“Water…scald…”

"Is that right..." Ning Fan's eyes were helpless, and his fingertips looked into the water. The water temperature should be only a little higher than that of ordinary people's body temperature, and it was not hot. Perhaps it was because the female corpse was used to the cold corpse.

You can be cold to your enemies, but it doesn’t matter if you take care of your own women.

Although the female corpse is not her woman... she has a good impression of Mu Weiliang and the indescribable things with the female corpse, she is not much different from the woman.

With a bent finger, the ice force sank into a trace, and the water temperature became cold.

The female corpse relaxed her eyebrows, showed a comfortable expression, and smiled sweetly.

"Light...thank you...thank you..."

"Well, don't move around, I'm treating you."

The female corpse still had bone-decaying decay on her pale face, but her eyes were pure and thoughtless. The soft tucked the mist, stroked the light red petals, and hummed the nursery rhyme gently.

At this moment, Ning Fan saw Si Wuxie's shadow in a trance.

"Si Wuxie...Si Si...Is it an illusion..."

Silently, Ning Fan rolled up his sleeves, held a cloth towel, and carefully wiped the rotten body of the female corpse.

It is probably hard for outsiders to imagine that the Demon Lord, who is rumored to be so sensible, has such a gentle side.

In the early stage of the Nascent Soul, he could not send and receive the demonic energy into his heart, but after the middle stage, his mood improved and he could do it...

"Slightly cool, does it hurt..."

The corpse demon should not know the pain or the heat, but this female corpse knows the heat and heat, and also knows the headache. Otherwise, the Yuan Photovoltaic Demon Array will only stabilize it and will not cause such severe pain.

"No...it hurts..."

The female corpse has pure bright eyes, lifting her green jade fingers, and tapping bubbles in the water basin, which is very interesting.

Then, pointing at himself, Zhen's head tilted slightly, and said curiously, "My name is...wei...liang?"

"Well, your name is Mu Weiliang, my name is Ning Fan, but in the endless overseas sea, you have to call me Zhou Ming..."

"No...you...you are...light!" The female corpse was unwavering and must be called this.

“As you like…”

for a long time.

"Okay, you can rest for a while..."

"Stay...rest...what..."

"Well, I forgot that you don't have to sleep with a corpse refining. Then you can embroider it. I will grind the medicine liquid for you to prevent the body from rotting..."

...

Over the past few days, Ning Fan grinds the elixir in the palace without leaving the house and applied it to the female corpse.

Although the female corpse did not like the overly intimate behavior, she gradually adapted to Ning Fan's intimate behavior. Holding Ning Fan's white clothes in her hand, she embroidered a unique black flower on it.

The flower is not owned by the human world. Ning Fan has never seen it with his own eyes. He can only see it in the memory of the ancient times. I remember it, it is called Umede.

When corpses are refining lose their life activities, the wound will not heal itself. Ning Fan can only use medicine liquid to prevent corrosion and sacrifice corpses to refine the wounds of the female corpse as before in the flames, and use secret methods to cover up the corpse demon corpse energy.

At first, the female corpse looked at the sky, frost and earth, and was quite afraid, but after getting familiar with Ning Fan, she finally plucked up her courage and entered the sea of ​​fire.

The wound is gradually healing...

Change into a white dress and no longer reveals any corpse energy.

Except for her pretty face, her lips are still pale, her lips are bloodless, and she feels weak and pity, her other behaviors are not much different from those of ordinary people.

The black hair was like a waterfall, and the female corpse was combed to one side by herself, and the silver needle was also held in the sleeve by the female corpse as a weapon.

If you don’t speak, no one will doubt the identity of the female corpse.

If you don’t use force, no one knows that the female corpse is actually a terrifying corpse demon comparable to the mid-stage God Transformation!

When Ning Fan led the beautiful female corpse out of the palace, all the female guards' eyes lit up.

What a woman who is not as good as the world... Although her eyebrows are pure, the high respect between her eyebrows makes people dare not underestimate this woman's national beauty.

This holy thing is like thinking without evil.

But it is pure, indifferent, and like a gentle coolness.

"Congratulations to the master for getting a new concubine..." When the Bingling Yueling sisters and a group of female guards immediately gave a gift when they saw Ning Fan coming.

"Well, I've been staying in the Danding Gate for a long time. You can go back to the cauldron ring first. If you have the chance in the future, you will let you come out for some breath."

"yes!"

…

Out of seclusion!

After nearly three months of retreat, Ning Fan's strength has increased a lot again.

The cultivation of magic power in Yuanzhong, the cultivation of demon power in Yuanchu, the peak of silver bone body refining realm, and the spiritual thoughts of the peak of Yuanying.

