109 The Spirit of Mourning

Wu Fan looked around, recalled the events of many years ago, and said to the male lions: "Everyone, Wu Mou came to this world, there are not many real friends, I want to know, what do you think of me?"

Bai Gongzi was the first to answer: "Boss." ”

"Brother!" replied Leopard dullly, it didn't like Wu Fan's sentimental side.

"Brother!" replied Kui Hu.

"Good brother!" the male lion was already a person, and patted Wu Fan on the shoulder.

"I think of you as the lover of my dreams. Hua Qi'er said, her slender waist twisted, and her arrogant twin peaks shook, not at all shy about saying this, obviously just joking. Bai Gongzi drooled when he saw it, and Lei Bao sneered: "Hua Qi'er, your voice has become better, and Wu Fan won't look at you more." Roset is so beautiful. ”

Wu Fan looked at them and said, "After that, I don't know when we will meet." Ladies and gentlemen, the demon cave in this back mountain, it is rumored that there is also a red mist there at the bottom of the deepest place, and if you find the red mist, you can find the entrance to the demon cave. Farewell, brethren!"

Hua Qi'er immediately said, "Don't you send us to the entrance of the demon cave?"

Wu Fan shook his head and said, "Because, I hope that you can destroy all the demon beasts that exist in this mountain and forest, and then return to the demon world." I don't want to watch you kill your own kind, but I don't want them to continue to wreak havoc on the mountain. So I still don't send it. They're not trolls like you, they seem to be demon races that have always wanted to destroy humanity. ”

The male lion said: "We have never understood why we came here from the Demon Realm, the Demon Realm is a more suitable place for us to cultivate. If you get the refinement of the Demon Lord Temple, you can also transform better. It was also a miracle that I was able to transform in the Red Demon Mountain. ”

"Probably devouring human cultivators can improve the cultivation of demonic power faster. Wu Fan turned around and was about to leave, Hua Qi'er and Bai Gongzi walked out at the same time, Bai Gongzi drooped with huge rabbit ears, and then arched his head to Wu Fan's body, Hua Qi'er kicked Bai Gongzi away, she opened her arms in detail, and hugged Wu Fan like that, Wu Fan did not refuse, and also opened her arms and hugged Hua Qi'er, feeling the softness brought by her **, Wu Fan said: "Take care!"

Hua Qi'er replied, "I'll miss you." Her voice is getting better and better.

Later, Lei Leopard punched Wu Fan in the chest and shouted, "Come to our demon world when you have time." Wu Fan also punched out, with a powerful fist, bang, hit Lei Leopard, and replied: "Definitely!" Lei Leopard pretended to be fine, and quickly turned around after a while, scolding in his heart: "What the hell, what kind of ghost fist is this, oops, it hurts a little." ”

Kui Hu and the lion were more graceful, and gently patted Wu Fan on the shoulder.

Finally, there is Lu Xiang, it is as tall as a mountain, it is not hugging, it is not good to shoot with feet, the nose is long and big, and finally Wu Fan touched Lu Xiang's nose and said with a smile: "Big man, take care!" Lu Xiangwei's eyes opened, there were some tears, the elephant trunk sprayed into the sky, and then hurriedly ran forward, Bai Gongzi also ran forward, but he couldn't help but look back at Wu Fan.

The lion, the tiger, the leopard, and the flower all turned around at the same time.

Wu Fan also turned around and walked out slowly.

On that day, the giant demon led by the lion killed all the demon beasts in the back mountain at the southern end of the Lotus Mountain Range. What Xiao Qing didn't do, Wu Fan asked the lion to wait for less than a day to complete. When the male lion and the others entered the demon cave, from then on, no demon beasts came out of the back mountain at the southern end of the Lotus Mountain Range.

When Wu Fan left the back mountain at the southern end of the Lotus Mountain Range, Wu Fan found a movement. Wu Fan's body moved, and almost instantly approached the place of movement, Wu Fan found that he saw a person dressed in red flowers and green leaves, and their faces were painted green, a bit like a field army.

