Grasping Evil

The famous disciple is the answer from Ning Fan to Yang Gu. //Updated the fastest //.

If you don't like it, you can use it. If it is useful, you can raise it a little.

Even this ambiguous reply made Yang Gu excited, and immediately said goodbye to Ning Fan, and rushed back to Neihai Dan Island.

This is to go, one is to recommend Ning Fan to enter the Dandao as a guest elder.

The second is to invite people, please a large wave of people, many people, to help Ning Fan to kill the Alliance!

The number of people who can ask for it is not necessarily the case. Yang Gu’s popularity is very broad. He is a friend of his easy-going personality. Coupled with some friends of Dandao, I am afraid that this group will play very spectacular.

The story of Yang Gu has come to an end, but the latter matter is to relieve Xu Qiuling of physical dangers.

First of all, the piece of the fallen sword must be taken out.

Secondly, it is necessary to completely solve the hidden dangers of the lack of gold in the life of Xu Qiuling.

After a series of shackles, Ning Fan closed his door and thought about dozens of treatment options, and finally selected three of them.

As soon as he came out of Xuan Cui Palace, Ning Fan went to bliss and went to find Xu Qiu Ling. As a result, the room was empty.

God read and searched, searching for half of the magic island, simply can not find the whereabouts of Xu Qiu Ling.

Ning Fan is secretly surprised. In the flower garden, there is a small sly appearance. The 13-year-old girl is timid and shrinking, and she handed a paper butterfly to Ning Fan.

"Week, Zhou Gongzi, this is Miss, give it to you... Miss lets you go find her..."

The little girl’s words trembled and seemed to be very afraid of Ning Fan.

"You called Xiaolian?"

"Yes, yes..." Xiaoliantou did not dare to carry it.

"Is this paper butterfly stacked?"

"Small, Xiaolian damn, Xiaolian no longer dare..." The girl wowed, pleading for mercy, it seems that the prostitute is not allowed to fold the sound of paper butterflies to prevent leaks.

"Well, don't worry, I don't tell anyone about this. This butterfly is pretty good, good."

Ning Fan patted the head of the small face, folded the paper butterfly, and swept his eyes, immediately cried and laughed, stepped out, and disappeared.

In the distance, only the niece Xiaolian was left, kneeling on the ground, until Ning Fan left, dare to look up, his expression is still afraid.

After the flowers, see Ning Fan has gone, immediately seven or eight small donkeys come to help Xiaolian, each fear.

"Xiao Lian, you are so bold, that week, the son of the sea is the devil of the wild sea, killing countless people, you dare to tell him a whole three words!"

"Fortunately, I heard that he is a big devil of silver wife and daughter, you are not being treated by him."

"It seems that he just touched your head, what kind of prohibition should it plant?"

Several female companions are worried, Xiaolian shook his head, his face was red, and his voice was low.

"I, I think, Zhou Gongzi seems to be not a bad person... He also said that my folded paper butterfly looks good..."

"Oh, Xiaolian girl thinks spring..."

"I think it's Shi Sichun, and the soul is hooked up by Zhou Gongzi."

"Hey..."

"Giggle..."

A group of girls were playing around in the flower path, and they forgot the horror of Ning Fan.

Over the island of Huan Mo, Ning Fan Shen swept away, perceive the playfulness of the nieces, and sighed.

Although the status of this group of prostitutes is low, even the qualifications are low, and they have no time to repair the realm of Jin Dan Yuan Ying, but they are innocent and live a life of mortal life.

Indeed, Ning Fan envied this kind of dull, playful life, but life did not give him a choice.

Among the voiced paper butterflies, there is only one sentence, which is the soft whisper of Xu Qiuling.

"The red face is like a stream of water, and the poor son doesn't think about it..."

This sentence is a small poem made by Xu Qiuling casually. She is really a talented woman.

Her own name is dying, and her heart and Ning Fan play hide and seek, hide, let Ning Fan find.

Poor son doesn't think about it... Is she pity to live a life that is too laborious?

Ning Fan shook his head, and he took Xu Qiu Ling’s self-reading power, the most innocent.

Close your eyes, fingertips pressed on the paper butterfly, through the slight breath of the paper butterfly, Ning Fan perceives the breath remaining in the wind, and chased Xu Qiuling by the silky breath.

Xu Qiu Ling's breath is special. She is immersed in flowers, loves flowers, raises flowers, and has a floral fragrance that breaks into the soul.

Perhaps her past life is a flower...

In the black snow of Huan Mo Hai, a painting floats out of the sea, and only Xu Qiu Ling is alone.

She is very daring, and she is trained as a golden dragon, walking alone in the sea of ​​joy.

