Grasping Evil

"Cao Kang, the guests are coming, you are not taking your descendants quickly, and you are out of this place!" The man named Gong Yi, Su and Cao Kang do not agree, the tone is very rude.

He did not dare to provoke Cao Kang directly. His eyes were on Ning Fan, and he was only a younger generation of Cao Kang. When the sorrow was yin, when he scolded Cao Kang, he secretly shot three swords and Jianguang, attacking Ning Fan Dantian, trying to abolish Ning Fan's several fairy veins and give Cao Kang some lessons.

In the public, killing Ning Fan, I still can't dare, abandon a few Xianmai... Oh, the elders teach the younger generation, the means is over, and nothing wrong, right?

"Hey! Gong Yu! What are you doing, dare to let me roll... bold! What do you do!"

Cao Kang’s eyes were cold, but he hadn’t finished it yet, but he saw Gong’s sneak attack on Ning Fan and immediately became furious.

Although he guessed that Ning Fan was Jin Dan, but he said that he would feel ridiculous and he would not take it seriously.

He had hurt a younger generation of Gong Yu because of his personal grievances. Today, Gong Yu’s shot sneaked on Ning Fan, clearly reflecting the revenge.

If you retaliate against Cao Kang, you will retaliate against Ning Fan, which makes Cao Kang feel embarrassed?

Cao Kang swept away and tried to wipe out the three swords.

Ning Fan asked him to drink alcohol. If he was injured in the reverse, he would not be able to say it.

There is also a way to repair!

Only his palm was about to catch the Jianguang, and the Jianguang was trembled. The road was half-footed, crossing his palm, and stabbing Ningfan again.

This sword light is too strange, even if it is Cao Kang, there is no pre-expectation in advance.

"The sword of the road! You have learned the spiritual sword - the sword of the road! Not good!"

After seeing the Jianqi one-fold, I was about to smash the Ningfan Dantian, and Cao Kang’s face changed. The next moment was a surprise.

That sword is very fast, but Ning Fan shot faster.

The sleeves were scorned, and a breeze was rolled up. The three spirits of the sword were annihilated in the breeze and were taken away.

hiss!

Cao Kang took a cold breath.

Rolling up a breeze, easily take away three spirits of swordsmanship... What is this means!

"Yun Xiaoyou, what are you..."

Cao Kang has not yet reacted, but sees that Ning Fan will step out in one step, slamming his sleeves and three intact Jianguang, flew out of his sleeve.

A flashing, directly on the Gong Yu Dantian, the latter's hundred channels of Xianmai smashed and abolished!

puff!

Gong Yu fell heavily to the ground, coughing up blood, repairing almost a moment to fall back to the first layer!

His eyes were horrified, obviously it was his sword attacking Ning Fan, how could it be bounced back by Ning Fan? This is ridiculous! This method is too ridiculous!

Cao Kang is even more stunned. He had previously guessed that Ning Fan was not bad. At this moment, this scene clearly confirmed the previous conjecture.

Not wrong, Yun Xiaoyou is a high-ranking person. The specific height is not what Cao Kang can know. At least it is a good spirit. It may even be that Cao Kang can't afford it... Jin Dan is strange!

Different from the expressions of the two people, the other brothers were ruined when they saw Gong Yudan, and immediately exclaimed.

"Not good! The fairy vein of Gong deacon is abolished!"

These exclamations just started, and immediately there was a more sturdy voice coming from behind the crowd with anger.

"Whoever, dare to hurt my Gong family, find death!"

A stream of spurs came from, it was actually a Jin Dan old blame, and did not ask the reason to start to Ning Fan.

This person is the middle-aged elder of Zhuqing Palace Jindan, the owner of the Gong family, and the elder of Gong Yu.

When Gong Gong fell to the ground and vomited blood, Xianmai was abolished. This person was angry and his heart was short.

Once again, the person who saw the hand was Ning Fan, and Ning Fan Xiu was the avenue of the district. He did not hesitate to take a storage bag and took out a treasure seal. He then called Ning Fan.

"Gong Elder! This matter is a subtle report, it is not the fault of Yundaoyou!"

Cao Kang was afraid of his heart. He was not afraid of Gong Hao, but he was afraid of Gong Elder. After all, Gong Elder was a golden idiot.

