Murong Xiu.

Ning Fan didn't expect to meet Murong Xiu, the master of the West Courtyard, here.

Among many people, Murong Xiu, a woman, is quite unique and conspicuous.

She wore a black gauze dress today, and her hair was tied up and inserted into it by a silver hairpin.

The skin is snowy, which is originally very white, and under the reflection of the black gauze skirt, it is even more snow-white, like snow.

Her figure is extremely proud, especially the fullness of her chest, which is very attractive to the eye.

A gold collar is worn on the chest, and the heart-shaped body gives people an impulse.

Not only that, Ning Fan found that there was also Yao Tianxing, a bald tattooed strong man.

Yao Tianxing is the master of the Eastern Courtyard, with a ninth-layer sword intent, a thunder sword technique, and the violent abnormality he exerts is infinitely powerful.

"I heard that there are many monks from the Sword Sect in the Tibetan Sword Villa, and when I look at it today, it is true, even the masters of the East and West Courtyards are among them, and there is indeed something. ”

"Looking at the way they look, they seem to be very loyal here. ”

When Ning Fan looked at the two of them, he kept thinking in his heart.

"Butler, who is this person?" Yao Tianxing asked first.

His status seems to be not low among the nine gold medal killers.

Ning Fan performed the disguise technique, and the aura and face on his body changed, and it was normal for Yao Tianxing and Murong Xiu not to know him.

After all, before, Jian Lan Qingkong and Jian Yunyang didn't see his Ning Fan's true body.

"Oh, this is the new gold medal killer. ”

The housekeeper smiled and introduced Ning Fan to everyone.

"Mr. Xingchen, in the future, these will be your colleagues. ”

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows, arched his hand, and gestured to everyone a little, which could be regarded as indicating that he had seen them.

"Oh, Killer Xingchen, it seems that our Golden Dragon Hall is full of talents, and there will be more and more gold medal killers. ”

"Since you're here, you're tenth, and we'll call you tenth. ”

Yao Tianxing paused for a moment and smiled at Ning Fan.

But suddenly, he stretched out his palm and slapped it at Ning Fan.

He wanted to test Ning Fan.

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows, smiled faintly, and threw out his backhand with a palm.

He carried it on his other hand, and he looked very dashing.

The palms of the two people touched together, and suddenly a golden brilliance, a purple brilliance, appeared in an instant, like two ripples.

Spread it out directly.

The energy made the people around him, and their hair dance wildly.

"It's not weak. Yao Tianxing smiled happily.

"Concession. Ning Fan still smiled faintly.

......

After getting to know a gold medal killer, Ning Fan said goodbye.

Because after seven days, the big guys will get together.

So he wants to go back to the Sword Sect.

Appointment.

The senior of the Wine Sword Immortal said that there is something to find him.

As for what the predecessors of the Wine Sword Immortal were looking for him, Ning Fan didn't know this.

"But before I go back, I'm going to kill someone. ”

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed, revealing a touch of killing intent.

"Fear, it can't be caused in a day, there are constantly dead people, there is no trace, in this way, it is constantly spreading out, it is estimated that when the time comes, everyone in the Hidden Sword Villa will be in danger, right?"

"This time, though, I'm going to pretend to be a little bit like that. ”

Late at night, late at night again.

There are no stars, and there is no moon.

During the day, Ning Fan was already on the list of killers, looking for someone to kill.

Yu Santong.

He was one of the people who came out of the crowd together to hunt down the Faubers.

At the Tibetan Sword Villa, he is currently the captain of the guard guard.

Cultivation is at the seventh layer of sword intent.

Yu Santong was wearing a white robe and sword suit, and his figure was slightly fat.

I was about to go towards the Yihong Courtyard in Qinglong City.

He wanted to meet his concubine Wang Xiaojuan privately.

Thinking of Wang Xiaojuan's proud figure, snow-white skin, and the sexiness shown in her belly pocket.

He felt that the Spring Festival was worth a thousand gold, no, he couldn't even buy a thousand gold.

He sat in a sedan chair, threw out a few silver taels, and hired a few sedan chair drivers to carry him towards Yihong Courtyard.

Walking in the alley, the sedan chair man shook three steps, looking vigorous, all of them were powerful.

