The sun is warm, but Qimei Ice City is slightly cold.

Ning Fan, wearing white clothes and a black cloak, walked out of the Sifan Palace leisurely. Behind him, two steps away, followed the paper crane on tiptoe. His hair bun had been replaced by a girl's bun, and he was covered with a thick fox fur. His little hands were still red from the cold.

"Brother Fan... aren't you cold, wearing so many clothes?" Zhihe asked with concern, rubbing his little hands.

"It's cold, but as soon as you asked, I stopped being cold. It's really strange." Ning Fan turned around and laughed, making Zhihe blush inexplicably.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of preparing the antidote, Ning Fan left Sifan Palace and took the paper crane out for a walk. The two had to cultivate their relationship. After all, they were already married.

Otherwise, when Ning Fanzhen and Zhihe cultivate together, they will not be able to do anything.

The boy was handsome and the girl was shy. What a wonderful atmosphere, but it was ruined by the old devil.

The old demon walked carelessly in front of the two of them, leading the way. The demon cultivators along the way, looking at Ning Fan, all hurriedly avoided like the god of plague.

"Haha, you two go on, just pretend that I don't exist."

The old devil was very happy. His gloomy face in the past was now smiling like a chrysanthemum. Why? Because his meridians are expected to be cured.

Those demon cultivators saw the old demon smiling and hurriedly avoided it. In their impression, the old demon frowned, but he was actually happy. But when the old demon smiled, he usually wanted to kill someone.

"Oh my, that young man is the city lord's new apprentice? It's over, he is dead, he must be the city lord who angered him." Everyone sympathized with Ning Fan.

The south city of Qimei City is a market selling various elixirs, magic weapons, and spiritual equipment, while the north city is the old devil's treasury and medicine garden.

The medicine garden is called Meizhuang. It uses flames as bricks and is built into four dimensions. In the middle, the four seasons are like spring, and the elixirs are full of vitality. The ceiling is an array of light curtains that cannot be entered by people, but the sun can shine in. Outside Meizhuang,

There is a black-armored army stationed there, about 400 men in total, each with seven blood plum blossoms embroidered on their shoulders.

The commander of the black armored army was a two-foot-tall iron man with spiritual cultivation. He entered the city to greet the old demon that day. Ning Fan had met this man once before.

When the tough man saw the old devil approaching, he suddenly bowed down, and the four hundred black guards all fell down in obeisance.

"Commander of Mei Guards, Wei Chi, see the city lord! See... Young Master..." The four hundred Mei Guards bowed down to Ning Fan, all of them were reluctant.

"No gifts, just give it to me...wait a minute, I'm in a good mood today, so you don't have to get out. Come here and give me a look at my apprentice."

The old devil laughed. This smile made the four hundred Mei guards feel a chill in their backs. However, they did not dare to disobey the old devil's order. They hurriedly gathered and stood in a circular formation. They were all uneasy in their hearts.

It’s over! The city lord is laughing! The city wants to kill people! Could it be that we didn’t do a good job guarding Meizhuang!

This circular formation is called the "Liangyi Luanmei Formation". Everyone took a few breaths and lined up neatly, as if they were well-trained.

At this scene, the old devil's face became filled with pride, an expression he had not shown in forty years.

"Boy Ning, look at it, this is one of my 'Three Guards', Mei Guard! A Fusion Spirit, with four hundred pulses and five levels, can be dragged out to destroy a mortal country with ease, and kick the last sect of the righteous path.

It’s more than enough. Mr. Ning, give me a few words of evaluation, what do you think of my Mei Wei!”

The old devil's ass and painted face were showing off. For some reason, he especially wanted to hear Ning Fan's praise.

Yuchi and the four hundred Meiwei guards were all flattered when they heard the old devil's praise. You know, they had sacrificed their lives for the old devil for forty years, but they had never received any praise!

They no longer trembled or were afraid, and they all stood upright. In their opinion, the old devil wanted to show off his power to his new disciples. The old devil wanted to save face, and as his subordinates, they had to help the old devil earn face.

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They didn't care at all about Ning Fan's evaluation.

Mighty? Powerful? Or ruthless? Fierce? Anyway, they should all be compliments. They didn't think that Ning Fan, who was only at the first level of Pimai, dared to say something unpleasant in front of four hundred masters and the old devil.

"Master asked me to evaluate you, so I'll just say a few words..." Ning Fan's tone was calm, but the words he said made Lao Mo and Mei Weiju's expressions change.

"The four hundred Mei Guards may be elites in the righteous way, but in the devil's way, they are just...a ragtag group of people!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the four hundred masters all looked furious, wishing to kill Ning Fan on the spot. How dare a mere junior speak out such arrogant words!

But the old devil, when Ning Fan said it, he was angry at first, but then he thought there was something in Ning Fan's words, and showed a thoughtful expression.

"Boss Ning, tell me why they are a mob. I want to hear it too..."

If other masters say this about Mei Wei, Lao Mo will definitely fall out with others, because Lao Mo protects his shortcomings.

