The bitter Taoist people are depressed outside the house, but it does not prevent the spring inside the stone house.

After Zhang Fan threw it out, he suddenly felt refreshed, and the atmosphere was suddenly much higher, and his heart was happy.

I think back then, after being happy with Xi Ruohuan, he had been depressed, how could he be carried away at that time, and he didn't throw the old man out first, probably because he went to the Spring Palace in vain.

He doesn't care about himself, but if he does, he will lose a lot of money.

Now after so many years of getting along, he naturally knows that the bitter Taoist is not such a person, and now he is just taking this opportunity to relieve his mood and at the same time avenge the revenge that made him depressed for so long.

"Brother~Brother, what is that?"

Zhang Fan's movements were so fast, and Wan'er was undressing again, so naturally she wouldn't notice this, so she asked a question, but it was just a little shy.

I was happy to be able to help Zhang Fan before, the whole action was done in one go, naturally, full of holy taste, but at this time, I was interrupted by it, and the shyness was uncontrollable, and a pair of small hands were tightly entangled in the placket, and they were going to condense sweat.

A small face, even more ruddy as an apple, as attractive and fragrant, makes me really want to take a bite.

"Nothing!"

Understood Wan'er's thoughts, how could Zhang Fan be diverted from the topic by her, as she spoke, she let go of the palm that was holding Wan'er's hands tightly, and then moved up, brushing over the black and shiny hair, as if she could see the figure of a person, all the way down.

Two fingers, with a wisp of black light, are extremely smooth, as if without any force, suddenly descending, from the outline of the red ear, the snow-white neck as graceful as a swan, and finally falling on the shoulder as smooth as jade.

Zhang Fan's palm seemed to have magical power, wiped over the white shoulder, a layer of red was dyed with the movement of the fingers, and then Wan'er muttered, as if she had lost all her strength in an instant, and the hands that were tight in front of her chest suddenly loosened, and her clothes faded away.

On a bright moonlit night, the evening pine forest, the moon is like water, and the pine waves are like poetry.

For a while, Zhang Fan seemed to be in the beautiful scenery of the bright moon and pine trees, and the beautiful scenery of the Qingquan Stone, and he was gently holding a statue of a lady carved from the most beautiful jade in heaven and earth, tasting it with the light of heaven and earth.

Moonlight, water light, pine waves, flowing springs, I don't know whether it is the moonlight that adds color, the water light adds beauty, or the beauty of the beauty, contrasting its brilliance?

The voice whispered into the ears, as if ignoring the name, and it was also showing cheers, not letting the pine waves continue, not the crispness of the flowing spring!

Wan'er, standing lightly and purely in front of Zhang Fan, from nervous and shy, to calm and happy...... Zhang Fan, looking at it, caressed this natural beauty, the mysteriousness, softness and strength of the orchid by the stream, moved him.

Entering Wan'er's life when she was most vulnerable, she has been getting along day and night for many years, and that kind of dependence and kindness has blossomed into the most brilliant and gorgeous in this day.

"Hmm~~"

In the murmur, the emotions that had been accumulated for many years turned into wordless movements at this moment, like a moan from the deepest part of my heart.

...... Outside the stone house, at some point, invisible ripples faintly vibrated and spread, and an indescribable atmosphere spread.

"Huh?!"

"So fast?!I thought that kid would twerk, but I didn't expect it to be a fake!"

The bitter Taoist was bored and depressed, so he had to make fun of Zhang Fan, after so many years of getting along, he didn't know that since Zhang Fan had made a decision, he would never hesitate to twist it.

What he said was naturally permeating the stone house at this time, as if it was isolating the surrounding area of hundreds of zhang, completely getting rid of the mysterious aura shrouded by the earth-cutting illusion technique.

In this breath, there is a thick, like the warmth of the rising sun, so that the ice and snow gradually melt, turning into a stream flowing, dingdong sound, as if to congratulate it; in this breath, there is a faint, like the moon and the stars are sparsely cool, so that the cold earth qi rises, the dead wood draws branches in spring, and the red flowers bloom in life.

For a long time, everything slowly faded away, but there were more than the aftermath, such as the snow white everywhere in the vicinity, the red flowers fell colorfully, and the pieces of red were embellished, one white and one red, which was extraordinarily distinctive.

...... "Brother, what are you looking at?"

Wan'er, sitting on the cloud bed with a thin quilt, with snow-white shoulders dazzling, and white and tender jade feet naughtily peeking out of the thin quilt, and then shrunk back shyly.

"You're looking at my Wan'er!"

Zhang Fan stroked Wan'er's hair, straightened out all the chaos, and returned to quiet and beautiful.

"Hmm!"

Wan'er nodded obediently, all the afterglow dissipated, as if she had not been affected in any way, a pair of beautiful eyes, still pure and bright.

I don't know why, under Wan'er's pure gaze, Zhang Fan was a little uncomfortable, if he drifted away like the pity back then, he might not have any special feelings, but after all this happened, looking at him with the eyes that were still as pure as his sister looking at his brother, it actually made him feel like he was stealing the forbidden fruit.

