"What!"

"You have an ancient book in your head!"

Bai Shuiyao muttered in shock.

Who doesn't have a little secret! Including her, the nine-colored pendant is her secret, and Xiao Fan confessed without scruples, which made her feel ashamed.

When she went down the mountain to guide Xiao Fan's cultivation, she vaguely remembered that Xiao Fan said that he had no memory of the first three years old, as if he had stayed at the foot of Qixuanmen Mountain since he was born.

She wondered if Xiao Fan was seriously injured and unlocked her dusty memories.

Like this, most of the people who can seal the ancient ability of memory are the work of the strongest, and the strongest person seals an ancient book in Xiao Fan's mind, and by the way, seals his memory, this kind of thing is not uncommon in the Tianyuan Continent.

Then, Xiao Fan's identity must be unusual, of course, these are Xiao Fan's secrets, she didn't continue to ask.

"Senior sister," Chen Fan put his mouth close to Senior Sister's ear and whispered, "Senior Sister, it's actually ......." ”

"Xiaofan, don't say it. ”

Before Chen Fan's words fell, he was interrupted by the senior sister stretching out her jade hand and pressing it on his little lips.

She smiled sweetly, took Chen Fan's little hand, yawned, and walked to the attic, signaling that she was tired and wanted to rest.

Chen Fan originally wanted to tell his senior sister that he had the Yin-Yang Mixed Yuan Technique, but the Yin-Yang Mixed Yuan Technique was a heaven-level advanced exercise, and with his strength, he couldn't engrave it for the time being.

However, when the senior sister was tired, he didn't continue to talk, but obediently followed the senior sister to the attic.

At the same time, Mo Qingchen and Liu Weiyang, who were hidden in the void, breathed a sigh of relief.

They saw everything just now, and the essence blood oath did not work, which meant that Chen Fan was not taken away and possessed by the old monster.

Liu Weiyang came to Xuanqing Peak, and after finding Mo Qingchen, he asked him about the tangram legato, and Mo Qingchen frankly told him that this spiritual skill and music score was given by Chen Fan, and told about Chen Fan's strange behavior in Xuanqing Peak.

Therefore, Liu Weiyang suspected that Chen Fan was taken away and possessed by the old monster, so he invited Mo Qingchen to hide in the void with her, and Mo Qingchen also had doubts, so he agreed.

"Third Elder, it seems that we are suspicious, this kid is designated as a descendant of a certain supreme powerhouse, maybe for some reason, peerless magic or something, sealed in his mind. ”

In the void, Mo Qingchen looked at the figure of the well-behaved child and spoke lightly.

"If that's the case, then, behind this person, there must be a supreme strong person that none of our Seven Xuanmen can provoke. ”

In the void, Liu Weiyang's cold face appeared, and he was quite shocked.

Sealing an ancient book, even if it is a Supreme Nine Heavenly Powerhouse, it may not be successful, and judging from the strange behavior of this child in Xuanqing Peak, there is not only one ancient book, maybe, there are other strange cultivation techniques.

All in all, Chen Fan at this time, in their hearts, became more and more incomprehensible.

However, as long as they are not taken away and possessed, they will be at ease.

"Elder Mo, farewell!" Liu Weiyang arched his hand lightly at Mo Qingchen and said coldly.

Immediately, the aura on his feet flickered, and Yukong left Xuanqing Peak.

She came here to tell Mo Qingchen that she had cultivated the Ice Heart Technique and couldn't be emotional, and after Mo Qingchen found out, she just smiled faintly, as if she was indifferent to her.

She could see that Mo Qingchen had gradually closed herself, which made her feel a pain in her heart, but it was okay not to disturb the other party.

Between a few breaths, Liu Weiyang's figure disappeared into Mo Qingchen's eyes, and he could only sigh.

Bing Xinjue, emotion will scatter a body of cultivation, so that's the case.

For a long time, Mo Qingchen thought that Liu Weiyang was just cold on the outside, but how did she know that she had practiced this kind of exercise.

Mo Qingchen's face was expressionless, his body swayed, his aura rippled slightly, and he returned to his own room.

......

Quiet people in the middle of the night! cold wind, rare stars, waning moon.

A crescent moon hung high in the sky, as if telling his dissatisfaction, swaying the cold moon on this vast land.

Tonight! The Dead Tomb Mountain Range became extremely lively, and more than two dozen figures, under the cold moon, moved one after another.

They gestured to each other, weapons in hand, buried in the dimly lit corners of the Dead Grave Mountains, ready to go, as if waiting for something.

......

After Chen Fan stayed until his senior sister fell asleep, he quietly opened the wooden door, faced the moon wind, and jumped towards the Dead Tomb Mountain Range, every few steps, he would take out a spirit fruit from his arms, and raise his head to eat a spirit fruit that Xuanqing Peak was entertaining guests with.

