Grasping Evil

Whoa!

The little snowman moved, and his life disappeared before Ningfan's eyes.

Ningfan was not in a hurry to chase, his palms in the snow and wind, and his memories of the power of the Italian state spread, a hint of dissipated breath, footprints, gradually clearly distinguished.

Recognize one direction, rather than one step like smoke, floating to the top of a snowy mountain.

With more than 7,000 highs above the snow mountain, a little snowman stood at its peak.

Snowman's panting and whitening seemed to be overburdened with her body when she had just undergone the transfer technique.

Seeing Ningfan come after him again, Snowman fled in a hurry and moved away again.

This time running too fast, she didn't notice a scroll coming out of her and falling into the snow.

Rather than hooking up a funny smile, the little girl ran quickly backwards. Normally people say they can't find her. Even if they do, rarely can anyone catch up with her.

Instead of chasing it immediately, he picked up the scroll and shook his head with a smile.

“I don't even know if I dropped something...”

Language, rather than glancing suddenly, from this scroll, he perceived a slight magic, but made his blood tremble as one.

Instead of chasing the snowman, open the scroll and take a glimpse.

This scroll is made from the skin of some kind of demonic beast and is extremely ancient.

In the scroll, a handicapped magic scripture is recorded. The scriptures are Bone Dynasties, and the scriptures are clear, but there are wind bones, and the writer should be a woman. Since the age of writing, the writer has been an ancient monk.

For some reason, Ningfan always felt that the scroll was familiar with the handwriting. On second thought, it was exactly the same as what was seen on the tablet outside the Twilight Palace.

“Is it the original ancestor of the troll who recorded this scripture...”

Instead of looking closely at the Scripture, it is obscure and obscure, but the contents of the record make him feel familiar.

He turned his mind and immediately understood why that familiarity had appeared.

Some of the contents of these scriptures actually coincide with the contents of the Satanic scriptures on the Six-Wing tablet...

“Where do these scriptures come from… How come the giant demons of the day, like the three tribes, did not appear to have a vision of the demonic blood staining the sky… can there be a connection between the two? ”

“If there is a connection, if the magic is important, how can it be placed on a little girl... what's the secret in this...”

Ningfan engraved the magic into another jade Jane, rolled the scroll into his sleeve, stepped out, and chased the little snowman.

In his heart, he thought carefully, if the Trojan Demon clan hid the tablet magic scripture, and kept it secret from the outside world, is he going to rob it...

It's just that the Trojan Demons have not defeated him. If he is defensive to the Trojan Demons, it is important to let them go and find the Snowman.

Whoa!

I'd rather go after him again, this time, in a snow valley a thousand miles away.

In the snow valley, there are a lot of snow monkeys, each with Golden Dan strength.

As soon as the little snowman broke into the snow valley, dozens of snow monkeys surrounded her with the intention of attacking her.

Snowman seems to be in a bit of a panic and didn't expect to be surrounded by demons here.

She gasped and shrugged, seemingly powerless to flee again, looking at the approaching demonic beasts, some scared.

“Afraid? ”

Ningfan walked not slowly into the snow valley, and the faint words broke apart with tremendous bravery.

He didn't even attack these low-order snow monkeys, all of whom perceived Ningfan's arrival, a beast eyes with an incredibly frightening look.

Apes are the most humane, these snow monkeys all feel Ningfan's bad mess, one horrible death, life running away.

It's not benevolent, it's just some concern, I don't want this little snowman to see blood.

“I won't save you if you run away again and run into danger. I'm here to take you back...”

Gently pointing at the snowman's eyebrows, a soft glow dissipated, a layer of ice melted, revealing the girl hidden in the snowman.

Wearing a plain white dress, she looked like a 14-year-old girl. She looked at Ningfan, close by. The young girl said she was not afraid of deception. Ningfan's anger was really scary, and it scared the brutal beast, as you can imagine.

But she behaved calmly, silently, raised her head quietly, gazed at Ningfan, but had some nerve.

Her long hair was white as snowflake, and her snowflake hair was not covered with a large snowflake down.

Her face was slightly pale and her right foot was still naked.

She couldn't escape seeing the young girl. She nodded and smiled. The nun was not tall and had good courage. She was qualified to be the sister of such a strange woman as Xu Qiuling.

“Are you a snowflake? ”

“…” the young girl nodded.

“Are you afraid of me? ”

“…" the young girl nodded but hesitated and shook her head.

“Can't you speak? ”

“…" the young girl nodded her head, her eyes slightly hurt, but she hid faintly.

“Poor man. ”

It's pathetic, it's 10 layers, it's not mindless, it doesn't speak, it's almost impossible to communicate with people.

Though poor, the woman's concern for her was based on Xu Qiuling's request.

He reached for the snowflake and tried to take her back to Metropolitan, but she backed away and shook her head, obviously meaning she didn't want to go back.

“Are you worried that Lord Scholler's son will bully you? ”

Fan Fan faint words fell into the ears of the wind and snow and immediately turned into a strange colour.

The wind and snow words were very surprising. The young man in front of her seemed no less powerful than she was. He knew everything.

That night, Lord Scholler's son plotted against her and sneaked into her room. She found someone outside the door and fled in panic. How could he have known when Fan was not present?

Ningfan, though unable to communicate directly with the teenage girl, is a plagiarist. A teenage girl can't talk, but he can see what she's thinking.

“Don't worry, it's over, you can come home with me. ”

“…” The young girl instinctively took a step back and looked at Ningfan with some fear.

