Ning Fan hugged her waist tightly, and Tan Zixin's cheeks were filled with red clouds in an instant.

Only then did she see that Taigong Diao, who had transformed into a weapon spirit, turned into a demonic appearance and wanted to kill her even more!

Knowing that Ning Fan was saving himself, Tan Zixin did not break free from Ning Fan's arms, nor did she blame Ning Fan for being frivolous, but was very grateful to Ning Fan for his righteous actions.

If Ning Fan had not saved her, she would have probably died under the surprise attack of Taigong Diao.

Ning Fan retreated continuously, and the purple gold wings transformed from Taigong Diao also spread their wings to chase after him. The speed was no less than Ning Fan, and it was even a little faster than Ning Fan.

Within a slight slight slight time, it was about to be grabbed by the giant purple gold winged claws.

Ning Fan suddenly stopped his steps, and a vast demonic power rose in his left eye.

"A mere evil deed, I don't know how to advance and retreat, I'm looking for death! Illusion!"

The magical power of the second demon star on the left eye was activated by itself, and in an instant, many illusions were born, bewitching the purple gold wings.

Illusion is almost useless to monks with strong hearts of Taoism, but it is a one-hit effect for the spirit of the artifact with low intelligence in front of you.

Zijin Yuanqi and Ning Fan looked at each other and immediately fell into many illusions. The huge body fell from the air to the ground, with panic in his eyes.

In the illusion, it saw countless ferocious monsters comparable to the life immortals and true immortals chasing it.

It doesn't know how to break the illusion, its intelligence is too low, it is just a weapon...

"Showing the true form!"

Ning Fan held Tan Zixin and jumped up in the air, stepped down on the sky.

A attack comparable to the first level of Nirvana, directly dispersed the spirit of the purple gold wings, returned to the appearance of the magic weapon, and turned back into a fishing rod of two or four feet.

Ning Fan landed on the ground, put the fishing rod into his hands, and said with a cold look, "From today, I will be your master. If you dare to devour the master, you will let your treasure shattered spirits scatter! Seal!"

He did not give Taigong the opportunity to reject it. Ning Fan let go of Tsing Zixin, bite his fingers directly, dripping a drop of blood, causing the blood to turn into a talisman, plant it in the fishing rod, complete recognition of the master, and collect this treasure as his natal magic weapon.

Some ancient star irons were mixed into this treasure. They were barely considered to be a two-star magic weapon, and they also had the power to suppress the dragon.

As a natal magic weapon, it is only strong but not weak.

"Do... Thank you for helping me..."

Tan Zixin's pretty face blushed.

Ning Fan took a strong move and subdued Taigong's fishing weapon spirit within a few breaths. His powerful means made Tan Zixin look at him.

This is the spirit of the middle-grade magic weapon of the immortal and void, and it is not easy for some of the five-broken monsters to subdue.

The soft waist that Ning Fan touched seemed to have the remaining warmth of Ning Fan's arms.

Thinking of the scene just now, Tan Zixin's heartbeats faster and she is slightly lost. This is the first time she has been hugged by a man...

"It's just a small matter, why do you need to thank me? Since this treasure has been conquered, Bai's great matter has been settled. I will immediately follow Miss Zixin to meet the old Yuan Emperor."

"..." Tan Zixin, who was in a state of loss of consciousness, was stunned like a puppet, and did not hear Ning Fan's words.

"Uh..." Ning Fan silently activated the stolen words and peeked into Zi Xin's thoughts.

He found that what Tan Zixin thought was repeatedly so much that she was hugged by others, and she was already in chaos and was in a daze.

After a while, Tan Zixin came back from her devil's madness. Her face turned redder with shame.

"What did senior just say..." she asked inexplicably.

"Let's go to see the old Yuan Emperor."

"OK!"

"You go by yourself, or will I carry you away?" Ning Fan teased.

"I, I...I'll go by myself...Senior, please follow me." Her face turned redder, and she flashed with the light of escape, and she took Ning Fan to escape from Yunling Pool and flew towards the main hall of the Yuan Palace.

She doesn't want to be hugged by Ning Fan again...probably...

This way to Yuan Palace, Tan Zixin's expression gradually recovered, and the memories of blushing and beating were hidden in his heart.

She did not forget that it was a big deal to treat grandpa's injuries at this moment, and she should not have thought about it like this.

Ning Fan slowed down his escape. Following Tan Zixin, he was neither too fast nor too slow.

The moment of beauty just now has been left behind by Ning Fan.

What I was thinking about was Tan Tianyan's injuries.

