Grasping Evil

Seeing that Ning Fan had no intention of blaming him, Elder Lu breathed a sigh of relief, put the sword in the box, put on a smile, and said politely to Ning Fan, "The Immortal Monarch of Rain is here today, but is he here to find the young master?"

"Yes. You don't need your protection here. You should step down today."

Ning Fan withdrew the five swords of the rain, the eyebrows flickered slightly, and looked at Elder Lu, which actually gave Elder Lu a feeling of trembling.

He is an old monster who stepped into the empty realm with half a step, but he felt a hint of crisis from Ning Fan at this moment.

It's not the sense of crisis brought about by foreign objects, but the sense of crisis brought about by Ning Fan's own strength!

Elder Lu swallowed his saliva, thinking that Ning Fan deserves to be a strong man who has passed through the twenty-four tombs. Although he is a ghost, his strength is unfathomable.

Twenty-four tombs, he can't break through... After all, there are twenty-four tombs, but there is a tomb owner of Shekongjing. If Ning Fan can break through, his strength is naturally above himself...

"Haha, since the Immortal Lord of Rain doesn't want the old man to be disturbed here, the old man will retire temporarily."

Elder Lu is also a man of interest, and after a few words of greetings with Ning Fan, he said goodbye and left.

Above the low mountain, there was only Ning Fan alone, looking at the palace at the foot of the mountain, smiling slightly, and with a flick of his figure, he appeared directly in the palace.

This bedroom only has a formation that isolates spiritual thoughts, but there is no formation that blocks entry and exit.

In the little demon girl's bedroom, there are many female disciples who are not high in cultivation to serve here.

As soon as Ning Fan came, several female cultivators of Nascent Soul who did not know Ning Fan stopped Ning Fan and wanted to question him, but they were stopped by other female cultivators who knew Ning Fan's identity.

"He is the Immortal Monarch of Rain! He is qualified to come here!"

"What! He is the Immortal Monarch of Rain! Oh, isn't the Immortal Monarch of Rain supposed to have green faces, fangs, three heads and eight arms, and he would look like this!"

"Looking at harmless people and animals, the identity is so terrible!"

"Shh, keep quiet! Don't you die! There are some things, don't talk nonsense!"

Ning Fan ignored these low-level female cultivators. It's just that these female nuns are temporarily dismissed.

He walked to the little demon girl's bedroom step by step, and outside the bedroom, he smelled a scent of tea.

Not the taste of Kirin tea.

It's another kind of spirit tea... Ning Fan doesn't know much about spirit tea, but he can smell it. This is a carefully condensed tea.

There was a sound of light laughter, which came out softly,

"Hee hee, my husband is so majestic, Elder Lu's brown candy, no matter how much the little girl chases him away, the husband drove him away with just one sentence. It is indeed a descendant of chaos."

With such a big news about Ning Fan's arrival, the little demon girl naturally wouldn't be unaware.

Although the little demon girl had a smile on her face at the moment, she felt a little uneasy in her heart.

With her intelligence, she has already vaguely guessed the purpose of Ning Fan's visit today... Ning Fan came here this time to eat her up, otherwise there is no need to send everyone back...

She understood that Ning Fan wanted to help her get rid of her sacrificial status, but she was not mentally prepared to have sex with someone...

Demon girl, how can she be eaten casually?

"Hee hee. I would rather like tea, calm my mind, clear heat and relieve fire... Any male cultivator should take it. Within three months, there will be no * * * * If you move *, you will feel nauseated, vomit and have diarrhea, Some parts will also be swollen and painful...for female cultivators, it is ineffective..."

The little demon girl held her fragrant cheeks in one hand, and played with the red clay stove on the table with the other hand, cooking Ning Yu tea, with an evil smile on the corner of her mouth.

I believe that after Ning Fan drinks this tea. I can't get lustful for her anymore, it's a matter of rolling the sheets. Of course it can't be done...

The moment Ning Fan pushed open the door and entered, the little demon girl put away her evil smile. He smiled and looked at Ning Fan with a harmless expression.

After Ning Fan sat opposite her, she took out the colored glass teacup as before and filled Ning Fan with a cup of spiritual tea.

"Has your husband's injuries healed?" The little demon girl blinked and asked innocently.

"It's already healed, A-ci don't have to worry." Ning Fan played with the teacup in his hand and smiled slightly, as if he had found something, but he didn't seem to have found anything at all.

"My husband saved me from danger and helped me get rid of my sacrificial status. The little girl has nothing to do in return, she can only use tea instead of wine, and give my husband a cup!"

