Grasping Evil

Three days later, Ning Fan sent Bai Su back to Gusu.

I lived for another month and returned to Vietnam alone.

He did not know how the earth-shaking changes took place in Zhongshan after he left the Zhongshan State.

Numerous Yuan Ying, Huashen and even the singularity of the blame, went to Zhongshan State not far away, and died to make the Qing Jianzong.

What is the reason... Shi Ming is the ‘son’ of Yun Yun Yuhuang. Do you need more reasons to make a settlement?

Looking at the many old monsters that flattered themselves, the master of the Qingjian smiled bitterly.

The people here, just one of them is enough to sweep the Zhongshan country, is his hopeless existence.

Unexpected...

He was just looking for a son-in-law who was a good girl to her daughter. She never thought about finding a son-in-law who was so terrible in the background.

Shi Mingli is at the top of Qingjian Mountain, one stop for seven days.

"Frather, don't be sad, the father-in-law will come back to see you." The wind esotericly leaned on the side of Shi Ming and advised.

She thought that Shi Ming was missing Ning Fan and Bai Su.

"No, I am not sad, I am just feeling... I have been chasing the footsteps of that person, trying to cultivate, thinking that one day, become his arm. Now I find out how hard it is to catch up with his footsteps. ..." Shi Ming sighed.

"Fu Jun..." The wind does not know how to go to Shi Shiming, biting his lips.

"However, I will not give up, I will follow the footsteps of that person, step by step, become as powerful as him, strong enough to protect the beloved, no harm... I will not let him down! ”

Shi Ming’s eyes are fascinating, and such a gaze makes the wind fascinated.

"French can do it, love you..."

...

Su Yan, Gu Shi Niang, and three women who burned their wings, have recently been busy simplifying the four-family magic pattern. Trying to make this magic pattern more suitable for low-level monks inscribed.

They are the konjac of the horns, the ghosts, and the six wings, and they are proficient in the magic.

Feng Xueyan is also a konjac, but it is just a guy who mixes and drinks...

"Sister Yan, the master is about to soar, don't you go see him?" Gu Shiiang looked at Su Yan with pity.

"Look at him, what qualifications do I have to look at him..." Su Yan sighed.

"How is it not qualified? Among me, only you are qualified." The burning wings looked at Su Yan admiringly.

The same is the konjac, but the swallowing wings and Gu Shiniang know that Ning Fan has never been tempted by them. Only interested in Su Yan.

Gu Shi Niang asked Ning Fan to kill the ghost elders, Ning Fan should, and take her away.

The burning of the wings was brought out by Ning Fan from the Six Wings.

From the beginning to the end, Ning Fan was alienated from both of her, not because they were not good, but only without affection. Only grace.

"I... I am not qualified..." Su Yan stunned with self-injury.

There are too many excellent women around Ning Fan, and she is just the unremarkable one.

Within the sacred family, she was saved by Meng Ningfan, but she was never able to return.

The reward is not enough. When Ning Fan faces the broken and powerful enemy, she is unable to help.

“What is not qualified?” Ning Fan smiled and stepped into the Magic Temple. Scared the three women to stand up straight, respectful salute.

"Why are you so happy, you continue to be busy, I will look around and will not bother you."

"Yes."

The three women said, re-sit down, surrounded by the jade table, repeatedly painted the mysterious magic lines on the rice paper.

Ning Fan quietly looked at it, and sure enough, he did not bother.

The four families of magic patterns, he did not all inscribed that year. It will not be inscribed in the future.

His magic pattern is the demon magic pattern, which does not require these low-order magic lines.

However, Ning Fan had to admit that the three women’s accomplishments of the magic pattern were indeed very high.

After some improvement, it is a **** monk, and you can also engrave a corner of the body. Improve the power of the flesh.

Among the three women, Su Yan’s magic lines are the highest.

She used to be the head of the horns, and her experience was not comparable to that of the other two women.

The biggest thing in improving the magical texture is that she is none other than her.

Gu Shi Niang, burning wings and frowning, did not touch a little bit at a point, I do not know how to continue to improve the magic pattern.

Su Yan is clear in thinking, hand-written, and a trace of silk to improve the magic pattern.

Just the loss in my heart is too big, the face can not help but be a little pale, the show is even more sweaty.

