Ning Fan, wearing white clothes and a black cloak, walked out of Qimei City leisurely. Behind him, two steps away, he followed a girl in fox fur - a little paper crane.

Ning Fan decided to take the paper crane out of the city for an outing, fly kites, flirt, and relieve the mood of being in seclusion for three months. Unfortunately, Qimei is located in the northern region of Yue State. It is really an ice city. The wind is freezing and the snowflakes are falling.

Green grass.

I don’t seem to be in the mood to fly a kite…

"Brother Fan, why don't we go back..." Zhihe's little hands were red from the cold. They had been holding Qimei for a long time. She really wanted to come out for some air, but she was afraid that Ning Fan would catch a cold.

She looked at Ning Fan with big eyes, a little worried. Brother Fan is so thin and weak, so don't get cold...

"Are your hands cold? I'll cover them for you..." Ning Fan looked pitiful and gently grabbed Zhihe's little hand.

"Brother Fan... there are many people here, it's not good to be seen..." The little paper crane ducked and dodged, but couldn't pull his hand back.

"Don't be afraid, no one dares to say anything right or wrong... you are my wife..."

Ning Fan closed his eyes. He liked this kind of life, simple and ordinary. People must live in the sunshine, so that they can wash away the devil's heart and avoid going crazy. This is what the old devil taught.

Zhihe's small hands, smooth and cold, made Ning Fan's murderous spirit converge in his heart, and he gradually became at peace. Women and wine are absolutely indispensable for demon cultivation...

"But I haven't agreed to marry you yet..." The little paper crane muttered silly, which only made Ning Fan laugh.

Everyone is mine, don’t you understand?

Ten miles north of Qimei City, there is a canyon, covered with ice and snow, where few people come. Ning Fan held up a paper umbrella to protect the paper crane from the wind and snow, while the two of them walked in the snow until they came under an ice wall.

The boy grabbed the girl's hand, trotted under the cover of the ice wall, and flew the kite.

"Look, Brother Fan, the kite is flying..." The paper crane is as happy as a mortal girl.

This was the first time she smiled with relief after meeting Ning Fan.

The simple smile made Ning Fan feel pain in his heart. Ning Fan searched Wu Southeast's memory and saw the life of the paper crane in his memory.

No childhood, no smile, a gloomy life...

"Brother Fan, you are so kind to Zhihe. Zhihe is willing to... serve you... as a cauldron for you for the rest of his life..." Zhihe said happily, flying a high-flying kite.

"Silly girl, you are not Dinglu, you are my wife..."

"But I haven't decided to marry you yet..."

"What a silly girl..."

"You know..." Zhihe's voice suddenly dropped, a little girlishly sad, "Before I met Brother Fan, I never dared to expect to live until tomorrow... In the Hehuan Sect, I was bullied, but I was not allowed to cry. Aunt Sha said,

If I shed even a drop of tears, you will kill me... Even though I am stupid, I still have a wish in my heart... I long for my life to be collected, properly placed, and carefully preserved to prevent me from being surprised, from suffering, and from being shed everywhere.

Leaving, lest I have no branches to rely on, but I don’t know when that person will appear... I am satisfied to be the cauldron of Brother Fan..."

"You are my wife!" Ning Fan frowned and hugged the paper crane tightly into his arms. What a pitiable silly girl!

The sky is dark, the moon is dim, and the wind and snow are blowing hard. There is no hibiscus tent to warm the place, and the red candles are swaying. What is there is just a scene of wind, flowers, snow and moon.

Ning Fan's embrace felt so warm. Zhihe's big, autumn-like eyes were full of nervousness. She suddenly realized what Brother Fan wanted to do.

"Brother Fan, this place is not suitable for doing that..."

Before she finished speaking, Ning Fan blocked her lips and tongue.

"You are my wife!" Ning Fan's eyes were unwavering. He took off his black cloak, spread it on the ground, picked up the paper crane and placed it on the black cloak. He rubbed the paper crane's delicate body with his hands, unbuttoned his clothes, and

Wearing a thin blouse, you can feel the exquisiteness of the paper crane and cardamom.

Ning Fan has become deeply infatuated with paper cranes. It is not just lust or love, it is a symbol of perseverance in life and death.

Zhihe was born with a charming personality. After three months of training in "Girls Returning to Yin Jue", he was able to suppress his flattery. However, when Ning Fan teased him, his eyes gradually became blurred. In the blur, there was an unknown tension, and in the tension, there was an inexplicable tension.

expect.

