Grasping Evil

Two months later, the red dress was closed again, and Ning Fan was rushed away.

Ning Fan, a black konjac, returns directly to Vietnam, this night, rest in the room, restore mana.

The night is deep, and the sound of the melody is heard in the sacred palace of Sifan.

Ning Fan slightly passed the temperament, faintly heard the sound of the piano, there is a faint homesickness.

Moonlight entered the house and pushed the door out. Ning Fan followed the sound of the piano.

In a snow pavilion in the Yuanyuan, Xu Qiu Ling was closed, and he was in a light shirt.

Perceived that Ning Fan came, Xu Qiu Ling did not feel open to the alum, stopped the Fuqin, smiled lightly, "How come Big Brother..."

"Look at you, are you homesick..." Ning Fan sighed softly.

At that time, he lacked strength and worried that Xu Qiuling and other women were insecure in the endless sea and might be harmed by the rain emperor, so they all brought back to Vietnam.

Over the years, the rain has been flat, and Xu Qiu Ling has missed the love of the endless sea.

There are also wind and snow words, and most of them also miss the troll family...

Su Yao, will you miss the sea? Yalan, will you miss the Palace of the World. Bai Su, is it also to miss Gusu...

"Well, there is a little homesickness, but..." Xu Qiuling’s words were not finished, and he was gently picked up by Ning Fan.

"If you think about home, you can go back. Today's rain, you don't want to go anywhere, there is no danger. Of course, this voice Yugui, you have to bring it."

Ning Fan has used Xia Huang as his own private bodyguard without any effort, taking out a voice Yu Gui and handing it to Xu Qiuling.

Immediately, tell her the meaning of the voice Yugui.

Xu Qiu Ling lowered his head, and the blue silk covered his eyes and could not see his expression.

Suddenly. A drop of tears dripped on Ning Fan's arm.

"How did you cry!" Ning Fan breathed a stagnation, and Xu Qiu Ling just hugged.

"How did you cry..." he asked softly.

Xu Qiu Ling did not say much, just stretched out his arm and tightly wrapped around Ning Fan's neck, reluctant to let go.

Not giving up. Don’t give up, don’t give up...

Needless to say, Ning Fan knows that Xu Qiuling is reluctant to give up, not to be willing to fly up, not to be a thousand years old.

Do not. I am not afraid of waiting for the millennium. I am afraid that if I go to this place, I will not be able to return.

Will you die, will you die... I am afraid that he will die in four days and bury his bones in his hometown.

And as weak as her, even going to four days, looking for the dead bones can not do. Is it...

"I will not die!" Ning Fan only had one sentence, but with perseverance.

This is a promise!

Although Xu Qiuling did not speak, he knew all the concerns of Xu Qiuling.

Some people, without words, can have a heart.

"If you die, I will hate you forever! No, life!"

"Well. Don't cry. I will take you back to the open sea tomorrow, return to Gusu, bring Suyao to them, and snowy words..." Ning Fan helped Xu Qiuling to dry his tears, and his movements were extremely soft.

"Snow is not necessary. When you are not there, the troll patriarch has come to Vietnam to see her. I want to ask her to go back. She is still not willing to go back... she just wants to mix with the paper cranes. .."

"This little girl."

Ning Fan is speechless, Feng Xueyan these few little girl films. Do not practice, do not work, eat and drink every day, fight grass and throw a kite, really no sense of being a monk.

But this is not what Ning Fan expects. Let them not get bloody, let them live like a mortal woman.

If the woman he loves can live like this carefree, how good it is.

A world without a world...

"Teach me to play the piano." Ning Fan suddenly smiled. "When I miss home, I will play a song over four days and listen to the local accent."

"it is good."

Xu Qiuling gently earned Ning Fan's arms, sat down again, closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and sang a song.

What she played was the "Vietnamese Song", the local accent of Vietnam.

With the melody of the melody, her voice is clear and clear.

In her life, she only sang for Ning Fan.

"Where is the evening, I am in the middle of the boat."

"Why are you today, you have to be in the same boat with the prince."

"It’s shameful to be shameless, not shameful."

"The heart is annoyed and not ignorant, I know the prince."

"There are branches of wood and eucalyptus, and I don’t know if I am happy."

There are branches of wood and eucalyptus in the mountains.

Fortunately, her mind, he knows, he understands.

Fortunately, she finally met him again in this world.

That one, she is a flower, he is a butterfly.

The butterfly will not stay for the flower, but the flower will wait for the butterfly.

In this world, he is a husband, she is a wife.

I only hope that my heart will be like my heart, and I will live up to it.

I hope that Jun Peng will be Wanli, and I hope that the enemy will be invaded. I hope that Jun and Yu will once again meet in the rain...

...

