Grasping Evil

Ningfan stood in the empty courtyard. Seven evenings passed, and it was already autumn. The leaves in the courtyard fell, but no one cleaned them.

Twilight gradually faded, rather looking up at the sky, watching a round of sunset, hidden what, and increasingly not understanding.

He seems to recall the old devil's commandment to get more sun so he won't go mad.

He seemed to recall the tender look of the paper crane and the snow.

He seems to recall a scene of the sea of blood, the end of all the sea of blood, standing an immeasurable giant, beneath one step, the city of Seven Plenty One!

He seemed to see Niehuang's smile, as if there were countless sarcastic voices, rang out in all directions.

Kill! Kill!

Ningfan's mind is getting more and more confused, and this is outrageous! He had once gone mad, walked in lust, and was saved only by a paper crane.

This time, it's killing fire, not killing people can't extinguish fire, but if you kill people, the deeper you get, one day, you completely lose your mind!

“Autumn Ling brought me to Autumn Su in order to keep me from being swallowed up by the intent to kill... if I succumb to the will to kill, I would not fail her! ”

“I'd rather kill people than because I crave blood, but because I'm obsessed! I'm a demon, but unlike other demons, I'm a demon! ”

Whoo!

In the courtyard, a gust of wind rose and the leaves fell.

Arbitrary killing sprang up in his mind. He was not willing to give in to killing at Gusu!

After a long time, the sky gradually darkened, preferring to open its eyes and reveal a bright colour.

After he was forced to suppress his intentions, his mood improved slightly again.

And right outside the courtyard door, the sound of knocking.

Along with the knocking, a gentle Wu Nong soft tone sounded.

“Is Mr. Chow asleep? My little rock grabbed my son's things and Nujiate came to give them back to him. ”

Shh!

Ningfan opened the door with her sleeves open, and a beautiful woman in a ginger chai linen dress was born outside the door.

Around 289 years old, dressed in linen cloth, blue silk wrapped in white cloth, appeared to be Zhuang Xianhui, but the expression was sad, as if someone had just died in the house.

With a basket of eggs in one hand and a good sword wrapped in silk cloth in the other,

Seeing Ningfan still standing in the yard, but the door opened herself, the beautiful woman couldn't help but think of the haunting rumors of the house, some scared.

Just remembering that her child had taken her things, the beautiful woman took courage, moved her soft shoes, and walked into the hospital.

“Are you?” said Fanfan.

“Nujia Baishu, the mother of the small stone, heard that the sword was lent to him by the son to watch, only that the sword was too precious, it was a rare god soldier, the small stone was young, once the blade of the soldier was lost, the family dumped the estate, and the Nujia could not definitely compensate the sword, so he came to return the sword. ”

White vegetarian tried to calm his expression, but it was still difficult to conceal his fear.

Her eyes swept the residential yard. She saw the darkness everywhere, the lights didn't light up. There were cold winds in the yard, and Ningfan in front of her was too young and handsome. She secretly said that Zhou Son, who bought the haunted house in front of her, was not a demon monster...

Yes, such a good sword, only a legendary demon monster can possess it. How can a mortal swordsman have such a good sword?

Just six months after her illness, Baishou Gun had not yet withdrawn her filial filial service and lived alone with a small stone.

She thinks herself quite beautiful. If Ning Fan is really a demon, then entering this ghost house herself at this moment is not greatly inappropriate. If she falls into the hands of this demon, she will surely be dishonest.

Rather than knowing himself, he had a demon monster suspicion in the eyes of Vegetarian.

Even less did Fan know that this beautiful woman was afraid that her virginity would be taken away by him.

“Oh, you're Little Rock's mother... are you here to return the sword? That sword is nothing but useless for me. It is no harm to give it to a small stone. There is no need to return it...”

He shook his head, but when he heard it, he turned his back and forgot his fear.

