MTL - Grasping Evil-Chapter 8 Small paper crane, double. Repair it

Qimei City, Situ House.

"Three brothers, what do you say, the Lord will send you Mei Wei, and give it to Ning Fan!" In the Situ House, the thin man named Situ was browy. He is black and enchanting, but he wears a black Buddha coat and holds a black rosary.

"He wants black grass? Let you ask me for it? Hey, big shelf, let him roll it!"

"Second brother, this..."

But the thin man is a shackle and will rush out.

Qimeicheng, Nangongfu.

"Adult, this is the news that the little man inquired..." In the palace of the Nangong Palace, a tight-fitting woman was long.

"Oh... this Ning Fan, to the Lord to get the poison medicine, I can not see through it. Seven kinds of yin poison, seven to the sun tonic, in the opposite effect of the drug ... so alchemy, really can give the Lord How about making drugs... 娄兰, doing a good job, go on..."

Named Nangong, is a middle-aged man with a soft voice. Looking at the portrait of Ning Fan in his hand, he licked his lips.

"This person, will the sword world send to harm the owner..."

Qimei City, the **** of the virtual court.

"Check it out? Today, I bought the 'Millennium Peach Branch', who is it..." In the vain pavilion, a demon girl looks like twenty, covering the black gauze, wearing a black tube top, wearing a black dress, and some skirts. Short, revealing the white jade legs.

"As the owner expected, buying the 'Millennium Peach Branch' is not the three gods of the Han Yuanji. The level of alchemy in Nangong and Han Yuanji can't use the medicinal materials of the millennium... The purchase of this medicine is actually a layer of teenagers. It is the apprentice of the Korean won."

"Oh? One layer?"

She holds the portrait of Ning Fan and has a little interest.

"What did he buy?"

"Returning to the owner, he also bought a hundred years of ice and thunder, fire and rain."

"The millennium elixir is used to refine the 'four-turning elixir', the poison in the Han Yuanji, is in need of this thing... ice stone and fire rain flower, these two things are not melted, never to be used, but the legend At the time of the ancient times, there was a way to make medicines that were not melted into medicine. These two medicines were used by Han Wei of Han Yuanji...not simple... This person has a medical talent, and the rain world exceeds him, no more than ten people... This person is very interesting..."

This fascinating demon girl seems to have no trace of cultivation, but only listen to one or two of the names of the drugs, and then guess the motivation of Ning Fan to buy medicine. Its profound knowledge is not weaker than the memory of Xiandi!

Beyond the city of Qimei Snow City, a young black robe, a shot of a demon bag, released a group of mice, gnashing his teeth,

"Hey! Benjun’s 'Ding Furnace', which was raised in Hehuan, was taken away... No, Han Lao Mo is not offended, secretly grabbed the stove back... as long as the little girl is not broken, no People can see her physique..."

All of this, Ning Fan is not aware.

When he returned to the Palace of Savannah, he took a large number of elixir and went to the Palace of Medicine.

The old devil is known as the Korean medicine sect, and he is also known as the three-way alchemy teacher in the country. The medicine used in the alchemy of Sifan Palace is of very good quality. In the refining medicine pavilion, there is also a vein of ice and fire for alchemy.

Nowadays, the medicines that have been bought have not been sent, and the antidote of the old devil and Meiwei can not be refining. Ning Fan decided to refine some of the paper cranes.

After all, the higher the paper crane is repaired, the better the double repair effect will be. Ning Fan’s heart gradually accepts the practice of “Yin and Yang Change” and is eager to try the effect.

‘Pu Dan Dan’ is a two-turned immortal, and many Ronglian alchemists will refine. And there is the memory of the alchemy of the emperor, the district turns to the elixir, and it is even more important for Ning Fan.

There is a fire in the alchemy, and the mana cost of the alchemy is almost no, but Ning Fan has just pour a layer of mana, still worried that he will not eat.

""Huang Ting Dan Dao Record"...The river car turns into a fairy, not a poor man and a Zen, a Huang Tingming world, a half pot of wine, hidden mountains and rivers... The ancient alchemy method of the ancient emperor lies in the ‘river car nine turns...”

Close your eyes and recall the memories of the alchemy of the ancient times. Ning Fan's fingertips transported black inflammation and tasted the wonderful alchemy technique of 'river car nine turns'.

