Grasping Evil

Ning Fan stood in the empty courtyard, and the Tanabata past was the beginning of autumn. The leaves in the courtyard fell to the ground, but no one cleaned. .

The twilight gradually sank, and Ning Fan looked up at the sky and watched the fall of a blushing red sink. He understood what was hidden and became increasingly unclear.

He seems to think of the embarrassment of the old devil, to get more sun, so that it will not go into flames.

He seems to think of the tender face of the paper crane.

He seems to recall a scene of blood, the end of all **** seas, standing a high unattainable giant, one step, you can break the seven plums and one city!

He seems to see the sneer of the Neptune, as if there are countless ridiculous voices, ringing in all directions.

kill! kill! kill!

Ning Fan's heart is getting more and more chaotic, this is the fire! He once sneaked into the magic once, walked **, and relied on paper cranes to save.

This time, it is a killing fire. If you kill, you will get deeper and deeper. You will eventually lose your mind!

"Autumn brought me to Gusu, in order to let me not be swallowed up by killing... If I succumb to killing, I will not let her down!"

"I would rather kill people, not because I am eager for blood, but because I am obsessed! I am a demon, but different from other devils!"

call!

In the courtyard, a gust of wind rose and rolled up a fallen leaf.

No killing intentions emerged, he did not kill Gusu, he did not want to give in to kill!

After a long time, the sky gradually dimmed, and Ning Fan opened his eyes to reveal the clear color.

After forcibly suppressing his intentions, his mood improved again.

Outside the house, the sound of the door was just right.

Along with the sound of the door, a gentle Wu Song sounded.

"Is Zhou Gongzi sleeping? My little stone picks up the son's things, and the slaves come back to the son."

Oops!

Ning Fan's sleeves open the door, and a beautiful woman outside the door stands a beautiful woman.

About twenty years old, dressed in burlap clothes, blue silk wrapped in white cloth, graceful and graceful, but sad, like a person who just died in the family.

One hand holds a basket of eggs, and the other hand holds a good sword wrapped in silk.

Seeing that Ning Fan is still standing in the courtyard, the house door is opened by himself. The beautiful woman can't help but think of the rumors of this house haunted, some fear.

Just thinking of his own child taking something, the beautiful woman took courage, and the soft shoes moved into the hospital.

"You are?" Ning Fan said differently.

"The slave, Bai Su, is the mother of the small stone. He listened to the small stone and said that the sword was loaned to him by the son. It is only that the sword is too precious. It is a rare god. The small stone is still young. Once the soldier is lost. The blade is the bankruptcy of the family, and the slaves can not afford to compensate the sword. Therefore, the sword is returned."

I’m trying to calm my expression, but it’s still hard to hide my fear.

Her beauty swept away from the house, and she saw dimly lit, not burning lights, and the cold wind was in the courtyard, and the Ning Fan in front of her eyes was too young and handsome, and the dark road, the Zhou Gongzi who bought the ghost house in front of him, was the demon ghost. What...

Yes, such a good sword, only the legendary monsters and ghosts can be owned, and the mortal swordsman will have such a good sword.

Bai Sufujun had just died of illness for half a year. She still had not withdrawn her filial piety and led a small stone to live alone.

She is quite self-satisfied with her own beauty. If Ning Fan is really a demon, then it is not a big mistake to enter this ghost house at this moment. If it falls into the hands of this demon, it will definitely not be guaranteed.

Ning Fan does not know that he has been suspected of being a demon in the eyes of Bai Su.

Ning Fan didn't even know that this beautiful woman who was wearing a filial piety was worried that her cockroaches would be taken away by him.

"Oh, you are the mother of the little stone... Are you coming back to the sword? The sword is nothing but my useless thing, it is no harm to the small stone, no need to return it..."

Ning Fan shook his head, but after listening to this statement, Bai Su immediately immediately said the color and forgot the fear.

"Zhou Gongzi, this is a bad saying! The son can have this good sword. It must be a swordsman. As a swordsman, how can you see the sword as nothing, how can you give the sword at will! If my husband died early, it is not a swordsman. However, he was once the most famous blacksmith in Gusu, and he has seen many famous swordsmen. My husband once said that the swordsman should be attached to the sword! When there is an imposing manner, the sword is in the person, and the sword is dead!"

