The boy's body is too clear, there are no stains, the smallest stains, beyond common sense!

"Tell my brother, have you eaten anything strange?" Chen Fan received Bingxin's voice.

The boy shook his head, the village was not rich, their life was very normal, they were very popular when eating and drinking. I really want to say something weird. Behind the mountain, there are many wild fruits, but almost everyone here eats them.

Chen Fan shook his head at Bingxin, but then showed a mockery, depressed Chen Fan, uncle, did he accidentally look at you? Therefore, the big man will tell you.

"Go to his house!" the door opened impassively.

Chen Fan snorted, hehe, the people under the eaves had to bow their heads, who made the girl better than him, he waved his hand to Mu Xiaoxiao and said, "Xiao Xue'er, let's go to Ziya, Sister Bing." Please, I'm hungry and want to eat. “

"I can cook!" the boy ran.

Chen Meizhi said that he only ran on the ice, but he did not think the boy was serious.

Mu Xiaoxiao has reassured the villagers and said that they will not leave until they are cured. This made the villagers worry about disbanding.

She walked over with a smile, looked at Chen Fan sternly, and reached out to pull his ear, but moved slightly.

On the other hand, Bingxin's classmate, Chen Fan cooled, and he wanted to eat him.

This makes Chen Fan's body uncomfortable, two myths of ice and fire?

Truong Truong's house, the old man's house is very old. He doesn't rest anymore. He had Mu Xiaoxiao's strength, and he stayed. He recovered a lot. There is a small table in the middle of the room. There were a few side dishes on the table. The old man thanked them again and again.

Chen Fan and Mu Xiaoxiao were very kind, but Bingxin looked at him coldly, which made the old man Zhang a little unnatural.

Chen Fan found out about this, but he didn't think of anything. In his imagination, Bingxin must always be like this, his body is very cold, as if the family owes her tens of millions.

"When will you get the magic?" Bing Xin suddenly asked the old man.

"This, I don't know, about ten days ago. "The old man was a bit clumsy.

Bing please smile, but her appearance is colder. "Are you sure you have magical powers?"

Regarding Bingxin's attitude, Chen Fan was a little unhappy. He was not happy: "Doesn't everyone say it's a miraculous infection? You may at least be disrespectful to a normal old man, at least not always have a cold." Did you come down?

The boy sat quietly. He was a polite child. When adults say that he is silent.

Mu Xiaoxiao's expression changed. She didn't say anything. She just looked at Mr. Zhang strangely, the old man said. Caution: "I can make sure it should be magically infected." ”

"Look, everybody's confirmed. Chen Fan said

"Hey, magic infection?" Bing smiled coldly, despised Chen Chen, and said, "A normal old man, do you know what magic is?

The old man trembled, and his eyes suddenly panicked.

"Here ......"

Chen Fanmeng finally thought of this question, why did an ordinary old man ask out of the magic infection in Bing, without expressing doubt, but directly responding to the contaminated time through the demonic qi, which is not suitable for common sense.

"I ...... I ...... "The old man was a little sad.

Bing stood up and looked at Zhang Lao indifferently. These words are not surprising: "I will tell you that you are not contaminated by the so-called magic, you are a magician!"

Chen Fan barely fell out of his chair. He knew what the four words of the mage repairer meant.

"You're not a demon!"

The boy stood up violently, protecting the old man in front of him, licking the ice heart.

Although he was young, he didn't know what magical Taoism was, but he also knew that the word "demon" was definitely not a good class, and even if the old man was really magical, he was me who would protect the old man.

Bingxin didn't speak, Mu Xiaoxiao stood beside her, didn't speak, they just looked at Old Mr. Zhang and Chen Fan and whispered to the boy: "Bing Mei is just a question, not sure, nothing." “

The boy was very filial, and he was very happy. However, even if he said so, he felt that he should say something. This woman doesn't joke and doesn't joke.

The atmosphere in the small room suddenly became a little depressed, and I don't know how long it had taken in the past. The old man finally sighed. He looked old, and his face was full of despair.

He gently stroked the boy's head, then looked at Bingxin. Although he was a little uncomfortable, his eyes were full of praise. "The girl is really smart, the foundation of the magical path is broken, and the repair is lost," he said. I don't think so. "But friend, it's a descendant of the Ice Palace..."

"About the prize!" Bing's expression, please remain indifferent.

From the first time she saw the old man, she knew that she was the future heir of the Ice Palace. The essence of this practice is Gao Xuanfa's Ice Palace. It is about to enter the kingdom of the emperor and naturally understands many things.

"What will you do to him!"

The boy protected the old man and watched the three men warily.

The old man smiled affectionately and stroked the boy's head. He said softly, "You fangs, you have nothing. You enter the hut inside. I spoke to my siblings. You don't want to go out for a while, you know?"