"At the time of the ancient times, there were two alchemists in the heavens and the earth, one Taishang Laojun, one Huangdi. There were two alchemy schools... one ‘Sanqing Dan Ning’, one ‘Hebei nine turns’...”

He muttered to himself, his fingertips kept on, and he was rounded in front of him with black inflammation. Going back to the round, you can make a turn of the medicine...

He closed his eyes and thought hard. After a long time, he made a round and he was inflamed.

He repeatedly tasted, after a fragrant incense, has been able to hang two rounds, Yan Ying faint and not scattered.

After half an hour, he even linked the three rounds, and after a while, he made a round shadow in front of him.

The next moment, he suddenly panted, hurriedly opened his eyes and said nothing.

The fifth round, can not be sketched out, Xu is because the realm of Ning Fan is too low ... but can hook the four rounds, he is enough to refine the four turns of immortal, alone with alchemy, the country is probably unparalleled.

"Open the furnace, alchemy!"

He took a shot and threw it into the medicinal material, igniting the ice fire with a meager mana and starting a long alchemy.

After an hour, ten medicinal materials, seven demolition, only three furnace remedies, ten per furnace.

His face was pale, and the mana that had just recovered was exhausted, and his heart was exhausted.

The seven medicinal materials were refining, not because Ning Fan’s technique was not perfect, but because his mana was not enough, the moment he became a Dan, he could not hold the firepower, and he often failed.

The second conversion of the medicinal herbs failed so much, Mei Wei three turned to the antidote, the old magic four to the antidote, fear that the fundamental refining can not come out, unless you first improve the mana...

Nine people rushed back to the bedroom with jade bottles.

Outside the room, he suddenly stopped, because the house was faintly audible.

Little girl, in the bath, squatting, feeling good.

"I am entering, or not... If the paper crane is bigger, I would like to wash it with her..." Ning Fan turned the medicine bottle, turned around, touched the nose, but shook his head.

He does not care about the ethics, morality, just does not want to leave a shadow on the little girl.

He looked at the moonlight gradually, and for a moment, some missed his hometown. Wu Guo, Haining Ningjia, is thousands of miles away. The younger brother is lonely, and he is trapped in the demon, and he can play the magic sect and save his brother.

"The more the middle moon, the lower the moon, the more the Wu Yue people, the Jiangshan block. Heaven is my wife, the land is Wu, where is the hometown, who is with me, and four days and nine circles, I am alone."

He is the body of a young man, but with the sorrow of the emperor to see through the red dust. Under the moon, he is fascinating. The words he sweared, but the handcuffs came, but caused the cold noise of the woman outside the wall.

"Hey, ‘Tian Tian is my wife, the land is my 妾’, and Han Yuan’s apprentice, a big tone...”

This female voice is not delicate, with a cool and sturdy atmosphere, and the sound is like a sword, so that Ningfan eardrum is slightly painful.

Then, it is the footsteps of the woman.

Ning Fan frowned. Sifan Palace is the old devil's palace, and ordinary people simply cannot enter. The old devil never touches the woman, what woman, actually entered the Sifan Palace, and called the old devil name?

He wanted to chase out the courtyard and check it out, but he did not take a few steps. In the bedroom, suddenly a paper crane screamed.

"what!"

He changed his face and couldn't take care of the strange woman before, and hurriedly pushed the door into the bedroom.

In the room, there is a tub, and plum blossoms in the water. Before the paper crane was bathing, but now jumped out of the tub, standing on the bed and looking at the ground in horror.

"Old...rat...every brother, save me!"

Her Loli-like flower, very pitiful, let Ning Fan laugh and cry. The paper crane was also in Hehuan for three years. Although there was no repair at all, I finally saw the gods, but I was afraid of the rats.

But when he thought about it, he suddenly felt faintly wrong.

Sifan Palace, built in Qimei Ice City, the land of repairing magic, how can ordinary mice survive?

He stared at the underground mouse and his eyes were cold.

This rat white-purple purplish is not a mortal mouse, but a ‘chasing mouse.’ In the memory of the ancient emperor, many people who are low-minded, love to use this mouse to track people.

The paper crane is not repaired, and no one will follow it. Then the person who released the rat must want to master his own trace.

