Jian Fan didn't know whether he didn't see it, or he did it on purpose.
He kicked Fei Liaoxi's butt and hit the red heart.
Fei Liaoxi rubbed his poor butt and grabbed a rose in time with one hand.
Flower branches, the whole body is dangling in the air.
He wasn't afraid at all.
When he saw Jian Fan yelling at him to run, he didn't show any pretense or pretend to say "I want to be with you, aunt" or anything like that.
He quickly slid towards the ground.
He had walked this road so many times that he could recognize it even with his eyes closed.
When Jian Fan kicked him, he stuffed a note in his hand.
He wrote down everything about where to go, who to look for, and how to hide his aura as a human being.
He was reassured.
But shouldn't there be no one in front of the palace?
Why is his uncle standing there with a strange man?
Is he waiting for him?
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Fei Liaoxi raised his hand, and just as he was about to say hello, Rong Yan teleported behind him and also kicked him in the butt.
The position was exactly the same as Jian Fan's kick.
"Ouch" Fei Liaoxi said in his heart, uncle, I really believe that you and my aunt really love each other, but can you not bully me, a single dog with an anus?
The little anus is very fragile.
"Brother, can you move yourself away?"
The sound from above made Feilioxi wake up from his secret curse.
At that time, his expression was shocked.
He, a national soldier with upright roots who grew up under the flag of the Dragon Kingdom, was actually hugged by a man and princess who looked like a woman.
Oh my god, Dad, your son’s early birthday is not even guaranteed, let alone his late birthday.
Ao saw Rong Nan throw a grown man into his arms, and by the way said that this was Jian Fan's nephew, he had no choice but to catch it.
This man was jealous and ran away.
What the hell is wrong?
This guy is back again.
What is he doing?
"Brother, do you know where the demon king's palace is?"
Feiliao Xi ran out and looked at the dark streets.
He sighed, mustered up the courage and ran back again, asking Ao Ao. palace.
"Why are you looking for the Demon King's Palace?"
"My aunt is the one Jian Fan asked me to find.
She said she wanted to find the most beautiful man among them and ask him to take me home."
Fei Liaoxi dragged her out and felt relieved when she saw Rong Nan.
Half of them also felt trustful towards Ao.
Is this the most beautiful man being praised?
Ao held that strange compliment and showed a weird smile.
He suddenly waved, and a fully armed demon soldier appeared behind him.
"Send this one out of the demon world together with the two who just arrived in the royal city."
He ordered.
The demon world is a demon world, not a place for humans.
The demonic atmosphere here is strong, and it will have a bad impact on humans if they stay for a long time.
They are all people Jian Fan knows.
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If something happens here, he, the host, will feel embarrassed.
"Yes, please come with me."
The demon soldier said politely.
With a big hand, Fei Liaoxi, who was one size smaller than him, was easily caught in his hand.
He screamed and looked confused all the way.
Qin Ge and Li Xiao were sent out of the demon world together with the pigs and dogs who had just arrived in the royal city.
No matter how hard they try, they can't enter the demon world.
On the other side of the demon world, Ao stood alone in front of the palace for a while.
He suddenly stretched out and said, "Go back to sleep.
You can solve your own affairs."
The demon king turned around and left gracefully.
At the same time, Jian Fan sent Feiliao Xi away, and a red figure flashed behind her.
The copper coin sword on Jian Fan's waist stiffened instantly.
With a "tear" sound, the shadow of the sword swiped across his clothes.
Although Jian Fan reacted in time, a scratch was still left on his chest.
Today's clothes are not Taoist robes.
Jian Fan feels distressed and angry.
"Perhaps we should come to an end today."
That broken gong-like voice is the signature thing of blood slaves.
Today she was wearing a rare bright red dress.
If you pay close attention, you can see that it is the style that Jian Fan wore a few years ago.
She was holding a red ribbon in her hand, and she threw aside the long sword that had attacked Jian Fan before.
The red damask was soaked in blood and smelled of murder.
"Who are you?
Are you Xiaogu?"
Not only were his clothes torn, but the skin on his chest was also severely torn.
The sweet smell of Jian Fan's divine blood filled the air.
The blood slave's eyes widened, this was absolutely delicious.
She didn't answer Jian Fan's question, and rushed towards Jian Fan unceremoniously with blood-red eyes.
The red silk was flying, and she actually wanted to tie Jian Fan's hands and feet directly.
"You" Before Jian Fan could say a complete sentence, the figure of the blood slave was already in front of him.
Those blood-red eyes were not human at all.
That's right, Fan Shen is not a human being.
Fan Gu, who is the daughter of Fan Shen and Xiao Ruanxin, is at least a half-demon who has inherited the bloodline of a great demon.
I don't know why she inspired her demonic nature.
This is quite satisfying.
The scars on my body probably came from that time as well.
But now was not the time to think wildly.
The copper coin sword in Jian Fan's hand scattered into countless coins and attacked the blood slave's head.
Five yellow talismans suddenly appeared in her hand, sticking to her fingertips and standing obediently.
"Wind, rain, thunder, lightning, fire, go."
The five talismans shot out like lightning in an instant.
She closed her eyes, but determination gradually gathered in her eyes.
The look in the blood slave's eyes had changed.
She was merciless in her actions, but the pain in Jian Fan's chest was still there.
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"Are you serious?"
Jian Fan covered his chest and took a step back.
The blood slave was entangled with five talismans.
Her hoarse voice emerged from the constant explosions, "I have always been serious.
It was the master who asked me to get close to you.
I thought we could be true friends, but it turned out But you compete with me for the master.
I'm so sorry, Xiao Fan.
