Grasping Evil

In the living room, there is a secret fragrance, a spotless and holy woman, beautiful and tight, bathing in a wooden basin.

The slight mist evaporated, making the woman's skin difficult to see.

And this woman has always had a hard time letting go of something in her heart.

At this moment, the door rang, and Ning Fan laughed from outside the door.

"Sisi, what's wrong with you, do you need the master to take a look for you? Oh, there's the sound of water, are you taking a bath? I'm in..."

"and many more!"

Si Wuxie immediately pursed his lips and jumped out of the wooden tub. The mana was steamed, and the water stains were dry. With a simple move, the clothes were pulled into his hands and changed in a hurry.

It seems that because of confusion, one of the buttons was wrong, but it was too late to put it on again, because Ning Fan had already pushed open the door with a smile on his face, and went to the door, approaching Si Wuxie step by step.

"It's so fragrant, it's very clean, not bad... I heard from Zhihe that you're not feeling well, so call me to help you heal, but it looks like you're trying to tempt the master? Is it a heart attack?"

"Do not touch me!"

Facing the approaching Ning Fan, Si Wuxie's face was slightly nervous, flicking his sleeves, a sword shadow appeared in his palm, pointing directly at Ning Fan's chest, while Ning Fan stopped his steps, no longer teasing on his face, and secretly sighed. .

Sure enough, this girl has regained her memory... she is no longer the little girl who was foolish with Zhihe and longed to spoil her in her dreams.

"Si Wuxie, you really recovered your memory... Tell me, what do you want?"

"I want the Infant Transformation Pill, if you don't give it... I will kill you!" There was a hint of coldness in Si Wuxie's eyes.

All the memories have been recovered. She remembered that it was the young man in front of her who destroyed the Tianli Sect with one hand, humiliated and imprisoned him, erased his memories, and made him feel ashamed.

And after losing his memory, he was like a servant girl, respectfully serving this man... This made Si Wuxie feel humiliated.

Every time she regained a trace of her memory, her murderous intentions towards Ning Fan became heavier. Even at this moment, she was teased by Ning Fan for being frivolous. She wished she could stab Ning Fan through the chest with a sword, but her hands were shaking...

This trembling did not escape Ning Fan's eyes. This sword is only a mid-grade magic weapon. Ning Fan's body refining realm is already silver. This sword can't hurt Ning Fan at all... What Ning Fan cares about most is Si Wuxie's attitude. And the reason why he came in to laugh was just to hide a little nervousness in his heart...

From the bottom of his heart, Ning Fan is unwilling to look at Sisi and become an enemy Si Wuxie again... but it seems that this wish is an extravagant wish.

"You want the Infant Transformation Pill? Is this why you helped me in Ningcheng that day?" Ning Fan sighed.

"Yes! Otherwise, what do you think!"

"Okay, Huaying Pill, I happen to have one more... Ziyin Old Demon is dead, his Pill belongs to you..."

Ning Fan closed his eyes slightly, patted the storage bag, took out an exquisite jade box, and threw it to Si Wuxie.

"You have obtained Huaying Pill, what are you going to do next?"

"Hmph, for the sake of Huaying Pill, I will let you die. From today onwards, we will not owe each other..." Si Wuxie seemed to be a little weak.

"You want to leave? You don't want to kill me? Are you afraid, or, can't bear..." Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Si Wuxie, as if to find traces of Sisi.

"Hmph, I'm just too lazy to kill you,

Don't bother me anymore! Otherwise...I'll kill you! "

"You, you can't kill me..." Ning Fan flicked his finger and flicked it on the long sword in Si Wuxie's hand. The long sword trembled and immediately shattered into pieces. Only when the realm breaks through the silver bone can it be done... One finger shatters the magic weapon of Si Wuxie, Ning Fan takes advantage of the situation and embraces Si Wuxie in his arms, hugging him fiercely, and Si Wuxie is shocked to find that in the In Ning Fan's arms, she was an expert at the pinnacle of gold core, and she didn't even have the strength to struggle.

"How can you be so powerful! A year ago, you couldn't even stop my dance sleeve attack... Also, let go of me! Otherwise..."

"Don't worry, Si Wuxie, this hug is not for you, but for Sisi... Let's go, I won't keep you, and I won't erase your memory... But if you dare to hurt Ning Cheng , is not good for Zhihe, I will fly to the Four Heavens Immortal Realm in the future, and I will let everyone know that the Saintess of Yaochi was in my arms and struggled!"

Ning Fan's threatening words did not have the slightest killing intent, but when Si Wuxie heard it, his face immediately changed.

"You dare! If you dare to destroy the name of my deity, I will... I will..."

Si Wuxie fell into Ning Fan's arms and could not break free at all, and the threat to Ning Fan was a sad discovery that he had no words at all to threaten Ning Fan one or two.

The Saintess of Yaochi must be a holy woman, and she cannot tolerate a trace of blasphemy, not to mention that she was seen by Ning Fan, not to mention the hug at the moment, or being touched by a man with a finger, it is a big sin...

Unwilling... But even if he regained his memory, Si Wuxie was still no match for Ning Fan, and could not even escape from his embrace.