She is concentrating on the design of the magic lines, and suddenly, the body is tight.

Ning Fan actually took a handkerchief and was wiping her forehead sweat.

"Don't... don't do this..." Su Yan was a little confused.

"I disturbed you?" asked Ning Fan.

"No..."

"Well, then you continue to be busy, I will not bother you."

Su Yan is speechless, her heart has been completely disturbed by Ning Fan, and she has been unable to concentrate on it!

Think of him as a tree, treat him as a tree, and regard him as a tree...

Su Yan silently recited the spell in his heart. Gradually, he left Ning Fan behind his mind and redesigned the magic pattern.

Ning Fan is full of black lines, he has thieves in his hands, how do you not know what Su Yan thinks at the moment.

She regarded him as a tree...

Ok, a tree is a tree.

Just as Su Yan was concentrating on it, Ning Fan quietly took Su Yan’s hand and pushed the law into Su Yan’s body.

Su Yan's pale face gradually became normal ruddy, and then became blushing.

"You... can you leave for a while..." Su Yan said helplessly.

"I disturbed you?" asked Ning Fan.

"No..."

"Oh, then you continue to be busy, ignore me. Anyway, I am a tree."

Su Yan’s face is even redder, and her heart has been seen through him...

Feel the power of Ning Fan into the body, Su Yan's heart is a little sweet.

Let him continue to be annoying here.

Nothing bad...

The original face of the self-injury, the starter smiles.

Obviously disturbed, Su Yan felt that her thoughts were clearer. Before dark, she finally improved the magic lines.

Ning Fan, holding her hand for a day.

Su Yan gently pulled out the soft palm, got up and exhausted, and this way, the law was not enough to know when she had left.

The magical temple of the Sutra, the moonlight is dim. Only she and Ning Fan are two...

"Your hand is very cold, I think it is too busy recently, some physical weakness. The magic pattern improvement does not have to be rushed for a while, this matter is too depleted, can be slowly illustrated." Ning Fan looked at Su Yan with concern. That look, so Su Yan some dodge.

"Is there anything I want to say to me?" asked Ning Fan.

"What can I say?" Su Yan hangs his head and looks like a resentful dragon girl.

Three thousand blue silk is like a waterfall, and there are two delicate jade small horns on the head, but it is cute.

"You want to go back to the horns, if you wish. I can lift the suppression of the horns..." Ning Fan’s words are not finished, they are saddened by Su Yan.

"You want to drive me away, are you? You know that the horns are not my home..."

"Sorry, I saw you feeling down. I thought you were homesick. If you don't want to leave, this country is your home, no one will drive you away."

Ning Fan apologized for a smile, reached out and played with the small horn of the jade on the head of Su Yan. Sugan Su Yan Qiao blush, but did not resist.

"If one day, I will die in the East..." Ning Fan said lightly.

"You can't die!" Su Yan suddenly nervous.

"I haven't finished talking yet, of course I will not die. I mean, if one day, I will die in the East, I don't know who else is lucky, to caress your little horn, just to touch this little horn, I Will come back alive."

Ning Fan is obviously playing Xu Yan. It is clear!

Su Yan looked at Ning Fan with shame, she said something! How can she qualify for that kind of words! Ning Fan actually induced her to say that!

"Early rest, this bottle of medicinal herbs is called Yang Dan, has the effect of restoring your heart, you often lose your heart. Occasionally take one, good for your health."

Ning Fan handed Su Yan a Dan bottle, and then stroked Su Yan's side face, turned and walked out of the magic pattern hall.

Su Yanyan's time is pretty bloody, watching the back of Ning Fan's departure, his eyes blurred, and he couldn't speak for a long time...

Recalling that year, Ning Fan hugged her to escape the squad of the corners of the devils, and suddenly lost.

The Dan bottle in his hand seemed to be heavier, and she was carefully put away, as if she had collected the most precious things.

"Remember to go home..." She whispered, her voice was very small.

Only after Ning Fan walked away, she dared to say what she said.

"Okay." Ning Fan's answer was passed back to the Magic Temple.

Su Yan’s heart instantly missed a shot, licking his lips and running back to his house.

The face is burning and burning.

I don’t think of the patriarch of the ancestor, but also the side of such a small daughter... interesting...