Xu Qiuling returned to Gusu, and Gusu was on the bank of Huan Mo Hai. She could see her father at any time and see her loved ones.

For a few decades, one generation of mortal has been replaced by another generation. Only some old people still remember the killing blood that the Gusu experienced.

Young children, I don’t know why Ning Fan.

The old mansion still remains.

Baguio Xiandao was moved back to the open sea by Ning Fan, but moved to the side of Gusu.

Su Yao and the daughters of Baguio Xiandao can also live in Gusu.

Yalan was originally cultivated in the early days of Yuan Ying. He did not return to the palace of the world, but also stayed in Gusu.

Bai Su always sets the wine, and sends it to Ning Fan. From nothing without the moment, everything goes without saying.

Ning Fan lived in Gusu for three months, and he played the piano on the day. The song of the song is more and more popular.

Xu Qiuling and Ning Fan mingled with Qin Se, and this kind of plain life is what she longs for.

"Right, big brother, small stone is okay..." Xu Qiuling asked with a smile.

Every time I come, I will send some wine, just like that.

She looked at Ning Fan, and whenever she had something to say, she wanted to stop and talk. In the end, she only said something unrelated to the wind and the moon.

How does Xu Qiuling’s soul-clear character, where I don’t know, wants to ask Ning Fan, and my child’s child is good now.

"Small stones are very good now, and it seems that they are going to be married..." Ning Fan smiled.

"What, what! The baby must be married!" Bai Su showed the color of thoughts.

"Big Brother. You take Bai Su's sister to see the little stone, how can a child be married, and the parents are not present." Xu Qiu Ling blinked playfully.

Bai Su is instantly blushing.

Parents... She is naturally the mother of a small stone, and Ning Fan, is it the father of a small stone?

Ning Fan looked at Xu Qiuling with a smile. Naturally understand the meaning of Xu Qiu Ling.

He has no son in his life, and now he has a son...

But what?

Ning Fan looked at the whiteness beside him and sighed softly.

He passed the small stone kendo, and he was also the master of the small stone. The teacher was like a father. When the little stone is married, he should go.

"That... Ning Gongzi, if you don't want to go, you can tell the slaves where the little stones are, and the slaves can go by themselves." Bai Su is now the cultivation of Jin Dan's peak, walking in the world. There has been some self-protection.

"No, I want to see the child, and now I am growing up."

Without the opportunity to oppose Bai Su, Ning Fan took a white waist and a soft waist, and his body shape was gone.

Offshore coastal countries, Zhongshan.

Zhongshan is a subordinate comprehension country. The country is dominated by swords, and there are two major swordsmen in charge of Zhongshan.

One is the Jinguang Jianzong, the other is the Sadness of the Clouds, and all of them are in the late Jindian.

Qing Jianzong is the last sword of the Zhongshan State. The sovereign is only a monk in the late stage of the spirit.

Today, Qingjian Zong is holding a grand wedding reception.

The daughter of the Qingjian lord married the highest qualified disciple of the sect, Shi Ming.

Speaking of Shi Ming, Qing Jianzong did not sigh, no one refused.

This person is a swordsman in a mortal country. But with one person and one sword, he defeated several swordsmen of the mortal country, and even defeated many swords and swords in the body of mortals.

When he was invincible, he stepped into Zhongshan. Start challenging the monks.

In the body of mortals, one person and one sword, it is hard to be invincible under the spirit, shocked the Zhongshan country!

Numerous swordsmen cast olive branches to this person, but this person chose to join the Qing Jianzong.

The reason... naturally, because he likes the daughter of the Swordmaster of the Qing Swords, the style.

The style is also a female swordsman with outstanding qualifications in Zhongshan. She is also extremely admired by Shi Ming.

The two people are in love with each other, and the Green Sword Lord will naturally not stop this godsend.

And this Shiming cultivation speed is really horrible, only a decade after being enlisted, it has already succeeded.

In the early days of the practice of Rongling, it was invincible under the Jindan of Zhongshan.

"There is a good person, the old man has a good time, huh, huh, after the old man for a hundred years, the Qing Jianzong can be worry-free."

The Qingjian lord sat in the first seat of the Xitang, and looked at the appearance of a pair of **** in the lower part of the court. It was very gratifying.

Most of the guests below are from the same path of the last swords. Seeing Shi Ming and the style of the girl, they also presented congratulations.

At this time, several unharmonious voices suddenly reverberated over the night sky of Qingjianshan.

"Hey! Before March, Shi Ming killed my ancestral elders and had to give an explanation to the old man!"

"Oh, this style is a good one, and Shi Ming is your golden light sword, and the style will be my sad cloud sword!"

The pressure of several Jindan blame, under the pressure, the entire Qingjianshan immediately exclaimed!

"What! It is the ancestors of Jinguang and the ancestors of the sad clouds! The ones are not good, the ones are not good!"

