Grasping Evil

The night is deep, and in the house of Ningfan, there will be a blade of grass that contains the grass, including the entrance.

Refining the gods, there is a clear-mindedness, not only can be used to cultivate the sham, but also taken daily, can enhance the understanding of the monks.

Comprehension is a very mysterious thing. The road to repairing the road, at the beginning, can be paved with medicinal herbs, to a higher level of cultivation, often more important to close the enlightenment.

If you realize it, you will realize it. If you don't realize it, then it will take a lot of time to pay for it.

The repairers are like ants, the Taoist is rare, and there are very few who can compete with the heavens and the earth.

At the entrance of a refining **** leaf, Ning Fan hastened to close his eyes and let the blades of grass melt.

Gradually, a hint of coolness flows through the sea of ​​knowledge. At this moment, Ning Fan's memory became extremely clear. He could even remember the past when he was three years old and was accepted as a child by the Ning family.

But before the age of three, the memory was blank and seemed to be erased by life.

His heart is slightly strange, but it is not too strange. Most of the children who earn a lot of Ningjia will erase their previous memories, only to be completely loyal to Ningjia. This ruthless means is the tradition of comprehension.

Knowing the sea is getting cooler, and Ning Fan’s heart is more and more aware.

His thoughts gradually spread and swept away toward the vast night sky.

His mind is only the limit of the range of five hundred miles, but he is obeying the **** of grass, and his thoughts are only turned into a trace, and this silk **** is floating farther and farther!

Thousands of miles, thousands of miles, 100,000 miles, millions of miles!

Ning Fan does not know that he is doing an extremely dangerous thing - God is thinking about the line!

The ability to cover a wide range of minds and condense into a thin line of hair can greatly enhance the perceived distance.

This technique is for the lost ancient gods and gods - God travels thousands of miles! This technique is initially mastered, at least it needs to be cultivated by Zhenxian, but it is displayed by Ning Fan unintentionally!

Ning Fan was fascinated and faintly felt that his power of divine thoughts became fine and fine, piercing the sky of nine million feet, piercing the barriers of the rainy fairy world, and drifting beyond the fairy world. , the vast starry sky!

Among the stars, every star of the hustle and bustle has Qionglou Yuyu on it, but it is too far and far apart, and the monk cannot go to that place above the stars. But Ning Fan, I saw it!

Above the starry sky, it is the monks who are struggling to get out of the sky - four days of fairyland!

His mind is extended to the limit and cannot be extended. Only one star that is closest to you can be perceived.

A star, there are thousands of countries, each of which is bigger than the country.

"The star of Dongfu!" Ning Fan's mind recalls a noun in the memory of the ancient emperor.

The monks who fly in the air are so calm and horrible, and there are even many people who are repaired to be more on the broken!

However, it seems that I have perceived the discovery of Ning Fan's thoughts, and suddenly there was a cold old voice, which sounded from the star of the house.

"Hey! He is a junior, dare to display the magical power of ‘God Touring Miles’, and spy on my basaltic star! Hey? You are not a person in the void world, there is no ‘fairy’ in the body...”

This voice is only a scorn, but Ning Fan Shen, almost collapsed under the voice of this person! This person's cultivation is far beyond Ning Fan's cognition!

In amazement, Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes, but God thought, still staying in the starry sky above the millions of miles, can not be recovered!

"Not good! This is the ancient gods of the gods, not what I can master! God, can't get it back!"

He was as sinking as water, and he couldn't think of taking the refining of the gods. He would have entered the four-day fairyland and couldn't take it back. Is it so easy to practice the thoughts of the Jindan peak?

When Ning Fan gritted his teeth, within the Xinghai, among the basaltic stars, the old man seemed to find something, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Interesting, it turns out that you are a lower monk... Oh, you can practice the "God Tour Miles", but the understanding is not bad... Well, in the mind of God, there is the taste of the refining grass, the chance is not small This grass has been obtained by you... What surprised the old man is that you have gathered a sword... It seems that you have encountered some trouble, but the old man will help you, it is a good one. The fate..."

The old man’s sacred words were released, wrapped in Ning Fan’s fine as a god, and sent out the Xinghai world.