"But ......" the boy clearly did not want to.

"Don't you listen to your grandfather?" the old man's voice was stern.

The boy finally left, went into the innermost room, and looked back.

"Sit down, I'll tell you everything......" The old man sat down first.

When Chen Fan and the others sat down, the old man began to swear. Like Bing, please say that he is really a magical Taoist. He belonged to the famous Tian Demon Sect and was a devotee of the Devil.

Chen Fan was a little surprised. He didn't expect this old man to be so big, because he learned from Mu Xiaoxiao that the evil of the past was a powerful force that could compete with the four sects.

The old man didn't seem to notice his surprised expression. He seemed a little lonely. He continued to tell him. About 30 years ago, the Demon Lord mysteriously disappeared, and the Heavenly Sect sparked internal conflicts. After losing their sovereignty, some began to fight for power. Hit the big guys.

For devil worship, this is a real dark mess. In order to obtain the position of lord, the owners of celestial bodies are involved, and almost all of them die in battle. The Divine Celestial Sect was destroyed in just one month. Even the original magical site is in ruins.

"Devilish sects like this are gone!"

Bing please have some surprises. She's not very old, but she knows a lot. After all, there is no shortage of old books in a big house like the Ice Palace. The so-called Tian Mo Sect naturally knew that this was the last magical Taoist sect of the Purple MSI, and it was also Ziwei. In the history of the monastery, the only sect has been destroyed by nature.

Previously, no one knew how this super magic gate was destroyed. The truth is shrouded in the clouds of history. I didn't expect that thirty years later they would really know the truth.

The old man nodded. At first, he couldn't avoid the chaos of the Might and Magic Gate. The magical roots of Tao were broken and repaired into loss. However, he did not die and escaped with the sacred sword of the past. On a barren hill behind this small village.

The Demon Master disappeared, and the Demon Sword was self-styled and turned into an ordinary iron sword.

At that time, Zhang Lao did not repair it, and he could not activate the Heavenly Sword. Although he was a magician, he never killed a good person. After life and death, the old man looked down on everything.

He has no reputation and no property. After the disappearance of the Heavenly Sect, he only hoped to end the destruction, so he buried the Heavenly Sword Sword in the mountain behind him and retired in this small village.

However, thirty years have passed, and the Demon Sword seems to have changed. Not long ago, there was a faint, magical atmosphere in the back mountain, and naturally there was no Zhang Lao, a magical Taoist priest. He dug again. Demon Sword, see that the mark of the Demon Sword is really starting to rise!

Although the process is very slow, the magic is weak, but for humans, these weak magics are still very dangerous.

Villagers often go up to the mountains to collect firewood. In the process, they naturally could not avoid inhaling some kind of magical gas that filled the void, so their bodies began to weaken, and the breath of life began to decline.

Zhang Laoxiu had lost everything, but he had touched the Heavenly Sword many times, so he was the most seriously injured. If he had practiced magic Taoism in the past, he would not have been able to approach the Heavenly Sword. Until now.

"That's how it turned out!"

Some nodded, the roots of the magic path lie behind the mountain.

Chen Fan was a little annoyed, because Bingxin and Mu Xiaoxiao quickly gave this answer, but he couldn't guess, Mom, it's really an idiot, come to your uncle.

"This old man knows who I don't want to tell me, but I still hope that you can help me, seal the sword and save the people in this village. These things have nothing to do with them. It is the fault of the old man, and all sins are created by the old man.

The old man said he would kneel. However, he did not crouch down. He was stopped by Chen Fan's eyes and said, "The old man is not like this, so you can ......"

"You...... Why?"

The old man was a little surprised. He knows who he is. He was a miraculous monk. His stance on MSI purple is very low. It is synonymous with darkness and filth. It's like a sugar mouse.

He reckoned that he was the last magician of this ancient star, and that he was still a destroyed magician. With such a magical root, no one wanted to destroy it, but Chen Fan knew that after the recognition, he still did it and would not despise him.

Chen Fan said calmly: "You didn't do anything to harm the world. What you carry is nothing more than a different identity than ours. What's right, what's bad? There's no right way, there's no magic, only good and evil. “

The old man trembled, his old eyes a little dirty, and they flashed.

Bing looked at Chen Fan, her expression changing slightly. She is very familiar with Zi We's alleged evil and positive. If she turns into another martial arts disciple and knows the true identity of the old man, she will definitely be a sword of justice. In the opposite direction, killing it is like a great achievement.

However, Chen Fan is not like her perceived disciple. He does not have such hypocrisy and justice. There is no right way and no magic. Only good people and bad people, she whispered in her heart, this man surprised her again.

Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes curved into a crescent-shaped shape, smiled and hugged her arm and said, "I'm Sister Bing." I said that although the wolf's color is somewhat colorful, he is a man. Nice, very special and kind