In the room, there was a faint fragrance, and a spotless holy woman was beautiful and furious, bathing in a wooden basin.

The slight mist evaporated, making it difficult for this woman's skin to see clearly.

But this woman's thoughts are always difficult to let go.

At this moment, the door rang, and Ning Fan's laughter came from outside the door.

"Si Si, why are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you need your master to see you? Oh, there is a sound of water. Are you taking a shower? I'm in..."

"etc!"

Si Wuxie immediately pursed his lips and jumped out of the wooden basin. With the magic power, the water stains were dried. With a move of his bare hands, he was called into his hands and replaced with clothes in a hurry.

It seemed that because of the confusion, I had to button up the wrong one of the clothes, but I didn't have time to put it back on it, because Ning Fan had already pushed open the door, smiled on his face, and came to the door step by step, approaching Si Wuxie.

"It smells so good, it's clean, it's good... I heard from Paper Crane that you are uncomfortable and call me to help you treat your illness, but it seems, are you trying to seduce your master? Is it a heart disease?"

"Do not touch me!"

Facing the approaching Ning Fan, Si Wuxie looked slightly nervous. He shook his sleeves and a sword shadow appeared in his palm, pointing directly to Ning Fan's chest. Ning Fan stopped his steps, no longer teased his face, and sighed secretly.

Sure enough, this girl has regained her memory... She is no longer the ignorant little girl who is foolish with Paper Crane and dreams that she longs for doing things like Zhou Gong with her.

"Si Wuxie, you have indeed recovered your memory... Say it, what do you want?"

"I want to transform the baby pill. If you don't give it to me... I will kill you!" There was a hint of cold light in Si Wuxie's eyes.

All the memories have been restored. She remembered that it was the young man in front of her who destroyed the Tianli Sect with one hand, humiliated, imprisoned, erased the memories, and made them guilty.

After losing my memory, I served this man respectfully like a maid... This made Si Wuxie feel humiliated.

Every time she recovered a trace of memory, her murderous intention towards Ning Fan became even heavier. Even at this moment, she was teased by Ning Fan and was frivolous. She wanted to stab Ning Fan to death with one sword, but her hands were trembling...

This tremor did not escape Ning Fan's eyes. This sword is just a medium-grade magic weapon. Ning Fan's body refining realm has become silver bones. This sword cannot hurt Ning Fan at all... What Ning Fan cares about the most is Si Wuxie's attitude. The reason why he came in to tease him was just to hide a hint of tension in his heart...

From the point of view of the original intention, Ning Fan was unwilling to watch Sisi become his enemy Si Wuxie again...but it seems that this wish is already a luxury.

"You want to transform the baby pill? Is this the reason why you were in Ningcheng that day and helped me?" Ning Fan sighed.

"Yes! Otherwise you think!"

"Okay, I just had one more pill of the Infant Transformation Pill... The old demon Ziyin is dead, his pill belongs to you..."

Ning Fan closed his eyes slightly, patted the storage bag, took out an exquisite jade box, and threw it to Si Wuxie.

"You have obtained the Infant Pill. What are you going to do next?"

"Hmph, for the sake of the Infant Transformation Pill, I will spare your life. From today on, we will not owe each other..." Si Wuxie seemed a little weak.

"You are leaving? Don't you want to kill me? Do you dare or can't bear it..." Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Si Wuxie's eyes, as if he wanted to find out the traces of Si Si from it.

"Hmph, I'm just too lazy to kill you. Don't bother me anymore! Otherwise... I'll kill you!"

"You can't kill me..." Ning Fan bent his finger and bounced on the long sword in Si Wuxie's hand. The sword trembled and then broke into pieces... The sword was broken by the blink of an eye. Only by breaking the realm of body refining through the silver bones can one achieve it... With one finger, Si Wuxie's magic weapon was broken, Ning Fan took the opportunity to capture Si Wuxie's arms halfway, and hugged Si Wuxie hard. Si Wuxie was shocked to find that in Ning Fan's arms, she was the peak master of Jindan, but she didn't even have the strength to struggle.

"How could you be so powerful! A year ago, you couldn't even stop my dancing sleeve attack... And, let go of me! Otherwise..."

"Don't worry, Si Wuxie, this hug is not to hug you, but to hug Si Si... You go, I won't keep you, and I will no longer erase your memory... However, if you dare to be unfavorable to Ningcheng and paper cranes, I will ascend to the Four Heavens Immortal Realm in the future, and everyone will know that the Saint of Yaochi, who was struggling in my arms!"

Ning Fan's threatening words had no murderous intention, but when he heard them, his pretty face immediately changed.

"You dare! If you dare to destroy my true name, I will...I will..."

Si Wuxie fell into Ning Fan's arms and could not break free. The threat to Ning Fan was even more sad to find that he had no words at all, and could threaten Ning Fan.

The Saint of Yaochi must be a holy woman and cannot tolerate a trace of blasphemy. Don’t say that she was once seen by Ning Fan, don’t say that she was hugged at this moment, or that she was touched by a man, it was a serious sin...

