Grasping Evil

With the help of Heaven and Man, Tian Ning realized that Ning Fan would deduct the Japanese gun from the Japanese.

However, there is a limit to the object, and the limit of this immortality is obviously not up to the level of Xiandi.

Used in the battle of the Emperor, it is just a chicken rib technique. If it is used in the battle of the immortals, the battle of the real fairy, it can be used.

This is the limit of the Japanese gun. Even if it is blurred, it can only be so powerful.

Of course, if you add changes on the illusion, it may make this technique stronger, but at the moment, Ning Fan, even if the universe is united, can't understand the change.

The future of this surgery is limited.

Ning Fan's eyes are slightly cold, and he is no longer deducting the gun from the Japanese. He should use a stronger technique to promote the enlightenment.

In the end, all this is to prepare for the final blow.

The mind is moving, simply to deduct the spell, complete the comprehension, and the more powerful the technique.

He moved step by step, and every step of the game evoked the general trend of heaven.

One step, the sky is falling.

Five steps, the big force to destroy.

Nine steps, Huang Jiancheng!

Ning Fan's eyes were slightly shocked. He never expected that the nine steps of the day were deducted to the extreme. It was a broken world, and the emperor was immortal!

Million of royal power, turned into a million pure gold killing sword, after nine steps to the sky, its Jianwei reached its peak!

That million royalties are left behind by Taisu.

Seeing the gods in the area of ​​Ningfan, I actually touched the use of the emperor, whether it was Taisu or Luolu, it was slightly horrified.

Those who can touch the imperial threshold in the ruin can be regarded as the emperor, and they are considered to be natural and friendly to the emperor.

However, Ning Fan’s understanding of the emperor in the transformation of the gods is not significant.

Ning Fan was not willing to use the emperor, so as not to be known to the rain emperor. Get rid of the scourge.

Fortunately, at this moment, his place of emperor is a dream of a dream, no one will know.

And compared to the rain emperor, it is obviously a billion times the danger of the devil.

He doesn't mind using the emperor.

Stepping on the sky, the millions of emperors are replaced by the swords of the heavens. This power is no longer a magical roar.

His eyes were slightly condensed, and it was a mistake to let the Ninfan push the spell.

But his pride. I also don't allow myself to fear a junior.

A **** of the gods, even if the mana is promoted to the Emperor by the secret law, even if the heavens and the human beings get the heavenly sentiment, but with the real fairy emperor, it is still a world of difference, irresistible!

The demon Luo single-handedly raised, one billion magic fire swept through, the magic fire burned the sky, and the millions of emperors were burned one by one.

Tone. Still disdain,

"One billion magic fires... If you can't get a stronger technique, today, you will die!"

"Reassured, won't let you down!"

Ning Fan performed the golden steps of the nine steps.

His heart became calmer and closed his eyes. The whole body gradually turned black.

It is also black, but it is black, but it is used with magic. It is the ink of the mind.

Ning Fan's black hair is like a waterfall, his eyes are cold and cold, and his left face is covered with demon lines.

He wore a black robe and long winds hunting. An imposing manner has become more and more unpredictable.

"Incarnation? This avatar, some familiar... This is... the chanting of the Emperor of the Immortal!" This time, I was surprised, but it was Taisu Xiandi.

He did not see it, Ning Fan’s card was bigger than one.

"First is the emperor, then the incarnation, this son is in the process of turning the gods. Comprehend the two kinds of broken secrets, the qualifications are unparalleled... But if you just recite the incarnation, it is impossible to be the opponent of the devil. The strength of Xiandi. It is a lot worse than me. I am not good at defending, but I am not good at attacking..."

Too self-speaking, the next moment, but suddenly a word.

However, seeing Ning Fan’s eyes as cold as ruthless, step by step, suddenly turned into pieces.

In the heart, the heavens are repeatedly deduced, and the method of raising the ink distraction is considered.

"A broken and a condensed, then broken and then condensed. From the actual smashing, in fact, it is a deduction of imaginary. From the broken re-condensation, in fact, it is a real deduction. I don't understand imaginary, but I don't understand the truth, but I know... Ingenious blending between the two. The balance, in my singular state, should be able to understand one or two..."

Condensation!

Numerous inks suddenly turned into a vain shadow, and they hit the magical roar. Every force that made up the shadows was a sword.

Ronaldo gave a slight glimpse, but he did not expect that Ning Fan was still wearing a sword, but if it was only this level of swords, it could not completely damage the Luo Luo.