A person immediately said timidly: "Wu Fan, I'...... I'm Ye Chengcheng. Wu Fan took a closer look, and sure enough, it was Ye Chengcheng, and the rest of the people had all been to Red Demon Mountain together back then. Wu Fan asked, "Why are you here?" ”

Listening to Wu Fan's words, his voice was still the same as back then, and he didn't seem arrogant. Ye Chengcheng also began to speak smoothly, and said to Wu Fan one by one. But it was Ye Chengcheng and the others who learned about Wu Fan and the others' attack on the Qinglian Sect, so they continued to carry forward the spirit of hiding in the Red Demon Mountain, not to mention, they all survived this hiding, so they couldn't help but praise the subtlety of the Buddhism of a Zen monk in their hearts.

After Wu Fan learned the truth, he said to Ye Chengcheng: "The new sect master Hong Meng is my friend, you go and take refuge in him, and then say that I let you go." After Wu Fan finished speaking, he stood up with his sword.

Ye Chengcheng and the others looked at Wu Fan, and the feeling in their hearts was indescribable. The little person back then is now the existence that they look up to. Ye Chengcheng shouted into the sky: "Thank you, Wu Fan!"

"That's all I can do for you, you don't have to be obsessed with the Qinglian Dao Method, learn Brother Hong's Overlord Dao Method, maybe you will soon break through the ninth level of condensation. ”

The voice was far away, and Ye Cheng sighed in his heart: Some birds have too many wings to be closed, and we are just ordinary rookies, if we are locked in a cage, we may end up in it.

After Wu Fan left the Lotus Mountain Range, he found a huge valley with no one and began to roar wildly, even howling why. From the moment Luo Shi was taken away, his heart was like a knife. He didn't know if Luo Shen really took her away to protect Luo Shi, or if he wanted to refine the new human soul sword spirit. He prefers to believe in the former.

The appearance of Luo Shen made Wu Fan feel how ridiculous he was in the face of absolute power. Be sure to take Luo Shi away, Luo Shi left here, but he Wu Fan didn't take it away. In front of Roselle, he is nothing.

Luo Shen looked at himself, and Wu Fan felt like a goshawk looking down on the ants on the ground. Goshawk does not put ants in the ranks of opponents and simply ignores them.

Luo Shi has left this planet, and Wu Fan has no worries about everything on this planet. He felt very lost, he felt very pessimistic. Wu Fan's anger has been completed, at this time, Wu Fan's spirit of sorrow surfaced from the sea of knowledge, and then appeared outside Wu Fan's body.

In this way, the two Wu Fan both yelled at the valley and vented, but what left was leaving, if you wanted to see her, you must find her, it is not enough to find her, you must have enough strength to take her away.

At this moment, Wu Fan's mood was extremely low, and a sense of sorrow surged all over his body. Wu Fan himself and his mourning spirit, with an extremely low mood, turned around and walked out of the valley, slowly pacing. Everywhere I went, it was a sense of desolation. In Wu Fan's eyes, everything in front of him was like an autumn breeze, and the ground was full of withered yellow leaves. Endless sorrow, endless emptiness. What else is there to care about in a world without her?

Wu Fan walked forward step by step, leaving behind a figure with an extremely sad facial expression. The sadness of these figures renders the entire valley.

A neon light appeared, and the woman in the neon dress looked at Wu Fan who was leaving, and then looked at the sky, and said very sadly: "Negative heart lang, I Ling Nishang must find you." If this person can find your daughter, I will find you. ”

After speaking, Ling Nishang flew away, just like a fairy returning to the heavenly realm.

Wu Fan walked out of the huge valley, and it took most of the day to leave nearly 10,000 figures, and a gray word "mourning" appeared in the sky above the huge valley.

Then, Wu Fan began to step in the direction of Wujia Village, and every time he took a hundred steps, the last figure overlapped with the previous figure.