"Senior, do you want to take me away?" As if he had caught a ray of light in the darkness of death, Ge Changqing had never been so excited as he was now.

"What, you don't want to come with me?" Ning Fan glanced at Ge Changqing.

Ge Changqing hurriedly shook his head, "As long as my predecessors can let me take revenge, let me do anything." ”

"Okay, then, now, you take up your arms, and we're ready to rush out. Ning Fan's eyes looked towards the grove in the rain.

"Huh?" Ge Changqing frowned.

He felt that Ning Fan had something to say.

His eyes also glanced around.

"Senior, isn't it?"

Ning Fan didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and directly threw a sword to Ge Changqing.

A long sword like Qiu Hong.

However, Ge Changqing didn't ask for it.

"Senior, I have a sword, you wait for me for a while. ”

Ge Changqing quickly ran towards the Broken Dao Temple.

Ning Fan didn't know what the hell he was doing, so he simply stood under the eaves, watching everything around and waiting for him to come out.

Soon, Ge Changqing walked out.

He held a wooden sword in his hand.

Black wooden sword, unpretentious.

Ning Fan didn't expect the sword he took out to be such a sword.

"Just this sword?" Ning Fan said strangely.

"Well, I didn't have the money to buy a flying sword, so I made my own, and I've been using it all these years. ”

"Senior, look. ”

Suddenly, Ge Changqing picked his fingers, and the black wooden sword in his hand went out in an instant.

Poof.

A wooden stake in the center of the Broken Dao Temple was instantly pierced by a sword and a hole was stabbed.

It's not slow.

Ning Fan gave a thumbs up, "Yes." ”

"In that case, let's go out. ”

Ge Changqing took a black umbrella, the umbrella was open, it was very large, and the two of them could be enveloped in the umbrella.

Whoosh.

Suddenly, five monks jumped down from the treetops.

These five monks are all at the ninth level of the Sword Yuan.

Ning Fan squinted, "I finally can't help it." ”

"A slave of the Ge family. Ge Changqing's eyes were cold, and he said nervously towards Ning Fan.

"It doesn't matter. Ning Fan motioned to Ge Changqing not to worry.

"Your Excellency, if you go by yourself, we can let you go, but if you want to take him with you, you can't. ”

Five blackfriars, each with a black token hanging from their waists.

"Call your master out, and watch from behind, for it is not a problem. ”

"You're no match for me. ”

Ning Fan said lightly.

"Presumptuous. ”

When the five monks saw Ning Fan say this, they immediately became furious in their hearts.

"He's right, you five are no match for him. ”

A woman appeared.

The woman wore a red gauze skirt and walked slowly out of the woods.

To be precise, she was sitting on a wooden chair.

There is a bamboo pole on the wooden chair, which is inserted in the front and back of the chair, and she lies on the chair, and there are two people in front of and behind the bamboo pole.

Two white-clad monks, each with a sword on their backs.

The woman is very beautiful, her hair is tied behind her head by a wooden hairpin, and her hair is spread on her shoulders, and her skin is snow-white.

She sat on a wooden chair, far away, but against the red dress, she looked like a jasper.

The woman in red is very beautiful, and when she comes, she exudes a faint fragrance.

She was beautiful, and the five blackfriars around her all secretly looked at the woman.

The woman seemed to be used to these gazes, and seemed to find it a kind of enjoyment, so she did not get angry.

Chirping.

The bamboo pole fell, the wooden chair also sat down, and the woman appeared five meters in front of Ning Fan.

Two whitefriars stood beside her.

"Second aunt. ”

Ge Changqing clenched his fists, his eyes staring at the woman in red in front of him.

"Second lady. ”

The five black-clothed friars bowed slightly to greet the woman in red.

The second aunt didn't say anything, and she didn't look at them.

Instead, there was a slight smile on his face.

The rain couldn't fall on her, because the two masters around her naturally used their anger to put the rain away.

The strength of these two aunts is not very high, and it is only the sixth layer of the sword yuan.

However, the two white-clothed sword cultivators beside her were both fifth-layer sword pill strengths.

"Help me down. The second aunt's voice was delicate.

Two whitefriars immediately walked up to her.

One took the second aunt's hand, and the other knelt by the wooden chair.

The wooden chairs are tall and some distance from the ground.

The second aunt's green white jade-like feet gently stepped on the back of the kneeling white-clothed monk.

It is really unbelievable that a monk of the fifth layer of the sword pill is willing to become a woman and trample on the other party.

Rumble.

The five black-clothed monks moved quickly, and when the second aunt's feet just stepped on the white-clothed monk's back, they actually took out a red wool cloth from somewhere.

Red satin, brushed, spread on the ground.

The second aunt didn't wear shoes, her feet were extremely soft and snow-white.

Some people's feet are very good-looking, and there is no doubt that the second aunt is like this.

Her feet are deeply loved by the head of the Ge family.

I don't know how much money it costs to maintain these feet alone.

The second aunt stepped on the red satin, and her eyes and face moved slightly.

"Ge Changqing, I want to leave it to my son to deal with as compensation for my son. ”

"As for you, stranger, leave an arm behind and destroy the meridians, and I can let you go. ”

The second aunt looks beautiful and moving, like a fairy, but her speech is very sharp, and her mind is very vicious.

Ning Fan glanced at the second aunt, "In the past, people used to say that femme fatales were women, but today I saw them." ”

"Your son is Ge Changtian, right?" Ning Fan asked.

"You're kind of self-aware. The second aunt sneered.

"The woman in the house, Ge Changqing's mother, was killed by you, wasn't it?" Ning Fan asked again.

"Her son, let my son be injured, what does it matter if I kill her?" the second aunt sneered again.

It seems that killing a person is as simple as killing a chicken for her.

"I wanted to kill her for a long time, but I never had a chance, this is a good opportunity, how can I miss it?"

"As for you, you deserve to die, too. ”

"He deserves to die too, but I'll keep him and let my son torture him slowly. ”

"Do you do it yourself, or do you want my people to do it?"

The second aunt looked at Ning Fan lightly.

"I just came to North City, and I don't want to cause trouble. Ning Fan looked at the second aunt.

Then he sighed and waved his hand.

"You let them go. ”

"And you, leave me at once. ”

"The account between us will be settled later. ”

Ning Fan said what he said from his heart, he had just come to Libei City, where he was unfamiliar with life, and he didn't want to have more rights and wrongs.

So he asked the second aunt and the others to leave quickly.

After listening to Ning Fan's words, the second aunt suddenly sneered.

She covered her cherry-like red lips and smiled.

The wonderful body under the red gauze roam, looming, and the crisp breasts in front of him were shaking slightly in laughter.

The red silk scarf in the second aunt's hand was wrapped around her fingers, picked it up slightly, and gently touched her nose, her eyes were murderous.

Her voice suddenly became sharper.

"Kill. ”

(End of chapter)