Only ignited a magical fire, the magical Luo slightly ridiculed, a fire burned that dark shadow.

"Weak, too weak! Only this level of attack can't hurt me!"

His words just fell, the next moment, his eyes slightly shocked.

But seeing a shadow burned out, but two shadows, two shadows burned out, and four shadows.

In that time and again, between the students, more and more ink shadows, and finally, the billions of ink shadows!

The power of each ink shadow is slightly stronger than the magic fire of the devil.

The tens of millions of ink shadows are smashed and smashed together, and the transformation between the condensed and the imaginary power is enough to kill the tens of millions of magical fires of the sorcerer, even...

"This surgery..."

The magical heart was shocked. The next moment, the eyes were loose. Because Ning Fan forced the differentiation of the tens of billions of ink shadows, one by one, this technique failed!

The reason why it failed was not because the direction of deduction was wrong, and the means of tens of billions of people, even if it was Tai Su and Luo Luo, were somewhat shocking.

The reason why Ning Fan failed, all because of the strength of the gods of Ning Fan, is not enough to display this technique!

After the ink and shadow distraction, after practicing to the tens of billions of distractions, the requirements for the realm of God's thoughts are particularly terrifying.

Even if it is the **** of Taisu, it is not enough to perform this technique.

If Ning Fan’s mind is higher, he will display a total of 10 billion ink shadows, and he will definitely be sure to hit the devil.

This technique is really amazing! Of course, the premise is that Ning Fan needs to be able to display.

"Is it a failure..."

Ning Fan is not discouraged, on the contrary, slightly satisfied.

He finally saw the direction of cultivation of ink distraction, and in the future, it will increase the amount of distraction when destroying the enemy.

The secret law is slowly weakening.

The Emperor's mana is slowly weakening.

Ning Fan does not want to delay, he can only use this opportunity as much as possible to deduct a spell that is more worthy of deduction.

His eyes flashed, and he wanted to deduct another skill... Soul!

In the past, he would only draw the soul of the earth and river.

But I saw Mo Luo today. Ning Fan knows that above the soul of the earth, there are empty souls, sun and moon stars and souls, and the heavenly soul can be extracted.

Heaven has only one soul, and now it is taken away by the devil.

However, Ning Fan blends with the heavens at this moment, but it is faintly felt that the soul of the actual heaven is still not completely exhausted by the devil.

There are a lot left, a lot... the soul of the opposite!

this moment. Ning Fan has realized a glimpse of the soul of the heavenly soul, and even realized a glimpse of the soul of the heavenly soul.

But what makes him laugh is that he can see the deep soul sorcerer, but he can't see the penultimate emptiness.

The reason why I can't see it is because his understanding of the virtual word is not enough.

Unless he deepens his understanding of the void, he can't smoke the void.

But at this moment, he has the power of the emperor, but he can extract the soul above the heavens and break the magic of the magic!

"Heavenly way is just one... Six is ​​the root... I am at this moment. I can't understand what it is, but I can barely extract a few six souls, not enough to improve my mana, but it can break your soul-splitting skills! Six souls, pumping! ”

Ning Fan has a five fingers to grasp, by the unity of heaven and earth. Even though he did not fully understand the technique of pumping the soul, he had the means to take away the heavenly soul in the demon.

Six reversals, heaven and chaos. Soul force collapse!

If the devil's chest is severely hit, he will only retreat three steps before he can stabilize his body shape. His face is cold and cold, and a trace of blood has overflowed from his mouth.

He neglected the meaning, was ruined by Ning Fanqiang, has been countered!

"Draw six souls? Good, good! You won't have the chance to push the spell again. You have made me angry!"

Ronaldo looked cold. A fierce magical force suddenly swept the world.

One hundred million konjac, the magic fire is out. There is a fierce ignorance of the heavens!

A magic fire is like a meteor collision. Ning Fan’s chest shocked, and immediately vomited blood, and then retreated, the injury became more and more serious.

Such a serious injury is by no means a black star. The only thing that can be relied upon is that only the body of the immortal level will repair the body by itself.

However, repairing the flesh is too exhausting of mana, and only a few hundred steps back. Ning Fan has already consumed half of the mana that was given by Taisu.

"Can't drag, speed shot! This magic has lost patience!" Tai Su reminded.

"Ok."

With several deductions of the spell, Ning Fan's control over the power of the Emperor is more and more calm.