The thin gray robe, waving in the wind, accompanied by casual steps, looks leisurely in the moonlight.

However, Chen Fan didn't notice that when he walked out of the house, Bai Shuiyao, who was originally asleep, opened his dark eyes.

After a while, the spirit fruit in Chen Fan's arms was wiped out, and he patted his chest, which was quite comfortable.

Because, he was about to walk into the periphery of the Dead Grave Mountain Range, the green grass of the Dead Tomb Mountain Range, and there was a thin river, exposed in the moonlight, looking from a distance, like a glowing silver necklace.

This is also what Chen Fan found after chasing demon beasts many times, this small river came from nowhere, the river water was cold and abnormal, even if it was Chen Fan's bronzed skin, he could feel the cold.

"Plop" sound.

Chen Fan put on his robe and plunged into the river, and the clear and chilling river water made Chen Fan feel excited.

"Hemp Egg...... It's so cool!" Chen Fan was like a happy fish, and after swimming in the river a few times, he shouted.

After cleaning, Chen Fan grinned, and on his round little face, there were a pair of eyes like cold stars and fierce beasts, domineering and cold.

He shook his head, shook off the water droplets from his hair, and three thousand hairs like light ink poured down, scattered on his soaked thin robe, and in the moonlight, showing a petite shadow.

Then he walked with heavy steps towards the depths of the ancient tree, not very fast, each step leaving a shallow footprint on the ground, and a few drops of water dripping from his robe.

Not long after Chen Fan left the river, a figure a head taller than him appeared by the river.

This person was wearing a white dress, in the moonlight, a layer of invisible faint aura, she half-squatted by the river, stretched out her jade hand to touch the river, the cold and piercing bone, made her face change, and quickly withdrew the jade hand.

"Xiao Fan, he's taking a bath here!" the figure was startled and muttered quietly.

Immediately, the white figure followed the shallow footprints and the remaining droplets.

......

After Chen Fan came to the dense forest, his eyelids have been fighting, his mind is restless, and there is always a feeling of palpitations, as if there is a danger of death imminently.

At first, he didn't care, after all, there were countless demon beasts in the Dead Grave Mountain Range, and it was normal to have palpitations, even if he couldn't beat it, he could escape to the cemetery, anyway, the cemetery was lifeless, and no demon beast dared to go deeper.

However, when he saw a cold light flashing in a dark corner by the help of the moonlight, he knew that someone wanted his life.

"Hehe!" Chen Fan chuckled in his heart.

He pretended not to see it, and continued to walk deeper, his hands clenched before he knew it. The deeper you go, the stronger that palpitation becomes.

Chen Fan clearly felt that these people hiding in the dark were not strong, why did they still feel this way?

Abruptly, Chen Fan stopped his steps, leaned his back against a huge ancient tree, and said in a low voice: "Zhao Gou's doglegs, you have been waiting for a long time." ”

The so-called art masters are bold, Chen Fan knows that there are tigers in the mountains, and he prefers to go to the tiger mountains, he obviously has a sense of palpitations, but he wants to see who it is!

Of course, Chen Fan is also prepared, don't look at him leaning lightly on this ancient tree, in fact, it is to avoid being attacked on his back.

"Are you still hiding, you look ugly, and you don't dare to see people?"

In the silent dense forest, Chen Fan's voice sounded, with three points of ridicule and three points of agitation.

In the waning moon, in a corner of the dense forest, a young man lifted a shrub, held a long sword, and slowly walked out.

Immediately afterwards, on a tree, a young man jumped down, his figure was revealed in the moonlight, accompanied by the two of them, those hiding figures, bushes, behind ancient trees, and under the accumulated leaves, one after another Ruohong's figures, surrounded Chen Fan.

Chen Fan was slightly startled, he counted carefully, there were a total of twenty-five people, all of them were wearing black robes, with a black veil to block their faces.

Among them, there are two in the Eight Heavens of the Spirits, ten in the Seven Heavens of the Spirits, and thirteen in the Six Heavens of the Spirits.

"What a big lineup! Papapa" Chen Fan grinned, clapped his hands, in the silent dense forest, a crisp voice sounded, and then, Chen Fan laughed and said: "Zhao Gou is really painstaking! The top ten of Hades Peak and Xuanxing Peak have all been dispatched, and there are five more, they are from Xuanli Peak!"

Chen Fan is not afraid at all! The exit is a Zhao dog.

If it is the Seven Xuanmen, who wants to kill him the most, it must be Zhao Wenjie, such a lineup, it really took a lot of effort!

Of course, Chen Fan didn't know that these people were all caused by Ruoli.

"Xiao Fan!"

At this moment, behind everyone, a voice sounded, causing Chen Fan's eyebrows to frown, and his palpitations surged again, and a crisis gradually hit his heart.