The meridians in Nangong Fan's body appeared one after another conspicuous white marks, and his heart was extremely bitter, but he still strongly supported his body and prevented himself from falling to the ground.

By then, everything will be over.

Unexpectedly, the only young master who listened to him just pulled out a wisp of his breath, and he couldn't bear it.

This was beyond his expectations, obviously the black dragon essence blood had been entrenched in the depths of his heart and was still safe and sound.

The blood veins flowed more rapidly in the body, and Nangong Fan accelerated the Xingyi Fist, in order to be able to smoothly transmit the breath of the young master into the dantian space.

There was a creaking sound in the body, and a trace of blood was deposited in the body.

He's hurt! But he can't do anything other than grit his teeth and hold on, and there's no other way to get out of this state.

The tingling and pain coming from his body constantly disturbed his mind.

He felt like he was going crazy!

The mind is in a trance, and the body collapses faster.

Didn't he die at the hands of others, but he wanted to die on his own demons?

A sluggish body surged in, and the sea of consciousness rippled, as if to extinguish the fire of his soul and put him into a deep sleep.

Nangong Fan was drowsy, he knew that this was a kind of self-protection that his body had reached its limit.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep, no matter how the outside world falls apart, it has nothing to do with me. There seemed to be a demonic shadow with horns on his head in his heart, bewitching in his ears.

"No, I can't sleep. After sleeping, the body will collapse, and there is no strength to fight, so you can only survive in this Danqi Pavilion. I can't avenge my aunt and them, and I will spend the rest of my life in remorse. A voice radiating light emerged, angrily rebuking the demon.

"But, I'm in pain. If I don't get sleepy, my mind will collapse first. With tears in his eyes, the demon replied pitifully.

"I can't bear this pain, you're a coward! I don't want to be a coward!" the angel snorted, his face full of tsundere.

Nangong Fan bit his lip hard, his mouth was full of blood, and blood crossed the corners of his mouth.

"I'm not a coward, come to my senses!" Nangong Fan roared at himself in his heart. The demon figure dissipated, and the angel shone brightly.

The same glow also shines on the eyebrows.

"Kurosawa" appeared with a wicked smile, tapping his heart, and a brown light loomed.

A phantasm of a strong man who seemed to exist in the barbarian era appeared out of thin air.

He's rude, he's strong, he's tearing real dragons, and he's a sign of physical strength.

Nangong Fan's trembling body slowly calmed down, the breath of the black dragon essence blood returned to calm, the phantom dissipated in the sun, and the evil laughter of "Hei Ze" returned to the center of his eyebrows, and everything was back on track.

The blood flow of brown and gold boiled in his body, pushing the black dragon aura forward, and the slightly broken meridians he passed along the way healed and became even stronger.

They gradually approached the dantian, and the blood flowed without stopping, pushing and slamming into the dantian space.

A buzz exploded in Nangong Fan's calm mind.

He watched as the black dragon's aura turned into a true dragon under the pouring of spiritual power, roaring at the Dao Fire entrenched in the innermost part of the dantian space.

Under his push, the black dragon swayed and rushed towards Dao Huo.

"Boom"!

The roar of the sky resounded.

The dantian space was unrecognizable, and the spiritual power pond was shattered, wisps of blue light, and traces of black qi danced in the void.

The invisible spiritual power left behind in it was dyed with color, and vitality and extinction were intertwined with it.

Nangong Fan succeeded!

The black dragon and Dao Fire Breath were blessed on his spiritual power.

Although there are only a few wisps, they are still precious, and this spiritual power that he sees as perfect today will be the core of the pond's reconstruction.

Nangong Fan took a deep breath and continued to cross his knees, but now it was aimed at the aura overflowing in the void, and he wanted to make up for the consumption of the dantian.

A blooming green lotus vaguely appeared around Nangong Fan's body who was cultivating, enveloping him inside, like a god.

The fragrance of lotus flowers also gently diffused in the small space on the second floor, attracting the strange eyes of many welcoming women with good postures.

The lotus fragrance was fragrant, as if they had been washed by fairy water, and black gas came out of their mouths and noses between their breaths, which made them very embarrassed, but they were reluctant to leave.

The filth they once had was purified and washed away by lotus incense, and their whole person became fairer and more temperamental, and even the suppressed heaven and earth aura stayed in their bodies for a short time, which was a great sign of being able to cultivate.

In this world, only cultivation can change life better.

Especially since they are still living on the orc planet surrounded by wolves, and relying on the Danqi Pavilion to survive is far less appropriate than relying on themselves to survive.

In addition, cultivation can be reborn, and some ordinary people can also look like the moon and the moon from this, and the temperament of cultivators is what they usually admire, such as recuperation, longevity, and too many temptations.

Their faces were full of excitement, and this time the smell of this alluring lotus fragrance might change their lives.

A magnetic voice interrupted their fantasies, slightly annoyed that they had become gods in their fantasies, surrounded by lovers, trees and flowers, and colorful butterflies.

Under this voice, the dream was shattered, but it was just good professionalism and cowardice all the time that made their faces full of bright smiles. Following the voice, an unusually handsome man appeared in front of them.

There are no peach blossoms in their eyes, but there is a trace of hatred and fear in the depths, they know him!

This pretentious guy, as the second leader of the Terran rebel army, defected to the orc clan and caused heavy losses to the rebel army, and now he is licking his face to pursue Lord Fu Xuexi, if they have the strength of Lord Fu Xuexi, they will definitely slap him to death.