Perhaps it is far less than other Xiandi, but in the first seven realms, I am afraid that even if it is a broken old man, I dare not say that Ning Fan manipulates mana accurately.

There is no trace of waste, and every thread is completely used in offense and defense.

In the mind, I recalled the style of that palm, and the figure of a purple man became more and more unpredictable.

Who is it, who is it...

Familiar, strange...

I have seen it, I have not seen it...

With the help of Tiandao, the trajectory of each mana has gradually become clear in the heart of Ning Fan.

Five fingers into the palm, collapsed sword refers to the first five fingers in one...

"A collapse of the island and the river!"

One finger collapses, the mountain river collapses, and there is a annihilation of the Yuan Ying!

"Two collapses in the dark!"

Two fingers collapse, the sky is broken, and there is a devastating god!

"Three collapses and empty bones!"

The three fingers collapsed, all the dead bones that died in the void, one after another, one after another, the emptiness of the dead, the condensed sword, the annihilation of the vain!

"The Four Crowns of the Emperor's Tomb!"

The four fingers collapsed, and the ancient tombs that were condensed by the emperor were now in the sky, but they collapsed one after another. Every time they collapsed, there would be a sword of imperiality that smashed the sin and smashed the sky. Tomb collapse, broken annihilation, Wan Tomb collapse, life fairy hurt!

"Five collapsed prisoner Tianxian Road!"

The five fingers collapsed, and the road passes through the Tianxian Road. It collapses in response to the sound. Every time there is a fairy road, there is a sword of the prisoner who can kill the immortal, killing everything and sweeping the void.

Every sword of the prisoner is enough to kill the immortal!

The sword refers to the five fingers, and the understanding of Ning Fan is the first collapse and the second collapse of the exhibition.

But today, he has a sword and five swords.

The palm of the hand ignited the purple-gold smoke. Under the technique of the wind smoke, the five swords pointed into a purple-gold palm print.

Even if it is one of the five swords, the fifth finger of the sky is enough to kill the ordinary life.

But when the five fingers are one, Ning Fan only feels that the mana is flowing into the palm prints. This is the palm print, the power can destroy the true fairy!

While dodging the magic fire attack, it condenses the palm print.

Ning Fan’s heart has been played many times. However, it is no longer possible to push the next step of the palm.

Perhaps, the wisdom of this palm has already passed through this world.

He gradually realized that the reason why the five fingers were condensed with the wind and smoke, must be to rely on the power of the reincarnation.

This palm, the description should be reincarnation.

The wind and smoke refers to the reincarnation described, and it is the lightness and helplessness of dust and dust.

The wind and snow refer to the reincarnation described. It is the determination to freeze the reincarnation and to retain everything.

And this palm is different.

"The figure, when he was using this palm, he incorporated his thoughts..."

"He is going to take this palm...master reincarnation!"

"Xian Shu, only cover your hands!"

Ning Fan took a shot, an indescribable charm from this palm.

At this moment, the jade smashed, and a trace of lightness floated out of it, behind Ning Fan. Xu Xu condensed a purple giant shadow, the appearance of the giant shadow, a glimpse of the moment, in addition to Ning Fan did not see, Tai Su and Mo Luo, all saw the purple figure.

That person. It is the creation of this singularity that swears to the heavens and swears to reincarnate!

Taisu had seen the man, and it was this person who gave him this palm print.

Ronaldo has also seen this person, when he saw the face of this person. With the arrogance and arrogance of the devil, they are all feared from the heart.

"In this jade slip, he was sealed with his words! It is him, it is him!"

"It's him! But how is it possible! He is obviously dead!"

"No, not him... If it is him, I can't remember him. He can't let anyone remember him!"

"Yes, it turned out to be him, not him... but I shouldn't know him, and I shouldn't have met him. Where is it..."

"Damn, one day, after my seven-pointed magic thought broke out of the crackdown. It is necessary to find out all this, what is it! But today, you must escape!"

Ronaldo, even afraid of war!

Even if the opponent is Xiandi, he is the first of the nine demons, and he will not be afraid.

But this purple giant shadow is one of the characters that it is absolutely afraid to provoke!

Whether his guess is correct or wrong, this person is not his fault!

"who is it!"

Ning Fan secretly shocked, he intended to look back, look at the person's appearance, but suddenly know the sea a pain, in the moment of seeing the person's appearance, was erased all memories, no longer remember the person's appearance.

