Grasping Evil

Yun Ruowei's face is like that of the past, dressed in a plain blue-colored skirt, the alum is like a clear spring, and the smile is bleak.

She is still naked, her wrists are tied with bracelets, silver bells are hung, and the breeze blows, it is nice.

"Would you like to help me find jade? What I am looking for is a blue bridge jade, my sister's thing, I want to find jade, but I want to find my sister, I know she is not dead, I know." I heard that Ning Fan is willing to help her. Yun Ruowei is no longer concealed, revealing the look of expectation.

She is just a Yuan Ying monk, but Ning Fan is a martial monk. With the help of Ning Fan, it should be easier to find jade.

"Your sister, but the little feather demon I saw in your dreams that year?" Ning Fan asked.

"Yes" Yun Ruowei hesitated a little, but decided to answer the truth.

"I remember, she is Ning Qian."

"Yes"

"She is with Yun Tianyi"

"The two of them are missing from the Taoist sisters thousands of years ago. Before the millennium lost their loved sisters, they just made a fortune for Yun Tian. After a few months, I didn’t know what happened. My sister went missing with the child overnight. Later, the child’s life card was broken and it should be dead. My sister’s life card was gray. Although she was not dead, she should be in trouble. She should not die, but I could not find her for thousands of years. Where did it happen in the past? Yun Tian never protects her sister, and even does not protect her children. But what is more excessive is that he completely forgot her after her sister’s disappearance. Even Ning Qian no longer remembers him. It’s a heartless person, a ruthless generation!”

Yun Ruowei no longer conceals Ning Fan, and even tells Ning Fan some secrets. It is a voice, a sadness and an indignation.

She hates the ruthlessness of Yun Tian. I don’t want to stay in the rain hall, so I joined the Southeastern Union.

She couldn't bear to hurt Ning Fan in the past, but because Ning Fan's smile was similar to her sister, she moved her heart.

"Ning Fan is silent, but his heart is not quiet. Will he be the child who died in Ning Qian and Yun Tian?

Yuntian forgets the love for thousands of years, Ning Qian disappeared thousands of years ago, if he was the dead child of the year, how to live to this day

Yun Ruowei has determined that Yun Tian will be a weakheart, but Ning Fan does not think so. He thinks that Yun Tian is a passionate person.

Perhaps Yun Tian will kill one country and will not blink. But it’s by no means indifferent to the life of the wife and children.

Ning Qian’s whereabouts are unknown, Yuntian’s forgotten everything, the child’s bizarre death must have happened before the millennium

Ning Fan gently closes his eyes, this confusing mystery may be known after finding the whereabouts of Ning Qian.

Looking for the clues of Ning Qian, it seems that only one piece of blue bridge jade is left.

"I promised to help you find jade, but I have a question, why do you come to Haining Ningjia to find jade, is there any clue here?" Ning Fan asked.

"There is no clue that I went to the Qimei with the Southeastern League. But after Haining, I felt a sense of artistic atmosphere in this city. It was the breath of my sister. The mood of the mood was very light, very light. But the millennium has not disappeared, and With deep sorrow, my sister must have had a heartbreaking thing in Haining! Otherwise, there will be no sorrow left in the millennium!"

"But I have already asked Haining Ningjia's Haining Ningjia family to have only a thousand years of history, and now there are no generations who have lived for thousands of years in Ningjia. No one knows. Has there been a feather demon woman in this place before the millennium?"

Yun Ruowei reveals the color of disappointment.

The three ancestors of Ningjia were trembling and very scared. They could not give a satisfactory answer to Yun Ruowei. I don't know if I will annoy this Yuan Ying female repair.

"You retired Miss Yun, you come with me, I will take you to look for clues in Ningjia. If Miss Qing, if you like, you can come with me."

Ning Fan retired the three ancestors of Ningjia, and the three old men immediately left as far as Meng Dawei, and informed the whole city that no matter where Ning Fan wants to go, he must not stop.

After the departure of the three ancestors of Ningjia, Ning Fan took Yun Ruowei and Ning Qingqing to search throughout Haining City.

Ning Fan’s thoughts are extremely far away, covering a radius of 400,000 miles and meticulously perceiving.

He didn't pay attention before, but after Yun Ruowei reminded him, he did perceive a very sad sorrowful mood from Haining City.

The sorrowful mood is very light and weak, and the power is weak, but it is unforgettable.

Ning Fan Yi Yi, this mood of the mood is the same as the mother-in-law of the illusion

"I have searched for Haining, there is no clue to my sister outside the city." Yun Ruowei disappointed in disappointment.

