continued.)