Unwilling to accept... But even if I recovered my memory, Si Wuxie was still no match for Ning Fan, and I couldn't even escape his embrace.

But at this moment, Ning Fan let go and sat casually on the table beside him, poured the jade pot and started drinking.

"You go, before I change my mind..."

His back was facing Si Wuxie, and his flaws were opened, but Si Wuxie felt that even if Ning Fan turned his back to him, it would be easy for Ning Fan to kill him once he attacked him again.

She could not kill Ning Fan, nor did she think that it would be unfavorable to Ning Cheng... She was still Sisi, a Sisi who had gained Si Wuxie's memory, and she would not hurt Paper Crane...

She didn't expect that she would ask for a baby-transforming pill from Ning Fan, so easily that she could not use the original threats.

And she didn't expect that Ning Fan would let him go even if he had better strength than him... With Ning Fan's strength, it would not be difficult to erase his memory and make him feel guilty again...

She still didn't believe it, and went out with her wet hair. Sure enough, Ning Fan did not stop him.

"Why didn't he stop me or kill me..." Si Wuxie leaped his toes and flew away, while none of the demon cultivators in Ningcheng pursued him.

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After Si Wuxie left, Nangong walked in from the shadow outside the door, looking at Ning Fan who was drinking, puzzled.

"Young Master, is it appropriate to let this person go like this? This person is the leader of Tianli, and he has a deep blood hatred with me Ningcheng and Qimei..."

"The deep hatred of blood? That's not to say that her hatred towards me was just to destroy Tianli and destroy her plan. I don't know what plans she had in the lower realm, nor do I want to know, but I can be sure that a big man above four days, a mere Tianli sect in the lower realm, is just a small matter... With her name as a threat, she will not do extreme things, and even, according to her personality, she will escape as far as possible, for fear that I will regret it, so she will catch her..." Ning Fan was still drinking.

"Young Master, these words are not what you think..." Nangong frowned.

"Haha, I can't hide anything from you! I can't bear to kill her, no... it's not that I can't bear to kill Si Wuxie, but that I can't bear to kill Si Si Si... If I erase her memory again, maybe... I will erase Si Si together... Forget it, that's great, this woman can't make a big wave, my enemy is far more terrifying than Si Wuxie... Nangong, I will leave temporarily in these ten days, and I will come back in ten days..."

At this moment, Ning Fan put down his wine glass, went out, and disappeared into the night.

Si Wuxie’s grievances can be settled in this way. Next, there are still some trivial matters that need to be dealt with.

It's very cumbersome and difficult to let go.

And inside the house, Nangong sighed deeply.

"The young master is not cold-blooded enough... But maybe this is the reason why the lord accepted him as his disciple?"

...

In the wind and snow of Qimei City, a young man came alone on the snow.

He lined with white clothes on his back and black cloaks on his back. The black feathers on the black cloaks looked like cloaks, which made the thin and pale young man feel a sense of magnitude.

The moment he stepped into Qimei City, there were dozens of demon cultivators at the gate immediately, as if they were facing a great enemy.

They could not sense the breath of this young man at all. Even if the young man walked near the city gate, they could only see the young man with his naked eyes and could not sense the breath at all.

Who is this person?! Could it be, the old monster of Jindan?!

These demon cultivators guarding the city were the demon guards re-enlisted by the Qimei clans after the departure of the Three Divine Army. Their aura was not as strong as the Three Divine Army, and their courage and knowledge were even worse. Some of them had never seen the old monster of Jindan in their lives.

It is even more impossible for these people to know the little boy who was brought back to Qimei that day.

"Who is here!" asked several demon cultivators who plucked the courage to ask.

"Young Master Qimei Ning Fan..." Ning Fan smiled slightly, waved his sleeves, and the breeze gently blew away the demon cultivators' blocking weapons and entered the city.

In the wind and snow, after hearing Ning Fan's name, one by one, the demon cultivators were immediately stunned, like an ice sculpture!

"It's Ghost Que Ning Zun... No, it's the Young Master who is back! This is my Young Master Qimei, with such a sharp momentum!"

"Oh, I'm scared to death. I thought that the person came was the righteous monks who came by the "sword"... Humph, that person is just a mercy of spirit, and he dared to shout at the city lord. It's so unruly..."

The unintentional words of these demon cultivators are not loud, but how can they hide them from Ning Fan's ears?

In an instant, Ning Fan suddenly stopped and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"You just said, someone came to my Qimei City, why are you causing trouble..."

"Back to the young master, that's true. I heard that those people are very big from the background and seem to have any grudges with the city lord..."

Before the demon cultivator finished speaking, he saw a thrilling murderous intent arise on the young man in front of him.

There is even a little more worry in the murderous intent.

His divine thoughts swept away and covered a thousand miles of land. In Qimei City, dozens of arrogant auras in Sifan Palace were immediately noticed by him.

Even a few of them were even more daring to dig the grave - Xiao Dugu's grave!

"Who is so brave!"

A cold snorted from Ning Fan's mouth, with indescribable pressure. In an instant, several big men in Sifan's palace who were digging graves turned pale, vomiting blood and regressing, and their faces were extremely frightened.
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