Inside the two obsidian boxes, one contained a jade slip, which was simple and atmospheric, exuding a mysterious atmosphere of desolation and old age, which made people palpitate.

Ling was equipped with a small dagger, the dagger was extremely black, I don't know what material it was made of, about half a foot or so, showing the shape of a crescent moon, like a black waning moon, and a fierce ancient killing aura emanating from it, which made Zhou Fan feel cold.

Looking closely, I saw that on the dagger, the dragon flying and the phoenix danced with the word "dark moon", which gave people a strong sense of immediacy, as if they could burn people's souls.

"It's ......"

Zhou Fan's body shook, his eyes showed an extremely shocked look, he could feel the power of this weapon, this aura was even above his Wind Chasing Bead, could it be ......

"You guessed right, this dagger is one of the twenty-four artifacts of the ancient Dark Moon Dagger, ranking tenth, and the title of the Dark Moon Zun came from this, and the lethality can rank among the top five among the twenty-four artifacts, and it is said that under the dark moon, there is no way to live!"

In the midst of knowing the sea, Liu Bai's extremely cautious voice came out, and he could feel that there was also a hint of shock in his voice.

"And this jade slip, it should be the set of martial arts she used back then, the ninth style of the burial moon, it is said that if she cultivates to the ninth style, even the moon can be buried, she was only using the seventh style, and she was already seriously injured the third venerable under the command of the demon emperor, and the lethality is strong, which can be seen!"

"Hiss......"

Zhou Fan gasped, although he didn't know the specific strength of the third venerable under the command of the Demon Emperor, but he must not be an idle person, this burial moon nine style is really terrifying.

In this regard, Zhou Fan was very hesitant, whether to let Wuwu cultivate such a powerful martial art, everything in heaven and earth, there must be a cause and effect, everything has its two sides, the stronger the strength, the greater the responsibility to bear, he doesn't want this delicate little girl to bear so much, just want her to be happy, it's enough.

It's a pity that things don't allow him to resist at all, and just as she hesitates, the jade slip and dagger have already turned into two strands of black ancient runes, fused into Wuwu's body.

The carefree and petite body trembled slightly, his eyes were closed, his waist-length silk floated up like snow-green silk, his white forehead was revealed, and above his eyebrows, the black light flickered non-stop, and then, a mini black waning moon tattoo slowly emerged, adding a mysterious charm to her at this time.

Zhou Fan watched all this quietly, it seems that everything is not something he can control, so let him go! No matter what, he just doesn't let anything hurt her, this distressing little girl, he has long regarded him as his most important relative in his heart, and he doesn't know when he has occupied the most important place in his heart.

After about an hour, Wuwu finally opened his eyes, the momentum on his body gradually decreased, the flickering waning moon tattoo on his forehead also dimmed, covered by the hanging snow-white hair, and a pair of black mandala flower-shaped eyes also turned crystal color again.

"Don't worry, it's okay!" Zhou Fan asked with a little worry.

"Well, brother, just now I seem to have entered a very wonderful space, the big sister in the black dress before is evolving a martial art, so powerful! I have memorized it!

"Well, worry-free is amazing!" Zhou Fan touched her head amusedly.

"And this, I feel like I can summon the weapon from before with just one thought!" Sanssouci pointed to her forehead, and then a black light swept out, and the dagger appeared in her right hand.

Holding a dagger, her aura is restrained at the moment, like a killer in the dark night, giving people a chilling feeling, and the fierce momentum makes Zhou Fan's back a little sweaty.

"Okay, put it away, there's no need in the future, you're not allowed to make a move, you know?" Zhou Fan admonished.

"Why?" said Carefree with a hint of unwillingness in his doubts.

"There's no reason, if you're disobedient, I don't like you anymore!" Zhou Fan said with a straight face.

As the saying goes, the wood is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it, and if you are found outside, it is likely to bring a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Seeing Zhou Fan like this, Wuwu immediately panicked, and hurriedly said: "Brother, I'm obedient! I promise you, don't hate me!"

With a sad face as he spoke, his eyes were slightly ruddy, like an abandoned kitten, Zhou Fan smiled softly, squatted down, and raised his hand again to stroke her hair.

"Okay, my brother won't hate you, I'm doing this for your good, and you'll understand in the future, let's go!

"Hmm!" said carefree in agreement, then opened his arms and looked at him expectantly.

"Who are you?" Zhou Fan was stunned for a moment, then quickly understood, and said with a smile: "Really, it's not that you can't walk, you still have to let me hug me!"

Having said that, he still gently hugged her, although Zhou Fan at this time was only a seventeen-year-old boy on the outside, and he was still a little immature, but the heart of his previous life in his heart made his temperament very mature, and the fusion of two completely different temperaments was very weird.