“Mr. Chow, that's not good enough! Son can have such a good sword, I think it must be a swordsman, as a swordsman, how can you see the sword as nothing, and how can you give it to people at will! Although my husband died early and was not a swordsman, he was once the most famous blacksmith of Aung Su, and met many famous swordsmen. My husband once said, swordsman, be obsessed with the sword! When there is a momentum, the sword is in man, the sword is dead! ”

White vegetarian words, like a glimmer of rain, sprinkled on Ningfan's mind.

Originally, Ningfan could not understand the sword's meaning from the sword. He only felt something was missing. At this moment, he listened to the white vegetarian, and he seemed to realize!

“Yes! The reason I haven't developed a sword is because I'm less obsessed with swords! Swordsman, be obsessed with the sword! ”

If there is no agreement with the death of the White Sword,

But he nodded and thought deeply about the word 'obsessed with the sword’.

No mistake, what's on the little stone is an obsession and obsession with the sword!

Except for love, therefore the sword!

Except the sword, and therefore the will!

Ningfan's circumference, gradually enlightened, emitted an aggressive and aggressive sword, this sword energy, made the discerning vegetarian, immediately red lips slightly open, unbelievable.

“Good, strong sword! The slave family has been in Aung Su for 29 years and has never seen such an amazing sword! ”

Originally only Dao Ningfan was an awkward swordsman without a sword.

At this moment, White Vegetables is somewhere else, preferably a hidden tall man.

“Sword back! ”

I'd rather look at the white vegetarian embrace, take a short shot, a huge amount of ingestion power, and consume the silk sword in the arms of a beautiful woman.

“Vacuum camera! This is clearly a tool that can only be carried out by a swordsman with great inner merit! ”

White vegetarian eyes shocked, just this shock, quickly turned into a slight shame red.

That powerful ingestion not only took the sword, but also brushed over her chest, like an invisible pair of big hands, rubbing it hard over her souffle chest.

Naturally, this was an accident, and it was not possible for Baeksel to break such a shame without noticing.

Eyes on Ningfan's sword-focused expression, Bai Veu believes that such a swordsman can't do the next three indiscriminate things to touch his souffle breasts.

“It was just an accident... this week, my son, I'm afraid he's an extinct swordsman!” If Master Wang was still alive, if he could see Master Zhou's sword, and if he could see such a swordsman in the world, he would surely have laughed at Jiuquan.

“The husband's wish for life is to make Little Rock an extinct swordsman. If Little Rock gives him art...”

The beautiful woman looked at Ningfan, looked at herself again and sighed softly.

Ningfan, dressed in white, is sewn in fabrics she has never seen before and must be someone who is neither rich nor expensive.

And myself, since the death of the husband, the family road has fallen, there is no free money to pay the child's worshipper...

In White Vegetarian eyes, Ningfan is definitely the premier swordsman in Gusu City!

Master of this kind, Little Rock can't worship...

A long time later, Ningfan scattered the momentum, ripped open the silk cloth, and once again wore the glittering sword, his eyes were different.

Beware that God is obsessed with the sword, as if he could hear the breath of this sword… this is the sword!

The rest, just transition from the sword to the heart, and you can condense the sword!

Speaking of which, I was able to understand this step successfully, thanks to the reminder of leukine.

Instead of looking up, he was surprised.

“Well, ma'am hasn't left yet? It's late, ma'am. Being a survivor, staying at Zhou's house seems easy to talk about, right? ”

“Yes, yes...”

White vegetation, of course she knew it was extremely inappropriate to run into Ningfan's house in the middle of the night.

However, she did not look forward to the men and women before. She simply praised Ningfan for his skill in swordsmanship and wondered whether it was possible to make Little Stone worshipper Ningfan.

Now Ning Fan was reminded that she had reacted, hesitated, hesitated, unable to open her mouth and sighed, and was leaving.

When I left, I thought of myself and mentioned a basket of eggs. I was supposed to thank Ningfan for giving me the little stone sword, wasn't I?

“The slave family knows that Mr. Zhou's family has a huge fortune and doesn't care about these things, but this basket of eggs is some gratitude from the slave family, thanks to the son for lending the sword to a small rock at a glance... I heard that Mrs. Zhou is dying, these eggs can just make the lady's body feel better. ”

White vegetarian handed the eggs to Ningfan, behaved in a decent manner, earning a fortune.