The old devil will not be so boring, he will be swept away, and the entire city of Qimei can be clearly perceived.

Most of the rats that will use this mouse are those who have been repaired to the lower level and have not opened up their minds.

"There are **** monks, want to deal with me? Looking for death..." Ning Fan sneered, pointing out, and a black sin shot in the rat body, burning it to death.

He walked over to the bed, but the paper crane shouted "wow", cried, and jumped into his arms.

"Where brother, I am so scared... That year, the brother's body that year was the mouse... a large group, purple eyes... alive..."

She was shaking in Ning Fan's arms. She is not afraid of rats, just afraid of that memory.

Ning Fan frowned, as if he heard some doubts from the paper cranes. Chasing rats does not eat human flesh, nor live together... How can a paper crane's brother be killed by a group of chasing rats... A group of chasing mice appear at the same time, most of them are raised by monks... Can not afford a group of ... why there will be monks, command a group of chasing rats, bite the death of the paper crane brother...

Or, let go of the tracing rat, not against yourself, but against paper cranes? However, the paper crane is a mortal, which seems unlikely.

Ning Fan can't figure out, Xiandi memory is not omnipotent. If he is to achieve a spiritual period, he can count it and calculate who is going to deal with himself. But at the moment, it seems that it cannot be done.

"Yeah... Where is your brother, when did you come in... You, let me go, hold me like this, I am so strange..."

Just a random hug, the little face of the paper crane, but the tide is red.

And Ning Fan, I suddenly understood what was in general, shocked,

"Paper crane, it is actually ‘born and bones!’ Someone, I saw the paper crane, I want to take it as a stove!”

Born and fascinated, the practice of double-cultivation is a thousand miles, and is the master of many masters. If a woman who is born with a bone is like a jade, it is difficult to see that there is a charm, but once it is broken, the bones will gradually appear... I am not happy, I am confused. Ten days are not happy, powerless. If you are not happy for a hundred days, you will die.

Is this the reason why paper cranes were caught in Hehuan?

He was shocked, his arms were not consciously forced, and the paper cranes were tighter. The paper crane, more breathless, eyes blurred, has lost consciousness, only instinctively hold Ning Fan neck, small tongue licking Ning Fan ear root, with a breath, exhale like a blue.

"Where my brother... I am so uncomfortable..." The paper crane is fascinating.

"That, come to double repair!" A push down the paper crane, Ning Fan faded his clothes and pressed it up. I wanted to wait for the paper crane to grow up, and then... but it seems that I can't wait.

In addition to the night of the lost crane, the paper crane never tasted the beauty of men and women, and the physique of the bones appeared. Her yin condensed in the lower abdomen and her passions. At the moment, you can directly confess, yang and yin, and the two gas phases will kill the paper crane.

She must first vent her yin and then make a feast to recall her confused heart.

The paper crane was pushed down the bed, posing a ** gesture, the tongue licking the lips, and Ning Fan breathing gradually. He meditation on the mouth of "Yin and Yang" and suppressed his heart.

The double-practice method, the most taboo, is that the practitioners are addicted to desire, and the exercises are ineffective.

In "Yin and Yang", not only is there a charm, illusion, but also a woman who can hook the world, but also has a centering technique, which allows one to embrace beauty and behave in a mess.

Breathing gradually calmed down, Ning Fan stroked the little face of the paper crane, and the paper crane seemed to feel something, turned his face, eagerly holding Ning Fan's finger, fooling.

"Where is my brother... don't leave a paper crane..."

The slippery little tongue is wet and soft.

Withdrew his fingers, Ning Fan put it in his mouth, and licked the fragrant liquid of the paper crane, which was quite relishing.

Immediately, the body was pressed down, and the paper crane's mouth was blocked. The tongue of the paper crane seemed to find a venting mouth. It was explored in the mouth of Ning Fan, and the two tongues intersected. Ning Fan’s mind was faint, and he almost immediately wanted to make a feast.

He had already broken his body in Hehuan, but knowing that today, he was the first to take the initiative to raise a woman's desire.

"You have to loose the paper crane yin..."

He resisted his desires, while picking up the paper crane tongue, catching the white tender jade rabbit in one hand, and letting one hand, but flattening the lower abdomen along the paper crane, going downstream...

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