Three days later, Ning Fan sent Bai Su back to Gusu.

After staying for another month, he returned to Yue alone.

He did not know what earth-shaking changes had taken place in Zhongshan Kingdom after he left it.

Countless Nascent Souls, transformed gods, and even old monsters who refined the void, traveled thousands of miles to the Zhongshan Kingdom and desperately befriended the Qingjian Sect.

What's the reason... Shi Ming is the 'son' of Emperor Niyunyu, do you need more reasons to make friends with him?

Looking at the many old monsters who were flattering him, Master Qingjian smiled bitterly.

Any one of the people here could conquer the Zhongshan Kingdom, and they were an existence that was beyond his reach.

Unexpectedly...

He originally just wanted to find a son-in-law who was good to his daughter, but he never thought that he would find a son-in-law with such a terrifying background.

Shi Ming stood on the top of Qingjian Mountain and stood there for seven days.

"Husband, don't be sad, your father-in-law and mother-in-law will come back to see you." Feng Qing'er snuggled next to Shi Ming and advised.

She thought that Shi Ming was missing Ning Fan and Bai Su.

"No, I'm not sad, I'm just sighing... I have been chasing that person's footsteps, practicing hard, and want to be his arms one day. Now I realize how difficult it is to catch up in his footsteps.

..." Shi Ming sighed.

"Husband..." Feng Qing'er didn't know how to coax Shi Ming, so she bit her lip and remained silent.

"However, I will not give up. I will follow that person's footsteps, catch up step by step, and become as strong as him, strong enough to protect the one I love from being hurt... I will not let him down!

"

Shi Ming's eyes showed overwhelming fighting intent. Such a gaze made Feng Qing'er intoxicated.

"Husband, I can definitely do it. Qing'er believes in you..."

...

Su Yan, Gu Shiniang, and the three girls Fenchi have recently been busy simplifying the magic patterns of the four tribes, trying to make the magic patterns more suitable for low-level monks to inscribe.

They are the demon concubines of the Lanjiao Clan, the Ghost Eye Clan, and the Six-Wing Clan respectively. They are naturally proficient in the magic pattern technique.

Feng Xueyan is also a demon concubine, but she is just a guy who eats and drinks...

"Sister Yan, the master is about to ascend, why don't you go and see him?" Gu Shiniang looked at Su Yan with pity in the Demon Pattern Palace of Qimei City.

"Look at him, who am I qualified to look at him..." Su Yan sighed quietly.

"Why are you not qualified? Among the three of us, you are the only one who is qualified." Fen Chi looked at Su Yan enviously.

They were both demon concubines, but both Fen Yi and Gu Shiniang knew that Ning Fan had never been attracted to them. He was only interested in Su Yan.

Gu Shiniang begged Ning Fan to kill Elder Guimu, and Ning Fan agreed and took her away.

Burning Wings was brought by Ning Fan from the Six Wings Clan.

From the beginning to the end, Ning Fan was alienated from both of them. It was not that he treated them badly, but he had no intention and only kindness.

"I...I'm not qualified..." Su Yan's eyes were filled with self-harm.

There are too many outstanding women around Ning Fan, but she is just the inconspicuous one.

In the Lanjiao Clan, she was rescued by Ning Fan, but she was never able to repay him.

Unable to repay, when Ning Fan faced Suixu's powerful enemy, she was unable to help him at all.

"Why are you not qualified?" Ning Fan walked into the Demon Pattern Palace with a smile. The three women were so frightened that they stood up and saluted respectfully.

"Why are you so angry? You continue to be busy. I will just watch from the side and won't disturb you."

"yes."

The three girls followed the instructions, sat down again, gathered around the jade table, and repeatedly drew mysterious magic patterns on the rice paper.

Ning Fan watched quietly and did not make any noise to disturb him.

He did not engrave all the magic patterns of the four tribes back then. Nor will he inscribe them in the future.

His magic pattern is the Demonic Pattern, and he does not need these low-level magic patterns.

However, Ning Fan had to admit that the three women were indeed very accomplished in magic patterns.

