Grasping Evil

At dusk, the evening wind blew through the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves rustled. The day fell between the mountains and rivers, only showing a piece of residual photos.

The green scorpion leads the way ahead, and Ning Fan follows slowly.

He did not ask any questions about Master Qing, but he felt the faint thoughts and sorrows in the bamboo forest.

When he first entered the bamboo and sea, he did not pay attention to the Xiangzhu bamboo here.

At this moment, step by step into the depths of the bamboo sea, he felt that there is a sorrow in every Xiangzhu bamboo in this place...

The young people are moving forward in small steps, sometimes turning into a thousand miles.

Ning Fan followed closely behind her, and gradually, she had walked out of the city of Silo for millions of miles.

A strain of Xiangzhu bamboo in this area is obviously much thicker than other places, and occasionally there are one or two strains of bamboo in the bamboo, which contains a very light bamboo god...

The more you step into the depths, the more bamboos you have in the bamboo.

This is a rare bamboo forest with thick bamboo leaves on the ground.

In the deepest part of this bamboo forest, there is a huge Xiangzhu bamboo!

In front of this giant bamboo, Qinglan took his footsteps, and Ning Fan looked at it.

He felt a heavy sense of oppression from this giant bamboo!

Within this giant bamboo, the implied meaning of bamboo is unimaginable, and it is definitely a bamboo product!

Under this vast bamboo, Ning Fan only felt that the body was almost assimilated and turned into a bamboo.

The flash of black gold in the eyes, urging the power of reminiscence of the mood, can withstand the pressure of a bamboo.

"The younger generation Lubei, I have seen seniors."

Ning Fan gave a fist to the giant bamboo. He could see that the bamboo **** was only a giant bamboo unconsciously scattered, and there was no malice.

If this is not the case, Ning Fan's understanding of the memory is not deep, even if the recall of the artistic level reaches the second step, it is difficult to resist the bamboo bamboo.

Since the Qing Dynasty took him to see this giant bamboo. Then the giant bamboo is the master of Qinglan.

"The second step of the artistic conception? Not bad... I am the master of Qinglan. Qinger, you go back first, I have something to talk to Lubei."

"Yes." Qing Yan did not dare to defy Master's orders, and bowed to Giant Bamboo and retired.

Before leaving, quietly voiced to Ning Fandao, "Large brother, she is my master. My master is very good, you don't have to be afraid, she won't be embarrassed about you... believe me."

Qinglan turned into a rainbow. Return to the city of Siluo.

After the green bark left, the giant bamboo suddenly floated a layer of light blue light.

Among the blue light, a beautifully-looking Tsing Yi beauty woman walked out of the giant bamboo.

She is about thirty, with a beautiful appearance, a cold eyebrow, and implied majesty.

She wore a blue silk dress, and the blue silk was high, and a sapphire stepped on it.

Her momentum is compelling. There is even a faint flow of air in the body, and bamboo is extremely strong.

But she did not have a mana in her body, and the whole body was nothing but an illusory remnant. It seems that at any time, the soul will fly away...

"My name is secluded... I asked Qinger to come over to you. I want to ask you about the whereabouts of Muro."

"Nour!"

Ning Fan’s eyes were obviously moving, and it was clear that he had heard the name and heard it from the snail.

I have wanted to pay tribute to Ning Fan for a quiet look. But half of it, after all, did not say the following, just sigh...

As for Muro. It is the name of the scent of the tree, and this is also told by Ning Fan.

Although Ning Fan does not know the relationship between the secluded and the Luo, but faintly guesses, for Muro, the secluded is a very important person.

Perhaps this woman is Muro’s life and love is not known...

"He told me about you... Is he okay, is he still alive..." The faint expression was as light as water, and all her expressions were dried up by the years.

However, under the plain words, there are thoughts that are not destroyed by life and death!

Missing Mulu!

Ning Fan faintly has confirmed that this secluded and Mu Luo must be a pair of monks undoubtedly.

He had heard that the Siro Bamboo Sea appeared after the disappearance of Mulu.

He can imagine that the secluded will be waiting for the day after the disappearance of Muro, waiting until he died.

Mu Luohua made the old tree, that is his own tree-making technique, which is the anti-death of the sky.

The secluded sacred bamboo sea, these bamboo seas are born because of their bamboo, and incorporate all her thoughts... but this magical power is not a tree.

The secluded ignorant does not understand the tree-like magical powers of the heavens. She has already died and died in a long wait...

The remnant soul in front of her eyes is the last scented soul that she attached to the bamboo in Xiangzhu. There is no mana, no magical power, and some are just day-to-day thoughts.

Mu Luo is old, quiet is dead...

