Grasping Evil

Ice-cold, thoroughly boned lake water flowing with a wired sword.

Ningfan held Little Lonely in her arms and guarded her carefully.

At this moment he temporarily possesses the life of the immortal cultivation, since he is not afraid of these swords.

If he were replaced by the previous one, it would be the full force of the war, and he would also be injured by the sword in the water of the lake.

Gradually, Ningfan discovered that little loneliness seemed not to be born afraid of the sword here.

With her there, those who wanted to attack Ningfan's sword strength, even retreated and dared not attack.

Ning Fan lowered his head and found the little man in his arms pale, his sword flashing in his eyes, like some kind of secret technique, to restrain the sword power here.

I couldn't help but feel great pity in my heart and kissed my little lonely forehead, tenderly, “Rest, I will protect you. ”

“Um...” Little loneliness answered, scattering the sword in his eyes.

She also saw that the life of the immortal was better than the sword and lake sword, so...

Snuggled in Ningfan's arms, the bright cold lake water felt warm.

She looked at Ningfan, treasured as if she saw a treasure that had been guarded by death.

With such a bold eye, she was afraid to reveal herself, but after seeing the reflection of the lake, she did not hide anything.

One hundred thousand, a million, a million...

I don't know exactly how deep I dived, but the ice cold here is enough to hurt Ningfan, who was repaired by the immortals.

Ning Fan's gaze was so heavy, he was worried that the person in his arms would not be able to bear the cold here, but found her face red, eyes closed, snuggled in his arms, actually comfortable to sleep.

“Is this little girl not afraid of the chills of the sword here...”

I'd rather shake my head with a smile.

There's nothing more worrying him than little loneliness.

Since the little loneliness is unimpeded, he naturally won't be afraid of the district getting cold.

Ningfan's hair and eyebrows condense into ice, and the blood seems to freeze.

He finally saw the bottom of the lake as he was about to lose control of the cold here.

In thick mud sand, packed with more than a dozen zombies condensed into cold ice, dressed in ancient Summer clothes, should be the strong men who once came here with the Summer Emperor.

Ningfan's eyes swept away. None of these people were women.

He doesn't know the look of Dream Ice Cloud, but Dream Ice Cloud should be at least a woman.

Her body isn't even here?

By the way, Cheng Xian's secretary is said to be hidden at the bottom of the lake. Where is Cheng Xian's secretary?

Ningfan held the sleeping little lonely figure and searched at the bottom of the lake.

A long time later, in a reef, he found a crystal palace.

The palace is equipped with a waterproof array, and two stone statues with swords and angels stand outside the palace gate.

When Ningfan tried to approach the palace, the two statues suddenly glowed, turning into two and a half steps of immortal cultivation sword-held angels. The empty eyes died watching Ningfan, the next moment, rush.

“Extinction!”

Ningfan merely lifted his finger at random, pointing out that, in the battle to make it strong and horizontal, without employing any magic, he killed the two angels.

After the death of two gods, they turned into four gods with swords.

Ningfan lifted his fingers to extinguish them, and after the death of the four sword-bearing angels, he turned eight.

The more these sword-bearing angels kill, the stranger they become.

If we continue to kill like this, we will kill thousands of sword-held angels. Even though Fan has the life of a fairy, he will finally die from the siege of a group of scattered fairies.

“Whirlpool! ”

At one point, a giant illusion swirl emerged at the bottom of the lake, bringing all the gods' illusions into the sky, trapped only.

Gradually, the divine phantom energy is depleted and dissipated into green smoke.

Ningfan walked into the Crystal Palace, embracing his little solitude.

“Hmm? Where am I?” Little lonely woke up and gently jumped out of Ningfan's arms, but Ningfan held his hand again.

“I don't know. Stay close. Be careful. ”

Ningfan drew the little loneliness closer.

After all, this is a strange place. Without the presence of the Summer Emperor today, it is necessary to be more cautious to protect Little Lonely by yourself.

Coral accessories, crystal tables and chairs, golden jade dishes, layered.

There are a lot of empty sheaths on the walls and some portraits of mountain water.

There are occasional characters. None of them are powerful fairies flying in the sky and lifting their fingers to the extinction of the stars. They are terrifying characters.

Ningfan walked all the way here and found the pattern, very much like a ladies' pavilion.

He had no choice but to guess. It was probably Sword Joe's maiden room.

Although there are sword-held angels outside the Crystal Palace, there is no danger in the Palace, but it is a little surprising.

At the end of the journey, Ningfan discovered that there was a house that was closed.

Inside the house, there is a sword of Moran Qi.

