Grasping Evil

Zhou Chen Jianqi is like a dragon, Ning Fan is arrogant, and Leizhu Island, when the weather is discolored, Wan Xiu shocked, countless monks rushed to the Lei Chene Pavilion.

The red dress suddenly stood up, holding a token, and urging the Lei Chene large array, shielding all the fluctuations of the fighting.

The three voyeurs were instructed by the red, and immediately left the Lei Chene to stabilize the situation on the island.

The behavior of others, Ning Fan does not care, in his eyes, only one Zhou Chen can be accommodated at this moment.

This week, Chen is far less powerful than Yuntian, but it is definitely a sword-repairer.

His sword meaning is essentially different from the sword of Yun Tian.

Ning Fan Jianyi added, savoring the tyrannical swordsmanship that Zhou Chen rushed to face, and his heart gradually realized.

"There is a sentimental sword! And the emotion in this sword is the feeling of men and women. If it is subdivided, it is ‘sadness'!”

When his words fell, Zhou Chen immediately stunned his old eyes. What surprised him was that Ning Fan saw the essence of his sword at first sight!

Yes, the sword meaning he comprehends is the sentimental sword. Compared with most ruthless swords, his Zhou Chen is a different kind.

The sentiment he sent to the sword is a feeling of men and women, that love, ending with tragedy...

During the life of Zhou Chen, there have been countless counts of Yu Jianjian in the rain. Among them, one can see the sword as a sentimental sword at a glance, and no one is a sword repair!

On the basis of the sentimental sword, and then look at the men and women, at least also ask the virtual sword repair.

Can see the sad in the sword, must be a sword repair with broken eyes, Zhou Chen I, only three people!

Among the three, one is Yun Tian, ​​the other two, a rainy sword, a four-day Yunyou Sanxian. Ning Fan. It is the fourth person!

This is not surprising. Ning Fan Kendo is the strongest in the Nine Realms, but in countless sword repairs, the horizon is absolutely extremely high.

"The old man yelled at you, but you cultivated it as low. But the understanding of the sword, in the rain world, under the white sword god, no one is comparable... If it is not for the 100,000-year-old medicine, the old man is absolutely willing to use the sword to meet friends. You are a friend! A servant, a loyal person. Offended! As a compensation, you can see the most cherished sword of the old man in this life!"

Zhou Chenwei gnawed his teeth and pointed a little, and there was a clear glimpse of the sword behind him. Zhou Chen has a sword in his hand and is a wooden sword.

The wooden sword wood reveals a hint of jellyfish. If Ningfan does not hear the mistake, it is the wood of the sea.

This sword is very ordinary, as if it is gently shaken, it will break.

But Ning Fan understands. The sword of ordinaryity, falling in the hands of the swordsman of Zhou Chen, will turn into the most ordinary sword.

At the time of Gusu, he once learned Wu Jian, and he had already realized the truth of 'weak sword and strong sword, strong sword weak.'

If it is a flying sword, naturally the stronger the material, the lighter the better. After all, it will inevitably collide with the magic weapon.

If it is an epee, it is also necessary to pay attention to the material, and it needs to be opened and closed. Total Annihilation.

Zhou Chen’s sword is obviously not a flying sword, not an epee.

This sword is a sword, so that the sword is infinitely weak and small, and the sword with the strongest sword is played!

Ning Fan needs defense. It is not the swordsman of Zhou Chen, but the sword.

The sword is pervasive, even if it is a Lejia, it cannot be completely defended.

His eyes were a little deep, and the original Ning Fan was also prepared to take the opportunity to summon the enemy. Now it seems that it is impossible to take advantage of it, and it is necessary to take out the real thing, otherwise it will not be able to block a sword.

The three voyeurs settled the situation and returned. Seeing that Zhou Chen actually used the wooden sword, it was a big change.

"What! The three elders actually used the 'Haicang Mujian'! This sword kills people without blood. It is rumored that the three elders have spent their lives. They have only used this sword to kill the blame, and they have died in this sword. I can’t think of the three elders facing a district, Zhou Ming, who used this sword!”

"Zhou Ming..." Ning Fan's brows are slightly wrinkled. These three voyeurs are really pretentious, and regard him as a cock.