The sorrowful remnant of this sorrow, because of persistence in the world, has long lost the possibility of reintroduction.

She can't leave this bamboo sea. Once she leaves, this last smashing soul will fly away...

"Mu Luo's predecessor, he... very good... but he can't leave the rain, he is trapped in the rain, and I am a rain monk."

Ning Fan sighed slightly and told me about the past with Muro.

Quietly listening quietly, the light is always as calm as water, and it seems that nothing has disturbed the mood.

It was only her trembling hand in her sleeve that she sold her true heart.

She is very excited... When she heard the news of Mulberry's life from Ning Fan's mouth, she couldn't help herself.

I just heard that Muro couldn’t leave the cemetery in this life, and the avatar could only move around the country. The faint twilight finally came to a sad color.

As if all the beliefs and hopes are broken at this moment...

"He, can't you come back..."

"I am here to make bamboo repairs. I have been in the wind and rain for two million years. I just want to see him again, but I can't see each other after all..."

"I can't leave the bamboo sea in this life... He is old, he can't leave the grave in this life... See you no time..."

"The best thing in the world is a lifetime, a generation, a double. The cruelest thing in the world is that...there is no relationship between each other..."

Quietly closed her eyes in pain, she just wanted to see Miro again, why is it so difficult.

The whole bamboo of the bamboo roots began to wither and wither in the twilight.

The remnant soul of the secluded is more illusory, and it is more and more embarrassed because of sorrow.

Hollow bamboo. There is a soul, a soul root, in the bamboo heart... The reason why the soul can ignore the reincarnation, sent to the bamboo, only because of the heart is attached.

If the heart is sad, then the bamboo is gone, then the soul is dead...

Le Mo Le 兮 new acquaintance, sadness, sorrow, sorrow and sorrow

My heart is like a bamboo, I hope that I will return to my body.

On that day, I closed my eyes in the incense of the bamboo temple. Suddenly heard the truth in your chanting;

In that month, I shake all the cylinders, not for the super-degree, just to touch your fingertips;

In that year, I turned into a bamboo sea that was immortal, not to be seen, just to wait for the warmth of your late return;

That time, I endured two million years of loneliness and abandoned the afterlife. Just see you again in this life;

It’s just us, we will never see you again in this life...

But you owe me happiness, what to take to make up...

You still owe me a pot of wine. a promise...

Gradually, the secluded silence calmed down and reappeared as a cold expression.

She spoke slowly, but said. "Do you have a friend who promised to be in a request, don't tell Muro, my soul is still alive..."

Ning Fan heard the request of the quiet. First, a glimpse, then I seem to understand something, gently sigh.

If Muro can break away from the shackles of the tomb, if Muro can re-create the tree, he can return to the tree world and reunite with the secluded, but this is too difficult...

If the secluded is not the body of the remnant, if the secluded sorrow does not send the soul to the bamboo, she may also leave the tree world, go to the rain, and see Miro again.

Under normal circumstances, they will not reunite in this life.

But Ning Fan remembers that Muro had told him that if Muro was killed, he could burn the demon and leave the grave in a short time...

If Muro knows that the secluded is waiting for him, he will definitely fight and die, and return to the tree world to meet her.

All the secluded requests Ning Fan, do not tell Muro her news of the remnant of the soul.

She is worried that Mu Luo will do stupid things...

However, if she changes her life and can meet with Muro once, she will definitely turn her back.

"No, I want to tell the seniors of Mulberry that his beloved woman is still alive. Although there is only one soul, it can still be kept in this life." Ning Fan suddenly said.

"What! You can't say that. If you say so, Muro will definitely..." The stunned, pleading, and Ning Fan waved.

"There is no need to worry about the secluded predecessors. In fact, I have a way to make you meet with the predecessors of the Middle Ages. It is a very safe way. No one will die."

"Impossible, I can't leave the bamboo sea, Mulu can't leave the grave, we have no seeing day..."

"No, there is a way. It's just this way, most people can't think of it... maybe they want it, but they can't."

Ning Fan smiled a little and took out the magic weapon of the blood umbrella. He said, "I have a small treasure in here. If the predecessors are willing to leave the tree world, I can remove all the four million miles of the sacred bamboo sea and put it into this treasure. Bring back to the rain!"

It is true that the average person who would think of this trick is to dig away the roots of the bamboo sea, and even the land is taken away.

And even if someone thinks about this method, it can't remove the entire bamboo sea that covers four million miles.

Ordinary tree-bound monks can't reach the rain.

The ordinary cave magic weapon can not fit the bamboo sea of ​​four million.

It is only the Xiaoqianjiebao that can hold the whole of the bamboo. However, there are few people who have the illusion of the nine worlds.