Bai Su's words, like a shower of rain and rain, scattered in the heart of Ning Fan.

Originally, Ning Fan couldn't comprehend the sword from the sword. He only felt that something was missing. At this moment, he heard the words of Bai Su, and he seemed to be an epiphany!

"Yes! The reason why I did not condense the sword is that I have lost my attachment to the sword! Swordsman, when obsessed with the sword!"

Ning Fan did not agree with the death of Bai Sujian.

But for the word "attach in the sword", Ning Fan nodded and thought deeply.

Not wrong, there is something on the small stone, it is a obsession and obsession with the sword!

Only because of love, it can be extremely sword!

Only because of the sword, it is extremely good!

Ning Fan's whole body gradually became clear, and exudes a slap in the face of a sturdy sword. This sword, so that the insightful white, immediately red lips, unbelievable.

"Good, strong swords! The slaves have been in Gusu for twenty-nine years, but they have never seen such an amazing sword!"

Originally, Bai Su was only a poor swordsman who did not hesitate to attack the sword.

At this moment, I don’t know where Bai Su is, and Ning Fan is a high-ranking person.

"Sword back!"

Ning Fan looked at Bai Suhuan, and took a photo from the air. He took a huge inspurtive power and took the beautiful woman’s silk sword into his hands.

"The empty space! This is clearly a swordsman with a very high internal strength, the means to display!"

Bai Sumei was shocked, but this shocked, and immediately turned into a quiet blush.

The strength of the ingestion, not only took away the sword, but also passed over her chest, just like a pair of invisible big hands, stunned on top of it.

This is naturally an accident. Ning Fan did not notice that Bai Su could not break such a shameful thing.

Mei Yu looked at Ning Fan's expression of focusing on the sword. Bai Su believes that this swordsman who is extremely sword-sword can't make the next three things.

"That was just an accident... This week, I am afraid that I am a peerless swordsman! If Rufu is not dead, I can see the sword of Zhou Gongzi. I can see the swordsman in the world, and I will laugh at Jiuquan..."

"Wu’s wish for life is to make Xiaoshi a peerless swordsman. If you let Xiaoshi give him a scholarship..."

The beautiful woman looked at Ning Fan and looked at herself and sighed softly.

Ning Fan’s white clothes are the sewing of the fabric she has never seen before. It is a character that is not rich and expensive.

And myself, since the death of the husband, the family has fallen, and there is free money for the children to worship the teacher...

In the eyes of Bai Su, Ning Fan is definitely the best swordsman in Gusu City!

This kind of master, the little stone can't afford it...

After a long time, Ning Fan dissipated the momentum, pulled the silk, and looked at the gleaming sword again, his eyes were different.

When the heart is attached to the sword, he seems to be able to hear the breath of this sword... This is extremely sword!

The rest, just from the transition from the sword to the extreme, you can condense the sword!

Speaking of it, I can successfully understand this step, but also thanks to the reminder of Bai Su.

Ning Fan raised his gaze and said a word.

"Well? The lady hasn't left yet? It's too late, my wife is not dead, staying at Zhou's house, it seems easy to make people gossip?"

"Yes, yes..."

Bai Su secretly dizzy, of course, she knows that it is extremely inappropriate to run into Ning Fan’s home in the middle of the night.

It’s just that she didn’t want to think about men and women before, but she only praised Ning Fan’s swordsmanship and wondered if there was any possibility of letting the little stone worship Ning Fan.

Now Ning Fan reminded me that she reacted, groaning and hesitating, and finally couldn’t open her mouth, sighing and sighing, she would leave.

When I left, I remembered that I also mentioned a basket of eggs. I was here to thank Ning Fan for giving a small stone sword, isn’t it?

"The slaves know that the Zhougongzi family is big and big, don't care about these things, but this basket of eggs is some of the gratitude of the slaves. Thanks to the son who is willing to take the sword from the small stone list... I heard that Mrs. Zhou is suffering from diseases, these eggs can just be Give the lady a supplement."

Bai Su handed the eggs to Ning Fan, and he was decent and well-being.