But when Ning Fan said this, the old devil knew that Ning Fan was not a sensationalist.

"Three reasons. First, as demon cultivators, they don't have enough murderous intent."

"What? Not murderous enough? Haha! Nonsense!"

"Forty years ago, when I killed someone, you were not even born yet!"

A group of plum guards were noisy, and some even drew their weapons, as if they were going to attack Ning Fan. The little paper crane was so frightened that he grabbed Ning Fan's sleeves, but the old devil remained indifferent.

But Ning Fan, facing the four hundred murderous Mei Guards, closed his eyes and only sneered.

"If someone provokes you, your mood will become unstable. This is proof that your murderous intent is insufficient. A true demon cultivator, with a murderous intent to stabilize his mind, has a heart as hard as stone, and will not waver in the face of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. You can't do that.

Forty years ago, you may have been considered elite demon cultivators, but forty years later, you are enjoying yourself in Qimei City and have lost your demonic heart and murderous intent. You are weak, too weak."

Ning Fan's voice was not loud, but gradually, when the demon cultivators heard this, their faces turned red, but they slowly put away their weapons.

It's irrefutable, Ning Fan is right, so right.

Forty years ago, they, Mei Wei, followed Lao Mo and fought against the righteous path of the country of Yue in the name of the "Three Black Demon Army", and their demonic reputation spread far and wide. But forty years ago, Lao Mo disbanded the Black Demon Sect and joined the Ghost Birds.

Zong, and Meiwei also followed the old devil to retreat to Qimei City, and only completed the task of guarding the medicine garden without killing any more.

Even if they killed people occasionally, they would only kill some kittens and puppies that stole medicine. Back then, under the leadership of Lao Mo, they, Mei Wei, dared to directly attack the most decent sect in the Yue Kingdom.

Why don't they want to return to the devil's way, to proudly cross the country again, and travel across the rain world, but unfortunately, they can't. Because the old devil is injured, and is retreating to heal his injuries, and they hide their murderous intentions and lose their murderous intention, just because they don't want to.

Bring trouble to the old devil.

Unexpectedly, a mere junior from the first level of Pimai could see the helplessness of himself and others at a glance. This junior has such a keen eye.

Although they were not happy about Ning Fan's insult, no one from Yuchi or the 400 Mei Guards spoke up to defend him.

They knew that Ning Fan was right, but they still looked down on him.

"What does this kid know? We don't want to kill the enemy! We are just here to live in seclusion and be loyal!"

The old devil remained silent, only slowly closing his eyes with a hint of shame.

But Ning Fan continued.

"You are not convinced. Even if I am right, you are still not convinced. You think that you are just loyal to the Lord and have lost your murderous intent. As long as you return to the battlefield one day, you can regain your murderous intent and become a demon again. You are wrong..."

"Murderous aura is not a murderous aura, but a kind of power, a kind of demonic power. Like an unsheathed magic sword, people dare not look at it. There are demons who plant flowers and fish, farm, read and travel, but their murderous aura has not weakened, and

It hides its sharp edge and becomes deeper. Once it is used, the demonic power becomes more powerful. Master asked you to guard Meizhuang, perhaps so that you can learn to restrain your sharpness. But you did not understand Master's intention. Gradually, Master asked you to guard Meizhuang.

, you really only care about Zhuangzi, if you were asked to kill the Taixu Sect now, would you dare?"

After Ning Fan spoke, the whole place was silent.

"What do you think of my murderous aura? My murderous aura is countless times stronger than yours." Ning Fan smiled.

Yuchi and the four hundred plum guards all looked up at Ning Fan and shook their heads.

They agreed with Ning Fan's point of view, but they did not think that Ning Fan had any murderous intent or demonic power in him.

Ning Fan is just a junior at the first level of Pimai. He may have unique insights and keen vision, but he is too young and his cultivation is too weak. It is impossible for him to have killed anyone, and he cannot have a deep understanding of the devil. How can he have murderous intent and devilishness?

Powerful?

"Don't you believe that my murderous demonic power far exceeds yours?"

"I don't believe it." Yuchi frowned.

"Then I will show you my murderous aura."

At this moment, Ning Fan closed his eyes and recalled the killings of Emperor Luan Gu in his mind. He had the memory of the Immortal Emperor.

In the void, countless masters who were far superior to Suixu were slapped to death by Luan Gu.

In the star field, the stars of the Immortal Palace were crushed by Luan Gu with one finger.

The Luangu Immortal Emperor has killed more people in his lifetime than the entire Rain Realm combined!

At this moment, Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes, filled with the murderous intention of his entire life.

At this moment, an aura like a wild beast emerged from Ning Fan.

Under his gaze, the expressions of the four hundred plum guards all changed drastically, as if it was not Ning Fan who was staring at them, but the Immortal Emperor!

Terror, confusion, helplessness, fear, and heavy emotions echoed in their hearts, but no one dared to look at Ning Fan!

"This is the murderous intention of the young master. How many people have the young master killed?"

Yuchi, a master of integrating spirits, is hard to calm down.
Chapter completed!