The little demon girl kept calm, drank a cup of spiritual tea, and immediately looked at Ning Fan, as if urging Ning Fan to drink a cup.

Ning Fan tapped the sandalwood table with his knuckles and looked at the little demon girl with a half-smile.

He doesn't know much about Lingcha, and his perception of desire is extremely keen...

If you drink this spirit tea, the average male cultivator will probably be a human being in three months...

"A-ci really wants me to drink this cup of spirit tea?" Ning Fan asked with a smile.

"Yeah, husband is a little hot, drink a cup of spirit tea to quench the fire..." The little demon girl gave Ning Fan a charming smile.

"Alright, it's time to put out the fire... But only a cup of spiritual tea seems not enough..."

Ning Fan picked up the teacup and drank it all in one go. Ning Yu tea went into his stomach. For Ning Fan, who had the bones of six desires, it had almost no medicinal effect.

Seeing Ning Fan drinking the spirit tea, the little demon girl immediately smiled evilly, thinking she had a plan.

Ning Fan stood up with a straight face, waved his hand, and set up an isolation formation in the bedroom...

"Hee hee, why did my husband set up a formation in someone's bedroom, I don't know, I thought you wanted to do something to them..."

At this moment, the little demon girl was not at all worried about what Ning Fan would do to her. With a flick of her figure, she was already half-recumbent on the imperial concubine's couch, shaking her feet gently.

The snow-white and slippery little feet swayed gently, as if they wanted to deliberately awaken Ning Fan's desire to induce the spirit tea to take effect...

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but she stretched her waist slightly, revealing a large section of white jade-like lotus arms, and let out a soft cat-like moan, which was very seductive...

A pair of black gem-like eyes, like dripping water, looked at Ning Fan with a smile.

"Husband, people are so uncomfortable, please help!"

On purpose, she definitely did.

The little demon girl wanted to tease Ning Fan, trying to arouse Ning Fan's desire to make Ning Yucha take effect...

She waited to see Ning Fan clutching a swollen and painful part, showing a slight pain, but this scene seems to have not appeared for a long time...

"You want to seduce me?"

Ning Fan was still smiling, and he poured another cup of spiritual tea without hesitation and drank it.

"Hee hee. Isn't the little girl unworthy of retribution, so she can only promise her with her body, why didn't the husband come to pick it up. The little girl is so uncomfortable..." The little demon girl giggled, but there was a sudden feeling in her heart. Unpleasant feeling...

I haven't figured out where that unpleasant feeling comes from. Ning Fan had already stood up and walked towards the imperial concubine's couch step by step, with a hint of desire in his eyes, but Ning Yucha did not take effect...

"Mistake! This tea is not effective for Xiao Fanfan!"

The little demon girl finally understood where her unpleasant feeling came from, her pretty face blushed, and with a snort, she jumped up from the imperial concubine's couch, wanting to escape.

It's a pity that he has not yet escaped two steps. She was directly imprisoned by a pair of iron-like arms. The next moment, she only felt her body lighten, and she was directly hugged by Ning Fan, put it on the couch of the imperial concubine, and then pressed down...

"Xiao Fanfan, don't!" The little demon girl wanted to cry without tears and pushed Ning Fan's chest, but she couldn't.

With a little kick, he kicked directly at something in Ning Fan, but Ning Fan directly grabbed his ankle. And all the way along the smooth ankle, caressed into the skirt, a soft and smooth touch...

But I heard the sound of shattering clothes. The black skirt of the little demon girl immediately shattered into rags.

As Ning Fan stroked her palms, her breathing gradually became rapid, she was panting lightly, and her pretty face was blushing and dripping blood.

"Xiaofan...Fan...don't...want..." The weak resistance in his hand could not stop what was about to happen.

A petite body, completely imprisoned, can only sink a little...

Her softness was possessed by him. I can't stop it, I don't want to stop it...

...

in the bedroom. I don't know when it started, and gradually a woman who seemed to be in pain and joy was whispering.

until the dead of night. The murmur gradually subsided.

The red clay stove on the sandalwood table has long since been extinguished, and the room is filled with the smell of Mi Mi...

The little demon girl was naked, curled up in Ning Fan's arms like a cat, with a few teardrops hanging from her eyebrows, she fell asleep gently.

Muddy place, bloodshot red and charming...

Ning Fan looked at the little demon girl's tears and was speechless...

These tears are all lies. The first time was when he conquered her, and the next few times, she was taking revenge and plundering him...

