Grasping Evil

() The named disciple is Ning Fan's answer to Yang Gu.

Let’s name it for the time being, if it doesn’t suit you, you will be kicked. If it is useful, you can cultivate it a little.

Even this ambiguous answer made Yang Gu excited, and immediately bid farewell to Ning Fan and hurried back to Neihaidan Island all the way.

This time, the first is to recommend Ning Fan to enter the Pill Dao as a guest Qing elder.

The second is to invite people, a large number of people, many people, to help Ning Fan kill the Thorn Alliance!

It is not certain how many people he can invite. Yang Gu is very popular, and with his easy-going personality, he is a friend all over the world. With some friends from Dan Dao, I am afraid that this group of fights will be spectacular.

The Yanggu affair came to an end, but the next thing was to relieve Xu Qiuling from the hidden dangers of his body.

First of all, the fragment of the trapped fairy sword must be taken out.

Secondly, Xu Qiuling must completely solve the hidden danger of lack of gold.

For several days, Ning Fan thought hard behind closed doors, deduced dozens of treatment plans, and finally chose three of them.

Once out of the Xuancui Palace, Ning Fan went to Bliss Peak to find Xu Qiuling, but the boudoir was empty.

Divine Mind swept away and searched half of the Happy Devil Island, but couldn't find Xu Qiuling's whereabouts.

Ning Fan was secretly surprised. In the flower mound, there was a thirteen- or four-year-old girl who looked like a little maid and flinched and handed a paper butterfly to Ning Fan.

"Zhou, Zhou Gongzi, this is given to you by the lady... The lady asked you to find her..."

The little girl's words trembled, as if she was very afraid of Ning Fan.

"Your name is Xiaolian?"

"Yes, yes..." Xiaolian didn't dare to lift her head.

"You folded this paper butterfly?"

"Xiao, Xiaolian, damn it, Xiaolian doesn't dare anymore..." The girl snorted and knelt down to beg for mercy. It seems that the maid is not allowed to fold the sound transmission paper butterfly to prevent leaks.

"Well, don't worry, I won't tell others about this. This butterfly is beautiful, not bad."

Ning Fan patted Xiaolian's head.

Folded open the paper butterfly, glanced at the words in it, and immediately didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He stepped out and disappeared without a trace.

In the distance, only the maid Xiaolian was left, kneeling on the ground. She didn't dare to raise her head until Ning Fan left, her expression still full of fear.

After the flowers. Seeing that Ning Fan had left, seven or eight little maids came to help Xiao Lian, all of them were terrified.

"Xiao Lian, you are so daring, that Zhou Gongzi is the devil who spreads madly in the outer seas. There are countless murders. How dare you say three words to him!"

"It's okay, it's okay, I heard that he's a big devil with a prostitute wife and daughter. How are you not being treated by him?"

"It seems that he touched your head just now, shouldn't he plant some restrictions?"

The female companions were all worried, but Xiaolian shook her head, blushed, and said in a low voice,

"I-I think, Young Master Zhou doesn't seem to be a bad person... He also said that the paper butterfly I folded is beautiful..."

"Oh. Miss Xiaolian is thinking of spring..."

"I think it's more than Sichun, and the soul has been hooked by Zhou Gongzi."

"whee…"

"Cuckoo..."

A group of young girls started frolic in the flower path, completely forgetting how terrible Ning Fan was.

In the sky above the Magic Island of Joy, Ning Fan swept away his spiritual thoughts and sighed when he sensed the playfulness of the maids.

Although this group of maids had low status, even low aptitude, and had no chance to cultivate to the realm of Jindan Yuanying in their entire lives, they were innocent and lived a normal life.

Indeed, Ning Fan envied this bland and playful life, but life did not give him a choice.

In the sound transmission paper butterfly, there was only one sentence, which was Xu Qiuling's soft whisper.

"The red face is like a stream of water, and the poor son does not think of ordinary people..."