She and Ning Fan had had sex twice, but the first time Ning Fan was in a coma and behaved rudely, leaving her with painful memories. The second time he was in a coma and was unconscious, and she couldn't remember any comfort.

This time, it was the first time she was awake and holding Ning Fan.

"Brother Fan... don't..." She felt her fox fur being untied by Ning Fan, and she begged for mercy in a panic. She felt her shirt was unbuttoned, and her bra was pulled off by Ning Fan. Her chest felt cold, and she quickly covered her breasts, feeling flat.

Tantan, Yingying grasped it...and Ning Fan's hand moved down again. Her whole body was numb and weak, and she closed her eyes in shame...A stream of heat made her legs rub involuntarily...

"Don't look...don't touch...don't...um..."

A moan made Ning Fan's eyes light up at the wrong time. Zhihe was so nervous, so nervous. She felt that her body had become very strange, as if something was leaking out...

She saw Ning Fan take off his clothes, revealing his thin and fair chest. Her eyes were blurred, and she only felt that Brother Fan at this moment was extremely handsome...

"Brother Fan, I feel so uncomfortable..." She breathed out softly, moaning softly.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable? Here..."

"It hurts! No...don't..."

Strange, so strange, it obviously hurts, but why, it feels so comfortable...

Zhihe didn't understand, there were many things she couldn't figure out, her breathing became more and more lingering, she just hugged Ning Fan's neck, as if she wanted to stick closer, even tighter...

I don't understand, I don't understand... Her flawless and delicate body, like the plum blossoms blooming in the ice and snow, makes Ning Fan even more greedy.

The Yin and Yang Dao, the combination of dual cultivation, this is the human relationship. Many monks think that cultivation should be closed to the Yuan Yang without losing it, which is really a big mistake. Many demon cultivators think that Acacia is just to collect Yin and replenish Yang, which is also a big mistake!

That is not practice, but a kind of escape, escaping from the true feelings in the heart...

As for Ning Fan, he gradually forgot that this was a double cultivation. He really fell in love and was obsessed with Zhihe's delicate body...

The moonlight is like a disk, and under the ice wall, a pair of lovers are entangled endlessly. In the cold wind and snow, only each other's bodies are warm.

"...Hmm...Hmm..." The faint breathing made the night more charming.

For a long time, the paper crane suddenly trembled violently, unable to stop, and its whole delicate body turned into a rose color.

A stream of clear spring suddenly came out, moistening the black cloak on the ground, with a faint body fragrance and a charming taste.

And Ning Fan also roared, reaching the peak.

Feeling relieved, he pressed the paper crane, but was reluctant to leave. But underneath him, the gentle sound of the paper crane could be heard. His face was still flushed, but he fell asleep tiredly.

This was Zhihe's third time having sex, but in Ning Fan's heart, this was her first night.

"Silly girl...you are sleeping, how can I spend the long night..."

Ning Fan took pity on a piece of clothing and covered it with the paper crane, but he was naked and sat cross-legged in the ice and snow.

Even though it was not intentional, under the effect of Yin-Yang Lock, a double cultivation was still completed.

At this moment, Ning Fan's bottleneck of the tenth level of Pimai was broken through.

In the early stage of soul fusion! Ning Fan only spent less than four months to successfully break through! Such a speed of cultivation is almost comparable to that of some famous disciples!

The black demonic flames in the body flow along hundreds of meridians. This is the process of integrating spirits into the meridians. Generally speaking, each monk's meridians can integrate a kind of spirituality. Fire, water, metal, wood, earth, wind, and thunder.

, don’t do it all in one fell swoop.

Only special immortal veins can contain a variety of spiritualities.

The black demonic flames flowed along the meridians, and Ning Fan's meridians were undoubtedly imprinted with the fire spirit. In the future, he would probably practice fire-attribute techniques.

But what surprised him was that in the Yin-Yang Demonic Veins, the illusory Yang Veins had a hint of coldness.

It was as if because of this intense intercourse, Ning Fan absorbed a trace of ice power between heaven and earth.

Second-attribute soul-melting monk?! Ning Fan reached out his palm, and a wisp of black demonic flame jumped out. On the black demonic flame, there was a trace of undetectable blue ice flame...

"This is, 'Yin Yang Fire'!" Ning Fan recalled the memories of the Immortal Emperor and his expression changed.

According to ancient rumors, Yin-Yang Fire can only be cultivated by Great Opportunity monks, and there is also a chance of cultivating Yin-Yang Fire in "Yin-Yang Transformation". The specific method of cultivation is unknown.

Could it be that the way is to practice dual cultivation in the ice and snow with the woman you love!?
Chapter completed!