In front of the old man, Ning Fan first felt that he was small!

That kind of power is by no means comparable to the Emperor and the Emperor... Ning Fan has only one feeling. The old man’s thoughts, such as the deep ocean, cannot be explored, but his own thoughts are nothing but a trivial flaw in the ocean. .

It seems that it is blocked by the power of cross-border. The old man can't travel at the intersection of the rainy world. He will sing the nerves of Ning Fan and shake back to the rain.

Immediately, Ning Fan hurriedly recovered his face and looked pale. He did not hesitate to take out the coral king who had been exchanged for the day, and burned it into a slurry with a broken Dan Ding.

so close! If God remembers to come back slowly, Ning Fan’s knowledge of the sea will completely collapse!

Fortunately, there is the stability of the Coral Ming Wang, his knowledge of the sea, began to stabilize, concise, and his temperament gradually recovered.

After a long time, he exhaled a sigh of gas and smiled.

"I don't think of it, I will encounter this danger when I take the refining **** grass. But, the starry world is the four-day fairyland. Unfortunately, I don't know which day of the four days... maybe In the future, when I fly from the rain, I will go to the fairy world..."

A sinister, but Ning Fan did not have no gains, at least, he plainly understood the ancient gods magic - God travels thousands of miles!

It is a pity that this magical power, Ning Fan Xiu is not broken, will never be used again, too dangerous...

Slightly addicted, he decided to take the second piece of refining the leaves, this time be careful, there should be no accidents.

Only he has not taken the second blade of grass, in the night, the spirit of the big array, gently flashed a bit.

At the same time, a shadow, hide this murderous, quietly approaching Ning Fan's house. Outside the house, a censer was ignited, and the burning of it was a rather rare fragrance of the country.

As the name implies, this thing is naturally the favorite thing of the flower thief. Once this incense is ignited, even if it is the female repair in the early days of the spirit, you will often lose your mind and let others be at the mercy of others.

It is an egret to release the fragrance in the house of Ningfan!

"Oh? This girl is fascinated by me, is it trying to kill me?"

Ning Fan’s eyes flashed in the cold, and he closed the refining leaves and fainted on the bed.

He would like to see how the egret is facing him.

The sound of Ning Fan’s fall fell in the ear of the egret, and suddenly turned into a measurable smile.

Today, the egret, wearing a veil, faintly visible jade crystal, and the veil covered, showing the slenderness of her jade legs.

The egret's jade legs are her greatest pride, enough to attract all the men's eyeballs, but this jade leg, but last night, was touched by Ning Fan, pinching the bruises...

"Hateful Ning Fan, my egret, will report this hate tonight!"

Her eyes faintly shed tears and turned into hateful teeth. But when hateful, there is a hint of hesitation.

Pushing the door in, holding a smuggled middle-class dagger, she walked lightly to the bed, coldly raised the dagger, outside the window, seems to have a cold wind blowing.

Only, she daggers, swaying, after all, did not stab.

"If I kill him, I will be tired of double sisters..."

She gently put down the dagger, the silver teeth bite, turned and walked away, but just at the moment of turning, a pair of powerful arms, grabbed her waist, and threw her on the bed, pressed under her.

"The courage is not small, Miss Ding furnace... I dare to assassinate the master..." Ning Fan held the hands of the egret, his body clinging to his chest, the heat in his mouth, blowing to the ear of the egret.

The egrets, when they saw Ning Fan did not faint, the pretty face showed the color of fear, "You... why are you fragrant...not effective..."

By the strong palm of Ning Fan, holding the wrist, the egret struggled twice and found that he could not break free. And with Ning Fan close to the body, Ning Fan body, yin and yang magic pulse unconsciously exudes the spiritual power, making the egret body more soft and weak.

Her sad discovery, Ning Fan, even if she did not apply her charm, she could not hurt Ning Fan...

She bit her teeth, close her eyes, don't overdo it, no longer resist, desperate, "I am defeated... I want to kill you, follow you..."

"You are my life, I will only double repair with you, how can I kill you..."

"Do you want to die with you, I would rather die..." The Egret said half of it, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have lost his youth.