However, seeing Elder Gong did not ask why he attacked Ning Fan, he would subconsciously help Ning Fan to say good things.

Just do not allow him to distinguish, the elder seal of the elders of Gong has already called.

"Who's wrong, I don't care! My family of Gong family can't be bullied by anyone!"

Gong family's style of work is overbearing, you are not overbearing, how can others fear you?

As one of the big families of Zhuqing Palace, Gong’s family is qualified for the line in Penglai Xiandao.

Only this time he is overbearing, it is impossible to find the wrong object. Gong Jia is overbearing, can you have Ning Fan overbearing?

The seal was named Shanhe Yin, but it was a top-grade magic weapon. The elders of Gong had died in the early days of Jindan’s early days, and the power was extremely good.

Cao Kang just guessed that Ning Fan is Jin Dan, but think about it. Even if Ning Fan is really Jin Dan, he was suddenly attacked by the elder Gong, fearing that it is also very fierce...

"roll!"

Ning Fan snorted and slammed his sleeves, and the soft and weak sleeves slammed on the mountains and rivers, but the roar of the collapse of the mountains and rivers, shocked countless monks and eardrums!

Only one hit, the treasure is crushed into gray!

Immediately, Ning Fan swept out his eyes and landed on the elders of Gong. It was like a real gaze, and immediately let the elder Gong be stabbed.

This is how the eyes of the bullying world!

The owner of this eye has always only bullied him, why he was bullied!

On this one's eyes, Elder Gong looked blank and felt only an irresistible power to suppress the whole body. It seems that thousands of heavy peaks are suppressed and cannot be moved.

Dantian had a pain, and it seemed that thousands of blades were smashed. The next moment, Jin Dan suddenly collapsed, his body suddenly shed blood and fell, and the wolf fell to the ground.

In one fell swoop, in the blink of an eye, it fell to the beginning of the spirit!

This is still Ning Fan too lazy to kill, otherwise... he can live!

Cao Kang looked at it!

Who can make a look, crushed Jin Dan!

The elder of Gong, who was cultivated by Jin Dan, did not stand in the qualifications of Ning Fan!

Is this Yunfan little friend, can it be Yuan Ying old blame? !

"Who dares to hurt people in my bamboo green palace!"

The old saying goes well, if you hit a small one, you will come old.

After the elders of Gong were injured, a woman’s resentment came from cold and cold, and the person who made a sound was the master of the palace of Zhuqing Palace, Qingchuchu.

This person's body shape, crisp and high chest, and abundance of hips, is a true woman, but the look is somewhat arrogant.

Gong Yu and Gong Chang, both of whom had swallowed blood and vomited blood, had a bite of silver teeth and a pretty face.

"It's what you did! Who are you, dare to go to my bamboo green palace, and be bold and bold!"

It is impossible to say that the big palace owner shakes his wrist, and a ribbon spurts out and hangs around.

She will not be arrogant with the elders of Gong, and she will not kill herself if she is shot.

After all, Ning Fan can be a grateful Gong elder Jin Dan, afraid that at least it is also a master of the mid-infant, and the magical power must be vast.

These masters, even if they are young and unwilling to offend. But now, as a guest, Zhu Qinggong’s face is greatly damaged. In any case, Ning Fan will be asked first.

At the sight of the Grand Palace, all of them were shot. Cao Kang’s heart was not screaming, even if Ning Fan was Yuan Ying, he could not afford the Grand Palace.

The main palace is the monk of the late Yuan Ying, who is a master of the first class.

That ribbon is the famous magic weapon of the famous - soft silk rope, refining the spider silk of the wild animal snow spider, and even this treasure retains a trace of magic weapon, the magical useless.

Qing Chu Chu once relied on this treasure, a trick to bind a monk after the monk, and kill it!

The heart snorted, and Cao Kang’s heart, Ning Fan feared that it would be fierce.

Even if Ning Fan is a Yuan Ying monk, I want to block this soft rope... difficult!

However, seeing Ning Fan face the shackles of the soft silk rope, do not hide, do not hide, the eyes are disdainful.

The palm of the hand is raised, the void is a little, and the soft silk is trembled. Immediately, the spiritual surname is greatly damaged. Under the counter-attack, the Qingchu Chu feels unstable and the flower is eclipsed.