Ning Fan smiled back to the room and saw a small black scorpion on his couch.

"Little black thinks about me?"

Ning Fan was very enthusiastic to hold the little black scorpion in his arms, and the palm of his hand touched the soft body of Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan immediately showed the humanized shameful color, and his body shape changed into a woman who was not in the air.

"Indecent!" Charm morning looked at Ning Fan with angrily.

Although she changed back to the human form, at the moment, Ning Fan’s hand still grasped the tenderness of her chest.

Even so, it is better to return to the human form, but also to eat less tofu!

"Is there something for Xiaohe to find me?"

"Cut, what do I have to look for you in this stinky man?" Charm morning broke away from Ning Fan's arms, and he had a hand on his body. He had no clothes to ask.

"Need to make a breakthrough in the realm of the crystal?" Ning Fan can see that the repair of the charm morning is still a distance away from the broken four heavens, but not far away.

However, if there is a large amount of Daojing help, it is not difficult to break through the broken four.

The charm of the morning face is red, she really came to borrow the crystal, but borrowed the words of Daojing, she really can't say.

She needs about 4 million crystals to break through the four days.

Although Qimei City still has 70 million Daojing, but 4 million is not a small number, she is embarrassed to take it.

Although Ning Fan has already ordered, if the charm of the morning needs, you can directly use the crystal.

"Little black, don't see me."

Ning Fan's sleeves were taken, the charm morning stood unsteadily, and fell directly in Ning Fan's arms.

There is no such thing as an imaginary affair. Ning Fan bends a little, and the charm morning exits the human form and becomes a whole body.

Stroking the sleek and clean skin, Ning Fan’s mouth is like a smile, and Xiao Yan is ashamed.

Ning Fan’s hand is touching where!

Although she has become a whole body, there are also rituals and virginity!

"As a demon pet, you are obliged to sleep with your master." Ning Fan said with a strong heart.

"Hey!" Xiao Yan strongly protested.

"Sleep."

Ning Fan has a sleeve and the candle in the room is extinguished.

He really took a nap for a night. I didn't do anything bad.

For the first time, Charm Morning suspected her own charm. Isn’t her beauty in human form not as good as her appearance?

Otherwise, why does Ning Fan hold her sleeping, not sleeping with her?

Snuggling in Ning Fan's arms, Xiao Yan gradually no longer entangled this problem. Sniffing the taste of Ning Fan, I accidentally slept very sweetly.

Tianming, Ning Fan woke up, Xiao Yan has no idea where to go.

Silence a little, Ning Fan got dressed and went to find other women.

This goes to Dongtian. It is unpredictable to return, after all, it is to give everyone an account.

Ning Fan smiled and took off his body and disappeared into the room.

Qimei City, the Temple of the Sword.

The temple is inside a stone gate. A woman in a pink dress is kneeling on the ground, constantly licking her sword, and her eyebrows are tight.

She has a ruin and a heavy day of cultivation, breaking through the broken two, just can not break through.

It is not a lack of cultivation, not a lack of understanding, but a confusion.

Try the impact bottleneck again. Still ended in failure.

Fujiko soft opened his eyes, wiped the sweat, and the light was full of sighs.

"He wants to fly up..."

"He once said that I was free after five hundred years. I would have been suspicious. It turned out that he didn't need me to be with him for five hundred years. At that time he was not broken, so he needed my strength. With his cultivation now, how can he need a helper with a broken sky... I am useless to him."

"In that year, I also chased him by the order of the Rattan... He didn't say it, he should hate me."

Teng is soft and self-talking, suddenly. A white youth appeared in front of her, and she was shocked.

"You... how come you!"

"I... how can I not come?"

Ning Fan smiled and walked by the side of the vine.

The vines were soft and eyebrows, and the **** moved to the side.

Ning Fan decisively followed up.

"What are you doing?" The vine is soft and speechless, and can't hide from Ning Fan. Do not hide, Ren Ningfan glared at himself.

"Do you still remember the technique of the sword?" asked Ning Fan.

This question, vine is soft and embarrassing, but also a shame.

The technique of the sword is the sword that she mistakenly thought of when she and Ning Fan first met.

Oh, it’s because I remembered the past of killing Ning Fan.

I was ashamed because she later learned that Ning Fan would not have any swordsmanship at all.