She instinctively had some fondness for the gentle young man, but after all, she was a stranger and could not have taken it lightly and said she would go with him.

“I am the husband of Qiuling, but she asked me to pick you up, afraid you'd be hungry. ”

Ningfan took out a pair of shoes from his sleeve, bent down and smiled, “Lift your feet, I'll put them on for you. ”

Upon hearing Ningfan mention Xu Qiuling, and more of her embroidered shoes as a work of art, Wind and Snow could not help but believe Ningfan scores, but there is still some caution deep in his eyes.

She carefully weighed Ning Fan, and increasingly felt that Ning Fan's eyes were familiar and seemed to resemble the portrait Xu Qiuling showed her.

Xu Qiuling talked about Ningfan with Snow and Wind words from time to time, and showed the truth about Ningfan.

Originally a little protection against Ningfan, he gradually faded. He lifted up his shiny right foot and let Ningfan put on his shoes for him.

“Thank you...” Her lips fluttered but she couldn't make a sound, her eyes slightly dimmed and she turned to reveal a calm color.

That calm, as if Autumn Spirit was terminally ill, look at life and death.

Second, there are similarities above the female personality, so no wonder they become sisters.

“Don't worry, I can hear you. You're saying 'thank you', aren't you? ”

“How do you know...” Snow and wind still couldn't make a sound, only her lips moved, but preferred to hear her heart.

“It's a secret, I'll tell you later. Come on, it's time to go back. ”

“Brother-in-law, wait... my things are missing...”

Snowflake bit her lip with some impatience, so she realized that the scroll in her sleeve was missing.

Ning Fan's body was slightly weak. For the first time, he heard people call him brother-in-law, even if the wind and snow words were in his heart.

Looking at the snow and wind words, the softer the look, the slighter the smile, remove a scroll from the sleeve and pass to the snow and wind words.

“I picked it up by accident. It's all right now. Can we go back? ”

“Well, thank you brother-in-law, I'm so hungry...”

Snowflake's tummy growled, confirming her heart tone.

Fan Fan smiled, this little girl, there is no such thing as a half a monk. If this doesn't open the valley, shut it for a year and a half, wouldn't it starve to death?

Just call him brother-in-law, if he has the chance, he can help her refine the alchemy, heal the disease, there must be melting and spiritual cultivation, can cultivate the valley, can be mindful of the pronunciation, otherwise a little mute all day, how boring.

Grabbing the girl, she preferred to turn into a cigarette and was about to return. Suddenly, the wind and snow fell on the snow, her body shrunk into a bunch, her little face was sweaty and her body was burning.

“Brother-in-law, it hurts, it hurts...” The wind and snow shouted helplessly in his heart, making him look away.

Mindful of the snow and wind, he immediately, always calm eyes, revealed the color of slight anger.

“It is!”

Ning Fan knelt down and held Snow and Wind words in her arms, making her turn her back, suddenly tearing her clothes apart, revealing a clean wipe of chest, staring only at her back, eyes deeper cold.

On the blank back of the wind and snow, with the seal of eight black fires, it is burning on its back.

These eight seals, each, are all spelled out by the cultivator, the eight seals in one, even though they are broken old monsters, they are not necessarily broken!

The eight seals were planted to seal something in the snow and wind!

Sealing blocks all exploration, and no one knows what's hidden inside the snow and wind.

But Fan perceived that the seal was a fiery drop of demon blood!

Almost identical to the blood of the Moloch within his Numen, it is only slightly inferior in power, with some flaws, not pure.

Unlike Ningfan, Wind and Snow Speech, she is only a Brother-in-Law, without Ningfan's deep powers, how can she endure the suffering of the blood of Moro.

Did all the pain and suffering of this woman come from this drop of Morro's blood?

With a closer look, his eyes were getting colder and colder, and he finally understood the venom of the eight seals.

The man who seals the blood of the devil is not hiding it, but feeding it!

The blood of the Moloch, at the beginning of its seal, was not a complete drop of blood, but perhaps a strand of blood.

Blood silk is sealed in the body of snow and wind words are used to feed the demon blood, and the demon blood is gradually enlarged to achieve its purpose.

After the demonic blood is fully cultivated, the final step is completed, the demonic blood defects are removed and the demonic blood is removed at the expense of the life of the wind and snow words.

Whoever seals and keeps the blood of the devil for the words of the wind and snow, is truly vicious.

But who would do something like that?

What is their purpose?

Why did they choose Snow and Wind?

She gradually calmed her breath by holding Snowflake's small hand, closing her shirt, and constantly inputting her powers.

At a moment when they were facing each other, an interconnected feeling suddenly appeared in their minds.

This feeling is felt only on the burning of wings.

For a moment, Ningfan seemed to understand why snow and wind words were being followed and kept demonic blood in his body.

“She, the modern wizard of the Giant Demons! ”

I prefer to think all the time, but the power in my hand is constant input.

The pain in the body of the wind and snow words gradually dissipated and slowly woke up.

At first sight I lay in Ningfan's arms, my shirt was half-threatened, the spring glow was exuded, my eyes were clear, and a hint of fear flashed.

“Brother-in-law, don't... don't disrespect me...”

Her lips twitched and her little hands held her chest, a little scared.

Don't you think he looks like a bad guy? Can't even let Auntie go?

Perhaps, very similar... he himself is uncertain, because he is now indeed notorious, fearful, the beast sees the beast flee...

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