After Xiao Fan finished speaking, the voice disappeared, as if it had never appeared, Xiao Fan walked into the palace step by step, looked at the nine steps, and took the first step.

"Kill, kill!"

A killing intent hit the deepest part of Xiao Fan's consciousness, Xiao Fan snorted: "Break!" Then he stepped on the second step of the steps, and a heavy spiritual pressure came towards him, making Xiao Fan's footsteps stagnate slightly, and then stepped up to the third layer......

The first six steps are indeed not too much pressure for Xiao Fan, in the past four years, Xiao Fan's spiritual power has reached the peak of the Yellow Order, and he is only one step away from entering the Xuan Rank, and the original owner of the Stone Book did not expect that someone's spiritual power would break through the innate realm when he was at the peak of the human level, you must know that the cultivation of spiritual power is much slower than normal cultivation.

Xiao Fan stood on the sixth step, a trace of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he stepped on it after hesitating, Xiao Fan felt that his cultivation disappeared in an instant, with his own physical strength, this is, Xiao Fan's whole body bones were shocked, and this unknown force was competitive.

Xiao Fan stepped directly on the eighth step without hesitation, at this time Xiao Fan actually aged at a speed visible to the naked eye, Xiao Fan suddenly sat on the eighth step of the stairs, looking at his wrinkled hands, and his heart involuntarily panicked.

"Thirty days later, decide whether you want to climb the ninth step or not, of course you can choose to give up, and I will give you back your life force, if you insist on climbing the ninth step, then you will die. ”

As soon as the voice finished speaking, Xiao Fan's intuitive eyes darkened.

When Xiao Fan woke up again, he saw Han Xue'er lying on the side of the bed asleep, Xiao Fan raised his hand, saw the wrinkles on his hands, and his heart panicked, he struggled to remember, but his body had a sense of powerlessness.

"Brother Fan, you've finally woken up. Han Xue'er felt Xiao Fan's strange appearance, raised her head, her red and swollen eyes, and two long tear stains dragged on her cold cheeks.

"What's wrong with me, help me up and go to the mirror. Xiao Fan's voice trembled.

Han Xue'er carefully helped Xiao Fan up and helped him to the bronze mirror, Xiao Fan shook off Han Xue'er's hand, pressed his hands on the table, and looked at himself in the mirror, his old face was full of wrinkles.

"No! It's not true! It's still an illusion, this must be an illusion!" Xiao Fan frantically threw everything on the table to the ground, and he stumbled and sat on the ground.

Xiao Zhan didn't say anything in the days when Xiao Fan woke up, he had a gloomy expression on his face, and he went out to help Xiao Fan find the elixir in a few days, and in the next twenty days, Xiao Fan continued to age, and his temper became more and more irritable, Xiao Fan could dream of a pair of eyes full of violent aura every day, constantly staring at himself in the dark, and he also dreamed that he stepped on the ninth step of the stairs, and his body shattered and became a pile of blood foam, for twenty days, as long as Xiao Fan slept he would have this kind of dream, and those eyes full of violent aura were also constantly affecting Xiao Fan's sanity。

In the past 20 days, Xiao Fan has been scolding Han Xue'er all day long, whenever Xiao Fan is emotional, Han Xue'er doesn't speak, quietly hugs Xiao Fan into her arms, and comforts her softly, but fortunately, Xiao Fan is still a little sensible.

"Brother Fan, it's okay, thirty days is coming soon, and then your vitality will come back, and everything will be fine then, Brother Fan will come to eat. Han Xue'er walked into the house with the food, walked to the side of the bed and looked at Xiao Fan, who couldn't get out of bed now, and said softly.

"I won't eat, take it away!" Xiao Fan looked like he was about to walk on the bed, and his tone was low and weak.

"Eat some, it's so strong. Han Xue'er's eyes were pleading, and she carefully dug a bite of food with a spoon and handed it to Xiao Fan's mouth.

Xiao Fan slammed his head on the spoon, and the whole person was planted from the bed to the ground, and the only remaining strength kept roaring: "I said I won't eat!

Han Xue'er suddenly became teary-eyed and wanted to help Xiao Fan up, but at this time, a big hand grabbed Han Xue'er at once: "Xue'er, I've worked hard for you these days, go back, I'll say a few words to Fan'er." ”

Xiao Zhan's face was pale, without a trace of ruddyness, with a heavy smell of blood on his body, and the clothes on his left arm were also empty.

"Uncle Zhan, are you alright? It was the first time Han Xue'er saw Xiao Zhan so seriously injured, and there was blood dripping from her empty sleeves.

Xiao Zhan smiled and shook his head: "You go out first." ”

Han Xue'er nodded, looked at Xiao Fan with some reluctance and worry, and walked out.

Xiao Zhan looked at Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan was also looking at Xiao Zhan, the pair of eyes full of violence that appeared in Xiao Fan's dream seemed to be transplanted to Xiao Fan's eyes, and the muddy eyes were full of violence.

Xiao Zhan took out a piece of green wood in his arms, and as soon as the piece of wood was taken out by Xiao Zhan, it made people feel shocked and refreshed, and people knew that it was a rare treasure as soon as they saw it.

Xiao Zhan gently threw the piece of wood into the air, and the vitality hit the piece of wood, and the wood in mid-air emitted wisps of green silk threads that all fell on Xiao Fan's body under Xiao Zhan's control, and the violent breath in Xiao Fan's eyes faded like a tide when he encountered the green silk thread, making Xiao Fan's eyes clear again, but Xiao Fan still looked old.

"It's impossible for the requiem wood to have a strong vitality, it's impossible to save Xiao Fan!" Xiao Zhan increased the output of vitality again, and the requiem wood in mid-air, the green silk threads fell like a waterfall, which also made Xiao Zhan's face a little paler.

"Peng!"

Xiao Fan's lower abdomen suddenly emitted a burst of black light, which bounced the requiem wood out at once, and this backlash made Xiao Zhan half-kneel on the ground all of a sudden, and a mouthful of scarlet blood was directly smeared on the ground.

"Daddy, daddy......" Xiao Fan roared weakly.

Xiao Zhan staggered and struggled to stand up, pretending to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and helped Xiao Fan up: " Xiao Fan, you will definitely be able to persevere in the past, what are these difficulties, besides, you still have your father and I here, the same Xue'er has always been worried about you from the heart, there are birth, old age, sickness and death in life, no one can escape, this time maybe you feel that it is a disaster for you, but it is not a rare opportunity, savor it, maybe you can get more, okay, I'm going to rest, these days really make me a little tired. ”

Xiao Zhan limped out of the door, his left sleeve was empty, blood dripped on the ground from time to time, and Xiao Zhan's tiger eyes were already red when he went out.