Fan picked up the eggs and his heart trembled.

This egg is the affection of the neighbors in the mortal world.

Giving gifts to people you don't know is a stupid thing to do in the world of repair.

But in the meantime, it is just a basic courtesy of goodwill.

“Thank you…” preferred some exclamation, such kindness, which he had not felt in a long time.

“Pfft... the son is a wonderful man, just a basket of eggs, thank you very much. ”

White vegetarian smile, all kinds of flair. It was at this time that Xu Qiuling woke up and pushed out the door from the house and asked softly.

“Brother, it's late, why don't you light the light? Eh? Are there any guests here...”

Xu Qiuling was weak in three points, seven points of elegance, standing in the night, like a fairy.

At the first sight of Xu Qiuling's beauty, he was astonished by the heavens and made a dark mockery of himself.

Mr. Zhou has such a beautiful wife, how can he manipulate one of his ugly women? I really think too much...

“Nujia Baixuo, met Mrs. Zhou, it is late today, see you at the door another day. ”

White vegetarian once again, leaving.

Xu Qiuling is also brilliant, if this white vegetarian is a few years younger, his appearance is not necessarily as bad as his own. After the gift, he gave white vegetarian eyes and then looked at Ningfan's handheld eggs. Xu Qiuling chuckled and smiled.

“Why are you laughing? ”

“Laughing at you, Zhou Dazheng will have a basket of eggs… If the overseas monks look at you like this, I don't know how many will lose their eyeballs. ”

…

Aung Su City, a rumor that Zhou Zi Son bought the haunted house, was gradually forgotten after some passion.

And the people near the haunted house are getting acquainted with Ningfan.

They know that the family is a little strange. During the day, Ningfan would sit in the courtyard, open the door and look at the sword with all his heart.

In the evening, Ningfan would carry another beautiful beauty and sail over the Su River in Ausú.

No one knows that Ningfan still has nightlife, which is to heal Xu Qiuling's fragrant medicine bath all night long.

Rumors have it that Fan is a swordsman, but no one has ever seen him use a sword.

The children gradually did not come to make fun of Ningfan. The only stone seemed to arrive every day. Ningfan looked at the sword. He also looked at the sword and seemed to want to learn something secretly.

“Uncle Chow, aren't you really a swordsman? I told you, I promise not to tell Mom!” Little Rock asked.

“Not...” Fan, to be honest, is not really a swordsman.

Every moment, the little stone reveals its disappointment.

In the evening, vegetarian vegetables will surely come and take away the troubled little stones, and occasionally prepare wine dishes for Ningfan.

So, about the rumors of Ningfan, the wind gradually left nothing but a good reputation.

The fame of hitting blacksmith widows during the day and sailing with beauty at night falls on Ningfan.

For Ningfan, fame is nothing but a cloud. For white vegetarian, fame is dirty and difficult to wash away.

Whether going to Su River Raccoon or going to the market to sell cloth, she is always pointed out.

Nobody believed how Len Baixin explained it. She thought several times that she would never step into Ningfan's house again, just to let Little Rock learn the sword, and she bit her teeth to bear the stigma.

“Is this the mother's kiss...” Ningfan closed his eyes and said words that Little Rock could not understand.

A month later, Ning Fan, seemingly enlightened by his sword, put away his sword and took out a soft purple sword.

This sword is also a magical treasure, less gangling than the sword, but more creepy tricks.

“Uncle Chow, don't you see the sword? What do you think of the soft sword? Soft party, can you fight and kill...” Pebble asked confused.

“Of course...”

Ningfan shook a soft sword with his hands. The fake mountains in the courtyard were crushed after a blast of swordlight!

Little stone looked stunned, this was the first time he had seen Ning Fan do it himself.

A sword power, chopping the three high false mountains apart, this has reached the level of divine skill!

“Uncle Zhou, you lied to me, you are clearly a swordsman!” Little stone excited, he was more determined to learn the sword from Ningfan.