This sentence is a small poem written by Xu Qiuling casually. She is really a talented girl.

She herself was dying, and she still wanted to play hide-and-seek with Ning Fan, hide and let Ning Fan find her.

The poor son doesn't think about Fan... Is she pity Ning Fan's life is too hard to cultivate?

Ning Fan shook his head, he had nothing to do with an independent woman like Xu Qiuling.

Closing his eyes and pressing his fingertips on the paper butterfly, Ning Fan sensed the remaining breath in the wind through the breath of the paper butterfly, and used that breath to chase Xu Qiuling away.

Xu Qiuling's breath is special, she is immersed in flowers every day, loves and grows flowers, and has a floral fragrance that penetrates into her soul.

Perhaps, her past life was a flower...

In the black snowstorm of the Sea of ​​Joy, a painting boat drifted out to sea, with only Xu Qiuling on it.

She is really bold, with the pinnacle of Jindan cultivation, walking alone in the sea of ​​joy and magic.

It seems bold, but in fact the small painting boat is a treasure from the cave, and once there is an enemy, you can hide in the space in the boat. Under the practice, no one can find out where she is hiding.

These are only rational security, but Xu Qiuling is a very emotional person.

She believed that Ning Fan would come to find her, and it was the first time she saw Ning Fan that she was attracted by Ning Fan's temperament.

She always thought it was love at first sight, until three years ago, when she began to have a seizure, began to fall into a coma, and began to have bizarre dreams.

In her dream, she was a pitch-black orchid, isolated in a secluded valley, isolated from the world.

No one can enter her world, and she does not need to understand anyone's world. She can be alone, and can sing alone all day.

Until that day, a snow-white butterfly flew into the secluded valley.

It was white and dust-free, but it was weak and windy, as if it had been hit by wind and rain somewhere, and half of the butterfly wings were smashed by the Rain Palace.

Even so, the butterfly still flew stubbornly, unwilling to admit defeat, unwilling to yield.

When the butterfly just flew over the orchid, it could no longer fly, and fell into the stamen of the orchid.

Butterfly's breathing gradually weakened, and gradually lost her memory, but she was still stubbornly spreading her wings and trying to fly towards the sky.

At this moment, Orchid understood, she understood why the butterfly was injured, because the butterfly was too stupid, trying to fly above the sky with her fragile butterfly wings.

Its butterfly wings were torn apart by the wind.

"Silly Butterfly, there is the world of fairies, you are just a little butterfly, why are you so persistent..."

The orchid speaks the language of flowers that the butterfly cannot hear, just as the orchid cannot change the will of the butterfly.

The butterfly flapped its weak body again and again and fell back to the stamen again and again. Orchid finally felt distressed.

She didn't understand why she felt distressed, but when she saw the expression of the butterfly struggling, she couldn't bear it, she wanted to save the butterfly.

"Silly butterfly, take my stamens. You can restore your stamina."

"Silly butterfly, tear off my petals, and you can make up the butterfly wings."

"Silly Butterfly, you are too weak, your body is not strong enough to block the wind, I would like to give you the golden bearing of my hit, and make your butterfly wings as strong as iron, you can block the wind..."

"Silly butterfly, why don't you look at me..."

that orchid. Secretly sprinkle the flower dew on the butterfly, patch the petals on the butterfly's wings, and give the butterfly the golden energy of his life.

That butterfly is no longer pure white. It's half black. It was given by orchids.

Her golden energy was not absorbed by her father's magnetic energy...

Her golden energy was given to a butterfly in her previous life...

In the end, the butterfly had power and flew into the sky, but never knew that there was an orchid that saved its life...

That orchid eventually lost its golden energy. Withered.

Until one day, a trace of ashes from the burning of butterflies drifted into the dust and landed on orchids.

At that moment, Orchid's heart was broken, like a whimper, and lost the last trace of vitality...

"Very sad dream... Am I too sentimental..." Xu Qiuling sighed.

