His appearance gradually changed, becoming more handsome and younger.

His words made all the female cultivators, including Hua Yu, stunned and fell silent.

They originally thought that Ning Fan was the ancestor of the Baiyu clan, so they would follow him wholeheartedly.

Even when Zhen Baimu arrived, they never doubted Ning Fan's identity.

Now that they learned that Ning Fan was not the ancestor of Bai Mu, all the women showed regret and shock on their faces.

Unfortunately, Ning Fan is not his ancestor. What is shocking is that Ning Fan’s true identity is the God Emperor of the Rain Realm!

The weakest God Emperor of the Rain Realm in the Nine Realms actually ran into the Demon Realm and shocked the whole world...

The regret and shock passed in just a moment, and one by one the female cultivators said, "I am willing to go to the Rain Realm with our ancestors."

The White Feather Clan has been exterminated and they have been left homeless for a long time. So what if Ning Fan is not the ancestor of the White Feather Clan?

During the time they were with Ning Fan, they had begun to get used to this kind of life and were unwilling to change.

"Well, from today on, you will live in the Cauldron Realm. After all, your identities are too sensitive. If exposed, others will easily guess that I am Shiraki from the Demon Realm."

Ning Fan shook the ring of the cauldron and brought Hua Yu and other women into the cauldron realm. With a sway, he entered the realm and introduced the girls to the female guards.

Since then, these women from the Baiyu tribe have officially joined Ning Fan's army of female guards.

When Ning Fan returned to the outside world, Li Long's expression was still full of shock.

"The master...the master is actually the God Emperor of the Rain Realm? The Ning Fan who killed the previous Rain Emperor?!"

Li Long had also heard of Ning Fan's name, but never cared about it.

In the past, he had never put the God Emperor of the Rain Realm in his eyes.

Only now did he realize what an earth-shattering figure this generation of God Emperor of the Rain Realm was.

"No matter what the master's identity is, he is the master of Lilong! When the master returns to the Rain Realm, Lilong will naturally go back too! But this image must be changed."

Li Long swayed and changed his slovenly image. He tied up his white hair, put on linen clothes and changed his appearance.

He followed Ning Fan into the Rain Realm, but naturally his true identity couldn't be known easily.

Otherwise, it will also expose the fact that Ning Fan is Bai Mu.

"Master, now that his appearance has changed, it would be better to leave the demon world as soon as possible. If someone sees him, there may be more trouble." Li Long suggested.

"No rush, I'm waiting for someone."

The little demon girl looked at Ning Fan meaningfully, with an evil smile on her lips.

"Husband, who are you waiting for? Is it some confidante?"

"Guess." Ning Fan looked at the little demon girl helplessly. She was about to leave the demon world and was still playing the role of his Taoist companion.

Is it really that addictive?

"If I guess right, you have to give me one billion immortal jade. If I guess wrong, you are allowed to kiss me. Do you agree?" The little enchantress looked like she was cheating on the immortal jade.

Ning Fan sighed slightly, he knew that with the mind of the little demon girl, he naturally knew that what he was waiting for was Tan Zixin.

That's all, let this witch guess right once, and just lose a billion fairy jade, just make her happy.

"Okay, guess it. If you guess it right, I will give you one billion immortal jade."

"I guess. I guess... let me think about it, this is so difficult. My husband has too many confidantes. I'm not sure which one it is..."

The little demon girl deliberately pretended to think. Then she suddenly said, "I understand, what my husband is waiting for is the little cuckoo from Ningxiang Garden."

"Uh...who is Little Dujuan? You guessed it wrong..." Ning Fan shook his head and was speechless. He didn't seem to know Little Dujuan at all.

"Oh, I guessed wrong. Well, then I am willing to be punished and let you kiss me." The little demon girl smiled sinisterly.

She did it on purpose.

Li Long turned around in embarrassment and looked at his nose and heart. He did not dare to disturb the affectionate relationship between his master and his mistress.

Ning Fan rubbed his forehead... Did this little witch want to betray her integrity and trick him into kissing her from the beginning?

How hungry is this...

"Miss Xiao always plays tricks on me like this. There seems to be some reasons. It has to do with my identity, right?"

Ning Fan recalled that the little demon girl always seemed to like to mention his identity as a descendant of ancient times, intentionally or unintentionally.