“I'm not lying to you. I'm not really a swordsman. You're a good fighter. Perhaps one day you'll come my way and understand what I'm saying. ”

Ningfan shook his head laughingly, that sword, he did not use any magic, let alone any internal force, just imagined the sword in his heart, the sword condensed.

This is the prototype of the sword!

In the first month, Ningfan looked only at the sword.

In the second month, Ningfan only looked at soft swords.

The path of swordsmanship lies in the strength and strength of the sharp, unstoppable.

The path of soft swords lies in the creepy, variable, soft and difficult.

In the third month, Ningfan took out more than a hundred low-grade flying swords, right in front of the small stone, and breathed a sigh of breath. Suddenly, more than a hundred flying swords burst into a black fire. In just a moment, they were calcined into a heavy sword more than three feet long and heavy as a rock!

Little Rock looked stunned. He thought that Uncle Zhou might not really be a swordsman, but a legendary swordsman.

He became more and more obsessed with swordsmanship. At the end of the day, he was relying on Ningfan's house all day. He couldn't drag it away. Every time, it took a lot of effort to take away the silly child.

The weather began to get cold. In the fourth month, under the heavy snow of Aung Su, the thatched house of the Little Rock family was crushed by the wind and snow. At the invitation of Xu Qiuling, Bai Xiu took his children and lived in Ningfan's estate.

Ningfan plundered the five elderly, and the silver in the house was like a mountain. He didn't have to throw white vegetarian to make money.

Without being gracious, she wrapped up all the housework in the estate, and Xu Qiuling stopped resting during the day. She looked more and more red. The day was accompanied by vegetarian vegetables and sympathized with her sisters.

In the fourth month, Ningfan broke a peach tree in the courtyard and cut out a wooden sword.

Little stones don't get it.

What are the advantages of sharp swords, creepy soft swords, heavy swords, and wooden swords?

Can wooden swords cut people? Can you kill the enemy?

If you could, wouldn't everyone have a wooden sword in the war?

Outside the house, walking across Horse Street's lively scene, the pebbles don't even look.

People laughed at him for his obsession with swords. He laughed at his flourishing reputation, his labor, his words were childish, but he was old and autumnal.

“So what? There's no such thing as a sword! ”

Zhao Dashan of Augustus City married a 13-year-old concubine in late August. Many villagers went to visit, but the small stone did not look at the welcoming team.

He laughed at his obsession with swords, and he laughed at his obsession with wine.

“Alcohol fortune, all false, with a sword in your hand, is the truth! ”

Little stones are still mortal, but his heart is almost filled with swords, beneath the incense of Ningfan.

It is only a matter of experiencing growth at a later stage. He holds a sword and seeks no defeat among those who can be worldly swordsmen.

In the Immortal Broken Emptiness, the Wave Flips the Cloud!

He's qualified for this!

Ningfan held a wooden sword and gradually did not lag behind. Even dancing a wooden sword would provoke the dust to roll.

That's a no-win situation, but it's not enough...

In the fifth month, Ningfan had no sword in his hand, and the finger was turned into a sword.

An invisible temperament, gathered on Ningfan, just one last step, can be called out.

Little stone head was hot, when he saw Ningfan's finest bullet, sword strength, 30,000 kg of boulder smashed. At that moment, Little Rock's heart rose to a fanaticism...

He's going to be a swordsman!

“Uncle Zhou, I want to be a swordsman, can you be my master! ”

Boom!

Little stones knelt in front of Ningfan, but Ningfan simply shook his head with a smile.

“Your Kendo credentials are not necessarily weaker than mine. If you worship me at my door, you will be mistaken. All you have to do is remember my five months of enlightenment sword process, with this awareness, one sword for each person, challenging the swordsmen of the world all the way, one day at last, you will find your own sword path. ”

“You are too young to have a sword in your eyes and no life. It is not enough… Aung Su is a good place to get along well with your mother and be filial to her mother. These are two Dan pills, you and your mother take the next one, which will extend your life for 100 years. This book is a swordplay that leads you to the road, but I have a request that if you are invincible in swordsmanship, you cannot open this book! ”

“One day, when you want to be defeated and undefeated, you can open this technique and enter the cultivation world, it will be a whole new world with more challenges to your satisfaction! ”

Ning Fan's eyes swept past Aung Su. He was detained here for five months. It was time to leave. Both silver and residential gardens are reserved for small stones. And the sword of Enlightenment, and the sword of Soft Sword, and the sword of Heavy Sword, and the sword of Wood.