When I was thrown into the Cave of Ten Thousand Monsters, I had predicted that you and I were destined to be enemies. " After saying this, the red silk in the blood slave's hand glowed red, and a blood-like color spurted out.
The talisman was stained with dirt, and made a corroding sound of "sizzling".
"So that's it.
When I asked why your background was so clean in the first place, it turned out that Xiao Weihan also had a hand in it."
The blood slave's movements suddenly paused.
She could not move another step.
Suddenly, there was a rapid squeezing in her lungs.
The old injuries injured by Xiao Weihan were added to the new injuries.
She could no longer support it and coughed up blood.
Come on, fall to the ground.
Rong Nan walked past the blood slave, and the corners of his pure white clothes were not stained with any blood on the ground.
The living person lying on the ground was no different from dust.
"Fan Fan, let's go find your memory."
He stretched out his hand towards Jian Fan.
The black hair seemed to have a double image, and a faint white color floated out.
Ao has already gone after Fan Shen and the Holy Girl.
All he needs to do is take Jian Fan with him.
"Don't think that the master will not let you hurt the saint."
Although he kept coughing up blood, when he heard that they were going to touch the treasure that Xiao Weihan seemed to hold dear, the blood slave still struggled and made a sound.
"Xiao Weihan, huh, he's nothing."
Rong Nan walked to Jian Fan.
He didn't plan to go back the way he came.
It would be a good shortcut to take Jian Fan directly through the window.
"What kind of thing am I?
You will know if you try it yourself, Lord Di.
We probably haven't had a good fight yet.
By the way, have you found the person you have been tracking?"
said Cao Cao.
Cao Cao arrived , Xiao Weihan was still out of breath.
After all, which man could still speak well after receiving such a heavy blow?
"Xiao Fan, you are really cruel."
He looked at Jian Fan with a wry smile.
There was still a thin layer of sweat on his forehead due to the blow.
"Tell me where A-Jian is, and I will spare your life, and my men will be defeated."
Rong Nan said every word, especially the last four words.
Xiao Weihan and Rong Nan fought on the road in front of Nuanshi's gate and ended in a disastrous defeat.
It's easy to say that, it's absolutely true.
But Xiao Weihan was very calm this time.
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He was just a little rough with the blood slaves.
"I say, Lord Dijun, who is so high above us, do you dare to compete with that person who has been imprisoned in the nineteen levels of hell for countless days?
Do you dare to compete with your biological brother who is a prisoner?"
He showed a crazy look and laughed.
More than that, "I know, you don't dare, haha, you don't dare.
You have never been your brother's opponent in fighting."
"How do you know I don't dare?
Where is A Jian?
You are a half-demon and shouldn't exist.
Xiao Weihan, I'll say it again, tell me where A Jian is?"
Rong Nan's nails dug into her palms, Jane Shige tugged at his sleeve.
The smell of blood became stronger again, and the blood slave on the ground who had lost too much blood began to struggle unconsciously, trembling and curling up on the ground unconsciously.
"Don't you just want to know?
He has been gone for so long and you have never caught him.
Why do you think you can defeat him?
You are a waste."
Xiao Weihan's words became more and more sharp.
The smile on his face grew bigger and bigger.
I don't know which words touched Rong Yan's nerve.
He gently shook off Jian Fan's hand, and held the big hand in vain.
Xiao Weihan seemed to be grabbed by the neck from a distance, and his feet gradually moved away. land.
"Hahaha, you are scared.
You can watch your parents die in front of you, and you can personally send your own brother to the 19th level of hell to suppress him forever.
You are not a god, you are the biggest devil.
Ahem."
Xiao Weihan's skin was cold, and there was no obvious difference from Rong Ren's body temperature.
His neck was held in Rong Nan's hand.
The colder Rong Nan's expression became, the more exaggerated his smile became.
"Ananda" Rong Nan's hand tightened tighter and tighter.
Jian Fan looked at his hand that was thrown away and ran up.
"Ananda, now that you have strangled Xiao Weihan to death, don't you know where that Ajian has gone?"
There were strong emotions in my heart, and I didn't want Xiao Weihan to die.
"Fan Fan, I already know."
Although he was in great pain, Rong Nan still listened to Jian Fan's words and relaxed his hand, "What I have in my hand is my biological brother Rong Jian, who escaped from the nineteenth level of hell.
The biggest fugitive."
Tolerant brother "Do you think I don't know?
Fan Fan reminded me that it is possible for you to tear apart your own soul and enter reincarnation, and then be reborn again.
Finally, as long as the body escapes from hell, it can be fused without being noticed.
Ah.
"Jiang, you are still as ruthless as before."
There was a look of nostalgia in Rong Nan's eyes, but at the same time, there was also a look of ruthlessness.
"You are different from ordinary people, so you should go back to hell."
"Brother Han" Before Rong Nan finished speaking, Chang Xie's voice suddenly sounded.
Changxie couldn't get rid of Xiao Weihan, but she had a hundred courage to get rid of Fan Shen.
As soon as she came back, she saw Xiao Weihan, who had smiled at her just now, now being held in the hands of others with unknown life or death.
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How could this be done?
How dare that man in white do this.
Her anger rose, and a silver knife flew out of her hand without thinking.
"Ananda" was followed by Jian Fan's surprised and pained voice.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Author Jun: Also, I understand.
The shape of the small seal script is Congyoushou, Congshui.
The character image holds two crops in one hand.
Original meaning: holding two crops in one hand.
It is extended to doing several things at the same time or possessing several things.
In ancient Chinese, it means to be competitive.
Rong Jian: I am the younger brother who refuses to admit defeat.
Author: Alas, I have been exhausted mentally and physically from these two days of exams, so I can only say that I will try my best to keep updating.
Three bows to everyone
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