"What are you thinking about a few beautiful girls with such beautiful smiles?" The man was polite, his sickly pale face was not a trace of ruddy, but his eyes were as bright as stars, and the corners of his mouth were also hooked with just the right smile, and his every move was like a long rehearsal, perfect and impeccable.

If it weren't for the tiger skin clothes he was wearing, he would definitely look like an elegant gentleman who came out of the Terran aristocracy.

Tiger skin clothing also happens to be unique to the nobility in the orc race. It's just wearing it on a handsome human race, how weird it looks.

The man saw that these girls who were just little girls to him looked at him angrily and didn't reply, shook his head and chuckled, "Xi'er didn't tell you, isn't it bad to entertain VIPs like this?"

Danqi Pavilion is a chamber of commerce, and business is the most important, if they treat the guests of Danqi Pavilion like this, they will be known by the shopkeeper...... They couldn't imagine it.

Several young girls were so frightened that they had to reply stiffly and in orc language, "Mr. Karl, I don't know what we can do for you?"

"Can I talk to him for a while?" Karl smiled all over his face, and looked at Gong Fan's cross-kneeled figure from afar, he didn't care about the attitudes of several women, he knew that no one in the human race on this planet wanted to keep a smile on him, and he hated to drink his blood and eat his flesh.

He ruined the hopes of the terrans on this planet, slaughtering tens of millions of people on this planet, and the survivors were either kept in captivity as playthings, or struggling to survive in the depths of the forest.

I have to say that these women in front of me are really lucky, they were saved by the Terran forces rooted in the orc clan like Danqi Pavilion, otherwise maybe these girls who look a little more beautiful than last time may already be his confined.

Thinking like this, his eyes couldn't help but be filled with a touch of wolf nature, and he looked at several women deeply, and there was a trace of imperceptible evil smile on the corner of his mouth, there will be a chance, as long as that fairy-like woman is tricked, the human race on this planet will take him as the king, maybe not only the human race, but also the strong and sturdy body of the orc race.

At that time, no one cared about the truth of history, and everyone would be prostrate at his feet.

With his IQ, playing with the Orc Clan of the Snake Star and not letting the royal family know about it is not as simple as playing with mud?

"No, you can't. "A few women have a little affection for the delicate Nangong Fan, maybe it's because of the lotus fragrance? Or maybe it's Nangong Fan's impurity-free gaze nodding and smiling at them, which makes them feel rare respect?

They didn't know either, but they didn't want this demonic figure in front of them to meet Nangong Fan, who might have changed their lives.

Nangong Fan slowly opened his eyes, and the sudden noisy sound in his ears made him unable to calm down as a cultivator, and he was slightly irritable.

At a glance, he saw the tiger-skinned man standing gracefully, and faintly felt that the aura emanating from his body was somewhat familiar.

If you want to remember a person, remembering his breath is more important than his appearance and shape.

The aura can only be hidden, it is difficult to change, and there are too many ways to change the shape and appearance.

Of course, the breath will also change with various factors, in fact, the soul is a person's eternal and unchanging substance, but it is too difficult to spy on people's souls.

But there are also spiritual artifacts in history that can easily do this, and the most famous of them is the Demon Mirror, which is now full of imitations of it. Or it is more appropriate to describe it as selling dog meat on the head of a sheep, some of them are just making a name for themselves, and they are not even imitations.

Nangong Fan tilted his head and thought carefully for a long time, but he didn't think where he had seen someone with a similar aura to the person in front of him.

He saw that face that even made a woman jealous looked at him, and walked straight towards him with graceful steps.

Nangong Fan silently watched him approach, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, looking at this gentleman's appearance, does the human race have such a high status in the territory of the orc race?

"Hello, my name is Carl. Carl squinted, a hint of meaning coming over his eyes.

Nangong Fan nodded, a little unexpectedly that this Carl actually spoke the common language of the human race. Also, Mona can speak a few broken words, and it's not surprising that this guy who seems to have a good status can speak human language.

If others are kind to him, he will naturally not lose his manners.

"Nangong Fan, hello. ”

Carl didn't stretch out his hand, Nangong Fan naturally wouldn't reach out to shake hands at will, what if the customs here don't pay attention to shaking hands?

Carl smiled, "Little one, be careful, know what you're doing, if you're not careful, you'll lose your precious life." ”

Carl said, without waiting for Nangong Fan's reply, he turned around and left, without any nostalgia, as if he had gone to such great lengths just to say such a sentence to Nangong Fan.

He was going upstairs, going to the top floor of the Danqi Pavilion to find the most beautiful image in his mind, he brought the ore she needed, this time he shouldn't be closed, right?

Nangong Fan's fingers tapped gently on the table in front of him rhythmically, looking at Carl in the distance, his eyes full of doubts, "Inexplicable." ”

This Karl's tone was like a kind reminder, but inexplicably it felt a bit like a warning to him?

After all, it's still early, Carl is the first guest of the Danqi Pavilion today, and the welcome women who were squeezed by Carl with ugly faces have regained their former youthful vitality when Carl is far away, and even breathing has become extremely difficult when Carl is by their side.

"Ignore that madman, sir. One of the girls blushed, she wanted to say something but couldn't say it, she knew that in the past she would not be reluctant to learn this difficult human language, but now it is difficult to communicate normally.

The intermittent words made Nangong Fan think for a long time before he understood the meaning.