The only thing I remember was the smile of the man.

Who is this person?

"You are good, with your qualifications, you can understand this palm a little, and it is enough to defeat the devil, but it will inevitably let it escape. Today's game, I have already counted it in the past, leaving this jade, it is You solve the problem, but I can help you in this life, this life, only this time, otherwise..."

"Well, let's say more about it. It is just right to suppress this shackle. It also counts the grievances of the year."

"Helping you is just an accident, but this accident is also in the cycle. One day, you will understand."

The voice of the purple man, as soon as he entered Ning Fan’s ear, was erased by his life, leaving no traces and not giving anyone a chance to count.

He came here to help Ning Fan, only one chance.

He will only help once, and the price is that this Taoism collapses.

He is not a living, nor a dead person. But he can't appear.

After all, Ning Fan did not figure out whether this person is Mr. Zidou, but this person has already shot directly, and Dai Ningfan suppressed the Luo Luo.

"This is a three-pointed magical thought, I will help you to remove it, and the seven-pointed magical thought suppressed by the magic Luoshan, until you repair enough, go to the devil world, kill!"

The purple giant shadow step by step, a shocking and imposing manner, directly shattered the tens of billions of konjac.

Is Ronaldo strong? But in front of this purple man, what can be counted.

"You can't do this! I have six slaves and have guarded six. He has seen you and seen you!"

"I have seen it, how!"

The purple man smiled coldly, and the palm of his hand shot out. The collapsed sword refers to the five fingers into the palm, and the purple gold palm prints down the town.

Devil Luo Canghuang wants to escape, but no matter where he fled, there is always a giant palm of gold on his head.

His devil became bigger, and the palm prints became bigger. He turned into dust and small, and the palm prints became smaller, and he never let the devil escape between the fingers.

The palm print is getting closer and closer, and Ronaldo’s eyes are horrified, but it’s hard to avoid.

With the palm print, he opened all the physical defenses, but in the moment of the palm print, all the crashes!

Only cover your hands, no way to escape!

"what!"

A scream, 30% of the strength of the Luo Luo, directly killed by the instant!

The magic mountain giant Yue behind him disappeared.

Blood fog after his death. Xu Xuhua made a drop of black magic blood.

Only a remnant of resentment, Ronaldo has seven points of magic, was suppressed by the Magic Mountain, he hated Ning Fan!

"Kid, I remember you, you wait. If it is a million years, I will wait until the next demon slave, and I will be able to break it out! The next time there will be no second Taisu, burning Taoism Save you from robbing. He is the real way to kill, and I just lost 30% of the repairs!"

"You wait! You wait!"

That voice, after all, is nowhere to be heard.

A drop of magic blood was also recruited by the purple man, and it was detailed. I seem to think of something, a little reminiscing.

"The blood of the devil"... The purple man feels a sigh, bends his finger and bounces the blood into the body of Ning Fan.

Its giant shadow, after just using the power of one hand, has exhausted the power of Taoism. Start to dissipate.

After all, he is just a thought, not a living person.

He is going to die, but before he leaves. But I looked deeply at Ning Fan.

It’s not Ning Fan, but... Tai Su.

The sound in the mouth seems to say something to Taisu. Ning Fan can't hear it. The only thing that can be heard is the unbelievable voice of Tai Su.

"The cause and effect of the year, today's end, this result, you can be satisfied?" Purple people smiled, the figure is lighter.

"Oh. Satisfied... I can't think of it, the result is so." Taisu is obviously surprised.

What is the relationship between the purple man, Tai Su and Luo Luo. unknown.

Whether the purple people are purple or not, why not hide their identity is not known.

The only thing I know is that Ronaldo’s three-pointed demon is dead, and the purple man will also die, and Taisu will burn out the Taoist thoughts and will soon destroy the Tao.

Everything is like a spring dream.

At the beginning of the dream, only Ning Fan.

After the dream, the three peerless masters will die one by one, leaving only Ning Fan.

"The devil has lost blood. Although there is only one drop of the blood of the demon, but for you, it is a great opportunity, refining... you have the chance to become the second devil!"

The purple man laughed and slammed, and the giant shadow collapsed.

At the time of its collapse, Taisu Xiandi wanted to say something, but after all, he could not say it.

He turned into a thunder, and took out the body of Ning Fan and re-created it as the old man of the Red Robe.

And Ning Fan, feels a sense of weakness, let him want to sleep.

