Seeing that Ning Fan had no intention of blaming him, Elder Lu breathed a sigh of relief, put his sword away in the box, put on a smile, and said politely to Ning Fan, "The Immortal Lord of Rain is here today, but are you here to find the young master?"

"Yes. You don't need to protect us here anymore. Please step back today."

Ning Fan withdrew the five-handed Fairy Sword of Rain, the rain stars between his brows flashed slightly, and the look he looked at Elder Lu actually gave Elder Lu a feeling of panic.

He was an old monster who had half-stepped into the Shekong Realm, but he felt a hint of crisis from Ning Fan at this moment.

It’s not the sense of crisis brought about by external objects, but the sense of crisis brought about by Ning Fan’s own strength!

Elder Lu swallowed his saliva, thinking that Ning Fan was indeed a strong man who had broken through the twenty-four tombs. Although he was a ghost, his strength was unfathomable.

He can't break through the twenty-four tombs. After all, there are twenty-four tombs, but there are grave owners in the Shekong realm. Ning Fan can break through, and his strength is naturally higher than his own.

"Haha, since the Immortal Lord of Rain does not want me to disturb you here, I will temporarily retire."

Elder Lu was a sensible person, and he exchanged a few words with Ning Fan before saying goodbye and leaving.

Ning Fan was the only one left on the short mountain. He looked at the palace at the foot of the mountain, smiled slightly, and appeared directly in the palace with a sway.

This palace only has a formation to isolate spiritual thoughts, but there is no formation to block entry and exit.

In the little demon girl's bedroom, there are many female brothers with low cultivation levels serving her here.

As soon as they saw Ning Fan coming, several Nascent Soul female cultivators who did not know Ning Fan immediately stopped Ning Fan and wanted to question him, but were stopped by other female cultivators who knew Ning Fan's identity.

"He is the Immortal Lord of Rain! He is qualified to come here!"

"What! He is the Immortal Lord of Rain! Oh, isn't the Immortal Lord of Rain supposed to have a green face, fangs, and eight arms, yet he looks like this!"

"Looking harmless to humans and animals, their identity is so terrifying!"

"Hush, be quiet! Do you want to save your life? There are some things you shouldn't say nonsense!"

Ning Fan ignored these low-level female cultivators and simply dismissed them temporarily.

He walked towards the little demon girl's bedroom step by step, and smelled a scent of tea outside the bedroom.

It's not the smell of Kirin tea. It's another kind of spiritual tea. Ning Fan doesn't know much about spiritual tea, but he can smell it. This is a kind of carefully concentrated tea.

There was even a sound of chuckle, gently coming out,

"Hehe, my husband is so majestic. My daughter can't drive away Elder Lu's brown candies no matter how hard I try. My husband just said a word and drove him away. He is worthy of being a descendant of chaos."

Naturally, the little demon girl wouldn't be unaware of the huge news of Ning Fan's arrival.

Although the little demon girl had a smile on her face at this moment, she felt a little uneasy in her heart.

With her intelligence, she had vaguely guessed Ning Fan's purpose for coming today. Ning Fan came here because he wanted to eat her up, otherwise there would be no need to send everyone away.

She understood that Ning Fan wanted to help her get rid of her identity as a sacrifice, but she was not mentally prepared at all to have sex with someone.

How can you, a witch, be eaten by others so easily?

"Hehe. Ningyu tea can calm the mind, clear away heat and relieve fire. Any male cultivator can take it. Within a month, he will not develop any *if he moves*, he will feel nauseated, vomiting and diarrhea, and some parts will also be swollen and painful.

Splitting is not effective against female cultivators."

The little demon girl held her fragrant chin in one hand and fiddled with the red clay stove on the table with the other hand, cooking Ning Yu tea with an evil smile on her lips.

I believe that after Ning Fan drinks this tea, he will no longer be able to have sexual desire for her. Naturally, he will also be unable to have sex with her.

The moment Ning Fan pushed the door open, the little demon girl put away her evil smile. She looked at Ning Fan with a smile, with a harmless expression.

After Ning Fan sat across from her, she took out the glass teacup as before and filled Ning Fan with a cup of spiritual tea.

"Has your husband's injury healed?" the little demon girl blinked her eyes and asked innocently.

"It's healed. There's no need to worry, Ah Ci." Ning Fan played with the tea cup in his hand and smiled slightly, as if he had discovered something, but also as if he had discovered nothing.

"My husband saved me from danger and helped me get rid of my identity as a sacrifice. I have nothing to repay, so I can only offer tea instead of wine and give you a toast to my husband!"

The little demon girl calmly drank a cup of spiritual tea, and immediately looked at Ning Fan with beautiful eyes, as if urging him to drink a cup together.

Ning Fan tapped his knuckles on the sandalwood table and looked at the little enchantress with a half-smile.

He doesn't know much about spiritual tea, but his perception of desire is extremely sensitive.

If you drink this spiritual tea, the average male cultivator will probably have to hang your head in a few months.

"Aci really wants me to drink this cup of spiritual tea?" Ning Fan asked with a smile.