"It is said that Shi Ming killed the Jinguang Jianzong an early elder of Jindan three months ago. I can't think it was true!"

"There is a disaster, it is a disaster! The two great ancestors of Zhongshan have appeared at the same time, and my Qing Jianzong is in a big disaster today!"

The main body of the Qing Sword is iron-green and walks out of the happy church.

Three months ago, he knew clearly that Jin Guangjian’s early elders of Jindan wanted to take their own daughter to pick up, and they were seriously injured by Shi Ming, and they were killed by blood.

It is precisely because of Shi Ming’s deep affection for his daughter, the Qingjian lord is more willing to marry his daughter.

Jin Guangjian was a big man, even though his daughter was almost insulted, the Qingjian lord did not dare to discuss it with Jinguangjian.

Unexpectedly, the party who clearly understands the loss, even dare to explain to Qing Jianzong, it is really deceiving too much!

It is only the master of the Qingjian who understands that the realm of comprehension is like this. There is no reason to say that the opponent’s fist is big and they are justified.

Biting his teeth, the Qingjian lord clenched his fists to several old monsters who stood on the top.

"Today is the day when the little girl is overjoyed. Please also give the old man a face..."

After the words were not finished, the golden ancestors who stood in the night sky had a cold scream, and a vast mana immediately hit the chest of the Qingjian lord, and sneaked into the blood.

"Face? The repair of your district in the late stage of the spirit, but also with the old man to face! Speed ​​will hand over Shi Ming. Otherwise, the old man slaughtered the Qing Jianzong today!" Jinguang ancestors sneered.

"Ha ha! The wind is a perfect stove, you can not be slaughtered together, she is the bag of the old man!" Sad cloud ancestors laughed.

"This nature, sad clouds and friends are assured, wait for this matter. The old man will wash this woman and send it to the Taoist government." Jinguang old ancestors cloud light wind.

"father!"

The red silk on the beginning of the temperament, rushed out of the festive hall, and supported his father, and looked at the old monsters who stood in the sky with anger.

Shi Ming quietly walked out of the Xitang, did not look at the master of the Qingjian. The face is cold and terrible,

No one knows, Shi Ming’s indifference at the moment is like the Zhou Ming Zhou Devil who was in the open sea.

He is a small stone, with stone as the surname, in the name of Ming.

That one word is the Ming and Ming.

That is the most admired person in his life. It is a person whom his mother likes and is a person who passes his kendo.

One day is a teacher, life is a father!

On the day of the blood-stained Gusu, it was Zhou Da’s head that made Shi Ming see what was powerful!

It has nothing to do with cultivation, and has nothing to do with kendo. It is just a belief, a persistence, and a hundred deaths are indelible!

Maybe he is not the opponent of Jin Guang's ancestors and so on, but the other party wants to destroy his sect and want to win his wife. It is impossible!

"Shi Ming is here, if you want to kill me, you can do it!"

Shi Ming stepped out, and the whole body suddenly appeared a weak sword!

Although the sword is weak, it makes people in the place shocked!

A monk in the early days of the spirit. I realized that the sword of the sword can be realized!

On the eyes of Shang Shiming’s indifference and sharpness at the moment, Jin Guang’s ancestors suddenly felt a little restless.

"This child can never stay!"

If you want to kill Shi Ming before, it is because the Zonge died a Jindan monk. At this moment, he just wants to eliminate the trouble!

Shi Ming’s qualifications made him feel scared!

"With the order of my golden ancestors, today's Qing Jianzong will be destroyed, Shi Ming will die! The daring to help the Qingjian sect is to be an enemy with me Jinguang Jianzong! Come, Tu Zong!"

Under the orders of Jinguang's ancestors, thousands of swords hidden in the night, the swords appeared, and the indifference looked at the Qingjianzong below.

One by one, the guests were scared to face the bloodless, and fled the Xitang, for fear of any relationship with the Qingjian.

Tonight, Jinguang Jianzong wants to destroy the Qingjian, I am afraid no one can stop...

Tonight, Shi Ming, who is known as the first Qingjun of Zhongshan, will also drop the Pearl...

"Zhou Shushu...mother..." Shi Ming closed his eyes and sighed.

He is not afraid of death, only regret that he can no longer see Ning Fan and his mother before death.

At the next moment, Shi Ming opened his eyes in disbelief and looked at the two people who appeared out of nowhere in the night sky.

A white young man, carrying a white woman, appeared on the night sky.

No one can see, how these two people appear!

"Uncle Zhou!"

Shi Ming’s eyes were always cold, and suddenly it was extremely hot.

In the next moment, Ning Fan and Bai Su landed outside the Xitang.

Ning Fan reached out and patted Shi Ming’s head and smiled. “The small stone grew up...”