"Thank you for the help of Taisu Xiandi!" Ning Fan gave a fist to thank.

"Thank me? I thought it was like that. I can't think of it like this... So, thank you and thank you, it's just an empty dream." Taisu Xiandi seems to be still immersed in the words of the purple man, unable to let go.

"I don't know what the predecessors have to ask, but if the younger generation can help, they must help each other!" Today, the robbery, although the final is the purple man to destroy the devil, but if not rescued, Ning Fan is never possible to leave.

He is not a gentleman, nor a villain, but there is grace, self-reported!

"Required?" Taisu's eyes were slightly condensed, and he wanted to say something, but he finally closed his mouth.

"Well, this matter is hard to say, the old man will condense it into a jade, you can see at a glance, if you can do it, you need to do your best. The real mine is the hometown of the old man, everything, there are young friends."

Taisu five fingers and one catch, condensed Lei Li into a jade, handed to Ning Fan.

The eyes are slightly missing, and the missing is a white-haired old man who has not seen, lived and died for many years.

"You are more happy than the old man. There is an infatuated woman who pays for you... The Qingxin Pushan Mantra, this woman's counterattack, must be great."

"What are the predecessors saying, why do some of the younger generations do not understand?" Ning Fan did not understand.

"If you don't understand, you don't understand it, whether you are ruthless or not, it's just a little bit of it... It's just a flower... It's a good woman, boy, cherish it!"

Tai Su suddenly closed his eyes, he was already dead, and now, it is to destroy the Tao.

For the Emperor, the annihilation of the Tao is to die again on the basis of death.

At this moment, what he missed was not respected by the world, not by the emperor, but by the resentful eyes of a white-haired old man.

"Flying phoenix..."

Taisu muttered the last name and gradually disappeared.

At the moment of his disappearance, Ning Fan clearly felt that there was a martyrdom in the heavens and disappeared...

The disappearance of this martyrdom means that the vacant palm of the hand, the emperor, will be vacant!

In this scene, Xu will cause an uproar in four days, but no one knows. Today, there is a purple master and two emperors.

Some people are really dead, some are fake, some are dead, who is true and who is false, there is no clear.

If the body is not so weak, it reminds Ning Fan. If there are still some deductive memories of the spells in the mind, if there is still a trace of the power left by the heavens.

Ning Fan will think that all this is really just a dream.

And now, dreams wake up!

"Black god, want to make me a slave of the devil, I do not know when you know. Devil's three-pointed magic is dead, what an expression!"

Ning Fan sneered, among the phalanx, a **** thunder appeared.

In the blood mine, there is a drop of black magic blood, moisturizing the gods like Ning Fan.

At this moment, above the Ningfan Yuanshen, the magic is soaring, and the eyes are opened.

There are no signs of being contaminated with magic. At this moment, he sent and received the magic.

"How do you wake up!" In Dantian, the black **** is still struggling to counter Ning Fan's finger bones, trying to completely control the body and become a slave to the devil.

But he never expected the Ning Fan Yuan Shen who was injured by the magic gas. Will wake up at this moment, and when Fang Yi wakes up, he will give him a feeling that he can't defy.

That feeling. From a drop of magic blood swallowed by Ning Fan!

"You don't want to be the slave of the devil, I swallowed a drop of the blood of the demon, and at the moment I am the devil!"

Ning Fan Yuan Shen showed his indifferent expression. After a flash, he returned to Dantian and regained control of the body.

At this moment, Ning Fan demonized the body of the giant and changed his appearance.

At this moment, Ning Fan Yuanshen occupied Dantian. The little **** is wearing a golden armor, stepping on the black god, and witnessing the killing.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! The blood of the Lord Luo Luo. How can it be in your hands! Unless he is dead, his magic blood..."

"Yes, he is dead!" Ning Fan sneered.

"Do not believe! I don't believe it! This is a fake!" The black **** smiled when he cried, like madness.

He became the slave of the devil, and in his heart, the devil is the strongest.

But Ning Fan knows that Mo Luo is not the strongest, Tai Su is not the strongest, and even the purple man may not be the strongest.

There is no strongest in this world.

Whoever can walk to the end of the road is the strongest, but unfortunately, no one knows where the end of the road is.

Heaven and man are one, short-lived the realm of Xiandi, this time, Ning Fan really feels the feeling of the strong.

Can't be complacent anymore, can't...

Maybe it will be a million years later, and it will be a battle with the broken Ronaldo. Maybe the battle will be even closer.