Her soft silk rope will actually attack the failure?

In the meantime, Ning Fan once again pointed out that the soft silk of the Qing Chu Chu's life-threatening treasure, revealing the fear of the surname of the surname, and the strangeness of the rewinding, and the Qing Chu Chu tied to death.

Soft silk... betrayed? !

Ning Fan’s eyes are disdainful. He is helping the blood of his mother, and he is afraid of him.

Stepping out in one step, appearing in front of Qing Chu Chu, taking his waist and limbs, the palm of his hand smashed on his hips for more than a dozen times.

Hey!

This scene is like an adult who punishes a child for unreasonable trouble.

But the one who was punished was the owner of the bamboo green palace, which was extremely famous in the outer sea. This scene was too unsightly.

Ning Fan did not kill the Qing Chu Chu, but publicly punish his hips, which is more uncomfortable than killing her.

Numerous monks were stunned, and the Qing Chu Chu in the late Yuan Ying, who had no power to fight back, was easily squatted by Ning Fan, and Ning Fan’s strength was terrible.

At this moment, even if Cao Kang is stupid, he will faintly guess that Ning Fan’s true cultivation is sure to be a god.

Unless it is a god, who can easily win a late Yuan Ying?

Even Cao Kang guessed, who would guess it!

When I think of Ning Fan as the ancestor of the gods, countless monks are cold and sweaty.

The gods and ancestors, that is the existence of the bamboo green palace can not afford to live!

Just don't know what level of Ning Fan is...

"Who is you? Why, why is it so humiliating me... Please let me go..." Qing Chuchu was so worried that he fell in the arms of Ning Fan, and immediately went out of his power, and the mana seal, he could only let Ning Fan beat his hips. Frightened and terrified.

She couldn't think of her dreams. Ning Fan was actually a **** ancestor? For the sake of a golden elder, I have offended a **** of blame?

"Chu Chujie, don't be afraid! How about the gods! It is a shame to humiliate the daughter's house in public! I will help you export bad luck!"

A young woman in a green shirt walked lightly and walked out of the crowd, and the beautiful cold and cold swept to Ning Fan.

"Let her go, otherwise, you will pay the price!" The words, the green shirt women issued an ultimatum, dispelling the late stage of the terrorist pressure, the wind swept thousands of miles.

A shot of the storage bag, take out a side of the blue silk 绢 绢, 绢 泛 泛 泛 泛 泛 泛 泛 泛 泛 泛 泛 泛 泛 泛 泛 泛 泛 泛 泛 泛

"The late stage of the gods!"

Some well-known Yuan Ying old monsters screamed out and recognized the cultivation of the women in the green shirt.

Hearing this voice, Cao Kang was messed up.

How come, how come!

How can the old blame in the late stage of the gods appear in the Zhuqing Palace! This is a legendary figure in the sea!

Even if Ning Fan is a god, it is not an opponent in the late stage of God. Above the gods, each level is the difference between heaven and earth. It is difficult to win over the level!

Cao Kang scared the urine, and countless monks scared the urine, but Ning Fan still sneered.

"It’s not finished... I’m not doing anything, don’t you ask why? Zhou is in the world, never threatened, I have to look at it, if I don’t let her, what can you pay me?”

boom!

A strong momentum is scattered, the suffocating red half of the sky, the **** sky.

At this moment, Ning Fan, to solve the concealment, revealing the true content.

This appearance is the nightmare of all the monks in the endless sea, and now in the open sea, no one knows!

"Zhou, Zhou Ming! Yundaoyou, you turned out to be... Mingzun!"

Cao Kang was at a loss.

He even went to drink with the most ferocious devil in the open sea for a long time. He even despised Ning Fan all the way... He is killing!

Numerous monks have increased their heartbeat and have difficulty breathing.

They recognized the identity of Ning Fan, and they could not resist the horror of Ning Fan.

Be dead, die! If people do not die, they will not die. How did Zhuqing Palace get acquainted with Mingzun! This is the rhythm of the door!

At the moment when Ning Fan’s momentum was released, the woman in the green shirt was shocked. She never imagined a thin young man in the district. It was so terrible to cultivate it!

The peak of the gods! Not wrong! This white youth is a peak of the gods! And only five hundred years old!