It seems to be bold, but in fact, the small paintings are the treasures of a hole in the sky. Once there is an enemy, you can hide into the space of the boat. Under the smoldering, no one can find out where she is hiding.

These are just the safety of the surname, but in fact Xu Xulin is a very surname.

She believes that Ning Fan will come to find her, so she saw Ning Fan only for the first time, she was attracted by Ning Fan's temperament.

She always thought that it was love at first sight, until three years ago, she began to develop a disease, began to coma, and began to make strange dreams.

In her dream, she is a dark blue grass, solitary in a valley, isolated from the world.

No one can walk into her world, she does not need to know anyone's world. She can be alone and can sing alone all day long.

Until that time, within the valley, flying into a white butterfly.

The white is not stained, but it is weak and windy, as if it was affected by wind and rain, half of the butterfly wing, was smashed by the rain temple.

Even so, the butterfly flew reluctantly, refused to admit defeat, and refused to yield.

When the butterfly just flew over the orchid, it couldn't fly anymore, and fell into the flower of the orchid.

The butterfly's breathing gradually weakened and gradually lost its memory, but it was still barely spreading its wings, trying to fly toward the sky.

At this moment, the orchid understood, she understood why the butterfly was injured, because the butterfly was too stupid, trying to fly above the sky with its fragile butterfly wings.

Its butterfly wing was shredded by the hurricane.

"Silly butterfly, there is a fairy world, you are just a little butterfly, why are you so persistent..."

The orchid said the flower language that the butterfly could not hear, just as the orchid could not change the will of the butterfly.

The butterfly fanned the weak body again and again, and fell back to the flower again and again. The orchid finally felt distressed.

She didn't understand why she was distressed. She just saw the dying expression of the butterfly. She couldn't bear it. She wanted to save the butterfly.

"Silly butterfly, take my flower, you can restore your strength."

"Silly butterfly, tear off my petals, you can complete the butterfly wing."

"Silly butterfly, you are too weak, your body is not strong enough, you can't stop the hurricane, I will give you the golden temperament of my life, let your butterfly wing be as strong as a stone, you can block the hurricane..."

"Silly butterfly, why don't you look at me..."

The orchid secretly sprinkled the flower on the butterfly, and added the petals to the butterfly's butterfly wing, giving the butterfly the golden glow of its own life.

The butterfly is no longer pure white, it is half black and is given by orchids.

Her golden gas is not absorbed by the power of the scorpion

Her golden gas, as early as the past, gave a butterfly...

In the end, the butterfly had the power to fly into the sky, but did not know that there was an orchid that saved its surname...

The orchid, in the end, was withered because of the loss of gold.

Until there was a glimpse, the ash that was burnt out by a butterfly fell on the orchids as the wind fell.

At that moment, the heart of the orchid was broken, it seemed like a whimper, and lost the last life...

"A very sad dream... Is it too much for me?" Xu Qiuling sighed.

"That butterfly, where did it go..." Xu Qiuling muttered to herself, her fingertips, folded a paper butterfly.

She loves flowers, she prefers butterflies...

Perhaps, for a long time, a past life, she once fell in love with a butterfly...

Xu Qiuling urged the animation to advance at an incredible speed. The monks and gentlemen who passed the painting passed through the sky, but most of them could not feel the hidden atmosphere of the painting.

She is alone, as if she is wandering and drifting.

But Xu Qiuling believed that Ning Fan came back to find her.

Boom!

In the slight snow, a young man in white and black, following a trace of breath, chased the paintings and fell on the paintings.

He was used to wearing a white dress, but after the enchantment, he symbolized his surname and put a huge black feather in the white coat.

One black and one white, good and evil alternate...

"Private to the sea, it is not a play!" Ning Fan frowned, he killed all the way, even how endless the sea is dangerous, especially the magical sea can not be brought.

In the same year, Yuanyao was ambushed here. Although there is no auction today, the inland sea monks rarely come. Although Xu Qiuling has the treasure of the heavens, it is still dangerous.

At least, Xu Qiuling's body is still sick, not suitable for wind and cold.

When Ning Fan was taken, Xu Qiu Ling was not angry and laughed, because only lonely people understand that some people blame, but it is a kind of happiness. Responsibility is care.

"I'm sorry... some smashed, but I believe, you will come to me!"

Xu Qiu Ling licked the silk, raised his face, and laughed at the orchid.

"Of course I will come to you!" Ning Fan smiled, this Xu Qiuling is really a troublesome woman, second only to Yin Suqiu... No, maybe to some extent, can be tied with Yin Suqiu.

"Do you know the origin of that poem..." Xu Qiu Ling suddenly turned the subject, but urging the animation, galloping in a certain direction.