If you want Zhou to be the backing, you can't make Zhou Jiaxiao himself, at least, to give the strength that Zhou Jia values.

In this way, it is even more difficult to keep a hand.

"Lei, now!"

Ning Fan refers to a change, and it is a command to summon Yuan Lei.

As Zhou Jialian, the three voyeurists know the secret technique of Yuan Lei's armor, but this technique is extremely difficult to cultivate, and it is necessary to swallow the thunder of the gods to repair.

In addition to Lei Emperor repaired this technique to a very high level, no one Zhou Zhou monk repaired this technique to the silver armor.

It is no wonder that killing a monk of a god, and also must be Lei Xiu, can only refine a thunder of the gods.

If you want to defend against defensive attacks, you need at least a gold armor. If you want to break through the gold armor, it is impossible to get a million yuan. The rumored that Lei Jia has entered the ranks of the Golden Armor, the number of Yuan Lei required is even larger.

There are hundreds of gods in the inner sea. This is still the case for the four seas and the Zhou family.

Not to mention that among these masters, Lei Xiu only occupies a minority, killing the rain and turning the gods, can not collect enough Yuan Lei to break through the gold armor.

In the eyes of three voyeurism, this technique is undoubtedly a chicken rib.

Seeing that Ning Fan applied this technique, they did not agree.

"This surgery must be given to the young lady, huh, huh, this is the ultimate **** of the gods, against the three elders, the strongest sword, even knows only to call out the silver thunder, so poor defense, can block the sword of the three elders meaning?"

"You don't have to look at it, this one will be defeated..."

The voice of the three people just fell, and suddenly all became dumb, and the eyes were like a camel bell, which was unbelievable.

But seeing Ning Fan's white robe, suddenly put on the golden Retriever, and that gold armor, the vast thunder of the force, is enough to defend against the rush, a distinct third-order Lejia!

"Impossible! This son can actually repair the Lejia to the third order, this, this, how is this possible!"

"Since the Lei Emperor, the rain world actually had another character, and the Lejia was repaired to the third stage of the Golden Armor! This one alone is enough to ask the imaginary and rare rivals... because there is such a nail, there are few A whimsical, can hurt this! And I wait..."

"And I wait, although it is a master of refining, but after all, it is only a glimpse of the emptiness, even if you do your best, you must not even hurt him with a hair!"

The three glimpses, the complexion shocked, and the mouth was speechless.

All the eyes of Ning Fan’s eyes are gone at this moment.

Looking at the red dress, watching Ning Fan, like the golden god, cold and surprised again, muttering.

"This kid. But after entering a Black Reta, just ten days of hard work, I was so surprised that I got so many Yuan Lei. It was when I collected Yuan Lei. I didn't have this speed."

Even if it is red, when you enter Leita alone, you can only rely on killing. You naturally have no high efficiency and speed.

Ning Fan has Lei eleven help, direct acquisition. Catch up with the tide of anger and killing Ying Long. Become a hero of the Dragon Slayer. Every level, there will be a layer of Lei who will try his best to collect Yuan Lei and give it to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan is not a person to fight, not a person to collect Yuan Lei, the speed is naturally not comparable to the red alone.

Zhou Chen took a light breath and his eyes became more dignified. Lang channel,

"Zhou Ming, although your Leijia is strong, you can block the spell body skills, you can block the physical attack, but it is difficult to block the 'meaning', the devil is also good. Desperate, the magic can also, any kind of meaning, in the end It is the meaning of the two characters. The mana is solid, the artistic conception is imaginary, and the reason why the breakthrough of the gods and the sacred realm needs to improve the artistic conception is, in the final analysis, requires the monks to realize the transformation of 'real' and 'virtual'."

"The first step of the artistic conception is the 'reality', the second step is the artistic conception. For the 'virtual environment', the third step of the artistic conception is the legendary 'reality'. The artistic conception is born with a product, but this product can take a step by feeling. Step up..."

"The old man's sword meaning, named Haishu Jianyi. Borrowed a piece of silkworms to comprehend, when the first comprehension, inferior and inferior. But the old man painstakingly repaired, this artistic level has been raised from inferior and non-product, step by step to nine Goods, eight products, seven products, now this sea otter sword meaning, is already six artistic conception! Xiaoyou, pick up the sword!"