Although he has tasted the taste of the little witch too many times in life and death, this time, it is the most real and the most beautiful...

"Xiao Fanfan... Really shameless... As expected of a descendant from the ancient times... I like it..." The little demon girl babbled, and the words she said made Ning Fan laugh and cry again.

But when he looked at himself, Ning Fan's eyes became a little dignified.

After a while, Ning Fan's body actually had a trace of inexplicable and inexplicable power.

In his blood, there is a little dark substance...

If it was said that the blood melted into the robbery before, and there was some more blood in the body, then this time, he and the little demon girl rolled in the bed, and there was a trace of dark blood in the body...

Mobilizing the power of the dark blood in his body, Ning Fan stretched out his palm and thought.

Outside the bedroom, in the darkness of the night, a trace of dark power immediately gathered towards his palm...

"This is... the power of the palm!"

Ning Fan's eyes suddenly changed, and once there was a trace of dark blood in his body, he was able to mobilize a trace of the power of the palm of the dark way!

In the past, he could only rely on the power of rain yin and yang to motivate a little bit of the power of Yu Daoze's palm, but now, there is another secret way!

"This dark blood... Could it be the reason why the dark clan took action against the Xiao family's female cultivator!"

Ning Fan's eyes turned cold, as if he had realized something.

For the dark race, the power of the palm of the dark way is definitely a treasure.

After the double cultivation, you can win the dark blood of the Xiao family's female cultivator, but this dark blood is only a trace of...

If through the bell sacrifice, the primordial spirit of the female cultivator of the Xiao family can be refined into wine, will she be able to obtain more dark blood...

Ning Fan covered the little demon girl's delicate body with his palm, closed his eyes, and used the power of the medicine soul to perceive the situation in the little demon girl's body.

At this moment, the dark blood in the blood of the little demon girl has disappeared by 90%.

The remaining 10% is evaporating and disappearing little by little...

Her dark blood was taken away by Ning Fan. From today onwards, she will no longer be of value to the dark clan...

Ning Fan withdrew the power of the medicine soul, opened his eyes, and looked at the sleeping little demon girl with a complicated expression.

At this moment, he thought of Sen Luo. Thinking of Xiao Qianyu... Sen Luo didn't seem to understand why Xiao Qianyu was targeted by the dark clan.

He sacrificed his life to resurrect Xiao Qianyu, wondering if there was any dark blood in his body. I don't know if I will be targeted by the dark race again...

A trace of tiredness flooded into his heart, and Ning Fan hugged the little demon girl. Fall asleep.

For more than ten days after that, Ning Fan lived directly in the little demon girl's bedroom, deliberately causing the entire Shenxu Pavilion to know that the little demon girl was no longer perfect and fell into his hands.

So far, the little demon girl's qualification as a sacrifice has been completely lost.

On the Dongming Star, a menacing black light escaped from far to near. Step on the four dark clouds!

Stepping on the dark cloud, there is no doubt that the person who comes is a dark cultivator. He is rampant in Dongmingxing, and no one dares to stop him!

This is a dark youth with a mid-transition realm cultivation. He came to Shenxu Pavilion with a certain dark power and handed over Anchen Fruit.

For some reason, at this moment, he went straight to the little demon girl's bedroom. There was a trace of anger in his eyes!

He came here just to prove one thing! Find out whether the little demon girl is not perfect, and whether the dark blood has been lost!

"Dark blood. Is it really lost!"

"Can't the wine-distribution conference of my family be held as scheduled after a thousand years!"

"If there is no dark blood, even if I become an emperor one day, I will not be able to hold the throne!"

"What about the descendants of the chaotic ancients! A disciple of a dead person, why should you be afraid! The ancestor of the family has been cultivating Taoism for too many years, and his courage is getting smaller and smaller!"

"Not only did I give up ten Anchen Fruits, but even the Dark Blood was given away. It's hateful!"

The young man came galloping all the way, as he approached the bedroom. But it was blocked by a sword slash.

It was Elder Lu who stopped him.

"Dark cultivator!" Elder Lu was slightly surprised. But he still shot and stopped the dark youth.

"Who is your Excellency, and why did you trespass into the palace of the young master of Shenxu Pavilion!" Elder Lu asked neither humbly nor arrogantly.

With the chaotic retreat of the dark clan, today's Shenxuge monks are not as fearful of the dark clan as they used to be, and have a bit of confidence.

The dark youth frowned, and seemed extremely dissatisfied with being stopped, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and said coldly, "This seat, An Wuya! The ninth young emperor of the dark!"

"Ninth Young Emperor!"