Lifting Xu Qiuling, he preferred to step out and turn into a sword and disappear.

In this scene, the little stone looks stunned, while the white vegetarian, there is a slight sense of sensation.

“Mr. Zhou left... Turns out he is not a mortal. There really are immortals in this world...”

A huge loss came to mind, unclear, unclear.

White vegetarian doesn't know what it's like, just sighing softly.

“So good...”

…

With a glimmer of sword light, Ningfan took Xu Qiuling and stepped out of the island to sea. He waved his sword at 90,000 servants in the deep sea, opening up the sea water and leaving a waterless space.

Xu Qiuling's vitality has recovered 90% after five months of treatment.

Next, just fill her with a very strong golden Qi and cure her!

Ningfan patted the storage bag, took out the dark red sword fragment, his eyes flashed and swallowed it.

Fragments were forced into the Sea of Knowledge, devoured by swords, and between them, their sword readings rose rapidly, while their five months of understanding swords, at this moment, broke through the last septum!

Sword, coagulate!

Without swordsmanship, it is not a true sword cultivation. With sword intent and sword moves, you can play 200 percent power!

“Congratulations, Big Brother! However, just leave Aung Su, really okay... that little rock, aren't you going to be a disciple, that white vegetarian, aren't you going to...”

“The edge of the dust is over!” I'd rather cut off the iron with an answer.

Man, there is a mortal life. Although he eventually gave the stone a sword to repair the true works, if the stone could not reach the invincible realm of the earth, he would not allow the stone to repair it.

Fixing is really a no-home road, not necessarily suitable for mortals. There is too much blood here. If you can enjoy the calm of Aung Su, why are you in endless strife with Ning Fan?

Aunt Su was forgotten.

The most beautiful memory of his life, once only seven plums, then Luo Yun, now Aung Su.

If possible, he would live forever in Augustus for the rest of his life, but he had reason not to rest.

“Next, I will force a little sword trap to lead you into your fairy veins and help you refine it. If it all succeeds, you will not only complete your Qig Qi Qi and repair it. It will surely rise. At least you will reach the realm of half-step God! ”

“Build the Realm, I don't care, if I can stay alive, if I can continue to accompany you and relieve you of the fatigue of killing, I know enough...”

Xu Qiuling looked deeply at Ningfan, the two hands touching each other, a sword force from Ningfan's palm, forced into Xu Qiuling's body.

In the meantime, Xu Qiuling revealed pain, but bit his teeth patiently.

If you can't stand this pain, you won't be able to stay with Ning Fan...

What's the pain? Although the orchid withers every day, it is not yet waiting for the butterfly to return. Even if it comes, it is only ash...

Aah!

Xu Qiuling's silver teeth bite tightly, the pain almost unconscious, but he desperately opened his eyes and looked at Ningfan.

As if just looking at Ning Fan and suffering again, she doesn't care.

Whoo!

A growing momentum began to form in Xu Qiuling's body.

Everyone asserts that she won't live long, but she prefers to live with more pride...!

As life spans are replenished, the boundaries suppressed by illness and pain begin to rise rapidly.

In the past, Xu Qiuling did not fail to break through Yuan Baby, she just dared not, because breaking through Yuan Baby requires five lines in one, her life is short of gold, she cannot knot babies...

But the power cultivated over the years has accumulated in the body, only for this day... bloom!

Magic, 5500 A, half-step God!

“Brother! I, I…" Xu Qiuling shed tears with joy.

At last, she survived!

In the meantime, countless lightning robberies should be dropped. They didn't go to the bottom of the sea. Wanting to help Xu Qiuling stop the lightning robbery, Xu Qiuling shook his head and smiled slightly.

“Unobstructed… I can! I don't want to be a woman that drags you down! ”