"Yes, my husband is a little angry. Why don't you drink a cup of spiritual tea to calm it down?" The little enchantress Qian smiled charmingly back at Ning Fan.

"Okay, it's time to calm down the fire, but just a cup of spiritual tea doesn't seem to be enough."

Ning Fan picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp. Ning Yu's tea entered his stomach. It had almost no medicinal effect on Ning Fan who had the bone of six desires.

Seeing Ning Fan drinking the spirit tea, the little demon girl immediately smiled evilly, thinking she had a trick.

Ning Fan stood up with a calm expression, waved his hand, and set up an isolation formation in the bedroom.

"Hehe, why did you set up a formation in my bedroom? I don't know. I thought you wanted to do something to me."

At this moment, the little demon girl was not worried at all about what Ning Fan would do to her. In a flash, she was half leaning on the imperial concubine's couch, gently swaying her legs.

The snow-white and smooth little feet swayed gently, as if they wanted to deliberately awaken Ning Fan's desire and trigger the spiritual tea to take effect.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, she even stretched out slightly, revealing a large section of her white jade-like lotus arms, and let out a soft cat-like sound, which was extremely alluring.

A pair of black gem-like eyes, as if dripping water, looked at Ning Fan with a half-smile.

"Husband, I feel so uncomfortable, please help!"

On purpose, she definitely did it on purpose.

The little demon girl teased Ning Fan wantonly, trying to arouse Ning Fan's desire and make Ning Yu tea take effect.

She waited to see Ning Fan holding a swollen and sore part, showing slight pain, but this scene seemed to have not appeared for a long time.

"You really want to seduce me?"

Ning Fan still smiled, and poured another cup of spiritual tea in a hurry, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Hehe. My little girl has nothing to repay, so she can only promise her with her body. Why hasn't your husband come to pick it up? My little girl feels so uncomfortable." The little demon girl giggled, but suddenly she felt something bad in her heart.

Before he could figure out where the bad feeling came from, Ning Fan had already stood up and walked towards the imperial concubine's bed step by step. There was a slight look of lust in his eyes, but Ning Yu's tea had not taken effect.

"Misstep! This tea is actually ineffective on Xiao Fanfan!"

The little demon girl finally understood where her bad feeling came from. Her pretty face turned red, she let out a sigh, and jumped up from the imperial concubine's bed, trying to escape.

Unfortunately, before she could escape even two steps, she was imprisoned by a pair of iron-like arms. The next moment, she felt her body light up, and she was lifted up by Ning Fan, placed on the imperial concubine's bed, and then pressed down.

"Xiao Fanfan, no!" The little demon girl pushed Ning Fan's chest without tears, but she couldn't move it.

He kicked his little foot towards something in Ning Fan's direction, but Ning Fan directly held his ankle. He then stroked it along the smooth ankle and into the skirt, feeling soft and smooth to the touch.

But when I heard the sound of clothes breaking, the black skirt of the little demon girl was immediately shattered into rags on the ground.

As Ning Fan caressed her, her breathing gradually became faster, she gasped again and again, and her pretty face was so red that it could bleed.

The weak resistance in "Xiao Fanfan's hands" can't stop what is about to happen.

The petite body was completely imprisoned and could only sink a little bit

Her softness was possessed by him. He was unable to stop it and did not want to stop it.

In the bedroom, I don't know when it started, but gradually a woman's moans that sounded like pain and joy could be heard.

It wasn't until late at night that the whisper gradually died down.

The red clay stove on the sandalwood table has long been extinguished, and the room is filled with the smell of mist.

The little demon girl was naked and curled up in Ning Fan's arms like a cat. There seemed to be a few tears hanging on her brows, and she was sleeping gently.

The muddy place is full of blood, and the blood is red and charming.

Ning Fan looked at the little demon girl's tears and was speechless.

These tears are all lies. The first time he conquered her, but the next few times, she was ruthlessly retaliating and plundering him.

Although he had tasted the taste of the little witch many times during the calamity of life and death, this time, it was the most real and beautiful one.

"Xiao Fanfan is indeed shameless and worthy of being a descendant of the ancient times. I like it," the little demon girl muttered in her sleep. The words she spoke in her sleep once again made Ning Fan dumbfounded.

But when Ning Fan looked inside, his eyes became a little serious.

After a while, Ning Fan actually had a trace of indescribable power in his body.

There was a little more dark substance in his blood

If he had melted the thoughts of calamity before, and there was some more calamity blood in his body, then this time, when he had sex with the little demon girl, there was actually a trace of dark blood in his body.

Mobilizing the power of the dark blood in his body, Ning Fan stretched out his palm and thought.

Outside the bedroom, in the night, traces of dark power immediately gathered towards his palm.

"This is the power of the palm!"

Ning Fan's eyes suddenly changed. Once there was a trace of dark blood in his body, he could actually activate a trace of the power of the secret Dao Principle!

In the past, he could only rely on the power of Yu Yin and Yang to activate a hint of Yu Dao Principle's palm power, but now, there is another secret Dao Principle!

"Could this dark blood be the reason why the dark tribe attacked the female cultivator of the Xiao family!"
To be continued...