In addition to this, there is a very faint and lively atmosphere.

There are living people here!

Ningfan's vigilance suddenly climbed to the top, and his mind swept through the door of the room towards the room.

At first sight of the scene in the room, Ningfan was silent.

“Yes... who...” a feminine voice came out.

“Senior is a dream cloud?” Ningfan asked faintly.

“You... how do you know... who you are...” a woman seems to die at any moment.

“I was entrusted by Summer to find the remains of the Ice Cloud. I just didn't think that the Ice Cloud was still alive, but wouldn't it be more painful to live like this...” Ningfan closed his eyes and sighed long.

A sword breeze blew through and the door slowly opened.

The lonely, cold eyes looked into the room, and the next moment, equally silent.

In the house, there is a Xuan Ao Sword Array.

The swords used by the Sword Array are all Crystal Palace swords.

Those empty sheaths that were previously seen, swords have long been removed and used to set up sword arrays.

A woman sits on her knees in the center of a sword formation and her body is so illusory, it's just a wreck.

The sword light in the sword array, every once in a while, stabs her illusory soul.

That pain, you don't have to say much.

The woman, who is the ice cloud of dreams, is not beautiful, but has more stubborn eyes than many men.

The sword array she set up was called the "Town Death Array".

This array is a fairy array of swords that need to be ignored by a large number of fairy swords to calm the dead souls and not return.

Only the soul of the dead will suffer daily the pain of the sword, the loss of flesh, the loss of cultivation, the loss of everything, eventually, only one remains in the world.

“No worries... you said you were carefree... he, he was alive, yeah, he was okay..." tears flashed in the eyes of the dream ice cloud.

Six million years of waiting, she never cried.

Every day she endured the pain of wearing a sword, and she never cried.

But suddenly hearing the news of her beloved, she couldn't bear to cry.

“He is on the shore of Sword Lake, which can only be entered once by one person and must die for the second time. He couldn't get in, tried for six million years, couldn't get in... and he's been trying to find your remains and entrust me to Sword Lake.” But he never thought you'd be alive. If he knew...

Even though the voice of Fan Fan had just fallen, he saw the cold clouds of his dreams crying out, "Don't let him know! Don't let him know I'm living this way... if he knows, he'll be sad, he'll feel guilty, he'll blame himself... and I don't want him to blame himself. ”

“I knew he was alive, I knew it. Knowing that he finally had my shadow in his heart, I knew it... you go, tell him you can't find the remains of the Ice Cloud of Dreams... make him forget me...”

“What if the younger generation insists on taking the younger generation away so that the younger generation can meet the younger generation in summer?” Ningfan faded away.

“I'd rather die than see him. When you took me out of Sword Array, I thought I was dead.” Dream Ice Clouds closed their eyes sadly.

It's not that we don't see each other, we just don't want him to feel bad, let him blame himself, let him see his worst form.

Ningfan was silent, he promised Xia Wang to bring back the remains of Dream Ice Cloud. Now the Dream Ice Cloud is not dead, naturally he will bring back Dream Ice Cloud.

But Dream Ice Cloud insists on not returning, if forced, will beg for death.

Ningfan was embarrassed and shook her head. She just thought that women's minds were really complicated.

Weren't you here to see the Summer Emperor?

Why can't we see each other?

“Ning Xiaodian, can we just leave for a little while? I'll talk to her for you. ”

Little lonely looked carefully at Ning Fan, his eyes seemed to be saying three words.

Believe me.

I'd rather think about it. Perhaps it would be more appropriate for a woman to persuade a woman.

“It's also said that Cheng Xian's secretary is hidden at the bottom of Sword Lake. Most of it is in this crystal palace. I'll go back and find out where it is. ”

Ningfan pinched his little lonely soft palm, laughed and turned away.

Little loneliness walks into the room, looks at the ice cloud of dreams, with compassion and pity.

“Can I call you Dream Sister? ”

“... okay. ”

...

If he had not listened to what the second daughter had said, he would have believed in solitude and would have believed in it all the time.

Three laps back and forth in the Crystal Palace, Ningfan still has not found what is hidden in this palace to become the Immortal Secret.

Without being the secretary of the immortal, there is no Dan medicine or Dao Jing at all.

There were also some fairy swords hanging on the wall, but they had been set up as sword arrays by the Dream Ice Cloud, and the palace was completely inorganic.

“There are rumors of Cheng Xian's secretary, is it just a rumor...”

Shake your head, rather stand outside a bedroom... where Sword Joe once lived.

He didn't immediately go looking for little loneliness.

This bedroom is a hundred steps away from the room where Little Lonely is located.