Zhou Chen said a lot, but in fact, he mentioned Ning Fan and taught his feelings about the cultivation of artistic conception to Ning Fan.

This is compensation, to compensate him for the mistake of Ning Fan’s sword.

He attacked the sword of Ning Fan, one of them violated the order of the red dress, and the second violated his heart.

After seeing Ning Fan’s comprehension and the strength of the Lejia, he faintly has the meaning of making Ning Fan.

But he was loyal to the Lord, and he couldn't bear the loss of the elixir. Even if he lost the opportunity to make a relationship with Ning Fan, even if he violated the red order, even if he had to squander his arm after fighting, he would only have to draw a sword!

One of his life, love has passed away, only Yu En. His loyalty to his master was originally intended to repay his grace.

If he is also lost, he will be alone in cultivating for thousands of years, and there will be only one remaining sorrow.

Zhou Chen’s point, one word and one sentence, was introduced into Ning Fan’s ear.

Every sentence is a personal experience of Zhou Chen’s personal experience of being alone and comprehending. Numerous rain monks pleaded with Zhou Chen, and Zhou Chen would not inform the half sentence, but today he is a last resort for Ning Fan, the only compensation, only this insight.

Ning Fan chewed Zhou Chen’s words, and his mind gradually increased.

His **** is rain, the magic is mountain, and the demon is for help. He realizes three artistic conceptions with amazing insights and eventually merges into one.

But until the moment when the conception was born, he still could not see the essence of the artistic conception. He only knew that the artistic conception was the second step.

Now Zhou Chen tells Ning Fan that the cultivation of artistic conception is actually the cultivation of the imaginary words of 'manpower refinement and artistic conception.'

In the past, the scene was confused, and today, everything is confusing.

From nothing to reality, the coagulation method is a repair, from the real to the virtual, the broken method into the meaning, broken the void, can become a life fairy, comprehend the truth, can become a true fairy.

Ning Fan's mind is more and more empty, because Zhou Chenzhi's point, and solved countless big puzzles, on the road of comprehension, there are countless bumps.

"Thank you!"

He clung to Zhou Chen, no blame, only thanks.

Zhou Chen pulled the sword to him, not a personal grievance, only for loyalty, not a villain, so Ning Fan does not blame Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen gave Ning Fan a conviction, and Ning Fan was naturally grateful.

But at this moment, the two sides are fighting against each other, and they must go all out.

Ning Fan’s eyes were more focused, and Zhou Chen’s heart was all sinking into the sea bream.

Zhou Chen has a reason to pull the sword, and Ning Fan has the determination to save Luo.

This is a fight, but it can insinuate all the true blood.

Too many times, in order to compete for a limited amount of comprehension resources, in order to protect their own way, the monks have to fight, have to kill, have no choice.

"The sword starts!"

Zhou Chen suddenly slammed the sword, killing the machine like a cloud, has not yet spurred the sword, but first had a sword and gas to face Ning Fan, enough to kill ordinary vulva!

Ning Fan's eyes were slightly shocked, and this sword is absolutely unintentional release by Zhou Chen. The unsuccessful release of the sword is enough to kill the ordinary voyeurism, if it is the sword that is fully released. Don't even ask the virtual ones to kill instantly!

It is no wonder that the two rain temples were smelt and heard the name of Zhou Chen. It was like hearing a nightmare, so fearful.

Do not look at Zhou Chen is still a step before he can rush, but in fact it is in his hands. There are a few people who have been dying for a long time, even a too imaginary life!

If this person is not for some special reasons, he will never stay in the realm of questioning. Although there is no such thing as a metamorphosis, it is definitely a sword repair in the rain!

laugh! laugh! laugh!

The swords that were released by the road, hit the chest of Ning Fan, stirred up a thunder of ripples.

Taking advantage of the strength of the Rebe. Ning Fan blocked these swords, but Ning Fan knew that what was really difficult to stop was Zhou Chen’s strongest sword with the weakest sword!

Zhou Chen, raise your hand.

This sword is coming, it is coming!

"Not good. Speed ​​back!"

The three voyeurs fled for almost a moment, and they were relieved until they pulled out of the Raychem Court.

Red clothes do not need to escape, just seeing Zhou Chen’s eternal change, the more persistent sword, the first sigh.