"Your sister has been to Wudi before the millennium, and in the Wudi, she is saddened by Haining. Although she is infected with her sad mood, it is not her true heart and soul. She passed through here, but it is only the most sad place after passing, not here. ”

With the magical power of Yun Ruowei, I can only feel a sad mood from the land of Haining, and judge that it was the legacy of my sister thousands of years ago.

But with the magical power of Ning Fan, you can follow this sad atmosphere and find the strongest part of sorrow.

There, will there be any clues?

Even if the rainy world is ruined, it may not be able to distinguish the strength of sorrow and find the source of sorrow.

But Ning Fan can, because he comprehends the concept of recalling the mood, is the second step of the artistic conception, if only the understanding of the artistic power of the situation, higher than the broken monk!

"Follow me!"

He suddenly applied the dawn of the emptiness of the void, rolled up Yun Ruowei, Ning Qingqing two women, all the way to the north, moved to Haining City for a distance of 40,000 miles.

He landed on the ground. The landing place was a **** and foggy mountain forest, named Weeping Blood Forest. It was a famous trial place in Wudi. There were many bloodthirsty feathers and demon. Many Wudi monks loved it. Come here to practice hunting.

Beyond this weeping blood forest, it is the place where the sad mood is the strongest!

"It is the sister's mood of the mood! The millennium is not scattered! Is the sister in this weeping blood forest?!" Yun Ruowei surprised.

"This weeping blood forest is five thousand miles away. There are many mortal cities. There are frequent wars. Many orphans are displaced. Ningjia often finds some orphans from here. I have checked the slaves of the ethnic group. You were also near this place. "Ning Qingqing's low-browed meditation, seems to be in memory, and then said to Ning Fan.

"Is it"

Ning Fan sighed. Feeling the deep sorrow of this place, I have already guessed my own life, I don't say much, and I walked into the weeping blood forest with two women.

Stepping through the dead leaves of the rot, stepping on the muddy swamp, there is no monster at all to dare to stop Ning Fan's footsteps.

In the deepest part of the Weeping Blood Forest, there is a small pool, only one foot to see the square, the pool water is red as blood.

Ning Fan took his foot in the pool.

This pool of water does not contain any aura, just a pool of Fantan. Will not be noticed by any monks or monsters.

However, Ning Fan feels the indescribable mood of incompetence in this pool of water.

He glanced through the bottom of the pool, lying in the mud at the bottom of the pool, lying quietly with a blue jade

In addition, there seems to be some broken stone chips in the bottom of the pool, and it is actually a stone chip left after the demon enchanting.

He slaps a trick, and Tandi Yupei immediately breaks out of the pool and falls out into the palm of his hand.

The warm blue jade is in the shape of an ostrich, and is engraved with a line of handwriting.

The mountains are not edged, the heavens and the earth are combined. Dare and stern

Yun Ruowei walked close to Ning Fan, carefully looking at the blue jade, and the beautiful eyes showed a happy color.

That handwriting is exactly the handwriting of Ning Qian. This is the blue bridge jade of Ning Qian!

"Found it! But where is my sister?"

Yun Ruowei scatters his thoughts and sweeps through the boundaries of the weeping blood forest, but he can't find a trace of Ning Qian.

not here. She is not here, except for that sad mood, there is no breath of her.

Lan Yu is here, but Ning Qian is not here. She once regarded this jade as life. How can I stay here?

"Ning Fan, beg you, help me find her!" Yun Ruowei grabbed Ning Fan's palm helplessly, and finally found a clue to Ning Qian, was it so interrupted?

"I try my best!"

He wants to find Ning Qian, not only for Yun Ruowei, but for himself.

He holds the blue bridge jade, and opens the memory of the artistic conception, covering the entire weeping blood forest!

He took out a pile of piles of tanguoguo, all from the tree essence, a total of twenty, all served!

He took the sage and did not seek a dream.

He releases the mood of recollection, and does not seek to erase anyone's memories.

A tang fruit can go through fifty years of dreams, and twenty is a thousand years!

He just wants to see everything that happened in the millennium!

He closed his eyes and squatted to the ground, and the scenery in his heart was changing rapidly.

The tang fruit can enhance the state of mind in the dream, and can see the edge of the memory in the dream.

Ning Fan has the memory of Haining, so he can spy on his surname cloud in the dream of the gods.

Ning Fan does not have the memory of the Weeping Blood Forest. He can only dream of using the memory of the Weeping Blood Forest!

