In the end, even Feng Xueyan, who turned into a snowman, could not stop his curiosity and took a sip of spiritual wine, but fell to the ground gloriously.

Ning Fan walked into the other courtyard and felt helpless when he saw the five people eating and drinking lying on the ground.

He carried Feng Xueyan and others back to their respective rooms one by one. Finally, Ning Fan carried Zhihe back to the room and placed her on the couch.

The other little girls drank less and got drunk immediately, but it didn't take long for them to sober up.

After all, the little girls all have cultivation bases.

Only the silly girl Zhi He drank the most and made Ning Fan feel the most distressed.

She didn't say anything, she didn't say anything, and suddenly she just wanted to drink.

She wanted to get drunk because her brother Fan was leaving and she couldn't bear it, but she didn't say anything.

"Silly girl..."

Ning Fan sighed apologetically, if he could, he didn't care about cultivation, he just wanted to stay in Yue Kingdom for the rest of his life.

But there are still too many overt and covert powerful enemies ahead. If we don't continue walking, we won't be able to protect anything.

Ning Fan soaked a towel in water and boiled some hot water. He wanted to wipe Zhihe's face so she could sober up, and then give her some hangover elixirs to save her from feeling uncomfortable when she woke up with a hangover.

When I returned to the couch, I saw the paper crane lying half sideways, lying very dishonestly.

The fox fur fell to the ground, and the belt of the dirty clothes was untied at some point, revealing the lotus-colored bellyband underneath.

Her little white hands were vaguely picking at the outer fold of her clothes. She didn't know why she felt uncomfortable. She frowned slightly and twisted her body with half-closed eyes.

He murmured in his mouth, "Brother Fan...are you going to be away for a long time...Zhihe will miss you...Zhihe will be reluctant to leave..."

Ning Fan's heart ached, he couldn't let go of the paper cranes or the seven plums, but how could he keep these women by his side.

Do you want them to kill with you?

Let them witness the cruelty of the world of cultivation?

Or should they be imprisoned in the cauldron ring and accompany Ning Fan to danger?

The Rain Realm is safe and peaceful, but there is no Ning Fan...

"I'm sorry..." Ning Fan sat beside the couch, pulled the thin quilt over and covered the paper crane.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the quilt was covered, the paper crane was pulled aside with a wave of his little hand, and he kicked his feet. One of his shoes fell off, and the plain white socks were half-tied, revealing a white and tender ankle.

Then he turned over and lay on his back, snorting slightly from his nose, frowning more tightly, and pouting his lips slightly, acting like a coquettish rabbit.

"Brother Fan...Zhihe is willing to be your cauldron forever...because if it is a cauldron, I can accompany you in danger, live with you, and die with you..."

The low voice made Ning Fan feel even more guilty.

The paper crane turned over slightly again, and the clothes that had been untied earlier were completely open. The bellyband was originally covered by outer clothes and could not be seen.

This exposure was almost tilted to one side, and half of the shoulder was exposed on the other side, and the soft snow on one side of the chest was not covered at all. The bright red color seemed to have caught the cold, and it stood up slowly and tremblingly.

Too tempting...

"Brother Fan, Zhihe feels uncomfortable..." She hummed, vaguely opened her sleepy eyes, and grabbed Ning Fan's sleeves with her little hands.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Ning Fan said gently.

"Here, here, and here...and, here."

The paper crane pointed randomly at her delicate body, but in the end, it pointed at her heart.

It's uncomfortable there, it's really uncomfortable there.

She really couldn't let go of Ning Fan, but she knew that everything Ning Fan did was for herself.

"Okay, I won't feel uncomfortable soon."

The bed curtain was gently lowered, Ning Fan took off his clothes and pressed them down.

"Brother Fan, go home early..." Zhihe said with tears in his eyes.

"Um..."

"Don't die..."

"Um..."

A year later, the Evil Emperor Yun Yu of the Rain Realm announced his retreat, and few people knew where he had gone.

Only a few people know that Ning Fan has embarked on the road to ascension.

The only ones left with him were the cauldrons, the Nili, and the little Mu Weiliang.

The reason why I took this little one to heaven was naturally to find the Immortal Soul Grass and help her grow up.

Once you leave, the mountains and rivers will remain silent forever, and you will never look back!
Chapter completed!