Therefore, the worship of Ning Fan is extremely extreme!

However, Ning Fan has never said anything to break the facts, and accepts her worship with ease.

"There is no such thing as a sword in the world..." Rattan shook his head.

"Gambling. If I really speak the sword, you will stay in Vietnam forever. If I don't, you will be free, you can leave the rain."

In the end, Ning Fan’s sleeves were directly lifted off the vines and the detachment of the sea!

free! He really still free her!

Without the joy of regaining freedom, there was some bitterness in Fujitsu’s heart.

She clearly knows that he will not speak the sword.

He played this bet, probably just to find an excuse to drive her away.

Sure enough, there is no use value, and her vines are nothing.

"Do you want to gamble?" asked Ning Fan.

"Okay, gamble! Ok, gambling is over! You can't say swordsmanship, can I go!"

Go, where are you going?

He rushed her out of the rain, where she can go.

Back to the tree world, is it her home?

Fujiwara just wanted to stand up, but he was stunned by Ning Fan and sat down again.

"Where do you want to go? If you lose, you must stay in the rain for a lifetime. Look, this is the sword of the sword. Hey!"

Ning Fan’s gaze suddenly turned a word, and the word was pronounced, and the sound wave was turned into a sword mang, and all the four stone swords in Shiguan were smashed!

"You lost." Ning Fan smiled.

"I, lost? You, what do you mean? You want me to stay in the rain forever?"

Rattan's delicate heart suddenly missed a shot, and looked at Ning Fan unbelievably.

What does he mean, what does he mean?

"Get it, study it well, don't you like the technique of the sword? Do you want to improve it and give it to me in the future."

Ning Fan handed the jade in the sleeve to the vines, and smashed the vines with the sturdy stalks of the vines, stood up, smiled and floated away.

"He didn't drive me away..." The vines held the jade in his hand and squatted there.

Suddenly remembered the second half of Ning Fan, Fujii softly showed the color of shame.

Ding furnace... He asked her to work hard and cook for him? Think beautiful!

Although they have been acquainted with the sea, it is only a last resort, her body is still pure.

probably...

However, he actually lifted her ban.

Is it because of trust...

The vines were soft and secluating, and from beginning to end, she could not understand Ning Fan.

"What exactly are you pursuing..." she muttered to herself.

...

Ning Fan went to the grave to see the green scorpion and left some embarrassment for her to study.

Out of the grave, it is natural to live in the ghosts.

It was said that Xue Qing had a little bit of refining experience, as if it was passed to Dangu in Dan Island.

The ghost scorpion and the ancestors of the fire cloud are talking about the drink, and the arrival of Ning Fan happens to make up three people.

The ghost bird is already repaired in the late Yuan Ying, the ancestors of the fire cloud are also the monks of the Yuan Dynasty, and the Ning Fan is broken.

All three are non-custom people, and they don’t care what is a gap.

Speaking of it, the ghost bird is still the father-in-law of Ning Fan, a friend of the old devil.

On the basis of generations, Ning Fan is lower than the ghosts and sparrows.

When I talked about it, it was already late at night. Ning Fan left some medicinal herbs and fruit for the two, and then went to other places in the ghosts.

Speaking of it, he is still the Ning Zun of the ghost.

The place where he went is naturally Mingyuetan. He knows that the blue eyebrows and the egrets are waiting for him here.

The evening wind is sloppy, the lakeside, a blue and a powder of two peerless beauty, each with a touch of sorrow, watching the pool water.

They have already heard the news that Ning Fan is going to soar. This is a different one. I don’t know what year and month to meet...

A scene of memories, reappearing, that year, there was a teenager, into the ghosts...

As the thoughts flew, the blue eyebrows suddenly screamed, and the egrets did not sigh with anger.

In the next moment, the two women have fallen into a warm embrace.

"Do you want to say goodbye?" Ning Fan asked to Blue Eyebrow.

"Well..." The blue eyebrows screamed.

"Want to take revenge?" Ning Fan asked the egret.

"Of course! My charm is getting more and more powerful, you may not be able to host me... Ah!"

The Egret has not stopped, and the three have disappeared on the bank of Mingyuetan.

It’s not known where I went, it seems to have gone to the blue eyebrows.

What you have done is completely unknown.

No one knows... probably...