"Zhou Chen, you are still stubborn as you were in the past... I am going to kill you four times. You can't forget the past. If you can forget. Before 10,000 years, you are already rushing, now you are already Broken, my elders, your qualifications, the highest..."

In the cold and indifferent personality of the red, it will be Zhou Chen’s wrist, which shows that this person’s qualification is high.

The red dress is just a sigh, and immediately changes back to the past indifference. Looking at Ning Fan quietly, all his attention is concentrated on Ning Fan.

"You can support 'how many years' under the sword of Zhou Chen. If you can survive for a hundred years, I will save you. If you can't support it, let you suffer a little bit and let you irritate me many times before. ”

In the red dress, he frowned.

Weird... Why do you ‘revenge’ Ning Fan, which is the squad that is riddled with tens of thousands of thunderstorms.

"It's a little tricky..." It's really tricky. In the past, the red dress, indifferent as ice, after the gods are extremely divided, in order not to affect the heart, it is to subdivide all the gods into grass, ruthless, and the gods are united. Day, there will be no love.

However, there is a strain of thunder grass that has been moved, and it has become a human being.

For the red dress that cultivates ruthlessness, this is poisonous. Even a trace of past memory has been turned up because of that feeling.

"I am not Ninghonghong, I am red..." The red dress frowned, and once again applied the technique of Sulei's memory, destroying a trace of memory that he had just recovered.

She used to be Ning Honghong, but now, no. She has to be back to herself!

The moment of heartbeat is also annihilated at random, and it is calm.

"If you support ‘hundred years, I can save him, only for the great cause. If he’s dying for ten years, there is no sense of salvation and no use value.”

The tone of the red dress is once again turned back to cold and ruthless.

Ning Fan looked at Zhou Chen and stared at the red-black wooden sword. The sense of crisis became stronger and stronger.

In the next moment, Zhou Chenjian is like a tide, flooding Ning Fan.

An old voice of indifference and sorrow is pronounced from the word of Zhou Chenkou.

"Sorrowful sword four styles, the first style, ten years of life and death!"

It is like the sword of the tide, completely ignoring the solid armor, directly invading Ningfan to know the sea.

Ning Fan recalls the order of the artistic conception, which is the second step, far above the Zhou Jian Liu Pinjian.

However, the understanding of the artistic conception is far less profound than that of Zhou Chen.

Because of Zhou Jian’s sword, he was integrated into the sorrow of his practice.

That sorrow, irreparable, no way to tell, the most painful sword meaning, can pierce the mind of the monk.

Ning Fan’s eyes are sluggish, only one moment, as if he had experienced ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, and a thousand years.

It was a memory of sadness like a sword, and it was the only Zhou Chen.

Ning Fan’s mind was blocked by the sword.

His mind is indulged in a fictional world.

The place where he stood was a small mountain village with beautiful scenery.

He changed like a 16-year-old sword-stricken teenager, but the appearance of this boy is quite different from that of Ning Fan, but it is similar to Zhou Chen.

Ning Fan’s mind is dizzy, and he can’t remember the past.

A moment of recollection of the power of the mood, after knowing the sea, a moment, his eyes clear, recognized the dream of this place.

Zhou Chen couldn't think of dreams. Ning Fan's artistic power was a memory, and in the memory of Zhou Chen, he woke up!

"This is the world of Zhou Chen Jianyi. The outside world touches the sword. There is only one moment, but here is the deepest point of consciousness. One moment, but it can be artificially stretched for a long time. Here, it is like a dream... Indulge in this In the dream of the sword, no one can extricate himself, only by Zhou Chen Wan Jian to kill the heart. And I, with the power of the memory of the mood, wake up! Zhou Chen, missed!"

Ning Fan Li is under a squid tree, the sea otter tree, growing in the village entrance of the small village.

After the sea banyan tree. A girl in a pink shirt, shy and crushed, walked out of the tree and smiled at Ning Fan.

The girl had a delicate eyebrow, a blue silk, and a scar on her left face. But it does not hide its beauty.

She looked at Ning Fan, her eyes were so mad, so emotional.

"Chen brother, I heard that you are being seen by the immortal teacher of the Chiyue Sword School. You will be accepted as a disciple of Confucius. Congratulations..."