But at that time, Ning Fan, who would be the real Emperor, would let Mo Luo know that the junior he looked down on had become a presence that allowed him to look up.

"My way, there is still a long time... but you can die, the next one is Ying Long Wang!"

Ning Fan eyes are exposed to the cold, and the mouth is swallowed, the black **** is swallowed, and the body is stronger.

Then, refining the magic blood, swallowing the phalanx.

The blood of the Luo Luo, the bones of Tai Su, the technique of the purple man, all fell into the hands of Ning Fan.

The magical demon pattern seems to have pulled out hidden dangers, but if you want to continue to make the magic lines advance, you still need to go to the troll family.

Trolls, six wings, horns, and ghosts are all slaves of the devil.

For the slave, the study must be extremely deep.

In the end, Ning Fan can't completely refine the magic blood. It seems that he has to go to the magic line and break through the handsome steps before he can refine this blood. Perhaps at that time, he would know the purpose of ‘blood.’

The emperor's phalanx, but refining and arbitrarily.

Originally, the danger of refining the emperor's bones is absolutely not small, but Tai Su has no malice against Ning Fan, and his bones are also faintly resisting the devour of Ning Fan.

The process of swallowing the bones is quite smooth.

After the emperor's engulfing, Ning Fan's mana skyrocketed, reaching the realm of 650,000.

Mana enhancement is a point, and the physical improvement is the key.

His physical strength is strong, breaking through to the peak of the jade, only a line from the golden body.

Ning Fan also understands that this time it will be difficult to break through the golden body.

But his body of the corpse, let the body of his jade life peak, is not weak ordinary gold body.

As for the horns, the six wings, and the ghosts of the devil, if they are displayed, they are afraid that even if they are the two-body monks of the golden body, they can all fight!

After all, this magic body is the second **** to imitate the law of the Emperor Luo, and combines the advantages of the four great demons in the Inner Sea. The power is very different.

In this way, Ning Fan fully open the magic body, facing the voyeuristic monk, almost instantaneous kill.

Lejia added, unbeaten, and the virtual attack can resist.

And Ying Long Wang, may not be a fight!

The only thing that needs to be considered is that this demon body seems to hesitate that the blood is not completely refining, and it cannot maintain a stable state. If it is opened during the battle, it cannot last for too long, so it is necessary to make a quick fix.

"What about the magical Luofa? After the magic, I can kill the sneak peek, this is beyond doubt."

The three days agreed with Ray eleven have already arrived.

Ning Fan Yuanshen returned to his place and dispersed his body to return to a white robe.

Did not immediately leave the Xuanyin world, just a return to God, he looked changed, sluggish.

Beside him, a pale white woman is doing her best to input the power of the gods and nourish the **** of Ning Fan.

She has a ten-finger decision, a singer of the singer, and has the magic effect of resolving the magic.

This autumn-like cool mana, Ning Fan is very familiar with...

That was the cool power that awakened him when he wanted to get lost in the magical sound of the devil.

"The other person who saved me is actually Xiao Youer! When did she wake up!"

I don't know, the only thing that Ning Fan knows is that Luo You, who has gradually restored the power of the Yuanshen, has once again sent strength to save Ning Fan, and once again weakened.

The weakness of this time is not as powerful as it was at the beginning.

Her breath is greatly damaged, but she does not have the need to sleep, but the gods are weak and must be cultivated and nourishing.

"You...no...things...have..." Seeing Ning Fan wake up, Luo Xin’s heart is like a hanging stone, and the eyebrows are loose and smile.

"That's good…"

Her eyes are black, she has fallen in Ning Fan's arms, sleeping...

"How can it be..."

Ning Fan’s eyes were condensed, and he owed Luo’s love.

And he understands that all of this is to help him, and the reason for the previous shot is different...

Suddenly, he seems to understand the words of Taisu Xiandi.

The good woman that Taisu said, probably... is Luo You...

"Women's little woman, when I woke up, I passed my eyes and ears... The next time, if you wake up again, you won't let you sleep again. But now, let's take a break..."

Ning Fan carefully hugged Luo You, and returned to the grasshopper step by step, and slightly stabilized the Yuanshen for Luo.

Thinking in the heart, it is better to ask for a few hundred thousand years of elixir after helping the red dress, to reconcile a few pieces of Wujin bamboo leaves, to heal the Luo...

After this incident, Ning Fan seems to be unable to see Luo Yu to die.

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