But at this moment, Ning Fan let go and sat on the table at the side, pouring out the jade pot and drinking.

"You go, before I change my mind..."

He turned his back to Si Wuxie, and his flaws were fully opened, but Si Wuxie felt that even if Ning Fan had his back to him, once he attacked again, Ning Fan would easily kill him.

And she couldn't kill Ning Fan, and she didn't think it would be bad for Ning Cheng... She was still Sisi, a Sisi who got the memory of Si Wuxie, she would not hurt Zhihe...

She didn't expect that it would be so easy to ask for an Infant Transformation Pill from Ning Fan, and the original threats seemed to be useless.

And she never imagined that Ning Fan's strength was far superior to her, so she would let herself go... With Ning Fan's strength, it shouldn't be difficult to erase her memory and create a new spirit...

Still in disbelief, she went out with wet hair, and sure enough, Ning Fan didn't stop her.

"Why didn't he stop me, didn't kill me..." Si Wuxie tipped his toes and flew away, but none of the demon cultivators in Ning Cheng pursued him.

Let this woman go by the moon.

...

After Si Wuxie left, Nangong walked in from the shadow outside the door and looked at Ning Fan who was drinking, puzzled.

"Young Master, is it appropriate to let this person go like this? This person is Sect Master Tianli, and I, Ning Cheng, and Qimei, have a bloody feud..."

"Blood feud? That's not to say that her hatred for me is only to destroy Tianli and her plan. I don't know what her plan is in the lower realm of her avatar, and I don't want to know, but I can be sure that a four-day-old man A big man, it's just a trivial matter... With her clear name as a threat, she won't make any drastic actions, and even, according to her personality, she will escape as far as possible, for fear of me Go back and take him back..." Ning Fan was still drinking.

"Young Master, these words are not from your heart..." Nangong frowned.

"Haha, I can't hide anything from you! I'm reluctant to kill her, no... not that I'm reluctant to kill Si Wuxie, but I'm reluctant to kill Sisi... If I erase her memory again, maybe... And erase... that's all, that's fine, this woman can't stand the big waves, my enemy is far more terrifying than this innocent thinking... Nangong, these ten days, I will leave temporarily, in ten days, I will come back. .."

At this moment, Ning Fan put down the wine glass, went out, and disappeared into the night.

Si Wuxie's grievances can be settled like this. Next, there are some trivial matters that need to be dealt with.

It's tedious and difficult to let go of.

Inside the house, Nangong sighed deeply.

"The young master is not cold-blooded enough...but, maybe this is the reason why the master accepted him as a disciple?"

...

In the snowstorm of Qimei City, a young man came alone on the snow.

He was lined with white clothes and a black cloak on the outside. The black feathers on the black cloak looked like a cloak, giving this thin and pale young man a sense of arrogance.

The moment he set foot in Qimei City, there were dozens of demon cultivators at the gate of the city, as if they were facing a great enemy.

They couldn't perceive the young man's breath at all. Even if the young man walked near the city gate, they could only see the young man with the naked eye, and could not perceive a trace of breath at all.

Who is this person? ! Could it be, Jindan old monster? !

These demon cultivators who defended the city were the demon guards recruited by the Qimei four tribes after the departure of the Three Gods Army. They were not as powerful as the Three Gods Army, and their courage and knowledge were even worse. Even some of them had never seen Jin Dan in their entire life. Strange.

It is even more impossible for these people to know the little boy that the old demon brought back to Qimei that day.

"Who is coming!" Several pulse-breaking demon cultivators asked boldly.

"Seven plum young master Ning Fan..." Ning Fan smiled slightly, waved his sleeve robe, and the breeze gently blew away the demonic cultivator's road-blocking blades, and entered the city.

And in the snowstorm, after hearing the name of Ning Fan, one after another, the magic cultivators were immediately sluggish, like ice sculptures!

"It's Ghost Bird Ning Zun... No, it's the young master who is back! This is my young master Qimei, so fierce!"

"Oh, it scared me to death, I thought that the people who came were those righteous monks who came by 'sword'... Hmph, that one person, just Rongling, dared to yell at the city lord, really Too unruly..."

The unintentional words of these demon cultivators were not loud, but how could they hide from Ning Fan's ears.

In an instant, Ning Fan suddenly stopped his footsteps, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"You said just now that someone came to my Seven Plum City to cause trouble..."

"Young Master Hui, that's true. I heard that those people have a huge background. It seems that they had some grudges with the City Master before..."

Before Mo Xiu finished speaking, he saw a thrilling killing intent rising from the young man in front of him.

In the killing intent, there was a trace of worry.

His spiritual sense swept away, covering a thousand miles of land. In Qimei City, in the Sifan Palace, dozens of arrogant auras were immediately detected by him.

Even a few of them dared to dig graves—Xiao Dugu's grave!

"What kind of person, such a big courage!"

A cold snort came from Ning Fan's mouth, with an indescribable pressure. In an instant, several big men who were digging graves in the Sifan Palace all turned pale, vomited blood and retreated, looking extremely terrified.

"This is... Yuan Ying old monster?!"

(The third update, I still owe 10 updates, right?)