Ning Fan took the egg and his heart suddenly trembled.

This egg is the affair of the folks in the neighborhood.

It’s a stupid thing to give gifts to people you don’t know in the world.

But in the mortal world, this is just a basic etiquette to express goodwill.

"Thank you..." Ning Fan sighed a little, this kindness, he has not felt it for a long time.

"Oh... the son is really a wonderful person, just a basket of eggs, so thank you."

Bai Su grinned and smiled. Just then, Xu Qiuling woke up and pushed the door out of the house, gently asked.

"Big brother, it's too late, why don't you light up? Hey? Is there a guest?"

Xu Qiuling's three points are weak, seven points of beauty, standing in the night, like a fairy.

When Bai Su saw Xu Qiuling's beauty, he was shocked to be a man of heaven and secretly laughed at himself.

When Zhou Gongzi has such a beautiful wife, how can he move his hands on a ugly woman? I really want more...

"The slave, Bai Su, I have seen Mrs. Zhou. It’s too late in the future. I will go to see you again."

Bai Su once again gave a singer and left.

Xu Qiuling is also a glory. If this white is young, his appearance may not be inferior to himself. After returning to the ceremony, he watched Bai Su, and then looked at Ning Fan's hand-carried egg. Xu Qiu Ling smiled and laughed inexplicably.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Laughter, you will carry a basket of eggs in this week's demon head... This looks like if you are seen by the sea monks, I don't know how many will be shocked."

Gusu City, a rumor that Zhou’s son bought a ghost house, was gradually forgotten after some heated discussions.

The people near the ghost house gradually became familiar with Ning Fan.

They know that this family is a bit strange. During the day, Ning Fan will sit in the yard, open the door and watch the sword.

In the evening, Ning Fan will bring a peerless beauty to go boating on the Su River in Gusu.

However, no one knows that Ning Fan still has nightlife, which is to treat Xu Qiu Ling's medicinal bath all night and night.

Many rumors show that Ning Fan is a swordsman, but no one has ever seen him with a sword.

The children gradually did not come to tease Ning Fan, only the small stone seems to arrive every day, Ning Fan sees the sword, he also looks at the sword, seems to want to steal something.

"Zhou Shu, are you really not a swordsman? I told me, I promise not to tell my mother!" Xiaozhu begged.

"Not..." Ning Fan tells the truth, he is not really a swordsman.

At this moment, the small stones will show the color of disappointment.

As soon as one night arrives, Bai Su will definitely come and take away the small stones that are wrapped around him, and occasionally prepare some wine dishes for Ning Fan to eat.

Therefore, regarding the rumors of Ning Fan, there is only a reputation for hobby.

The white scorpion hooked the widow of the blacksmith, and the night and the beautiful boat, these reputations fell on the head of Ning Fan.

For Ning Fan, the reputation is not over the clouds. For the white, the reputation is so dirty that it is difficult to clean up.

Whether it is going to the Suhe clothing, or going to the market to sell cloth, she will always be pointed.

Ren Baisu explained how to explain, and no one believed that she had thought about not going to Ningfan’s house several times, just to let Xiaoshi learn the sword, and she bite her teeth and endure the stigma.

"This is the mother-in-law..." Ning Fan closed his eyes and said the words that the little stone could not understand.

A month later, Ning Fan seemed to have some understanding from the sword, and took up the sword, and then took out a soft sword of Ziwei.

This sword is also a kind of magic weapon. Compared with the sword, it is less than just a Ling, but it has a lot of changes.

"Zhou Shu, you don't look at the sword? How do you look at the soft sword? Soft, can fight and kill?" asked the little stone confused.

"Of course…"

Ning Fan shakes the soft sword with ease, and the rockery in the courtyard smashes after a slamming sword!

The small stone looked at it, this is the first time he saw Ning Fan’s shot.

A sword, the three high-pitched rockery smashed, this has reached the point of ecstasy!

"Zhou Shu, you, you lied to me, you are clearly a swordsman!" Xiaoshi excited, he is more determined to learn swords with Ning Fan.

"I didn't lie to you, I am not a swordsman. You are a good qualification. Maybe there is a flaw. You will follow my path and understand my words."