"That butterfly, where did it go..." Xu Qiuling muttered to herself, a sound transmission paper butterfly folded on her fingertips.

She loves flowers, she loves butterflies...

Perhaps, in a long, long past life, she had a single love for a butterfly...

Xu Qiuling urged the boat to move forward at an unbelievable speed. The monks who came and went passed over the boat, but most of them could not feel the hidden aura of the boat.

She was alone, as if wandering, wandering and helpless.

But Xu Qiuling believed that Ning Fan came back to find her.

Boom!

In the slight snowstorm, a young man in a white coat and a black cloak, following a trace of breath, chased after the painting boat and landed on the stern of the painting boat.

He was accustomed to wearing white clothes, but after entering the devil, he symbolically put on a huge black feather cloak over the white clothes.

One black and one white, good and evil alternate...

"Going to the sea privately is not a child's play!" Ning Fan frowned and scolded, he was killing all the way, even how dangerous the Endless Sea was, especially the impossible area like the Sea of ​​Magic.

Yuanyao was ambushed here in those days. Although there is no auction now, cultivators from the Inland Sea rarely come, and although Xu Qiuling has the treasure of the cave, it is still dangerous.

At least, Xu Qiuling's body is still ill and should not contract the cold.

When Ning Fan was caught, Xu Qiuling laughed outraged, because only lonely people understand that being blamed is actually a kind of happiness. To blame is to care.

"I'm sorry... I'm a little reckless, but I believe that you will come to me!"

Xu Qiuling stroked her temples, raised her face, and smiled like an orchid.

"Of course I'll come to you!" Ning Fan laughed angrily, this Xu Qiuling is really a troublesome woman, second only to Yin Suqiu... No, maybe to some extent, she can tie Yin Suqiu.

"Do you know the origin of that poem..." Xu Qiuling suddenly changed the subject, but urged the boat to gallop in a certain direction.

"Which one? I met you, and you have read a lot of poems."

"Poor young master! You know, this is how I felt when I saw you for the first time... Poor, um, just pitiful, not the admiration you imagined... You are too stubborn, obviously your cultivation is not strong, but you have to fight with you. Then Zhao Zijing, just for an orchid, is it worth it..."

Xu Qiuling seemed to recall that dream, as if she wanted to ask the butterfly for the bluegrass. Butterfly, is it worth your effort to fly into the sky like that...

Lancao has never asked this question, but Lancao believes that there must be a reason for butterflies to fly to the sky persistently, which is more important than death...

"I don't ask about your past, because there is no me in your past..." Xu Qiuling pointed forward indifferently, and suddenly laughed.

"I'll take you to a place, that's where I first slipped out of the Happy Devil Island, and it was Master who took me there. It's a mortal's country. Back then, Master used this painting boat to take me to see mortals. My life... At that time, I knew that I was not the most miserable person in the world..."

"My physique is too weak to break through the Nascent Soul, my lifespan is too short, and I will die after ten years, but for this reason, I have lived for hundreds of years, isn't it... Those mortals have suffered from wars, plagues, and natural disasters all their lives. The torture. But they are still stubbornly alive, even if they are hungry, even if they are ill-fated, they are still struggling to live..."

"At that time, I understood. One cannot choose one's own destiny in one's life, but one can choose one's own attitude. No matter how hard the life is, one can live with a smile... If in one's life, just before death, one encounters The last person I liked was someone who went against the world, so what would you do..."

Xu Qiuling's eyes were full of affection. Looking at Ning Fan, "As long as you dare, I will!"

"Is it…"

Ning Fan looked at Xu Qiuling with great pity, not knowing what to say for a while.

Even the heart of blaming her for going out of the island without permission was gone.

If Xu Qiuling hadn't met her, maybe this life. She will die alone in her valley.

"Where do you want to go. I'll take you there, but you need to promise me that after you go, go home with me obediently and receive treatment with peace of mind."