Hearing this, Elder Lu immediately looked shocked.

Those who have obtained the status of the Young Emperor of the Dark Race are generally expected to become the Immortal Emperor in this lifetime.

This An Wuya was actually the ninth young emperor of the dark clan, but Elder Lu did not dare to neglect him.

"You, step back! I want to see Xiao Qianci in this seat!" An Wuya said arrogantly.

Elder Lu frowned slightly, didn't step back, didn't say anything to offend An Wuya, just expressed with actions that he would not give way.

"Looking for death! Dark magic, heaven collapses!"

An Wuya snorted coldly, grabbed with five fingers, and immediately there were countless black cracks in the sky.

Between heaven and earth, millions of black crow phantoms suddenly appeared, and once they appeared, they spontaneously ignited one by one.

A sound of sky collapse immediately spread, and at the moment when the sky was torn apart, a giant claw of darkness grabbed from the crack in the sky and rushed straight towards Elder Lu.

Elder Lu's eyes sank, and he immediately cut out the Houtian Immortal Sword, the sword art changed, and the sky was full of sword light galloping vertically and horizontally.

The sword light and the dark claws collided, and they collapsed and melted, extremely strange.

An Wuya snorted disdainfully, and the giant claws of darkness immediately shattered into countless crows and rammed towards Elder Lu.

Elder Lu opened a sword net, trying to stop the black crows from colliding, but those black crows actually penetrated the sword net and rushed into Elder Lu's body.

The moment the black crow entered the body, An Wuya's fingerprints changed, and countless black crows immediately detonated in Elder Lu's body.

In an instant, Elder Lu, who stepped into the empty space with a half-step, was seriously injured by An Wuya in the middle of the transition, and his expression was extremely shocked!

"The body of the dark black!" Elder Lu said in shock.

If An Wuya hadn't possessed such an amazing physique, it would have been impossible to defeat him by virtue of his mid-transition cultivation.

The huge fluctuation of fighting technique immediately shocked countless Zongge cultivators.

Even Ning Fan and the little demon girl in the bedroom were all disturbed.

Countless Zongge disciples looked at the scene in disbelief, unable to believe that Elder Lu, who had given up half a step, would be defeated by a mid-transitioner.

Even though the name is in the mid-transition period, from the dark race, the combat power displayed is indeed a bit shocking.

Ning Fan walked out of the bedroom side by side with the little demon girl, one in white like a god, the other in black like ink.

As soon as the two walked out, An Wuya's eyes sank immediately.

The aura of the little demon girl at this time is obviously not a virgin... That is to say, her dark blood has really been taken away by someone!

An Wuya's eyes then fell on Ning Fan, and he hummed disdainfully.

"You are the descendant of the ancient chaos? This year's Shenxuge Tomb is the first person?"

"So what?" Ning Fan frowned slightly and said lightly.

"Fight with me, if you lose, you will die!" An Wuya sneered.

"Not interested in."

Ning Fan grabbed the little demon girl and was about to return to the bedroom.

An Wuya waved his hand, and immediately, millions of black crows rushed towards Ning Fan with murderous intent.

"The chaotic descendants, but that's it! The chaotic traditions are not worth mentioning!" An Wuya sneered, revealing his white teeth.

This blow, he made a dead hand! The clansmen did not dare to move Ning Fan, but he wanted to see why Ning Fan couldn't move!

Ning Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he turned around abruptly, with murderous intent in his eyes, his body flickered, and he disappeared in place.

An Wuya's provocation, he can ignore... but An Wuya dares to insult the ancient Taoism, he will not tolerate this!

Although he has never called Luan Gu a master, but invisibly, he has long regarded Luan Gu as a master.

His teacher, no one can be humiliated!

At this moment, Yuxing between his eyebrows directly unblocked!

At this moment, he is full of momentum, almost close to the peak of Du Zhen!

No one could see how Ning Fan made his move, and the millions of black crows had all collapsed.

A sense of crisis suddenly appeared, An Wuya had not yet reacted, and was suddenly hit by an unstoppable rain, and immediately vomited blood and retreated in the sky.

A figure dressed in white slowly appeared in front of him.

When looking at the figure in white again, An Wuya's heart had no reason to feel a hint of fear!

"The ninth young emperor of the dark clan, the darkness is boundless..." Ning Fan's eyes flashed coldly, and the boundless blood flames immediately spread wildly from under his feet, and the evil spirit shrouded the world!

"Just now, you dare to say it again!"

You, dare!

You, dare! ! !

(1/2) (To be continued)