Ningfan decided to wait here for Little Lonely.

He sat at the crystal table and swept his eyes across the bedroom playing with the empty wine table.

Above the wall, also hung an empty sword sheath, the fairy sword was mostly taken away by the dream ice cloud.

In addition, there is a painting on the wall, a portrait of a woman in white, a gentle woman.

Three thousand green silk flickered, one hand slightly pressed the silk, slightly revealed the side face, seemed to hang a smile, not very clear.

That shadow looks familiar. He seems to have seen it somewhere...

By the way, it's Jianzu's back.

Ningfan has seen the back of Sword Joe several times, each time killing the heavens, each time treading on white bones.

“The demons of heaven and earth are all ants. If I fold my sword, the world will be devoid of weapons...”

He remembered the cold and bullying words of Sword Joe, and saw the demons of the angels as ants.

I didn't expect such an indifferent woman to smile.

The gentle shadow doesn't look like the one who killed the demon...

Wait a minute!

Fan Houdi stood up and looked at the painting incredibly.

In that painting, there was a butterfly!

Sword Joe is smiling at the butterfly!

The moment I saw the butterfly, I preferred to have a blank mind. It took a while before my eyes became clearer.

“The butterfly, as if it had been in my last life...”

“In my last life, have you seen Joe Sword...”

Ning Fan silently approached, took the painting off, held it in front of him, and watched carefully.

Gradually, Ningfan's mind couldn't help but sink into the scroll.

In a valley full of flowers, a girl in white sat on the floor holding her knees, unable to see her face, and could only see the laughter in her mouth.

She softly stretched out her hand, teasing a butterfly in front of her, smiling lightly, "Little butterfly, why are you breaking into the outside door? Do you really want to go to Purple Dove Immortal Domain? I've been guarding the gates for years, and I've seen all kinds of intruders, and I've killed all kinds of intruders, and you're the only one that surprises me... that you're so weak, you can't even break through the gates. ”

The butterfly fluttered, seemed a little impatient, did not want to ignore the woman.

“I have a good temper. If not for my sword, even if you are the Immortal Emperor, you will die. You know, you're the first person in my life who can't do it, no, it's a butterfly.” I can't believe I'm soft. If the ancient Immortal Emperor were to know, I'd blame him.

There are ten black suns above the sky, here, not Purple Dove Immortal Domain.

...

Ningfan opened his eyes and his eyes revealed a strong shock.

He put away the ancient paintings, and his heart could not be fixed for long.

Though he did not find anything in the Crystal Palace to become a great secretary, he received even more shocking news.

Jianzu is not from Zidou Immortal Domain...

Sword ancestors come from another immortal domain, the Immortal Emperor of that immortal domain, called the Ancient World.

Is that the Ancient Immortal Domain?

Ningfan's eyes slightly dimmed, and it appeared that the butterfly had originally come from the Purple Dow Immortal Realm.

Are butterflies also extraterritorial, Ningfan, from extraterritorial...

“Ning Xiaoxiao, let's go, Dream Sister agreed to go with us. ”

At the time of Ningfan's contemplation, Little Loneliness and Dream Ice Cloud slowly walked into the room.

Ningfan frowned softly and shook his head mockingly.

The Purple Duo Immortal Domain is also good, as are the wild Ancient Immortal Domains. These issues should not be considered by themselves.

As Zidou Xianhuang said in the robbery of life and death, there are things that you should not know today.

These questions, far too distant, were the only questions he now wanted to know about his relationship with Sword ancestors in previous generations.

But it looks like the question is never going to be answered.

“Ma'am really convinced Dream Senior? Madame is so sweet, she is ashamed of her husband.” Ningfan learned to look like a scholar, made a long look at Little Lonely, and made Little Lonely's face blush.

“No square!” Little loneliness snorted, but there was some color of happiness in my eyes, "I said to Dream Sister, you don't have to ask, take us away from Sword Lake now. ”

“Okay. But the seniors of Yuan Yao Dynasty first entered the Yuan Yao Realm for a while. Your soul is weak and you cannot suffer the slightest amount of cold. ”

Ningfan touched Fuyuan Yaoyu and, with the consent of Dream Ice Cloud, incorporated it into Yuan Yaoyu Realm.

Then the latter held the small lonely slim waist and turned it into a rainbow and headed straight for Sword Lake.

There is also a time limit for lending the power of the Numen.

Ningfan's fix was a slight fall back to the broken six, and he had to return before he could fix it to a complete fall.

On the shore of the lake, Xia Huang looked at the lake and remembered the past while restoring his powers.

