Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 648: 　Moon moon night, late pine forest

The apostate is depressed outside the house. But it does not prevent the inner spring of the stone house.

After Zhang Fan threw it out, I suddenly felt refreshed, and the atmosphere was a lot higher in vain.

I thought that after having a good time with Xi Ruo, he had been depressed. At that time, he was stunned. Without throwing this old man out, it was estimated that he had watched an **** palace for nothing.

It doesn't matter if he himself, Xi Ruo will lose a lot.

Now that after so many years of getting along, he naturally knows that the bitter person is not such a person. Now it is just to take advantage of this opportunity to ease the mood, and at the same time report the revenge of the arrow that made him depressed for so long.

". What is that?

How fast the Zhang Fan moves. Waner will not notice these things when she is undressing. This is a question, but it’s just a little bit shy.

I was glad to help Zhang Fan before. The whole action was done in one go, naturally, full of holy taste. At this time, the taste came back, and was interrupted by it again. The shame was unstoppable. A pair of small hands were tightly entangled in the clothes, and sweat must be condensed.

A small face, which is as rosy as an apple, is as attractive and fragrant as to make you really want to take a bite.

"Nothing!"

Understanding Waner's thoughts. How could Zhang Fan be diverted from her topic, and while talking, she loosened the palms holding Ruier's hands tightly, and then moved up, brightening from the black, as if she could brush off the show of the silhouette, all the way down.

Two fingers, sandwiched with a ray of black and bright, very smooth, as if effortless, suddenly, from the outline of the red ear, the beautiful white neck like a swan, and finally fell to the shoulder as smooth as jade on.

The palm of Zhang Fan seems to be magical. After rubbing on Bai Zhe's shoulder, a layer of bright red dyed with the movement of fingers, then Waner murmured, as if losing all his strength in an instant, his hands clung to his chest suddenly loosened and his clothes faded.

Moon moon night, late pine forest, Yue Hua is like water, Song Tao is like a poem.

For a time, Zhang Fan seemed to be in the bright moon pine photos, in the beautiful scenery of the clear spring stone, and in his hand was gently holding a statue of a lady carved from the finest jade material in the world, by the light of the world Jian.

Moonlight, Shuiguang, Songtao, Liuquan, I wonder if it is the moonlight accentuating, the water is brightening, or the beauty of the beauty, contrasting with its glory?

Mumbling into the ear, seeming to be ignoring the name. It is also showing cheering, not let Song Tao's continuity, not the crispness of Liuquan!

Waner, lightly. Standing purely in front of Zhang Fan, from nervous and shy to calm and happy,

Zhang Fan, looking at it, stroking the beauty of this day, the kind of softness and strength of the quiet blue edge of the stream made him moved.

Waner entered her life when she was the most vulnerable. She has lived together for many years. The kind of dependence and kindness is today and today. The most dazzling gorgeous.

"Uh"

In the murmur, I sat down on cloud bed and accumulated many years of emotions. At this moment, I became a speechless movement, as if a groan from the deepest part of my heart.

I don’t know when outside the stone house. The invisible ripples oscillated and diffused faintly, and the unspeakable atmosphere spread.

"Huh?!"

"So fast?! I thought the kid would tweak it, I didn't expect it to be serious!"

Bitter people are bored and depressed, so they have to take Zhang Fan for fun, and get along for so many years. Where did he not know that Zhang Fan made the decision. There is no hesitation.

What he said is naturally at this time permeating around the stone house, as if to isolate the hundreds of feet nearby, completely out of the mysterious atmosphere enveloped by the phantom magic.

In this breath, there are thick. Like the warmth of the rising sun, the ice and snow gradually melted, and turned into a stream flowing, and the sound of dingdong seemed to be congratulated;

In this breath, there is a faint, sparse coolness like the moon star, which makes the cold air rise, the dead wood twigs in spring, and blossoming red flowers. Life is full of life.

For a long time, everything slowly faded away. But there are more than waves, such as the snowy whites around here, the red flowers fall colorfully, dotted with bright red, one white and one red, especially distinctive.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

Wan'er, sitting on the cloud bed, holding a thin attack. The white shoulders on the top dazzled, and the white and tender jade feet showed a little playfulness from the thin quilt, and then shrank back shyly.

"Looking at my Waner!"

Zhang Fan stroked Waner's head, straightened everything out, and returned to demureness and beauty.

"Uh!"

Waner nodded her head obediently, and all the afterglow disappeared. She seemed to be unaffected by anything. Her beautiful eyes were still pure and bright.

I don’t know why, under the pure gaze of Waner, Zhang Fan was a little uncomfortable. If he drifted away like Xi Ruo, he might not have any special feeling, but he was still alive. After all this, and the sister's eyes that were still as pure as his sister looked at her brother, it made him feel like stealing the forbidden fruit.