Among the girls’ eyes, the tenderness is deep. However, Ning Fan was not moved, and there was a slight annoyance.

Although he is passionate, he has not been passionate about the emotions of any woman who has never met, even in a dream.

"I am not Zhou Chen." Ning Fan's words are indifferent. He glances at the world and walks outside the village, looking for ways to break the sword.

On the occasion of his leaving the village, he was suddenly taken by the woman.

"Chen brother, you said that you joined Xianzong and became a fairy teacher. You will have money and power, save me from being me, I don't believe it, but,...you..."

The girl is sad. And crying is overwhelmed.

Her smile, this is just a strong joy, who would like to leave the lover.

"I am not Zhou Chen!"

Ning Fan turned cold and cold, but once again saw the woman's appearance, suddenly my heart was soft.

It seems that in order to let Ning Fan sink into a dream, the woman's appearance has also become a paper crane with great cooperation.

"Chen brother... don't go..." The girl's boneless body, helplessly kneeling on the ground.

"Paper crane!" Ning Fan eyes cold, he does not like someone to design his woman, even in a dream, not allowed!

"Who is the paper crane? I am not a paper crane, I am a sea otter, Muhai 棠!" The girl stood up like a gas, so angry that Ning Fan had once again called her name.

When Zhou Chen was a teenager, he liked to tease Muhai, often deliberately calling the name of Haitang, making her angry and laughing at her.

This scene happened in the dream of Ning Fan’s eyes, and it was the sorrow of Zhou Chen’s sword.

Zhou Chen is going to use his own sadness to draw up a dream, to prison Ning Fan's mind, to make him sink into sorrow, and to wear his heart.

This is the strongest sword of sadness.

"In any case, fighting with me, but using paper cranes, I am not happy, but to speak, here is my dream, Zhou Chen’s sword meaning should only make me dream of a Taoist, not intentionally ...my dream, he can't see it, but his past, I can see it! From this level, if I break his dream, he will win his sword!"

Knowing that Zhou Chen did not intend to design a paper crane, Ning Fan’s anger was slightly reduced, and he gently raised the wooden sea otter.

In any case, the wooden sea otter at the moment is a paper crane, while Ning Fan is Zhou Chen.

Although the names are different, in the eyes of Ning Fan, the paper crane is a paper crane, and no one can hurt.

Zhou Chen’s dying dream ends with sorrow, and his lover will surely suffer from a catastrophe, leaving him alone for a long time and unable to wipe out the pain.

Ning Fan has to break the residual dream while not allowing the wooden sea otter of the paper crane to be harmed.

He pulled up the wooden sea otter, guarded it in front of him, and his eyes were soft.

"Come with me!"

"Chen brother, where are we going?" Muhai saw Ning Fan did not abandon her meaning, eyes are bright.

"Go to the Chiyue Swords! Zhou Chen’s practice of monasticism seems to have started from the Chiyue Sword School. You follow me, no one can hurt you! Paper Crane!"

"I have said it many times, I am Haishu, Muhai!" The girl is not happy, she is the body of the paper crane, but with the memory of the wooden sea otter.

Soon after just leaving the mountain village, a big robbery suddenly fell to the small village.

A long-browed old road with a spiritual refinement, standing on the ground, despising the mountain village.

"I can't think of the head brothers who can find a disciple with a sentimental kendo from this broken mountain village. If there is such a disciple, he will be greatly loved by his founders and his status will be stronger. Zhou Chen! A mountain village boy in the district, trying to resist me. The general plan of the head, hey! He is not a sword of love, he does not have a red face in this mountain village, the old man will kill his beauty, make him angry and ruthless, see if he can let the founder like it!"

The long-browed old man read and released, swept the mountain village, but suddenly bite his teeth.

"Wooden sea otter! Where did she go, why not in the village!"

At that time, Zhou Chen lost his love on the day he entered the Chiyue Sword School.

Ning Fan enters the dream, but never allows the small crane to harm the paper crane. Even the paper crane is illusory and is the identity of the wooden sea otter.

Even so, he does not allow anyone to hurt the paper crane, who hurts, who is dead!

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Ps: stay up all night, only to add 3/5, speechless... the front is more 7000, this is more 5900, if you cut everything 3,000 words, it seems that all five more... continue to