"Irrelevant people, let me go. ”

Suddenly, in the depths of the alley, a man appeared.

A man with a long sword in his fingers.

The blue long sword, the sword intent is awe-inspiring.

It's just that the person holding the sword can only see the figure, but not the face.

Because on his head, he wore a hat, a black round hat.

The palanquin man is just to make some money, make a living, make a little money, buy some sword crystals, and practice a little.

Suddenly, when they encountered the enthusiasm of blocking the road and killing people, they had no time to manage it, and they didn't have the strength to manage it.

Immediately frightened and ran out.

The black sedan chair lost the support of the sedan chair driver and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Who dare to block my path to Yu Santong, I don't want to live anymore?"

Sou.

When the four words that don't want to live came out of his mouth in Santong.

A long sword pierced his throat.

"You're damned. ”

Ning Fan drew his long sword.

Suddenly, I found that inside the long sword, a stream of blood appeared.

Yu Santong's entire body, the blood disappeared in an instant, and turned into a dried corpse.

Skinny and bone-like, his body was originally strong and fat, but when the blood was absorbed, it was still turned into a puddle of flesh and lay on the ground.

Ning Fan felt that in the palm of his hand, a pure and scorching aura poured into his dantian in an instant.

The black stone in the body directly opened a hole.

This pure aura was swallowed by the black stone.

Ning Fan's eyes flashed with a touch of scarlet blood.

After killing someone, Ning Fan didn't forget to surface a black stone in the palm of his hand.

Facing Yu Santong's corpse, he shook it suddenly.

Immediately, a trace of black aura entered the other party's body.

Ning Fan finished all this, and in an instant, disappeared into the night.

......

"Dead. ”

A voice broke the silence.

In the early morning of the next day, when the guards of Qinglong City were patrolling, Yu Santong's body was found.

However, Yu Santong has already died.

After checking, it was found out that the other party was a subordinate belonging to the Tibetan Sword Villa.

immediately went to inform the gladiolus blue sky.

Jian Lan Qingkong looked at Yu Santong's corpse, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

His palm was thrown out, and a sword qi attracted Yu Santong's corpse.

Jian Ran Qingkong pondered for a long time, "The people of the demon clan killed it." ”

"Demons?" The patrol leader on the side was a little confused.

"Look. ”

Jian Lanqing's empty palm stretched out, and a round bead appeared.

In the blue beads, a faint black gas appeared.

"My demon-sucking bead, once a demonic qi appears, it can float inside. ”

"It seems that there are frequent demons in our Qinglong City. ”

"Who the hell is the one who kills me so often? I must find out and make you have your body torn into pieces. ”

Jian Ran's eyes were gloomy, and a wave of anger erupted.

It's a pity that he can only check out a black gas, and the rest of the clues are all empty words, and he can't find them at all.

......

Ning Fan came to the Scripture Pavilion.

"Seniors. ”

The wine sword fairy was lying on a recliner, holding a thread-bound scripture book in his hand, which was placed on his face.

He wasn't reading at all, looking at him, it was like he was asleep.

Ning Fan shouted, and the Wine Sword Immortal woke up.

He threw the scriptures in his hand casually.

It seems that this scripture is simply rubbish.

The wine sword fairy stroked the two handfuls of white hair beside his ears, and smiled happily, "Coming?"

"Yes, here we are. Ning Fan said with a smile.

"My wine, did you bring it?" said the Wine Sword Fairy with a smile as he squinted his eyes.

"Bamboo leaf green, I brewed it myself. Ning Fan threw a black wine jar directly to the Wine Sword Immortal.

"Haha, interesting, let's go, I'll take you to the waterfall. ”

Waterfall, where Ning Fan cultivates on weekdays.

So he's familiar.

"Do you know why I want you to come today?" the wine sword fairy came to the waterfall, grunted, raised his head, and drank all the wine in the wine jar.

Throw out the wine jar in your hand directly.

The black wine jar slammed into a raised stone on the side, instantly turning into pieces.

Ning Fan shrugged and shook his head, "I don't know." ”

"You have now comprehended the Sword Twelve, maybe you think it's okay, but I think it's still too slow, today, I'll guide you, do you want to reach the Sword Fifteen realm?"

The Wine Sword Immortal squinted his eyes and smiled happily, like an old fox staring at Ning Fan.