Fortunately, after so many years of experience, in addition to being a cultivation base, Zhang Fan has also been trained to have a cheeky face, and it is clearly seen that he is sweating all over his body, but his appearance is the same, but still gentle and kind.

At this moment, Wan'er's delicate brows were slightly frowned, as if touching the sore spot.

"cough cough

Seeing that, Zhang Fan coughed quickly, stood up, and patted Waner Zhenyuan Shan. Tao! "I'm going to meet your old baby monster of Xuanyin Sect.

Finally, he found an excuse. Almost like a flight, he flew out of the stone house after a flash.

"Bash!"

On cloud bed, Wan'er fluttered, bright and moving.

"Brother is so fun!"

Holding the quilt slowly on his back, his mouth still smiled, but he slowly closed his eyes tiredly, and his breath grew longer.

"Boy, don’t save a little, just run out like this?"

Zhang Fan moves, Nine Fires Flame Dragon Pearl starts. He hadn't had time to speak yet, and the bitter man had already said jokingly.

"Bitter old, just let go of your juniors!"

Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, put away dragon pearl, and continued: "After being a brother for too many years, I was a bit uncomfortable for a while

"hahaha Haxian laughed at my old man."

The bitter people chuckled, until Zhang Fan's face was green, he said breathlessly: "I said, if the guys who died under your hands saw you frowning at this, I don’t know if I will be angry again, and I’m really wrong.

Speaking of the back. His payoff prolonged the tail, and it was almost endless.

Zhang Fan is helpless first. Then smiled, as the Taoist said. There is no lack of a hero who died under his hand. He, the victor, can't be entangled in this trivial matter, even they are not as good!

"Fuck".

"Bitter old, let's go to meet the real Nascent Soul of the last broken mountain city to see what kind of person it is!"

Originally this was just an excuse. Now I want to come, but I am really interested.

The only remaining Nascent Soul real person in Broken Mountain City can be used to trade thousands of people’s lives, and when it is soft, it can hide these hundreds of elites. Is awesome. It is impossible to find her trail.

This contradictory character, who is also a real Nascent Soul, naturally aroused his interest. Otherwise, he wouldn’t let Hanyue fairy talk about her.

Now. It is the best opportunity!

The voice just fell, but after a few steps, Zhang Fan was completely restored to normal. Even if he faced the Han Yue Fairy who suddenly stepped out of a stone house next to him, he just nodded his head indifferently. There is no slight abnormality.

Thousands of feet away. In front of an obscure stone house at the corner, Zhang Fan stopped.

Without any guidance from anyone, he knew that this was the last real Nascent Soul residence of the broken mountain city.

Not to mention the breath and attention that I felt when I first entered the valley. This seemingly ordinary stone house alone has another mystery.

This mystery is not from the stone house itself, but the people in it!

The flaming red, hot, volcanic explosion, condensed by the volcanic lava of the aftermath, the kind of earth fire gas, but it is not fake.

"Sorrowful, it seems that this Nascent Soul real person really hurts so much."

Zhang Fan didn't move, but said with a voice.

"That's no need to say, otherwise, would she watch you go in and out in the middle of the valley?

The bitter people said with a snort.

Unlike the bitter people judged by the pride of the Nascent Soul real person itself, Zhang Fan is directly informed by the breath revealed by this stone house.

This Nascent Soul real person is from Xuanyin Sect, cultivation should be the method of Xuanyin, how can there be such a strong earth fire breath? The two are exactly opposite to each other. This makes no sense!

However, if you think about the ruined Tongtian divine fire column, everything will be clear.

When I want to come that day, when this Xuanyin Sect Nascent Soul live-action detonated the divine fire column ~IndoMTL.com~ is not far away and not easy.

In fact, this should be the meaning of the question. If it is not close enough, it is not sudden enough, how can it hurt the Nascent Soul witch old who was entangled with him at that time?

If you don’t seriously injure the witch elder, even if you wipe out the remaining saints, it is impossible to escape their subsequent chase.

Therefore, the Nascent Soul real person should be wounded for the unexpected and act unexpectedly. The cost of her escape from these hundreds of elites is not only the tens of thousands of lives in the broken city. He was also seriously injured.

As a real Nascent Soul, it’s not easy to do this.

Zhang Fan lingered outside this stone house, but it didn't last for a while. The door of the stone house would suddenly open if there was an invisible palm dispenser moving.

Among them, a slightly hoarse woman’s voice came out:

"fellow daoist visits the hut. Peng Yun Sheng Hui

"Collective embarrassment, can't meet far away, Wang Haihan!"