When I think of the woman who loved me deeply, Xia Wang's heart ached and he could only close his eyes and sigh.

“I hope Xiaoyu can recover the remains of the ice cloud, if you can't find... hey..." Xia Huang looked bitter.

When you get it, you don't cherish it, you lose it, but you regret it. Man, it's cheap.

If he'd listened to the ice clouds, he wouldn't have gone on a secret expedition...

If he ever gave that woman a little pity...

It's a pity there isn't one in the world.

Whoa!

A rainbow breaking out of the lake is Ning Fan and Xiao Lonely.

At first sight, Ningfan returned, Xia Huang Huodi, who had originally knee-jerked off, stood up and had some nervousness in his golden eyes.

“Ning Xiaoyu, I don't know if you ever found the remains of the ice cloud...”

Xia Huang fisted tightly and his face was tight. In six million years, he had never been so nervous.

Ning Fan still hasn't spoken, but Xiaolony Lotus moved forward gently, fading away, “At the bottom of Sword Lake, there are no remains of Sister Dream. ”

“No remains?"

Xia Wang tried to smile calmly, but couldn't calm at all. He was already weak and suddenly in great sorrow, coughing up blood.

“Ma'am, are you..." rather lonely than speechless?

Little lonely winked at Ningfan, indicating that Ningfan would not speak.

She came to hold back the ice clouds.

The Dream Ice Cloud was so good to Xia Wang, but it was always cold. When the Dream Ice Cloud "died", Xia Wang woke up.

Dream Ice Clouds can't let Xia Huang spit blood on herself.

Nowadays she and Dream Ice Cloud are good sisters, naturally have to hold out for the sisters.

Let Xia Huang cough up some blood. You deserve it!

Little lonely looked back at Ningfan and nodded satisfactorily.

The heart is still good for its own men, who are not obsessed with monasticism and abandon their wives.

Thinking about it, Little Lonely thought Ning Fan was really weird.

Either someone else's teenager shoots Fairy Road with a fighting spirit, or shouts the slogan against the sky and chops the fairy, or thinks he is the number one in the world, all kinds of pretending to force all kinds of punches in the face.

From the beginning, the man was not interested in Cheng Xian, and he seemed to know from the beginning what he wanted.

Xia Wang lived six million years before he realized it.

Since his own man had just practiced, he understood the truth and greatly valued his loved ones.

Well, man, it turns out he's good in his own house.

“Ning Xiaoyu, the husband wants to be alone, you rest here for a moment, wait for the old man's power to recover, send you back to Xuejiang... as for the promise of Xiaoyu, the old man will definitely do it, then the old man will make a cross-border sound Yu Gui to you, in the future the rain realm is difficult, you can inform the old man.” If the old man flew as hard as he could, he could save us from the rain, so that we could destroy our enemies for you.

Just say it, Xia Huang turned lonely and walked one step further.

Little loneliness and indifference is enough, and he cried out faintly, “If you want to be quiet, why don't you stay quiet with the two Dream Sisters? ”

“Two? Sister Dream? ”

Just now, Xia Huang was in a state of distress and heard what was wrong with the little lonely name.

At this moment, the small lonely words suddenly suddenly burst.

Why does she call Ice Cloud Dream Sister? Does she know Ice Cloud?

What do you mean, two people with ice clouds? Did they recover the remains of the ice cloud?

He was thinking that Ning Fan gently caressed Yuan Yaoyu, then held Xiaolone, headed towards the other side of Sword Lake, and toward Xia Wangdao,

“Senior Summer, Senior Dream, we are waiting for you at the other end of Sword Lake. ”

Originally shining, a blue shirt woman slowly appeared.

She wasn't beautiful, but the first time Xia Huang saw her, she went insane...

“Ice, ice cloud! You, you!” Xia Huang rubbed his eyes incredibly, convinced that he had made no mistake.

What stands in front of you is definitely a dream ice cloud, the breath is free of any errors.

It's just that the ice clouds of dreams are nothing but remnants...

Above the wreckage, there are countless swordwounds.

“The battle of the dead!” In the mind of the Summer Emperor, the name of this formation instantly emerged!

For a moment, it was as if a dagger had been inserted into his heart, and he had embraced the ice cloud of his dreams in his arms in agony.

How much has she suffered in six million years?

I did it to her. I did it to her! From this day on, no one will take her away!

“No worries... this is the first time you've ever hugged me...” Dream Ice Clouds snuggled quietly in the arms of Xia Huang, revealing the colour of happiness.

Suddenly, she was grateful for the lonely little girl.

If that little girl hadn't persuaded herself, she might never have had the happiness of the moment...