The rainy world is just the lower bound. In the lower bound, when is there such a powerful Tianjiao figure, the 500-year-old **** of the gods!

Under the shackles of the sky, the woman in the green shirt was stunned and began to retreat and fear.

She can't imagine that Ning Fan has so much arrogance, how many gods can be killed to save...

This kind of fierce devil, how can this murderous devil's devil exist in the world!

Why did the Emperor of the Emperor not have a day of robbery and death?

"Want to go? Not to let Zhou pay the price!"

Ning Fan took a step, and the whole body was completely shadowless. The next moment, suddenly appeared behind the woman in the green shirt, pointing out the finger.

Under this guidance, the women in the green shirt were almost unprepared, and the jade back was attacked.

Immediately, the yin finger force scattered and the whole body, making her a soft body, crisp and hot, such as the green and Chu, generally soft in the Ning Fan Huai.

The left side is a beautiful, right-handed one beautiful, Ning Fan has no pity and cherish the color of jade. Not every woman can make him feel pity.

Hey!

More than ten applause, from the green women's hips, almost smashed their soft buttocks.

The current of a stock of numbness came with pain and shame. In a moment, the woman in the green shirt died almost insanely.

"You dare to humiliate me! You dare to insult me! I, I, I..." She was so angry that she did not know what to say.

"Shut up..."

At the time when the women in the green shirt struggled, there was another calm reprimand, softly coming.

It was a blue-shirted woman with a paper umbrella, with a warm and rainy eyes, three thousand green silks moving with the breeze, and a blue-headed scarf on her head. The momentum of the whole body did not reveal a point, but it gave Nanjing a kind of heavy pressure.

"Zhou Gongzi is angry, Green Pearl sister is not sensible, and arbitrarily shot the son, she is wrong. I don't know if the son can give the little woman a chance to plead guilty... If the son does not disregard, the little woman is willing to prepare a thin wine and personally plead guilty to the son. At the same time, the little girl still has some things. She wants to talk to the son in detail. It is about the wife of the son-in-law, Yin Suqiu... I want to be interested in the son."

The woman in the blue shirt is gentle, but the eyes are shining with Huiguang.

She has full confidence. After mentioning Yin Suqiu, Ning Fan will be angry. After all, Ning Fan has no death. So far, no one has been killed.

"About Su Qiu? Who are you!" Ning Fan casually loosened, Qing Chu Chu and Qing shirt women, all thrown out of their arms, thrown on the ground.

The two women are all in general, the Tang Yuan Yuan Ying, the **** of the gods, but the eyes are tearful, the pears are raining, and the pity is pitiful. Reluctantly stood up, but the posture of walking was extremely unnatural, fearing that the buttocks were swollen by Ning Fan.

"The rumored son is full of affection, I can't think of it. It was also a generation that didn't know how to spend it. This beautiful woman is humiliated and willing to throw it on the ground. Is the son's heart made of stone?" The blue-shirt woman's tone is extremely soft. I can't hear the mood.

"You haven't answered my words yet. Who are you? If you can't give me a satisfactory answer, even if you are a half-step sacred distraction, I can let you and the two women generally end."

Ning Fan raised his palm and looked at it. This is the hand, has beaten the two women's hips.

The implication is that if the blue shirt woman's answer is not satisfactory, Ning Fan will also beat her hips.

"Deng Zhezi..." The blue-shirt woman's face is red, scornful, and a white Ning Fan glance, obviously angry, but partial style.

"The little girl is one of the goddess of the Zifu Academy. It is not raining. It is a rainless sister, and it is a green pearl."

"Zifu Xuegong?" Ning Fan automatically skips the names of the two women and only pays attention to this name.

This Zifu Xuegong seems to be the biggest force in the Southern Heavenly Immortal World. It is one of the four major forces that have been respected by the Palace of the World and the Temple of God.

They look for Yin Suqiu, what is it?

"Stealing!" Ning Fan secretly runs the secret technique, and when he takes time, he will have an insight into the thoughts of the women, revealing the strange colors.

They found Yin Suqiu, for this kind of thing... So, I really have to help Yin Suqiu plan.

"Cao Daoyou, you are waiting for me here, waiting for me to finish the customs, and then I will have a second-class spirit with Daoyou."