The poison that can severely damage Tan Tianyan must be very powerful. I wonder if I can crack this poison and successfully help Tan Tianyan heal...

"See the lady! Uh... I've seen the ancestor Baimu!"

The monk guarding the gate of the Yuan Palace saw Tan Zixin coming from afar, and immediately stepped forward a few steps and bowed with his fists.

When everyone was surprised when they saw Ning Fan talking about Zi Xin.

Didn’t the lady never pretend to be a man, why did she walk with the ancestor Baimu?

And there is still that person in the yen hall today... It seems inappropriate for the lady to walk with the man like this.

That man came for the lady's marriage, and this is the third time he is proposing to marry...

If that person sees the lady walking with the old ancestor Baimu, he will be furious!

Although the ancestor Baimu is powerful, that person is even bigger...

"No gifts. I want to see my grandpa, can my grandpa be in the hall?" Tan Zixin landed on the ground and asked lightly to the guards.

"When you say that, Lao Yuanhuang has not gone out and is meditating in the Yangxin Palace..."

"Okay, I understand, you guys go back. I want to take Senior Bai Mu to see Grandpa and notify the entire palace that no one is allowed to disturb the Yangxin Palace."

"Yes... Miss stayed! I still haven't reported anything..."

"What's the matter?"

"That demon is here to propose marriage again... He is waiting for the lady in Rongtian Palace to come, hoping to see her." The guard said in a panic.

"Why is he here again? I'm not here!"

Tan Zixin frowned slightly.

The person who came to ask for marriage was an upper demon, who was the cultivation level of the third level of the Shaxu Heaven, and was a cultivator from the demon spirit land of the upper realm. He was born in the Huanglong clan, the branch of the True Dragon Clan.

Two hundred years ago when he arrived in the demon world, he met Tan Zixin once.

This person would not pay attention to Tan Zixin, but when he saw Tan Zixin's body contained a trace of yin and yang power, he immediately followed this woman.

Over the past two hundred years, he has been proposing marriage twice, but both of them have been rejected by Tan Zixin.

At that time, when talking about Zi Xin regretting that Lao Yuan Emperor was injured, he once asked this person if he could treat Lao Yuan Emperor.

If this person is willing to help, she can consider the marriage.

But the man said that the old Yuan Emperor was too seriously injured, and he could only be cured by spending the eight-turn medium-grade elixir fusion pills in the Huanglong clan.

The price is too high, and he will not spend such precious elixirs on just a demon in the lower realm.

"This person actually said that my grandfather is a 'subtitle demon in the lower realm'. Even if I die, I will not marry him!" Tan Zixin looked disgusted.

She rarely hates anyone, but the demon cultivator in the upper realm is too annoying.

"The upper realm demon cultivator of the Huanglong clan?"

Ning Fan used the stolen words slightly and had already seen all the thoughts of talking about Zixin.

Although I saw through this woman's thoughts, I didn't ask much.

For Ning Fan, talking about Zi Xin’s marriage has nothing to do with him, and he is not qualified to interfere.

The two walked into the Yuan Hall and went directly to the Yangxin Hall.

When the monks I met along the way, they all showed surprise expressions when they saw Tan Zixin and Ning Fan walking together.

"Miss Zixin really doesn't like 'Senior Chenghuang'? Is it the ancestor Baimu that she likes?"

I walked all the way to the Jinhe Pond outside the Yangxin Palace. No one discussed it.

Because this Jinhe Pond is very close to the Yangxin Palace, Tan Zixin gave instructions in advance that everyone here has left.

The forbidden area was opened here, covering several courtyards near the Yangxin Hall, and outsiders could not notice what was happening here.

The voices of discussion that have been around can't be concealed by Zi Xin and Ning Fan's ears.

Ning Fan's face was as usual, but Tan Zixin's cheeks turned slightly red. He explained to Ning Fan with some embarrassment,

"I, a monk from Yuan Palace, don't know the depth and the details are so irresponsible to you. Please forgive me."

"Who is Chenghuang?" Ning Fan asked deliberately with a smile.

"He...he is a pretentious person, not comparable to his predecessors. The predecessor is a good person, he is not..." Tan Zixin's expression was a little unnatural.

For some reason, she was a little reluctant to let Ning Fan know that she had been asked for a kiss.

Maybe I was afraid that Ning Fan would be angry and annoyed, so I ignored her...

"I'm not a good person..."

Ning Fan laughed and was about to say something again, but his eyes suddenly froze slightly and stopped.
To be continued...