Named disciple is Ning Fan’s answer to Yang Gu.//The fastest updated//.

Let's just record the name. If it doesn't suit your needs, you'll be kicked out. If it's useful, you can cultivate it a little bit.

Even this ambiguous answer made Yang Gu excited. He immediately bid farewell to Ning Fan and hurried back to Dan Island in the Inner Sea.

This time, the first thing is to recommend Ning Fan to join the alchemy path and become a guest elder.

The second is to invite people, invite a large group of people, many people, to help Ning Fan kill the Assassin Alliance!

It's not certain how many people can be invited. Yang Gu is very popular. With his easy-going personality, he has friends all over the world. With some friends from Alchemy, I'm afraid the fight between this group will be spectacular.

The Yanggu incident has come to an end, but what happens next is to relieve Xu Qiuling's hidden physical dangers.

First, the fragment of the Zhenxian Sword must be removed.

Secondly, the hidden danger of lack of gold in Xu Qiuling's fate must be completely solved.

For several days, Ning Fan thought hard behind closed doors, deduced dozens of treatment options, and finally selected three of them.

As soon as he left the Xuancui Palace, Ning Fan went to the Peak of Paradise to look for Xu Qiuling, but the boudoir was empty.

I swept away with my spiritual thoughts and searched half of Huanmo Island, but I couldn't find Xu Qiuling's whereabouts.

Ning Fan was secretly surprised. In the flower tomb, there was a timid girl of thirteen or fourteen who looked like a maidservant, and walked towards her, handing a paper butterfly to Ning Fan.

"Zhou, Mr. Zhou, this is given to you by the young lady... The young lady asked you to find her..."

The little girl's words were trembling, and she seemed to be very afraid of Ning Fan.

"Your name is Xiaolian?"

"Yes, yes..." Little Lian didn't dare to raise her head.

"Did you fold this paper butterfly?"

"Xiao, Xiaolian deserves to die, Xiaolian never dares to do it again..." The girl screamed and knelt down to beg for mercy. It seemed that the maid was not allowed to fold the sound-transmitting paper butterfly to prevent the secret from being leaked.

"Well, don't worry, I won't tell anyone else about this. This butterfly fold looks pretty good, not bad."

Ning Fan patted the little face's head, folded the paper butterfly, and glanced at the words inside, he immediately couldn't laugh or cry. He took one step and disappeared without a trace.

In the distance, only the maid Xiaolian was left, kneeling on the ground. It was not until Ning Fan left that she dared to raise her head, her expression still full of fear.

Behind the flowers, when they saw that Ning Fan had left, seven or eight maids immediately came over to help Xiao Lian, all of them were terrified.

"Xiao Lian, you are so courageous. Mr. Zhou is a notorious demon in the outer seas and has killed countless people. How dare you say three sentences to him!"

"It's okay, okay. I heard that he is a big devil who has a wife and a daughter. You haven't been affected by him, haven't you?"

"It seems like he touched your head just now. Could it be that he planted some kind of restriction?"

The female companions were all worried, but Xiaolian shook her head, blushed, and whispered,

"I, I think Mr. Zhou doesn't seem like a bad person... He also said that the paper butterflies I folded are pretty..."

"Oh, Miss Xiaolian is in love with spring..."

"I think it's not just Sichun who has been seduced by Mr. Zhou."

"whee…"

"Giggle..."

A group of girls started playing in the flower path, completely forgetting how terrifying Ning Fan was.

Over Huanmo Island, Ning Fan swept his mind and felt the playfulness of the maids, and sighed.

Although these maidservants have low status and even low qualifications, and have no chance to reach the realm of Jindan Yuanying in their lifetime, they are innocent and live a life like ordinary people.

Indeed, Ning Fan envied this dull and playful life, but life did not give him a choice.

There was only one sentence in the sound-transmitting paper butterfly, which was Xu Qiuling's soft whisper.

"The beauty is like water that never comes back, but the poor young man doesn't want to be ordinary..."

This sentence is a poem Xu Qiuling composed casually. She is really a talented woman.

Even though her life was in danger, she still had the heart to play hide and seek with Ning Fan, hiding her for Ning Fan to find.

Poor young master Bu Sifan... Is she pitying Ning Fan for working too hard in his life?

Ning Fan shook his head. There was nothing he could do with a woman like Xu Qiuling who could read independently.

Closing his eyes and pressing his fingertips on the paper butterfly, Ning Fan sensed the remaining breath in the wind through the breath on the paper butterfly, and chased Xu Qiuling with that breath.

Xu Qiuling's breath is special. She is immersed in flowers every day, loves flowers, and grows flowers. She has a floral fragrance that penetrates her soul.

Perhaps, she was a flower in her previous life...

In the black wind and snow of Huanmo Sea, a painting boat drifted out to sea, with only Xu Qiuling on board.

She is really bold. With her peak Golden Core cultivation level, she walks alone in the sea of ​​joyful demons.