He activated the second level of magical powers in "Yin and Yang Change" and barely conquered the female corpse.

Although the female corpse is unable to control the murderous heart and is not considered combat power... But if one day the female corpse can come in handy, Ning Fan will have two god-transforming thugs in his hands!

For three months, Xiao Wanluo was still waiting outside Shiguan.

When Ning Fan and the female corpse walked out, he immediately met, but immediately became secretly shocked.

At this moment, he could not see any clues about Ning Fan's cultivation!

Its momentum is very different from before March!

If he hadn't known this person would have been Zhou Ming, the devil who killed people, Xiao Wanluo would have thought that Ning Fan in front of him was just an ordinary mortal son, and he could not see through the white-clothed female corpse. He only thought it was Ning Fan's concubine and did not care.

He knew that Ning Fan's true cultivation was only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, when Ning Fan broke through the heavenly tribulation, he saw with his own eyes. However, Ning Fan's combat power and means were definitely stronger than that of the great cultivators.

Before retreat, Xiang Liao could be defeated. After retreat, he understood the technique of soul-drawing. He was afraid that there were only a few people in the outer sea and under the transformation of the gods, and he could be Ning Fan's opponent.

"Congratulations to fellow Daoist Zhou for his great improvement in his cultivation!"

"Hehe, you're welcome." Ning Fan clasped his fists and smiled, while Xiao Wanluo was stunned.

laugh!

Zhou Ming’s crazy devil is laughing!

This is really...so scary!

The rumored demon is restrained and at ease with his murderous aura. The more he laughs, the more it means that his murderous intent is moving.

Xiao Wanluo was uncomfortable all over. Could it be that the first thing he said was that he would offend the old demon Zhou Ming?

Otherwise, why did this demon smile at himself... What a fucking weird smile!

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, do you have any objections to me?" Xiao Wanluo asked carefully.

"I don't have any opinions, but Fellow Daoist Xiao is waiting outside my stone gate. Is there something to ask for? "

"Haha, I really have something to ask for. I think with the mind of fellow Daoist Zhou, I have guessed it. If the wise man doesn't say secret words, I want to invite fellow Daoist to become my ancestor of Danding Sect!"

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Ning Fan was slightly surprised. He originally thought that Xiao Wanluo would be a guest elder at most, but unexpectedly, he would be the ancestor of the alchemy.

What is the guest elder? Simply put, it is the thug of the Danding Sect who contributes a paid effort.

What is the ancestor? Simply put, Xiao Wanluo surrendered to his generation and recognized Ning Fan as his elder…

To put it out, the ancestor of the Danding Sect is not Xiao Wanluo, but Ning Fan. Then, no one dares to provoke Danding Sect.

But in this way, the Danding Sect can also be said to have changed hands...

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, is it just joking..." Ning Fan looked at Xiao Wanluo with great meaning, and could make a half-step great monk surrender himself and recognize the thief as his father. What was the purpose of this Xiao Wanluo?

If the Yin-Yang Lock can eavesdrop on the man's thoughts, Ning Fan is ready to hear what Xiao Wanluo is thinking.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, don't misunderstand me. I am really sincere. Please be my ancestor of the alchemy and tripod to get rid of the predicament. I heard that fellow Daoist has old friends with Mr. Ling..."

"Zhou won't do anything that's good. As for establishing relationships, there's no need!" Ning Fan was very direct.

"Naturally, there is no need for fellow Taoists..." Xiao Wanluo's face did not change, but he felt a secret regret in his heart. It seemed that it would be difficult to ask Ning Fan to voluntarily help him with Ling Guichuang.

"First, fellow Taoists spent tens of millions of immortal jades at the auction to return them all... Secondly, from today on, the cauldrons trained by my Danding Sect will be used by fellow Taoists!"

Speaking of this, Xiao Wanluo suddenly said and observed Ning Fan's face, but saw that Ning Fan's expression was not moving at all.

For the new rookie, the two benefits of these promises are like two huge pies, and they must be moved, but for Ning Fan, these two benefits are simply short promises.

"If Zhou wants immortal jade, killing you Xiao Wanluo is like taking something out of your pocket! Do you need to return it? As for the cauldron... in the alchemy cauldron, all cauldrons have been taken away by Zhou. If you want to cultivate the Nascent Soul Cauldron again, it will take hundreds of years to go... Your promise is space! If you have no sincerity, don't blame Zhou for turning against you!"

After stopping his smile, Ning Fan's eyes turned cold, and Xiao Wanluo immediately took a few steps back, sweating profusely.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, don't worry, I haven't finished speaking! There are benefits, and the greatest benefits!"

"explain!"

"Fellow Taoist knows the 'Huang Demon Sect'!"
To be continued...