Fortunately, after so many years of training, in addition to his cultivation, Zhang Fan has also been trained to be cheeky, obviously he is sweating all over his body, but his expression has not changed at all, and he is still gentle and kind.

At this moment, Wan'er's delicate brows furrowed slightly, as if it had touched the sore spot.

"Ahem, cough, cough~"

Seeing this, Zhang Fan hurriedly coughed a few times, stood up, patted Wan'er's shoulder, and said, "I'll go see your Xuanyin Sect's primordial old monster, Wan'er, you have a good rest." ”

Finally, he found an excuse, almost like fleeing, and with a dodge, he ran out of the stone house.

"Flutter!"

On the cloud bed, Wan'er smiled, bright and moving.

"Brother is so funny!"

Slowly lying flat with the quilt in his arms, the corners of his mouth were still smiling, but he slowly closed his eyes tiredly, and his breathing became long.

...... "Boy, don't keep it warm for a while, and just run out?"

Zhang Fan's hand moved, and the Nine Flame Dragon Ball was in his hands, and before he could speak, the bitter Taoist had already said jokingly.

"Ku Lao, you just let the younger generation go!"

Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, put away the dragon ball, and continued: "I have been an elder brother for too many years, but I am a little uncomfortable for a while. ”

"Hahahaha~~ I'm laughing at my old man. ”

The bitter Taoist sneered and laughed until Zhang Fan's face was about to turn green, and he said breathlessly: "I said, if those guys who died under your hands saw you frowning for this, I don't know if you will die of anger again, and you died a really unjust death~~~"

Speaking of the back, he also deliberately dragged out the tail note, which was simply endless.

Zhang Fan was helpless at first, and then Wan'er, as the bitter Taoist said, there is no shortage of heroes who died under him, what a character, he, the winner, can't be entangled in this little thing, even they are not as good!

"That's it!"

"Ku Lao, let's go and meet the last Yuanying real person in the Broken Mountain City for a while, and see what kind of character it is!"

Originally, it was just an excuse, but now that I think about it, I am really interested.

The only remaining Yuanying real person in Broken Mountain City is ruthless, and he can use the lives of tens of millions of people as a transaction, and he can hide all the way with these hundreds of elites when he is soft, if he escapes by himself, no matter how powerful those remnants of the Holy Clan are, it is impossible to find her traces.

This kind of contradictory character, and being a real person of Yuanying, naturally aroused his interest, otherwise, he would not have let the Cold Moon Fairy spread the word that he wanted to see her.

Now's the best chance to do it!

As soon as the words fell, after just a few steps, Zhang Fan completely returned to normal, even in the face of the Cold Moon Fairy who suddenly stepped out of a stone house next to him and looked at him with strange eyes, he just nodded indifferently, without the slightest abnormality.

Thousands of zhang away, in front of an inconspicuous stone house in the corner, Zhang Fan stopped.

Without anyone's guidance, he knew that this was the last Yuanying real abode in the Broken Mountain City.

Not to mention the aura and attention I felt when I entered the valley earlier, this seemingly ordinary stone house alone has another mystery.

This mystery does not come from the stone house itself, but from the people in it!

The fiery red, dry and hot, like a volcanic eruption, the aftermath of the volcanic lava condensed, that kind of earth fire, but it cannot be imitated.

"Ku Lao, it seems that this Yuanying real person is really injured a lot!"

Zhang Fan's expression did not move, but he said.

"Then there is no need to say it, otherwise, how could she see you crisscrossing the valley, and she would have fought a long time ago!"

The ascetic man sneered.

Unlike the bitter people who judge by the pride of Yuanying Zhenren itself, Zhang Fan knew it directly from the breath revealed by this stone house.

This Yuanying Zhenren is from the Xuanyin Sect, and his cultivation should be the Xuanyin Method, so how can there be such a strong aura of earth fire? Between the two, they are exactly opposed to each other, which doesn't make sense!

But if you think of the destructive pillar of heavenly fire, everything is clear.

Thinking about it, when this Xuanyin Sect Yuanying real person detonated the Heavenly God Fire Pillar, the distance was not far, and it was not easy.

In fact, this should be the meaning of the question, if it wasn't close enough, not sudden enough, how could it hurt the other party's Yuanying Wu Lao who was entangled with him at the time?

If he didn't seriously injure his witch elder, even if he wiped out all the remaining remnants of the Holy Clan, it would be impossible to escape his subsequent pursuit.

Therefore, when it was said that this Yuanying real person should be an injury for an injury, and she did something unexpectedly, the price of her and these hundreds of elites fleeing was not only the tens of millions of lives in the broken mountain city, ten of them, but also a serious injury.

As a real person, it is not easy to do this.

Zhang Fan walked outside the stone house, but in less than a breath, the door of the stone house suddenly opened like an invisible palm pushing.

Among them, a slightly hoarse woman's voice came out:

"Taoist friends come to the humble house, and the puff is shining. ”

"If you are sick, you can't meet it from afar, look at Haihan!"

(To be continued)