"Small stones!" Bai Su has sent tears in sentimentality.

The eyes of Jin Guang’s ancestors shrank, and I couldn’t think of Qing Jianzong’s foreign aid. The foreign aid was still the elder of Shi Ming.

He swept Ning Fan and couldn't see Ning Fan's cultivation. When he looked at Bai Su, he immediately sank in his heart.

Jindan Peak...

Trouble, I can’t think of Shi Ming’s elders who have Jin Dan’s peak. Today, I’m afraid I have to fight hard.

However, it seems that Bai Su’s breath is vain, and it should not be a person who often fights. The combat power should not be high.

"Sad cloud friends, you and I joined hands to win this woman, how?" Jinguang ancestors sneered.

"Good! But after the event, she is my cockroach!" The sorrowful ancestors licked their tongues, and the golden dragon's peak furnace was not found anywhere.

The voice of the two people just fell, suddenly on the cold eyes of Ning Fan!

That is how cold eyes, no feelings, only indifference to kill!

"He is my own child!"

Ning Fan's cold voice, like countless thunder, directly in the Jinguang ancestors and thousands of people know the sea!

The ancestors of Jinguang and the ancestors of the sad cloud have changed greatly. Everyone in this place is a dramatic change!

"Yuan... Yuan Yingxiu! This person can shock me with a voice, it must be a Yuan Ying monk!"

"Fr... husband, Zhou Shushu, who you often mentioned to me, is actually a Yuanying monk!" The wind stunned and stunned.

"No, Zhou Shushu is not a Yuanying monk, he is..." Shi Ming wanted to say that Ning Fan was a monk of the gods. The next moment, even himself was shocked.

Ning Fan is not a **** monk! How can he just make a **** repair!

A vast momentum spread out from Ning Fan, and the entire Zhongshan country began to tremble!

The mountain is shaking, the river is flowing backwards, the earth is shaking, the sky is cracking everywhere, and the void is completely disturbed!

"Crush... broken! The legendary broken monk!"

Jinguang's ancestors were almost scared.

This kind of heaven and earth vision can only be triggered by the broken monk!

Broken, broken... that is the realm he can't think of!

If you break the virtual power, you only need one spell, you can kill the whole lower-level comprehension country. How can he be offended by such a person!

"Before...predecessors, this is a misunderstanding, please listen to the old man to explain!" Jinguang ancestors trembled, begging for mercy.

Ning Fan’s expression was still indifferent, and he slowly raised his hand and caught it.

He doesn't need any explanation, he just needs to die for everyone in Shiming!

With only one grasp, an unimaginable force of collapse immediately swept through the sky, and shattered thousands of Jinguangzong monks into blood.

The thick **** smell is filled with the sky, and all of them come to the guests!

There was also a guest who had been to Zhongzhou, shaking his hands and taking a portrait from the storage bag.

That is the portrait of Yunyun Yuhuang!

Not wrong, not wrong!

"He, he is Yunyun Yuhuang! He is Yuhuang!"

In a word, everyone in this place is scared to death!

This person is not only a broken old man, but also the most powerful Yunyun Yuhuang in the nine worlds!

"By...before the rain!"

Numerous monks squatted on Qingjianshan and bowed down to Ningfan.

Ning Fan frowned and folded, and everyone was directly raised.

Turned around and looked at the confusing Shi Ming, smiling and touching Shi Ming’s head, as close as ever.

"Uncle Zhou, you..." Shi Ming had a guess in his heart. He guessed that his uncle Zhou was the **** of the rain.

It’s just that this guess is too amazing, he dare not think about it.

"Stupid child... I will always be your uncle Zhou, you are married today, I will bring you to see you."

Ning Fan's sleeves were a trick, and a golden Dandao fruit floated on the night sky, which was left after the death of Jin Guang's ancestors.

After thinking about it, I took out a box of Golden Dandao from the storage bag. Yes, it was a box.

"These are my heart and my mother's heart, and you accept it."

Bai Su's face is red, he is so close to her, so he said so.

The master of the Qingjian has been stunned.

He did not know that the background of his son-in-law was so terrible.

孽云雨皇!孽云雨皇!

Qing Jianzong, the Danmao force, actually formed a 'children's family' with the Yunyun Yuhuang, which gave him a feeling of being in a dream.

However, the style is very well-behaved. When I enter the Xitang, I will take Shi Ming and give tea to Ning Fan and Bai Su.

"Please ask the father to drink tea, please drink tea with my mother-in-law..."

"No, not what you think..." Bai Su wants to explain her relationship with Ning Fan, but she doesn't know what to say, blushing her head down.

Ning Fan took the tea bowl and looked at Bai Su with great depth. He tasted the spirit tea and nodded with satisfaction.

This is not a mistake...