It seems bold, but in fact, the small painted boat is a treasure from the cave. If there is an enemy, you can hide in the space in the boat. Under the refinement, no one can find out where she is hiding.

These are just theoretical security, but Xu Qiuling is actually a very emotional person.

She believed that Ning Fan would come to look for her, so when she saw Ning Fan for the first time, she was attracted by Ning Fan's temperament.

She always thought it was love at first sight, until three years ago, she began to suffer from an illness, became comatose, and began to have strange dreams.

In the dream, she was a dark bluegrass, alone in a deep valley, isolated from the world.

No one can enter her world, and she does not need to understand anyone else's world. She can enjoy herself and sing alone all day long.

Until that day, a snow-white butterfly flew into the valley.

It was so white that it was spotless, but it was fragile, as if it had been caught in the wind and rain somewhere, and half of the butterfly wings were smashed by the rain palace.

Even so, the butterfly still flew stubbornly, refusing to admit defeat or surrender.

When the butterfly happened to fly over the orchid, it could no longer fly and fell into the stamen of the orchid.

The butterfly's breathing gradually became weaker, and it gradually lost its memory, but it still spread its wings stubbornly and tried to fly towards the sky.

At this moment, Orchid understood. She understood why the butterfly was injured, because the butterfly was too stupid and tried to fly up into the sky with its fragile wings.

Its butterfly wings were torn apart by the strong wind.

"Silly butterfly, that is the world of immortals, you are just a little butterfly, why are you so persistent..."

The orchid speaks a flower language that the butterfly cannot hear, just as the orchid cannot change the will of the butterfly.

The butterfly flapped its weak body again and again, and fell back to the stamen again and again, and the orchid finally felt distressed.

She didn't understand why she felt distressed, but when she saw the butterfly's dying expression, she couldn't bear it and wanted to save the butterfly.

"Silly butterfly, pick my flower stamens and you can regain your strength."

"Silly butterfly, tear off my petals and you can complete the wings."

"Silly butterfly, you are too weak and your body is not strong enough to block the strong wind. I am willing to give you my golden grace to make your butterfly wings as strong as iron and stone, so that you can block the strong wind..."

"Silly Butterfly, why don't you look at me..."

That orchid secretly sprinkled its dew on the butterfly, patched its petals on its wings, and gave its golden energy from life to life to the butterfly.

That butterfly is no longer pure white, half of it is black, given by the orchid.

Her golden energy was not absorbed by her father's magnetic power...

Her golden energy was given to a butterfly in her previous life...

Finally, the butterfly gained strength and flew into the sky, but it never knew that there was an orchid that saved its life...

That orchid eventually withered away because it lost its golden energy.

Until one day, a trace of ashes from the burnt butterfly drifted down the earth with the wind and landed on the orchid.

At that moment, Orchid's heart was broken, like a sob, losing the last trace of life...

"A very sad dream...Am I too sentimental..." Xu Qiuling sighed.

"That butterfly, where did it go..." Xu Qiuling murmured to herself, with a paper butterfly folded on her fingertips.

She loves flowers, she prefers butterflies...

Perhaps, a long time ago, she had an unrequited love for a butterfly...

Xu Qiuling urged the boat to move forward at an incredible speed. The monks passing by passed through the sky above the boat, but most of them could not feel the hidden aura of the boat.

She was alone, as if wandering and helpless.

But Xu Qiuling believed that Ning Fan would come back to find her.

Boom!

In the gentle wind and snow, a young man in white clothes and a black cloak, following a trace of breath, chased to the painted boat and landed on the stern of the painted boat.

He was used to wearing white clothes, but after becoming possessed, he symbolically put on a huge black feather cloak over his white clothes.

One black and one white, good and evil alternate...

"Going to sea privately is not a child's play!" Ning Fan scolded with a frown. He was fighting all the way, even how dangerous the Endless Sea is, especially a lawless zone like the Huanmo Sea.

Yuan Yao was ambushed here back then. Although there is no auction now and the Inner Sea monks rarely come, even though Xu Qiuling has a cave treasure to protect her, it is still dangerous.

At least, Xu Qiuling's body is still sick and it is not suitable to catch wind and cold.

Being rejected by Ning Fan made Xu Qiuling laugh instead of getting angry, because only lonely people understand that having someone to blame is actually a kind of happiness. Blaming is caring.

"I'm sorry... I was a bit reckless, but I believe you will come to me!"

Xu Qiuling smoothed her hair, raised her face, and smiled like an orchid.

"Of course I will come to you!" Ning Fan laughed angrily. This Xu Qiuling is really a troublesome woman, second only to Yin Suqiu... No, maybe to some extent, she can be tied with Yin Suqiu.

"Do you know the origin of that poem..." Xu Qiuling suddenly changed the topic and urged the boat to speed in a certain direction.

"Which sentence? When I met you, you read many poems."

"Poor young master Bu Si Fan! You know, this is how I felt when I first met you... Pity, well, just pity, not the admiration you imagined... You are too stubborn. You are obviously not strong in cultivation, but you want to be with me.
To be continued...