Many years ago, when Ning Fan was still in the state of soul fusion, the little demon girl seemed to have said that in four days, the descendants of Shenxu and the descendants of Luan Gu would eventually have a battle...

"Did she really approach me because of my identity as a descendant of the chaotic ancient times?" Ning Fan thought.

"Guess, if you guess right you have to kiss me once, if you guess wrong you have to kiss me twice? Can you guess?" The little demon girl hugged Ning Fan's arm ambiguously, put the little pigeon on Ning Fan's arm and rubbed it.

.

Ning Fan smiled helplessly, this little enchantress was indeed very annoying.

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw a sword light transmitting sound from far to near, reaching in front of him.

Ning Fan pressed the light of the sound transmission sword, and a sound transmission was transmitted into his sea of ​​consciousness, making him slightly startled, and then sighed.

Tan Zixin didn't come, she wasn't prepared to see Ning Fan's true appearance, nor did she want to know Ning Fan's true identity.

"Thanks to you, I am sick of lovesickness; I have been apart since you, and there is no cure... If one day I meet you again, and I can recognize you at a glance in the sea of ​​people, at that time, can you take me with you?

..”

Ning Fan was silent for a while and said to the little demon girl, "Open the gate and return to the Rain Realm."

...

Returning to the Rain Realm this time, the Golden Ancient Sword's escape speed greatly increased, and the time to cross the realm was naturally reduced a lot.

Only five days passed before Ning Fan returned to the Rain Realm.

He first went to Zhongzhou and left Li Long in the Yudian to help Li Cangtian handle the miscellaneous affairs of the Yudian.

With Li Long here, Zhongzhou will be settled.

Then Ning Fan returned all the way to Yue Kingdom. Before arriving at Yue Kingdom, the little demon girl decisively jumped off the ancient sword and parted ways with Ning Fan with a smile.

"The period of decline in my cultivation has ended, and I will gradually improve back to the Broken Void Realm. I have to go back to Shenxu Pavilion for retreat first. Husband, I won't send you off."

"Husband, please don't forget that you will follow me to Burning Immortal Valley to take pictures in half a year."

With a whoosh, the little demon girl disappeared. I don't know how she could run so fast because she only cultivated spirit fusion.

Ning Fan shook his head. Without the little demon girl around, his ears suddenly felt a lot clearer.

He put away the ancient sword, flashed the light, and walked through the air. After more than ten steps, he returned to Qimei City.

Instead of entering the city immediately, Ning Fan landed in the wind and snow outside Qimei City, his eyes changing slightly.

Outside Qimei City, there stood a slender, one-armed man with a black iron giant sword on his back, looking at the wind and snow alone.

His body was covered with wind and snow, and he had been standing here for who knows how long.

His eyes were filled with joy and confusion.

What was joyful was that when he returned to Zhongzhou this time, he heard Yun Bushu say that Ning Fan had found the person he had been looking for.

What was confusing was that he had no idea who he was persistently looking for.

"Are you back?" He turned around and looked at Ning Fan, who was approaching step by step.

When Ning Fan was still far away from Qimei, he had already sensed Ning Fan's arrival.

"Yeah." Ning Fan looked at the slender one-armed man and felt some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

This person was his father, Yun Tianjue, but he didn't know how to talk to or get along with him.

Although he was so unfamiliar, there was a kind of power that made Ning Fan unconsciously have a good impression of Yun Tianjue.

That power is family love.

"I heard that you..." Yun Tianjue wanted to ask the question in his heart, but he didn't know how to ask it.

He has always been decisive in killing, but there are times when he speaks in a nonchalant manner.

"That's all, come and have a drink with me in this wind and snow. It's the spiritual wine I found in an ancient monk's cave. It has been stored for tens of thousands of years. It is good wine."

Yuntianjue sat cross-legged on the snow and pointed, and a white jade wine pot and two wine glasses immediately appeared on the snow.

"Sit." Yuntianjue said.

He also had an inexplicable fondness for Ning Fan.

He never gets close to any outsiders, except Ning Fan.

Ning Fan nodded and sat opposite Yun Tianjue.

Since I don’t know what to say, let’s have a drink together.

This snowstorm is just the right time to drink.

"You killed a Sanxian-level master? And there were quite a few...four in total!" Yun Tianjue's eyes suddenly flashed.

He has an extremely accurate ability to identify evil spirits.
To be continued...