"No, we'll heal in the mortal realm, okay? I like the atmosphere there."

"There are many people there, and if someone is plotting to do something wrong..."

"With your strength as the Great Demon of Zhou, you can't protect a weak woman from a bunch of mortals." Xu Qiuling's eyes flashed a sly and mischievous look.

"...I'm not as strong as you think. But if that's your wish. I'll do my best to protect you."

Ning Fan shook his head, for some unknown reason, today he doesn't want to refuse any request from Xu Qiuling.

It's like in the past life, I owed her, hurt her...

There was a hint of happiness in Xu Qiuling's eyes. This was the only time in her life that she was capricious. She just wanted to see if that person would tolerate her capriciousness.

It's just that the color of happiness has just risen, and soon it is covered by a color of shame.

However, Ning Fan suddenly embraced Xu Qiuling's waist, hugged him horizontally, and stepped on the painting boat with a little toes. The painting boat immediately turned into an aurora and flew back to Xu Qiuling's storage bag.

"Why, why..."

It was the first time he was hugged by a man in such an ambiguous way. No matter how indifferent Xu Qiuling was, he was inevitably embarrassed.

"Your painting boat is too slow!" Ning Fan's eyes flashed with a hint of pride, a pair of huge purple-black demon wings, which did not come out behind themselves, when they swayed, the waves were surging into the sky, and their wings were like clouds hanging from the sky. Ninety thousand miles!

"There is such a fast escape in the world!"

Xu Qiuling was stunned.

The painting boat that Dong Xu gave her focuses on the two kinds of supernatural powers of concealment and Dongtian, but the speed is not fast, only equivalent to the speed of ordinary Nascent Soul escaping.

No one ever took Xu Qiuling to fly away, except for a few times when she left the island, she was imprisoned in the Happy Devil Island for almost her whole life.

It was the first time that a man flew with her in his arms.

This man's escaping speed can reach 90,000 li in one escaping. In this endless sea, in terms of escaping speed, he can be the number one under the practice of emptiness!

Xu Qiuling was lying in Ning Fan's arms, hugging Ning Fan's neck, looking at his face, gradually becoming crazy.

In a trance, she saw a butterfly, a butterfly that hadn't looked at her much in the past life, but held her tightly in this life.

"Speaking of which, where exactly do you want to go? Is there a mortal kingdom in the endless sea?"

"Yes, to be precise, it's a semi-mortal capital, a small country on an island in the North Sea. This country was first established by some Nascent Soul old monsters in order to comprehend the life of mortals, 'transform mortals' and 'kill mortals'. Prepare... That is to say, these mortals were actually captured on this island many generations ago. They have never been told that there are other countries in the world, nor that there are monks in the world. Any monk who enters this island will be caught here. Infected by the mortal breath of the mortal, and put away the mana on his own, and lived incognito, of course…”

Xu Qiuling said halfway through, and suddenly sighed,

"Of course, there will also be a small number of monks who see that mortals are weak and easy to deceive, and come here to kill or avoid revenge. Such people will be secretly killed by several great monks hiding on the island of mortals... They are the security of this country. Guardians, it is said that generations ago, they were mortals on this island, so they wanted to protect this country."

Ning Fan's eyes lit up, he didn't expect that in this blood-stained grave, someone would deliberately open up a paradise.

Perhaps there are many monks living in seclusion here, tired of cultivating the sea of ​​blood, and living here for the rest of their lives. Maybe someone just passed by here, and after getting enough insight here, they will leave.

Suddenly, Ning Fan seemed to understand something, looking at Xu Qiuling in his arms, showing gratitude.

"thanks."

"Thank you for what?" Xu Qiuling winked playfully.

"Thank you for that sentence, poor son is not thinking about ordinary..."

Ning Fan sighed a little, this Xu Qiuling, how is it self-willed, clearly because he was too tired to see himself 20 years of killing, and was afraid that he would go into trouble, so he showed himself some mortal past events to calm down the devil's heart.