Ning Fan shook his head and laughed. The sword, he did not use the slightest mana, but did not use the force of the force, just the heart of the sword, the sword will be condensed.

This is the embryonic form of the sword!

In the first month, Ning Fan only looked at the sword.

In the second month, Ning Fan only looked at the soft sword.

The way of the sword is that it is fierce and fierce, and it is invincible.

The way of soft swords is that it is changeable, soft and difficult.

In the third month, Ning Fan took out more than a hundred pieces of Feijian, and in front of the small stone, he breathed a sigh of relief. The hundred swords suddenly burst into flames. Only a moment later, they were calcined into a handle by three black fires. A long, heavy stone epee!

The little stone looked at him. He felt that Zhou Shu might not be a swordsman, but a legendary sword fairy.

He is becoming more and more obsessed with swordsmanship. At the end of the day, he even squats in Ning Fan’s home, and he can’t drag it. Every time Bai Su has to spend a lot of effort to take this stupid child.

The weather began to get cold. In the fourth month, there was heavy snow in the Gusu. The thatched cottage of the small stone family was crushed by the snow. At the invitation of Xu Qiuling, Bai Su took the child and lived in the village of Ningfan.

Ning Fan robbed the five old people, and the silver in the family was like a mountain. Since he didn’t need Bai Su, he made a face to make money.

She did not want to be blessed by others, and she took all the housework in Zhuang, and Xu Qiu Ling’s white sorrow was no longer rested, her temperament became more and more rosy, and she was accompanied by Bai Su and her sister.

In the fourth month, Ning Fan broke a peach tree in the courtyard and cut a wooden sword.

The little stone didn't understand completely.

Sharp sword, soft sword, heavy epee, what are the advantages of wooden sword?

Can a wooden sword cut people? Can kill the enemy!

If you can, when you are fighting, isn’t everyone taking a wooden sword and dare to charge?

Outside the house, I walked through the lively scene of the champion’s cross-horse tour, and the small stone didn’t even look at it.

People laughed at his obsession with the sword. He laughed and floated his name, worked hard, and was young and old-fashioned.

"What about the champion? The name of the imperial examination, how can a sword be happy and enmity!"

In the city of Gusu, Zhao Dashan was over eighty years old, and he married a 13-year-old beautiful woman. Many villagers went to the public, but the small stones did not marry the team.

People laughed that he was obsessed with swords, and he laughed and indulged in wine.

"The color of wine is vain, and a sword in your hand is real!"

The small stone is still a mortal, but under the influence of Ning Fan, his heart is almost filled with swords.

Only after the experience of growth, he holds a sword, and it is hard to find a defeat in the swordsman.

In the fairy can be broken into the void, rolling waves and clouds!

He has this qualification!

Ning Fan holds a wooden sword and gradually does not stagnate. Even if he dances a wooden sword, it will ignite the smoke.

That is a realm of no success, but not enough...

In the fifth month, Ning Fan had no sword in his hand and pointed it into a sword.

An invisible temperament, condensed in Ning Fan, only the last step, you can call out.

The small stone looked hot, when he saw Ning Fan flexing a finger, the sword gas was vertical, and the 30,000 pounds of boulder were crushed. At that moment, the heart of the little stone rose a kind of fanaticism...

He wants to be a swordsman!

"Zhou Shu, I want to be a swordsman, can you be my master!"

Snapped!

The small stone lingered in front of Ning Fan, but Ning Fan just smiled and shook his head.

"Your kendo qualifications may not be weaker than me. If you worship under my door, you will miss you. You only need to remember my five-month understanding of the sword process, with this sentiment, one person and one sword, all the way to challenge the world. Swordsman, finally, you will find your own kendo."

"You are still too small, there is only a sword in your eyes, there is no life, this is not enough... Gusu is a good place to get along with **, filial piety. This is two remedies, you and the mother are serving each other. One, can extend life for a hundred years. This book is a kendo that leads you to the road, but I have a request, if you are invincible, you can't open this book!"

"When there is a flaw, when you are defeated and defeated in the world, you can open this technique and enter the world of revision. This will be a brand new world with more challenges and satisfying you!"