However, her heart is as clear as her eyes, but she doesn't care about this, she only knows that her brother's arms are very warm, which can make her forget all her troubles and sorrows, and make her make up her mind that she will not be separated from him for the rest of her life.

Walking out of the cave, Zhou Fan walked around with no worries, and found that the people of the two families had completely disappeared, and the mountains and forests had regained their calm.

Came to the tomb of Grandma Yue again, knelt in front of the tomb without worry, her small mouth moved slightly, and from time to time she looked at Zhou Fan, who was smiling and looking at her in the distance, not knowing what she was talking to herself.

After a long time, Wuwu stood up, the sadness on his face disappeared, and he threw himself back into Zhou Fan's arms, and said sweetly: "Brother, let's go!"

As he spoke, he finally glanced at Grandma Yue's tombstone, and his firm gaze fell on Zhou Fan.

"Okay! Let's go home!"

Zhou Fan responded loudly, then released Xiao Jin, rode up, and swept in the direction of the Cangyue Kingdom, with a hint of excitement on his face.

It's been more than half a year since I came out, brothers, sisters, godmothers, are you all okay?

Cangyue Kingdom, do you remember me Zhou Fan? I'm back!

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A month ago, the Northern Rock Dynasty, inside the Wuhou Mansion!

The palace is brilliant, pavilions and pavilions, carved railings are beautiful, all kinds of strange flowers and plants, rockery and flowing water, in the main hall, a middle-aged man with an uproar sits on the main seat, this person is the contemporary martial arts master, known as the martial arts style of the marquis.

In front of Wu Yifeng, a young man knelt on one knee, his clothes were ragged, his face was gray, and he buried his head very low, looking worried.

"He'er, what's going on, why did you come back alone, what about Elder Wu?" Wu Yifeng's face was gloomy as water, his brows were tightly locked, and looking at the appearance of the young man in front of him, he knew that this operation must have failed again.

Before Wu He could answer, Wu Yifeng, who had been staring at him, seemed to sense something instantly, his face changed greatly, and he stood up suddenly, with a "bang", the seat next to him was smashed by his palm.

"Bastard, what the hell is going on? What about that power in you? Why is it gone, say it quickly!" Wu Yifeng roared angrily.

Wu He's body trembled, he didn't dare to hide it, and told all the things, including falling for Zhou Fan's scheme, fighting with the Black Evil Gate, being pulled out of that power by the mysterious powerhouse, and so on.

Later, he woke up from a coma and was chased and killed by the people of the Black Evil Gate again, and the guards also died in order to stop them, and finally at the critical moment, Wu Lao arrived, cast the secret method, and stopped all the Black Evil Gate people alone, so that Wu He escaped on a flying mount, of course, the price of the secret method is to burn his life.

With Wu He's narration, Wu Yifeng's face became more and more ugly, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he kicked Wu He on the ground with one kick, with great force, and a mouthful of blood spit out and fell a hundred zhang away.

"Bastard! Waste! A group of waste! A strong martial king, more than a dozen martial spirits, hundreds of military generals and masters, all wiped out by a little hairy boy, not to mention this, Nima's! The most important thing, you were inexplicably withdrawn from that power!"

Wu Yifeng's face was hideous, and he no longer had that handsome and free appearance, pointed at Wu He who got up, and then roared: "Do you know what that power is? Do you know the consequences of being discovered by others? Bastard! What a bastard!"

"Once this matter spreads and is known to other forces, everything that has been planned over the years will come to naught, what should I do, what should I do?"

While muttering to himself, he paced left and right with a calm face, and his heart became more and more chaotic.

Takega continued to kneel on the ground, uneasy, and didn't dare to make a sound!

He didn't know what that power was, he only knew that he had been injected with that power in his body since he was a child, and because of this, his cultivation talent since he was a child was much higher than that of ordinary people, and there were almost no bottlenecks, no matter what kind of power, pills, heavenly and earth treasures, heaven and earth spiritual power, etc., could be quickly absorbed, this strange ability, so that he was only twenty years old, and he had already entered the high level of martial arts.

You don't have to think about it to know that in this world, there is no pie in the sky, behind this strange power, there must be some ulterior secrets, looking at my father's behavior, if this matter spreads, it is very likely that the martial arts family will never recover.

Therefore, he couldn't speak out, and he didn't dare to speak out, for fear that if his father became more angry, he would kill himself directly, he was just born to a woman he didn't love, and what he loved was always the Bei Moyin of the North family.

Thinking of this, his hatred for Zhou Fan and that woman became even more out of control, his fists were clenched, and the killing intent in his eyes was wiped out, like a poisonous snake spitting out letters.

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