She had just turned nine years old when Nie Yunfan's mother passed away, and later lived in Taoyuan Sect for nearly five years!

At the beginning, my mother once said that if this thing is not life-threatening, it must not be taken out easily!

Today she finally understands why!

"If you don't say it, I'll treat you as a thief!" If you steal treasures, you will naturally lose your life!

Nie Yunfan's body couldn't stop trembling when she heard this, she only felt that her throat was dry, she swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice with tears on her face: "I, I said...... This treasure is ......"

Before she could finish speaking, a man burst in from outside.

That kind of strong spiritual power is actually in the late stage of Jindan! When they saw the person who came, everyone, including Sect Master Ling, was shocked.

"Lord Xiao Feng, why are you here?" A trace of caution flashed in Qin Feng's eyes.

Xiao Du was wearing a light gray robe, and although he couldn't see anything on his face, his slightly trembling hand pointed out that he was not at peace in his heart.

Rolling up his sleeves and putting his hands behind his back, Xiao Du spoke: "There is something in the sect, as the master of a peak, can't I come?" As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze fell on the fan in Sect Master Ling's hand.

He couldn't help but skip a beat: "Long Sky Flowing Cloud Fan?!" ”

"That's right, it's the Long Sky Flowing Cloud Fan." Sect Master Ling's smile carried a hint of doubt: "This treasure was personally left to you by my master before he ascended. ”

"More than ten years ago, it was lost in your hands, and now it suddenly appeared."

Xiao Du sighed when he heard this, reached out and took the fan from the sect master's hand, stroked it lightly for a moment, and then turned his head to look at Nie Yunfan, who was kneeling on the ground trembling.

"What's your name? How did you get it? Let's go into details. For some reason, there seemed to be a hint of hope and relief in the eyes of this Xiao Feng Lord.

Nie Yunfan raised his eyes to look at him, and a bold guess flashed through his mind.

"I, my name is Nie Yunfan." She bit her lip, there was no need to pretend to be frightened and helpless at this time!

"This fan is a relic left to me by my mother."

Relic!

Several high-ranking members of the Taoyuan Sect all looked at Xiao Du, who was standing silently on the side.

More than ten years ago, he was already the first person in the amazing and brilliant sect among his peers! The position of the peak lord who had been hanging in the sky for many years of Shenji Peak fell into his hands.

The Long Sky Flowing Cloud Fan was something left to him by the previous sect master, and it would be obtained by a woman.

What kind of bewitching woman can snatch a fan in his hand?

"This man is talking crazy." Lord Qin Feng sensitively realized that there must be something wrong, and said with a cold expression: "It's better to deal with it directly, lest you say any nonsense and ruin the reputation of the sect!" ”

As soon as he spoke, he raised his palm and there was a fluctuation of spiritual power in the room, although the Taoyuan Sect is a famous and decent family, in addition to protecting his shortcomings, he doesn't mind using some means when he encounters something related to the sect's scandal.

Nie Yunfan had successfully advanced to the ninth order of qi refining, and before Qin Feng finished speaking, she sensitively sensed the danger, and desperately threw herself at Xiao Feng's feet, and said loudly in horror and desolation: "My mother once said! ”

Lord Qin Feng is in the middle stage of Jindan, how fast she moves, even if she is one step ahead, after saying four words, the palm that is enough to destroy her divine soul has already been chopped down.

Before the palm of her hand arrived, the raging spiritual power storm had shattered her qi veins, and blood flowed down from her mouth and nose.

This time, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape, and Nie Yunfan closed his eyes in despair.