"Which sentence? I met you, and you have read a lot of poems."

"Poor son doesn't think about it! Know, this is the feeling when I first met you... Poor, um, it's pitiful, not your admiration in your imagination... You are too reluctant, obviously not strong, but want to That Zhao Zi is competing, just for an orchid, worth it..."

Xu Qiuling seems to recall the dream, as if I want to ask the butterfly and butterfly for the bluegrass, you are desperately flying to the sky, worth it...

Lancao never asked this question, but Lancao believes that the butterfly is bound to fly to the sky, there must be a reason, more important than death...

"Your past, I don't ask, because in your past, there is no me..." Xu Qiuling faintly pointed forward and laughed.

"I took you to a place. It was the place where I first slipped out of Huan Devil Island. It was Master who took me. It was a mortal country. When Master used this painting, he took me to see mortals. Life... At that time, I knew, I was not the most bitter person in the world..."

"My physique is too weak to break through the Yuan Ying. I have too few birthdays and will die ten years later. But this is so, I have lived for hundreds of years, isn't it... those mortals, I have suffered from war, plague, natural disasters Torture, but they are still stubborn, even if they are hungry, even if they are fateful, they are still struggling to live..."

"At that time, I understood that people can't choose their own destiny, but they can choose their own attitude. No matter how bitter the scorpion is, you can live with a smile... If you live, just before you die, When you meet someone you like, it is against the world and how to stay..."

Xu Qiuling’s nephew, with a deep affection, looks to Ning Fan, “As long as you dare, I dare!”

"Is it…"

Ning Fan looked at Xu Qiuling with great pity and did not know what to say.

Even the heart that blamed her for going out of the island was gone.

If Xu Qiuling does not meet herself, perhaps this life, she will die alone in her valley.

"Where do you want to go, I will take you there, but you have to promise me. After I have been there, I will go home with me and receive treatment with peace of mind."

"No, we are treating in the country of the mortal, is it good? I like the atmosphere there."

"There are a lot of people there, if someone is trying to get rid of it..."

"With the strength of your big devil, you can't protect me from a bunch of mortals, protect me a weak woman." Xu Qiu Ling flashed his eyes in the eyes.

"...I am not as strong as you think. But if this is your wish, I will try my best to protect you."

Ning Fan shook his head, I don't know why, he is instinctive and does not want to refuse any request from Xu Qiuling.

It’s like a past life, owing her, hurting her...

Xu Qiu Ling’s eyes reveal a hint of happiness. This is the only time she has ever had a surname in her life. She just wants to see if that person will tolerate her surname.

Only this happy color has just risen, even if it is covered with a shy color.

However, seeing Ning Fan stunned Xu Qiu Ling's waist, and hugged it up, stepping on the painting, step by step, and the painting immediately turned into an aurora, flying back to Xu Qiuling's storage bag.

"Why, why?"

For the first time, a man was hugged in such awkward way. Rao was Xu Qiuling’s surname, and it was inevitable that he was shy.

"Your painting is too slow!" Ning Fan flashed a arrogance in his eyes, a pair of huge purple black demon wings, after his own did not come out, under the vibration, the waves smashed the sky, its wings if the clouds of the sky, a shock It is 90,000 miles!

"There is such a fast idling in the world!"

Xu Qiuling stunned.

Dong Xuan gave her paintings, focusing on the concealed, cave-day two magical powers, the speed is not fast, only equivalent to the ordinary yuan infant speed.

And no one brought Xu Qiuling to fly, she herself was separated from the island several times, and she was almost imprisoned in Huan Magic Island for almost a lifetime.

This is the first time that there is a man holding her flying.

The man’s idling speed can reach 90,000 miles. In this whole sea, if you talk about speed and smelt, he can be the first!

Xu Qiuling lay in Ning Fan's arms, staring at Ning Fan's neck, looking at his face, and gradually became crazy.

In the daytime, she saw a butterfly, a butterfly that had never seen her in her previous life, but she held her tight in this life.

"Say, where do you want to go? There is a mortal kingdom in the endless sea?"

"Some, to be precise, it is a semi-mortal country, a small country on the North Sea island. This country was originally established. It is a certain elementary hen to understand the mortal life, 'Hu Fan' Prepare...that is to say, these mortals, who were actually captured by the ancestors of many generations, have never been told that there are other countries in the world, nor have they been told that there are monks in the world. Any monk entering this island will be here. The temperament of the scent is infected, and the mana is self-receiving and living in a hidden name, of course..."

