Ye Fan hooked the corners of his mouth helplessly and dotingly, his eyes smoothed over his delicate eyebrows, reluctantly tracing his outline, and then slowly closed.

Shen Jiu's exaggerated and contrived expression changed after she closed her eyes, her expression was cold, and her nose moved, not as sad as Fang Cai, but there was more of an astringent pain in her heart, and a wordless sadness.

His delicate and beautiful facial features were tense, and he put the two red beads in his hand into Ye Fan's palms that overlapped the dantian.

As soon as the two red beads left his hand, he tried to escape again, but found that they were firmly stuck to the immature palm, and a powerful suction force came out of the palm, absorbing their energy, they wanted to struggle, but they couldn't move at all.

They are the power of the nine-winged snake Buddha statue that has accumulated countless years of worship, not the orthodox worship power of Buddhism, but the essence and blood of the person who is worshipped, representing the evil energy, and a trace of the origin of the nine-winged snake.

As an orthodox Dao cultivator, she dared to directly absorb this energy for her own use? Even if she was not afraid that the Yuan Qi she cultivated would be assimilated, wouldn't she be afraid that the two energies of good and evil would hedge in her body, go mad, and explode to death?

Don't say that since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, that is, among the same paths, the attributes of the vitality cultivated are different, and they dare not absorb energy that is different from their own spiritual root attributes at will.

But Ye Fan dared to directly absorb the most violent and cold yin and evil energy.

Ming Jiu just squatted in front of her, his purple eyes were full of strong and bright colors, staring at the person in front of him stupidly, he hadn't been able to look at her so seriously for a long, long time, he didn't dare to be presumptuous, for fear of scaring away Ah Fan, who had been waiting for him to come back.

He was going to wait for his Avan to fall in love with him again, no matter what means.

Raising his hand, he gently stroked her eyebrows, didn't dare to really touch it, just a distance of half an inch, and depicted it carefully, when his hand slid down to her slightly upturned lips, his body gradually became transparent, and finally looked at her deeply again, and turned into a wisp of purple light that shot into the bud light of her eyebrows.

Ye Fan, who was cultivating, felt something, his eyelids trembled slightly, and the two red beads in his palm no longer struggled, as if they had been erased.

The sun was rising, and the sun's rays shone through the windows, shining into the figure of the girl sitting cross-legged on the floor of the hall, and around her, the mess of the ground, broken glass, porcelain, sofas, tables and chairs, and even more exaggerated was the broken railing on the second floor and the entire collapsed wall of the study, it was like a super earthquake, no, more exaggerated than a big earthquake.

The apartment that had just been renovated and had not lived for two days was in ruins.

Fortunately, the owner of the apartment is still in a state of cultivation and has not woken up, otherwise he would have to die of distress, but he can't escape this blow, because he will always wake up.

The girl was bathed in the early morning sun, her body seemed to have a faint golden light, her eyes were closed, her eyelids were lowered, her eyebrows were indifferent, and her skin was so delicate that she could see the fluff on her face clearly.

She sat cross-legged, her palms folded, palms upward, two blood-red beads suspended above her palms, one of which gradually became transparent.

As the last trace of blood red emanated from the gradually transparent bead and dissipated between heaven and earth, the eyelids that had been closed trembled with it.

After another half a sound, the remaining blood-red beads suspended above the palm fell into the white palm as if it had lost the power of levitation, and lay quietly.

The trembling eyelids also opened up little by little at this moment, and the light suddenly soaked into the pupils, which seemed to be a little dazzling, and the girl's butterfly-like eyelashes puffed up and down, and then opened suddenly, as if the pupils washed by the clear spring were embedded with two clear and unsullied obsidian, flashing in the light with a charming glass brilliance.

The palms placed in the dantian were closed, opened, and raised in front of his eyes, and a trace of confusion and confusion flashed in Ye Fan's eyes.

What is it?

Ye Fan's brows furrowed, and his other hand was raised, covering the sunlight shining in, and it was dawn?

After getting used to the light, he put his hand down, his eyes were staggered, he opened his mouth in astonishment, Huo Ran jumped up, and glanced around his kennel sluggishly.

"Damn. Ye Fan couldn't help but burst out with a foul mouth, walked quickly to the window, stretched out his hand, and directly stretched out the window, the entire glass was shattered, no wonder the sun's rays were so violent.

Turning around with his back to the window, he glanced at his home as if he had been transited by a fourteen-level typhoon without tears, and his dull brain turned again, and the memory of last night came back.

She remembered that Lu Qiulin died suddenly last night, she took the task to go to the prison, and when she was opening the door to death for him, his soul suddenly came out of the smear gas, wrapping his soul away, and she only had time to throw out a spirit talisman to protect his soul body, and hurriedly chased back to the apartment......

Afterward...... The Black Mist Nine-Winged Snake broke through the suppression charm, and she was seriously injured, but fortunately, there was the Dutian Great Thunder Fire Seal, as well as the burning stick of unknown origin, and finally ......

Ye Fan wrinkled her brows, raised her hand and patted her head, her last memory was only that the Black Mist Nine-Winged Snake let out a terrifying roar, which shook her soul until her consciousness fell into darkness, and when she woke up again, she was sitting cross-legged in the living room to cultivate, and there was a strange red bead in her hand.

By the way, before she lost consciousness, she was seriously injured, not only suffered heavy physical damage, but even her spirit and soul couldn't stand the small damage, at that time she still thought, like a fluke to survive, the future cultivation is only afraid that not only will it be difficult to advance, but the realm will also fall, maybe it will be weaker than ordinary people.

But now......

Ye Fan ran the vitality, carefully felt the situation in the body, raised her eyebrows, her physical condition at the moment was simply better than ever, the meridians were tough and broad, the rich and vigorous vitality was running unimpeded, the wisps were extremely pure, and the vitality contained in the dantian was compressed to almost a liquid state, this was already the cultivation of the second layer peak?

She was only promoted to the second layer not long ago, and her realm has not yet been consolidated, so why did she go directly to the peak of the second layer?

Damn, her cultivation is no longer a leap, she directly jumps? The speed of the rocket in the sky is not so fast, right?

Ye Fan held his forehead, a little cloudy, not only was there no surprise in his heart, but he was also very heavy.

She struggled to think about it, she always felt as if she had lost a memory, what had happened after she lost consciousness?

Why is she fine, Xiu Wei is still inexplicably advanced directly to the first level? What is this blood-red bead in her hand? Also, what about the black mist nine-winged snake?

The trapped talisman around the apartment had not been broken, it was impossible for it to leave, and there was no breath of it in the apartment.

No, there is, there is a faint breath that cannot be perceived.