Xiaoqianjiebao has a small world, and the interface level of the nine worlds is just a small world. In general, only four days of power will have Xiaoqianjiebao.

The lower bound monk, it is rare to have a small thousand treasures.

Gloomy lips, unbelievably looking at Ning Fan's blood umbrella magic.

She determined that Ning Fan's blood umbrella magic weapon is a rare little treasure world treasure, which contains a small world!

The method that Ning Fan said is feasible!

But if you want to take away all four million miles of land, the mana required will be enormous.

Even a shrewd monk, the distance of casting is only a million miles.

With the cultivation of Ning Fan, even if the strength is fully open, it can only take away 700,000 miles of bamboo sea at a time.

If you can't take away four million miles of bamboo sea at a time, then the remnant soul will surely dissipate...

Want to make the cast distance reach 4 million miles, at least you have to have a broken five-day repair...

Ning Fan's method is indeed feasible, but today, I can't take the whole thoughts and can't take her to see Muro.

"This method is very good, but your cultivation is not enough to remove the whole bamboo... but I can wait, when you break through the broken five heavens, take me to the rain and see Mulu. ..." Quietly sighed softly.

"With my cultivation, it is really not enough to take away the whole thoughts in one go. But if it is a big squad, and you can use the force to cast spells, this problem can be solved. The ancestors can rest assured that I have a good grasp of this matter. To."

"The only problem is that this array covers an area of ​​4 million miles. The range is too wide and it is not suitable for layout. The array requirements are strict and cannot be mistaken. Therefore, if you want to perfect the big array and cover the whole of the bamboo, the time required is not short."

"When this is completed, I will take the whole bamboo and sea away with this umbrella and bring it back to the rain world, so that you can reunite. So, it is a little reward for the kindness of the seniors who guarded my hometown."

Ning Fan took up the blood umbrella and smiled at the quiet.

The secluded ancestors used to be the bamboo ancestors of the bamboo ancestors. The heart was calm, but it was a bit of joy to hear the plan of Ning Fanyan.

At first she heard that Muro was missing, but she was so bitter.

Two million years later, she learned from Ning Fankou that Mu Luo is still alive. She was very excited and thought that she was waiting for the result.

But I heard that she couldn't see Mulberry in this life, and she began to mourn again.

At this moment, seeing Ning Fan has the means to take her to see Muro, she is naturally very happy.

After rejoicing, she remembered that she was called Ning Fan today, and she wanted to give him a chance.

Mu Luo is a demon repair, and the Luo Luo family is a tree demon.

The secluded is a god, it is a tree god.

She is almost the most powerful **** in the history of the tree world. She had the opportunity to give blood to the bamboo ancestors, and to condense the blood of the gods, and the future is boundless...

But for Muro, she throws away some repairs, opportunities, giving up her life, throwing away blood, only turning into bamboo sea, crazy and so on.

She can no longer mobilize half of the mana.

But after all, she had the blood of the **** of the gods, and with the help of her blood, she felt a drop of unrefined blood from Ning Fan...

That is the **** rain that Yuzu gave!

If Ning Fan refining this blood rain and becoming his own blood, the secluded can not be perceived.

However, Ning Fan has not refining this blood, she can barely perceive one or two.

"I am calling you today. I am looking at the face of Muro. I want to help you refine the blood of the Protoss. Now you are willing to help me meet with Muro. Even in return for this kindness, I will help." You refine this blood!"

The secluded eyes are solemn and firm, and Ning Fan is slightly stunned.

Before coming here, Qing Biao told him that his master would give him some chance.

Although Ning Fan has been psychologically prepared, he did not expect the opportunity given by the secluded sorrow, but actually helped the refining and raining of the rain!

If Ning Fan Yu Yi breaks through a product, he can refine this blood rain with his own skills.

Now his rain is not yet a product, but if there is a solitude to help, nature can also refine blood and rain.

Ning Fan is busy preparing for the breakthrough of the emptiness, and only after the repair, he will break through the rush.

Refining and sulphuric rain is not in its plan. If there is a lot of bleeding and refining in the plan, I don’t know how much it can be improved.

Perhaps this time, you can not only break through the rush, but even hope to break through too much in one fell swoop...

If the repair is too imaginary, then another trouble will no longer be trouble...

With the vain repair after the breakthrough of Ning Fan, with the help of the incarnation and the spirit of the soul, the mana can almost infinitely approach the broken.

With this level of mana, the gap between the realm is small, and the life expectancy of the life-threatening will be greatly reduced...

If there is no robbery in the day, then it will be fine.

If it appears...

"I don't know if this time, can I break through the realm of too virtual!" (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!