After some improvements, even the Pulse-Bearing Monk can carve a magic pattern on his body to increase his physical strength.

Among the three women, Su Yan has the highest attainment in magic patterns.

She was once the head of the Lanjiao Clan, and her experience and experience are unmatched by the other two women.

The person who made the greatest contribution to improving the magic patterns must be her.

Gu Shiniang, Fenyi frowned and couldn't find any clue as to how to continue to improve the magic pattern.

Su Yan had a clear mind, and with her hands on the pen, she improved the magic patterns bit by bit.

It's just that my heart is too exhausted, my face can't help but look a little pale, and my forehead is covered with sweat.

She was concentrating on designing the magic pattern, when suddenly her delicate body tensed up.

Ning Fan actually held a handkerchief and was wiping the sweat from her forehead.

"Don't...don't be like this..." Su Yan was a little flustered.

"Am I disturbing you?" Ning Fan asked with a smile.

"no..."

"Well, then you can continue your work and I won't disturb you."

Su Yan was speechless, her mind had been completely disturbed by Ning Fan and she couldn't concentrate anymore, okay?

Treat him like a tree, treat him like a tree, treat him like a tree...

Su Yan silently recited the spell in her heart, gradually put Ning Fan behind her and redesigned the magic pattern.

Ning Fan's head was full of black lines. He had the art of whispering, so he didn't know what Su Yan was thinking at this moment.

She thought of him as a tree...

Okay, just one tree.

While Su Yan was concentrating on it, Ning Fan quietly held Su Yan's hand and injected the magic power into Su Yan's body.

Su Yan's pale face gradually turned normal rosy, and then turned red with embarrassment.

"You...can you leave for a while..." Su Yan said helplessly.

"Am I disturbing you?" Ning Fan asked with a smile.

"No..."

"Oh, then keep busy and ignore me. I am a tree anyway."

Su Yan's pretty face turned even redder, he had actually seen through her thoughts...

Feeling Ning Fan's magic power entering her body, Su Yan felt a little sweet in her heart.

That's all, let him continue to be annoying here.

There's nothing wrong with that...

The profile of the face that was originally self-inflicted evoked a touching smile.

Even though she was disturbed, Su Yan felt that her thoughts were clearer. Before dark, she finally made preliminary improvements to the magic pattern.

Ning Fan, on the other hand, held her hand for a whole day.

Su Yan gently took out her soft palm, stood up and stretched herself tiredly. Then, Gu Shiniang and Fen Yi had left without knowing it.

The moonlight in You Jing's Demon Pattern Palace was dim. Only she and Ning Fan...

"Your hands are very cold. I think it's because you've been too busy recently and you're a little weak. There's no need to rush into improving the magic pattern. It's too labor-intensive, but you can work on it slowly." Ning Fan looked at Su Yan with concern. That look in his eyes,

This made Su Yan dodge a little.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Ning Fan asked with a smile.

"What can I say..." Su Yan lowered her head and said nothing, like a resentful dragon girl.

She has three thousand black hairs like a waterfall, and two delicate jade-colored horns on her head, which is quite cute.

"Do you want to go back to the Lanjiao Clan? If you want, I can lift the suppression of the Lanjiao Clan..." Before Ning Fan could finish his words, he looked into Su Yan's sad eyes.

"You want to drive me away, don't you? You clearly know that the Lanjiao Clan is no longer my home..."

"Sorry, I saw you were in a low mood. I thought you missed home. If you don't want to leave, this Yue country is your home, and no one will drive you away."

Ning Fan smiled apologetically, stretched out his hand, and played with the small jade horn on Su Yan's head. Su Yan's pretty face turned red, but she did not resist.

"If one day I die fighting in Dongtian..." Ning Fan said lightly.

"You can't die!" Su Yan suddenly said nervously.

"I haven't finished speaking yet. Of course I won't die. I mean, if one day I die in battle in the East, I don't know who else will be lucky enough to caress your little horns, just to touch these little horns from time to time. I
To be continued...