Ning Fan smiled, but Cao Kang felt that he couldn't afford it. He was so trembled that he could not touch Ning Fan's eyes.

Terrible, terrible! Yunfan Xiaoyou, turned out to be Mingzun, is the monk who kills the gods and ancestors like a chopping dish! Is there anything else in the world that is more crazy than this?

Ning Fan’s words, naturally, do not let Cao Kang really wait for him, but show a little relationship with Cao Kang. So, in the future, there will be no people in Zhuqing Palace who will pursue Cao Kang’s responsibility.

Ning Fan's face, Zhu Qing Palace, must be given!

No one, dare to hurt Cao Kang!

"The next is not an example!"

Ning Fan’s eyes were cold and cold, and the latter immediately became pale and white. He did not dare to look up and whispered apologize.

"Mingzun forgives sins, this palace does not know the Mingzun to come here, this incident will definitely give a satisfactory answer to Mingzun. Mingzun will ask for it, the palace will try its best to satisfy it, even if it is... can also... only ask for Mingzun Don't destroy the bamboo palace."

"No need!"

Ning Fan shook his head. Is he like a big devil who is full of people? Well, it is a bit like.

The meaning of Qing Chu Chu is that you can kill Gong Yu and Gong Chang, so that Ning Fan can be satisfied.

As long as you can make Ning Fan angry, Qing Chu Chu even wants to...

In the identity of Ning Fan, I don’t care about the life and death of Gong and Yu. As for the Qing Chu Chu... He is not interested in it for the time being.

As the pace progressed, Ning Fan walked toward the blue-shirt woman.

His greatest interest now is in this platform.

This woman is not ordinary. It is very similar to Ximen Night. It is divided into the lower bounds of the gods.

Is this female deity even broken?

With such a trouble, Ning Fan has no more drinking.

The surname of Suo’s recollections has been fully realized, and it’s not far from the perfection of artistic conception. It doesn’t matter if you drink without drinking.

And look at this platform is not raining, there is something to say.

"The son really defeated Ximen Night?" The platform was not raining with Ning Fan, but there was no embarrassment. The first sentence was surprising.

"It's just a distraction." Ning Fan secretly surprised, this woman is a member of the Zifu Academy, belonging to Nantian, Ximen Night is the person of the Northern Heaven.

The night of Ximen’s defeat to the North, was it so big and passed so far? Even the Nantian goddess knew it.

"So, even if the son does not use the enchantment of yin and yang, he can easily win the rain. This is a distraction."

The rainy and beautiful eyes of the Fujian and Taiwan show a hint of warfare, as if to negotiate with Ning Fan, the next moment, but the turn of the front.

"Does the son also like to drink all the wine?"

“How come you see?”

"Don't drink all the wine, why come back to the wine region? If not, it will be the side of the son and the son. If the preferences are the same, I don't know if the son can be drunk with the rain." Dagger, the meaning of the words, she also prefers the wine.

"Is it a drunk? It can't be done. Zhou is the worst wine. Once drunk, it is very possible to smear the young lady." Ning Fan deliberately said.

"Hey! Hugh nonsense! Believe me, you dare not!" The rainy eyes in the rainy eyes, light smile.

She may be the woman in this world who is the least afraid of Ning Fan.

Yin and Yang change, charm?

Ning Fan did not dare to use her.

She has this confidence.

Ning Fan secretly frowned, this woman is somewhat unusual...

Shen Nian quietly explored, trying to explore this female bottom, the next moment, Ning Fan a trace of God's mind was sucked by a mysterious sucking force, actually inhaled into the rainy body.

Fortunately, there is only a small amount of thoughts, otherwise Ning Fan is afraid of falling some injuries.

"The body of the sun!"

Ning Fan recognized the physique of the rainy platform.

This is the system that restrains the yin and yang magic veins... With this physique, any man who touches the unfalling body of the ring will be deprived of all power.

If Ning Fan does not want to lose Xiao Ningfan, it is best not to poke her with that thing.

If the woman is poked, hey, that Xiao Ningfan is afraid of being directly sucked by the woman and sucked away.

"The son is very knowledgeable and unappreciated. So, let's say, the son doesn't dare to be raining, isn't it?"

The gaze of the rainy platform is still quiet.

She is a goddess of the South, but she is not white.

(2/3) (to be continued.)