Xu Qiuling said half of it, suddenly sighed,

"Of course, there will be a few monks who see mortals who are weak and deceived, come here to kill people, or come here to avenge their hatred. Such people will be secretly destroyed by several great monks hidden in the mortal island... they are the law and order of this country. Guardians, before the legendary generations, they used to be mortals on this island, so they wanted to protect this country."

Ning Fan’s eyes brightened, and I couldn’t think of this grave-filled grave. Someone would deliberately open up a paradise.

Perhaps there are a lot of monks in this place, tired of repairing the blood of the sea, here is the rest of life. Maybe someone just passed by this place, and after getting enough insight here, they will leave.

Suddenly, Ning Fan seems to understand what it is, looking at Xu Qiu Ling in his arms, revealing the color of gratitude.

"Thank you."

"Thank you?" Xu Qiuling blinked playfully.

"Thank you for your sentence, the poor son doesn't think about it..."

Ning Fan has some sighs, this Xu Qiuling, where is the surname, it is clear that he is too tired to kill himself in the past 20 years, afraid that he will go into flames, take yourself to see some past events, and calm the magic.

This Xu Qiuling, obviously cares about herself, but she does not say, does not invite merit, but only silently.

If you don't pay attention, you may miss it, and you will never know that she has given everything for you.

Looking at Xu Qiuling, Ning Fan suddenly raised a sense of familiarity and always felt that she had seen her.

Where is it…

With the speed of Ning Fan, Xu Qiu Ling guided the direction and soon reached a calm sea.

Just stepping into this sea area, Ning Fan feels an unusual atmosphere, there is no aura in the air of this place, completely unable to cultivate!

There is no spiritual world. Of course, some monks are arranged in a mosaic to simulate the mortal world.

Retaining the dawn, Ning Fan leaned over and looked at the boat.

There are more than ten ships in the sea, and each boat has a boatman to hold the boat. These boatmen are inconspicuous at first glance, but each one reveals the infancy.

When I saw Ning Fan came, immediately, more than ten fishermen got up and looked down on Ning Fan.

"There is a stop! This place is a place for the endless sea monks to refine their hearts. Any monk who enters this place is not allowed to display the light and expose a trace of cultivation. Otherwise, once the mortal people in this place know that there are monks in the world, they will be disrupted. The calm life, Er will be chased by five great monks!"

The reminders of these fishermen reminded Ning Fan that he looked at Xu Qiuling in his arms and shook his head.

"What to do now, with my surname, a place I have never been able to go, if someone is blocked, I will kill it."

"Hey! We can get into the island by boat!"

Xu Qiuling is speechless.

This Ning Fan is really a cultivation madman, fighting madman! I am willing to take him to realize the life of mortals. He also wants to kill and kill here, and he is a idiot!

Seems to see an acquaintance, Xu Qiu Ling pointed in a certain direction, immediately, Ning Fan holding her, landed on one of the sea boats.

The boatman on the boat was a middle-aged man in the middle of the Yuan Ying. He was pumping a dry cigarette bag.

When I saw Xu Qiuling and Ning Fan came, first revealed the color of warning, the body instinct told him that this white-black young man in front of him is very dangerous!

Just seeing Xu Qiuling, the middle-aged man seems to recognize who is coming, and is very confused.

"you are…"

"Wang Bobo! It's me, I am Qiu Ling!"

Xu Qiuling jumped down Ning Fan's arms, a light smile, an elegant smile, and immediately made the simple middle-aged man difficult to feel, and did not know how to put his hands and feet.

"Autumn, it’s you, you are all so big! Cough, become a big girl, have a good relationship, and the four uncles dare not recognize you."

"Of course I will grow up. You know how long it has been since I came to ‘Gu Su’ for the last time! How many years have passed!”

"Oh, it’s been so long... Oh, I’m used to living in a mortal life, not remembering the year, not remembering the year."

Four uncle put down the cigarette bag and carefully looked at Ning Fan. At this moment, it is like watching a prostitute, and the more you look, the more satisfied you are.

"Yes, Qiu Ling's vision, after the birth of the bones is excellent, is the individual...how, this time is to rush 'the Tanabata', come here and love the family?"

“Becoming a pro?” Xu Qiuling’s eyes were wide-eyed, turned his head, and looked at Ning Fan for proof. He asked gently, “Would we like to try?”

"casual…"

Ning Fan has an indifferent tone, his eyes are still in a state of alert, secretly paying attention to more than a dozen yuan infant masters.

Once someone has a look at Xu Qiu Ling, he only needs half interest, killing everyone.

This is the instinct of experience in the **** sea.

Seeing that Ning Fan is so cautious, Xu Qiu Ling sighs softly.

It’s hard to want to relax and relax. It’s great, even if you play with him once.

(third more) (to be continued).