This Xu Qiuling clearly cared about herself, but she didn't say anything, nor did she take credit, she just paid silently.

If you don't pay attention, you may miss it, and you will never know that she has given everything for you.

Looking at Xu Qiuling, Ning Fan suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen her somewhere.

Where is it…

With Ning Fan's escaping speed, with Xu Qiuling guiding him, he quickly arrived at a calm sea area.

Just stepping into this sea area, Ning Fan felt an unusual aura. There was no spiritual energy in the air here, so he couldn't cultivate at all!

This world without spiritual power was of course arranged by some monks in order to simulate the mortal world.

Retaining the escape light, Ning Fan leaned over to look, and there were many sea boats docked below.

There are more than ten boats in total, and each boat is supported by a boatman. At first glance, these boatmen are inconspicuous, but each of them faintly reveals the breath of Nascent Soul.

As soon as they saw Ning Fan coming, more than ten fishermen stood up in unison, looking at Ning Fan with bad eyes.

"Stop here! This place is the place where the endless sea monks cultivate their minds and enter the mortal world. Any monks who enter this place without permission are not allowed to use the light to reveal a trace of their cultivation. Otherwise, once the mortals here know that there are monks in the world, they will be disrupted. A peaceful life, you will be hunted down by five great cultivators!"

These fishermen's reminders made Ning Fan startled, looked at Xu Qiuling in his arms, and shook his head.

"What should I do now, with my personality, there is never a place that I can't go to. If someone stops me, I will kill it."

"Bah! We can enter the island by boat!"

Xu Qiuling was speechless.

This Ning Fan is really a training madman, a fighting madman! I kindly brought him to understand the life of mortals, and he still has to fight and kill here, setting off a bloody storm, is he an idiot!

Seemingly seeing an acquaintance, Xu Qiuling pointed in a certain direction, and immediately, Ning Fan hugged her and landed on one of the sea boats.

The boatman on the boat was a middle-aged man in the middle of Nascent Soul, smoking a dry tobacco pouch.

When he saw Xu Qiuling and Ning Fan coming, he first showed a warning look, and his body instinctively told him that this young man in white clothes and black cloak was very dangerous!

It was just that when he saw Xu Qiuling, the middle-aged man seemed to recognize someone, and was greatly confused.

"You are…"

"Uncle Wang! It's me, I'm Qiu Ling!"

Xu Qiuling jumped out of Ning Fan's arms, smiled lightly, and the elegant smile immediately made the simple middle-aged man feel embarrassed, and he didn't know how to let go.

"Qiuling, it's you, you've grown so big! Ahem, you've become a big girl, you've got a husband, and the fourth uncle doesn't even dare to recognize you."

"Of course I will grow up. Do you know how long it has been since I last came to 'Gusu'! It's been hundreds of years!"

"Oh, it's been so long... Hehe, Fourth Uncle, I'm used to living a mortal life, so I don't remember the year, I don't remember the year."

The fourth uncle put down his cigarette bag and looked at Ning Fan carefully. At this moment, it was like looking at his niece-in-law, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

"That's right, Qiu Ling's vision is excellent, it's a talent... Why, this time, I came here to marry my lover in time for the 'Qi Xi'?"

"Marriage?" Xu Qiuling's eyes flashed brightly, she turned her head, looked at Ning Fan as if asking for evidence, and asked softly, "Should we try it?"

"casual…"

Ning Fan had an indifferent tone, his eyes were still on alert, secretly paying attention to more than a dozen Nascent Soul masters.

Once someone treats Xu Qiuling, he can kill everyone with just half a breath.

This is the instinct experienced in the sea of ​​blood.

Seeing Ning Fan so cautious, Xu Qiuling sighed softly.

It's very difficult to want Ning Fan to completely relax... Well, even playing with him once would be excellent.

(third more)

ps:

All the foreshadowings about butterflies have come out, this big hole, fill in first!