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Xuan Ming's old thing deliberately flattered himself and arranged a girl while he was sleeping, which Chen Nan could understand.

After all.

Heroes love beauty.

It's just...

This girl... Why are you still wearing clothes?

This wave of operation Chen Nan is a little confused.

Maybe I feel someone watching me.

The sleeping woman slowly opened her eyes.

When she saw herself lying in the arms of a man who was still staring at her.

Suddenly he was furious.

She raised her foot sharply and kicked Chen Nan under the bed, then stood up and looked at Chen Nan murderously: "What are you?" Why in this girl's room?

"This is your room?" Chen Nan's face was full of surprise.

Scold!

A cold knife appeared in the woman's hand: "It's not my aunt's room, could it be yours?" "

Say."

"Who are you?"

"What did you do to me last night?"

"Dissipate the gas, dissipate the gas!" Chen Nan knew that this was a misunderstanding, and immediately said, "This is a misunderstanding, it was Xuanji who arranged for me to live here."

"And you weren't there when I stayed here."

"As for when you'll be back."

"Did you do anything to you while you were asleep..."

"You can check your clothes."

"Don't worry, I don't like flat chests."

The woman's face was frosty, and then she looked down to check her clothes.

After making sure that it has not been untied.

That's a sigh of relief.

It's just that.

She didn't remember a man in bed when she came back last night.

"Girl, when did you come back?"

Xuan Ji heard the voice here and ran over with excitement on his face.

"Father, what the hell is going on? How could you arrange for a man to stay in my room? Xuan Qing straightened his face, not hiding the anger in his heart.

Xuan Ji smiled: "Chen Nan is a guest, I was thinking that you went out to retreat and cultivate, and there was no one in the room, so I arranged him to your room."

"He Cheng thought you would be back so soon."

"Did you break through?"

"That's not right!"

"Why are you still an upper god general?"

"Didn't break through the shackles?"

He felt his daughter's breath, a little chaotic, which made him feel deeply uneasy.

"There was a mistake when I broke through, and I failed to step into the God King Realm." Xuan Qingyin said casually, and then stared at Chen Nandao: "Father, hurry up and drive this man out of the tribe, I don't want to see him!"

Xuan Ji: "Girl, he is your grandfather's lifesaver."

"What? Grandfather is back? An incredible light appeared in Xuan Qingying's eyes.

She is the strongest among the younger generation of the Cold Knife Tribe.

The reason why she practiced hard.

In order to become a strong person, and then step through the Misty Valley to find his grandfather.

Who would have thought that my grandfather had actually returned.

"He's in the back mangosteen forest, go visit his old man's house." A shallow smile appeared on Xuan Ji's face: "If he sees you, he will definitely be very happy."

"Good." Xuan Qingyin put away the long knife and walked towards the back mountain bamboo forest at the fastest speed.

Xuan Ji said apologetically to Chen Nan: "Old ancestor, the previous incident made you laugh, I am this precious girl, I have been pampered since childhood, and her personality is somewhat tricky, don't take her words to heart."

"I'll just walk around!"

Chen Nan naturally did not take Xuan Qingying's words to heart.

Seeing the sky get dark.

He also planned to go to the holy land of the Cold Knife Tribe to draw the Cold Knife.

After that, Chen Nan quietly came to the back mountain of the Cold Dao Tribe.

From a distance, he felt a terrifying knife intent permeating the mountain.

Follow the cave into it.

With each step, the knife intent becomes stronger.

Even if Chen Nan's flesh was solid and extremely hard, there was a knife-like pain.

"What is the origin of this cold knife in the Cold Knife Tribe?"

"Why is there so much power?"

Chen Nan couldn't calm his heart.

He himself has the Desolate Sacred Body.

This is the most terrifying physique.

Not to mention that he is still practicing Eight Nine Xuan Gong now.

Took so many peaches.

The strength of the flesh.

Look at the entire three worlds.

Throughout the ages.

How many people can compare?

Even Sun Wukong, a innate spirit body that was born and raised, may not be able to compare.

But now.

Just feeling the breath emitted by the cold knife, he felt the pain.

You can imagine how sharp this cold knife is.

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"Father, even if he enters the Holy Land without permission and wants to draw the Cold Knife, he is an outsider after all, and it is impossible for him to get close to the Cold Knife."

In the bamboo forest.

Xuan Ji looked at the location of the holy place in the distance.

Xuan Ming took a cup of tea: "There are no absolutes, there are exceptions to everything." I believe he was able to get close to the cold knife and even pull out the cold knife.

Speaking of this, looking at his granddaughter Xuan Qingyin, a trace of pain appeared in his eyes: "Girl, you have become like this, grandfather is distressed in his heart."

Xuan Qingying smiled: "Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, grandfather has been trapped in the Misty Valley for so many years, he should look down on life and death!"

"Grandfather did look down on life and death, but grandfather can't do white-haired people send black-haired people!" Two lines of tears crossed the corners of Xuan Ming's eyes.

"Father, what are you talking about?" Xuan Ming's face turned sallow: "Qingyun just failed to step into the God King Realm, wait for a period of rest and break through again, what's the big deal!"

Xuan Ming let out a long sigh: "Although the words are true, this girl hurt her muscles, and her life will not be long in coming!" "

Boom!

Xuan Ji suddenly had a feeling like five thunders hitting the top.

He seemed to have lost his three souls and seven spirits, and slumped on the chair next to him.

Xuan Qingyin comforted softly: "Father don't be sad, the practice is to lose more in the gain. The purpose of the daughter's life is to see her grandfather again, and now that the grandfather can come back alive, the daughter is dead!

Xuan Ji burst into tears like rain, unable to cry.

"Father, you are well-informed, is there really no way to save Qingying?" Xuan Ji's eyes were scarlet, and his heart was filled with strong unwillingness.

Xuan Ming: "According to legend, there is a miracle medicine called Vermilion Grass in the Three Heavens, as long as this medicinal herb can be found, it can restore the damaged tendons and veins of Qingyun.

"But... If you don't pull out the cold knife, you can't restart the road to heaven!

"You can't reach the Three Heavens!"

Xuan Ji's heart was like ashes.

Even if you see hope?

"Until now, I can only hope that he pulls out the cold knife, so that Qingying still has a glimmer of hope!" Xuan Ming looked in the direction of the Holy Land with complicated eyes.

All hopes were pinned on Chen Nan.

"Father, I don't deny that this person's strength is very strong." Xuan Ji cried bitterly, "But he is not from my clan, and he can't get close to the cold knife."

"Not a single outsider can get close to within a hundred meters of the cold knife!"

Cold knives have spirits.

In the past, there were also outsiders who wanted to pull out the cold knife.

But without exception.

All outsiders were kept away from the cold knife for a hundred meters.

A crazy smile appeared on Xuan Ming's pale face: "You see, Chen Nan has become an exception, he has already appeared within 100 meters of the cold knife!" "