Dreams!

In the dream, Ning Fan is not a person, but the whole **** forest, the **** forest before the millennium!

He couldn't move, he couldn't speak, he could only watch the mortal beings of the Weeping Blood Forest with God.

He became a land, a mountain forest!

Thousands of years ago, there was no thick blood fog in the Weeping Blood Forest, and there was no pool of blood and red water in the depths.

Soaring the moon, countless monsters were born and died here, and countless Wudi monks entered this forest to practice the demon, there are dead and alive.

Ning Fan did not care about these monsters and monks, he was always waiting.

Until there was a glimpse, a gentle woman wearing a goose dress, holding a body of cold children, stumbled into the **** forest.

"She is" Ning Fan wants to speak, but can't speak out, he is only a land.

She is Ning Qian!

Ning Qian’s body reveals the demon spirit of the late Yuan Ying, but the injury is extremely heavy and the face is pale.

She is as beautiful as a month, but she is sad and desperate, and her tears are endless.

"my child"

Ning Qianhuai, holding a baby who is still young, fell at the end of the Weeping Blood Forest.

The baby in her arms, wearing a festive little cotton jacket, the meaty little hand clearly glared at her clothes, unconscious, breathless.

The baby was not far from death, the heart was shattered, and a blood was actually drained because he took the high-ranking medicinal herbs to hang the vitality.

Ning Fan’s heart was shocked, who was so cruel, and actually drained the baby blood!

Ning Qian’s heart hurts like a twist, and the pretty face is paler.

The palm of the hand strokes the baby's cold body and looks at the baby's weaker breathing. The woman endured tears and smiled stubbornly. "Mother will not let you die, as long as it will make you resurrect, even if you give your life, the mother will!"

Ning Qian looked at the secluded pool in front of him, revealing the decisive color.

She bit her finger, resisted the pain of the heart, suddenly smashed, blood condensed into silk, silky knot. Seal the baby in the blood, and put the blue jade on the body and put it in the blood.

"You said, this is the enchanting and locking technique of the ancient demon family. It can isolate the secrets in the enchanting and lock the lifeline."

Ning Qian's face is paler, and it seems extremely reluctant to display this technique.

"They drained your blood, and the mother gave you the blood. You must live. Come and live."

Ning Qianhuai is holding a enchanting voice, as soft and careful as a baby.

She bit her finger and pressed her finger over the rough enchantress and smeared it over and over.

The broken wound rubs on the rough enchanting. It hurts, but she doesn't care.

"Niang will not let you die, the mother will not let anyone hurt you." Ning Qian showed a pale smile, smearing the enchanting blood over and over again.

A trip. On the tenth tenth, Ning Qian’s ten fingers are wounds, and the blood is almost drained.

She is obsessed with the enchanting in her arms. The source is constantly input into the enchanting.

The enchanting infiltrated her blood, scattered with a faint red awn, but unable to retain the vitality of the baby gradually disappeared.

Ning Qian shed tears of despair, sad and helpless, tears fell on the enchanting, and opened a few drops of blood.

She immediately wiped the tears in a panic, biting her fingers again, and trying to fill her blood in the place where the blood was opened.

Only the meridians have no blood, if they are mortals, they must have fallen, but Yuan Ying’s monks can still live as long as the Yuan Ying is not destroyed.

"No blood, what to do"

She showed a rush of color, suddenly thought of something, took out a small and sharp flying sword, pierced the heart.

"I still have a good time, okay."

Pricking the heart, Ning Qianxiu began to fall, from the late Yuan Ying to the mid-term, the initial Yuan Ying began to be unstable

She didn't have time to pay attention to her own injuries and repairs. She just took out the jade bottle and dripped it down on the enchanting.

But even if the blood is smeared, the baby in the enchanting still walks toward death.

A glimpse, the second 曰, the third 曰, Ning Qian trembled holding the enchanting, looking at the red awns that the enchanting gradually disappeared, feeling the weaker breathing in the enchanting, she hurts so much

Fourth, the baby completely broke his breath and died.

"Do not--"

Ning Qian’s voice was hoarse, and she shed her tears. She couldn’t stop shaking, just like the soul was pulled away, it was like losing the whole world.

"Mother won't let you die! Mother won't let you die!!!"

In her bleak beauty, sorrow cannot be opened.

She stared at the spinning world, as if she was going crazy, she could not lose this child! No!

Her eyes are always soft and gentle, but this moment has an indelible attachment!

No one can take her child!

Just change back to the child's surname, she is willing to give everything!

laugh!