Ning Fan’s eyes swept over Gusu. He stayed here for five months and it was time to leave. Silver two, the house, are reserved for small stones. Together with the sword, soft sword, epee, and wooden sword of the Wu Jian, they are left to him one by one.

Taking Xu Qiuling, Ning Fan stepped out in a step, and turned into a sword light to disappear.

In this scene, the small stone looked at it, and Bai Su, there was a trace of sentimentality.

"Zhou Gongzi is gone... It turns out that he is not a mortal. It turns out that there are really immortals in this world..."

A huge loss came to my heart, I couldn’t tell, and the road was unknown.

I don’t know what the mood is, just a sigh,

"So good..."

Jianguang flashed, Ning Fan took Xu Qiuling, stepped out of the island to go out to sea, in the deep sea 90,000 feet, waved Jianguang, opened up the sea, leaving a piece of water.

Xu Qiuling’s life-giving spirit has recovered 90% after five months of recuperation.

After you have taken it, you only need to pour in a strong gold gas to cure her!

Ning Fan took a storage bag and took out the dark red trapped sword. His eyes flashed and swallowed.

The fragments are forced into the sea, swallowed by the sword, and between them, their swords are eager to ascend, and their swords of five months of comprehension, at this moment, break through the last layer of the diaphragm!

Sword, condensate!

Without the sword, it is not a real sword repair. With the meaning of the sword, you can use the sword to create a power of 200%!

"Congratulations to the big brother, the sword is perfect! Just, just leave the Gusu, really good... that little stone, you are not prepared to accept it, that white, you are not prepared..."

"The dust has been exhausted!" Ning Fan answered the ground and cut the iron.

A mortal, there should be a mortal life, although he finally gave a small stone a sword to repair the true **, but if the small stone can not reach the realm of mortal invincible, he is not allowed to repair the small stone.

Comprehension is a road of no return, not necessarily suitable for mortals. There are too many bloods here. If you can enjoy the peace of Gusu, why should you fall into the infinite struggle with Ning Fan?

The matter of Gusu was forgotten by Ning Fan.

The most beautiful memories of his life, there used to be only seven plums, and then Luo Yun, now has Gusu.

If possible, he would like to live in Gusu for the rest of his life, but he has reasons to stop.

"Next, I will force a glimpse of the sword, guide you into your fairy veins, and help you refine this power. If all succeeds, you will not only make up for the golden gas, but the repair will surely rise, at least Achieve the half-step of the realm of God!"

"I am a realm, I don't care. If you can't die, if you can continue to accompany you and relieve the fatigue of killing, I will be content..."

Xu Qiuling looked at Ning Fan deeply, and the two of them touched each other. A sword forceed from the palm of Ning Fan and forced into Xu Qiu Ling's body.

In a moment, Xu Qiuling showed the painful color, but he bittered his teeth.

If you can't stand this pain, you will not be qualified to stay with Ning Fan...

What is the pain? Although the orchid was withered, it was not waiting for the return of the butterfly. Even if it came, it was only the gray...

Yeah!

Xu Qiu Ling's silver teeth bite, the pain almost lost consciousness, but he opened his eyes desperately, looking at Ning Fan.

As if looking at Ning Fan, and then suffering again, she does not care.

call!

A growing momentum has begun to take shape in Xu Qiuling.

Everyone asserts that she lives shortly, but she is going to be more proud... to live!

As the life is completed, the realm of repression due to illness begins to increase rapidly.

In the past, Xu Qiuling did not break through the Yuan Ying, but he did not dare. Because of the breakthrough of Yuan Ying, she needed five elements. She was short of gold, she could not bear baby...

But the mana of the years has accumulated in the body, only for this 曰... bloom!

Mana, 5500 A, half step!

"Big brother! I, I..." Xu Qiuling burst into tears with joy.

She finally defeated her life and survived!

In a short while, countless robberies should be transported down, did not enter the bottom of the sea, Ning Fan intended to help Xu Qiu Ling block the robbery, but see Xu Qiu Ling shook his head, smiled lightly.

"No problem... I can! I don't want to be a woman who drags you!" (To be continued.