As a lost woman, she hates Ning Fan, but as a disciple, she feels that Ning Fan has not shot a female disciple, which is a better elder. Complex... It is this complicated mind that made her unable to keep her heart and kill Ning Fan.

"You are my life."

"I don't want to." The egret is determined to be authentic.

"Yes, I will give you a chance... I don't move here, I don't do anything, you can enjoy me. If you can take a trace from me, I won't let you. When the Ding furnace, on the contrary, give you a Ding furnace..."

Ning Fan loosened the egret's wrist, turned over, and lay on the bed side by side with the egret.

And his words made the egret look astounding.

"Shameless, good to say, I am picking you up, not to be given by you..."

The egret is not a fool, he has to make up for Ning Fan, not to do that...

However, Ning Fan's calm and calm, let her not like, before Ning Fan came, the double-decoration of the temple is high, obviously her egret.

"Hey, anyway, he has lost his life, and let him take advantage of it. If he can succeed in picking him up, maybe I can break through the middle of the melt in one fell swoop... so no one, my egret, let you regret it. Nothing!"

Her gaze, looking at Ning Fan with a cold look, turned over and sat on Ning Fan.

Hey, one piece fades the gauze shirt, but the tube top does not take off. Can make Ning Fan take less advantage, it’s good...

She hesitated a little, but when she gritted her teeth, she still untied her long skirt. The jade legs were in the candlelight, and there was a slight faint smudge...

"Oh? I just hugged you, you are all..."

"Take your mouth well!" Under the shame of the egret, the head of Ning Fan was cut off.

Her heart is full of sorrow, if the yin and yang spirit of Ning Fan is infiltrated into her body, how can she be ugly...

Hateful, he was looked at by him, not sucking his Yuanyang, how to dispel this hate!

However, he can't completely abolish his cultivation, otherwise he will completely offend his master behind him...

Speaking of it, this is still myself, the first time to menge the men... The time before and Ning Fan, not counting, it’s completely Ning Fan’s unilateral jealousy...

"I started..."

She was slightly nervous. She used to make up the man. Is it so sensible? Her little hand, untied Ning Fan’s underwear, cold palm, touched the neck of Ning Fan, the other hand, slipped down, and touched the root of Ning Fan. Things, hot and thick, let her almost want to escape immediately, no longer pick up Ning Fan.

"I can't lose..."

She closed her eyes, pointed the object, and prepared to sit down, but at this time, she was disturbed by Ning Fan.

"Miss Devil, you are too unprofessional... Pick me up, how can I come to the full set... You don't, what?"

"You... what are you talking about!"

The egret is pretty shy and wants to kill.

Indeed, the technique of harvesting, the foreplay is very important. If you want to mend the man, it is best to have a foreplay and to inspire the man’s Yuanyang.

However, the egrets are disgusted with Ning Fan, how to be willing to use the mouth of the mouth, to contain that hot, to slip on his own tongue, entangle the ugly!

"You... you don't have to take a step..."

"I have to take the inch? You are picking me up, I am the victim... If you don't have a foreplay, we will repair it as a gap. I am afraid that it is difficult for you to pick me up... you will lose..."

"I won't lose!"

Among the egrets, there was a hint of pride, hesitating, leaning down, closing his eyes, and cloning the object.

For a moment, a strange heat flow flooded the whole body, making her almost mournful.

What made her horrified was Ning Fan, who was actually twitching.

"Don't move... you... you dare..."

"I am helping you, your skills, too raw..."

Ning Fan’s eyes are inexplicably smiling. The eighteenth furnace could not escape his palm.

He cultivated the "Yin and Yang", and said that the Egret, even the female devil of Jindan's peak, could not make up for him.

So bet, but to let the egret, from the psychological acceptance of the identity of the furnace.

This is simply to trick the little girl...

At this moment, even Ning Fan himself felt that he was a little mean. However, the means are mean and the style is not mean. This is enough.

Everything is only for the purpose, it is the true devil.

However, Ning Fan gradually found that he seemed to underestimate the egret.

Her tongue is so soft, so hot... I don’t really let her pick it up...