Flying sword stabbed into Dantian and pierced Yuan Ying. Ning Qian could not feel the pain. Her eyes hollowed the blood of Yuan Ying on the enchanting.

That is the blood of Yuan Ying’s surname, and when the blood is exhausted, it is the moment of death!

"I beg you to return the child to me"

"please"

"please"

Ning Qian pleaded and prayed helplessly, and she was about to scatter her soul, only to resurrect the child before the soul flies.

At this moment, Ning Fan, who died in ruin, died in an instant, but the obsession of being a mother is that the heavens cannot be erased!

She sheds her blood, and the blood fog covers the entire weeping blood forest. Even the pool of water is stained with blood red.

The baby in the enchanting, the breathing gradually stabilized, and in the dream, suddenly the milk burst into laughter, I don’t know what dreams I had.

Ning Qian showed a pale smile, she rescued her child from the hands of fate.

So, even if she is flying away, she should have no regrets.

The baby sucked his fingers and still giggled, how could he understand that he was about to lose his mother.

Ning Qian’s heart began to be sour, she wanted to stay with this child and watch him grow up.

Unfortunately, she is afraid that she can’t live there.

She took a **** red stalk from the storage bag and planted it in the water of the pool, placing the enchanting inside the pool.

"Mother can't bring you back to the rain temple, the rain hall is too dangerous. This thunderweed is left to you. By your enchanting breath, she may be expected to become your accompaniment to the thunderweed, if you can use my demon power. It’s just that I want to protect my body. Remember to protect him. If you have that one, you will call Ning Honghong.

Ning Qian's breath almost dissipated, she looked at the pool, and she was so sad.

"Baby, my baby. Remember, your surname is cloud, don't hate it, he just forgot us for a while, when he remembers everything, he will come to find you and pick you up."

"I'm sorry, after that, my mother can't take care of you anymore."

Ning Qian ignited the last force of the Yuan Ying, and the whole body rose a faint blood, and put together the last glimmer of strength, took out Wu Guo, and smashed in a certain direction.

She wants to see Yun Tianyu before she dies.

Those enemies, she has no thoughts to manage.

Why does Yun Tian decide to lose her memory, and she does not want to ask again.

She only wants to tell Yun Tian decided at the last moment of her life, their children are still alive, just in Wu

The dream is still going on.

I don't know how many years have passed. Here, the demon forest is called the weeping blood forest because of the red fog.

Numerous Wudi monks came here to practice, but Ning Qian never came again.

After being with the enchanting for decades, the thunder grass at the waterside of the pool was moistened by the enchanting demon and began to transform.

This thunder herb is a peerless strongman who has been transformed into a red woman.

Fang Yihua, there is the horror of Yuan Yingfeng.

The woman stared at the pool and forgot the dust. The only thing I remember was the shackles of a woman.

Since then, she is Ning Honghong. Since then, she has to protect the enchanting in the pool.

She began to work hard and established a Ning family in Wudi Haining.

She didn't know how long it would take to guard the enchanting, just hunting the monsters around, collecting the demon blood, smearing it on the enchanting, and replenishing the baby.

The babies who had been exhausted from the blood of the year lost all their qualifications for cultivation, but saved their lives.

In a certain year, the door of the ancient heaven seal was opened.

Ning Honghong entered it, trying to find some spiritual nourishment for the baby, but fell into the ancient heaven, and the soul disappeared from the entrance of a large array to the demon forest.

Spring and autumn come, year after year, a thousand years later, a sly smashing, a **** bear carrying a baby, falling in a mortal town in the **** forest five thousand miles away

Three years later, the mortal town was destroyed by the war. A passing Ningjia monk took away a few orphans.

Wake up for a thousand years!

Ning Fan took twenty of the Luo Luo fruit, sitting in the Weeping Blood Forest is the Ten Commandments.

After the Ten Commandments, he opened his eyes, but fell into a long silence.

"Find out the whereabouts of my sister!" Yun Ruowei asked anxiously.

""

Ning Fan did not say much, just took out a net bottle of magic weapon, silently squatting in the water, and collecting all the **** pool water.

He took out another clean bottle and applied mana to take away all the blood and mist.

He jumped into the dry, muddy bottom of the pool, picked up all the enchanting shells, carefully placed them in the magic treasure box, and carefully stored them.

He tied the blue jade to the line of Qinghong and put it on his neck. The Qinghong line is extremely valuable refiner material, and can even be used to refine Xianbao.

"Sorry, I can't find her."

"I am sorry". )