In the room, there was a faint fragrance, and a spotless and holy woman, beautiful and tightly knitted, was bathing in a wooden basin.

The slight mist steamed away, making it difficult to see the woman's skin clearly.

But this woman has trouble letting go of something on her mind.

At this moment, the door rang, and Ning Fan's teasing voice came from outside.

"Sisi, where are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you need the master to check for you? Oh, there is the sound of water. Are you taking a shower? I'm coming in..."

"etc!"

Si Wuxie immediately pursed her lips and jumped out of the wooden basin. Her magic power was evaporated and the water stains had dried. With a move of her bare hands, she took pieces of clothing into her hands and hurriedly put them on.

It seemed that because of his confusion, he buttoned the wrong button on his clothes, but there was no time to put them on again, because Ning Fan had already opened the door, came to the door with a smile on his face, and approached Si Wuxie step by step.

"It smells good, it's very clean, not bad... I heard from Zhihe that you were feeling unwell and asked me to help you treat your illness, but it seems like you want to seduce the master? Is it a mental illness?"

"Do not touch me!"

Facing the approaching Ning Fan, Si Wuxie looked slightly nervous. He flicked his sleeves, and a sword appeared in his palm, pointing directly at Ning Fan's chest. Ning Fan stopped his steps, stopped teasing on his face, and sighed secretly.

.

Sure enough, this girl regained her memory... She was no longer the little girl who made fools with Zhihe and dreamed of being pampered by him.

"Si Wuxie, you have indeed recovered your memory... tell me, what do you want?"

"I want the Infant Transformation Pill. If you don't give it to me... I will kill you!" There was a hint of coldness in Si Wuxie's eyes.

All the memories have been restored. She remembered that it was the young man in front of her who single-handedly destroyed the Tianli Sect, humiliated and imprisoned him, erased his memory, and made him feel guilty.

But after she lost her memory, she served this man respectfully like a maid... This made Si Wuxie feel extremely humiliated.

Every time she regained some memory, her desire to kill Ning Fan became stronger. Even now, when Ning Fan made fun of him, she wanted to stab Ning Fan through the chest with a sword, but her hands were trembling...

This tremor did not escape Ning Fan's eyes. This sword is only a middle-grade magic weapon. Ning Fan is already in the realm of body refining. This sword cannot hurt Ning Fan at all... What worries Ning Fan most.

Yes, it was Si Wuxie's attitude. And the reason why he came in and made fun of him was just to cover up a trace of nervousness in his heart...

From the bottom of his heart, Ning Fan didn't want to see Sisi become his enemy Si Wuxie again... But it seemed that this wish was already a luxury.

"You want the Infant Transformation Pill? Is this why you helped me in Ningcheng that day?" Ning Fan sighed.

"Yes! Otherwise what do you think!"

"Okay, Infant Transformation Pill, I just have an extra pill...Old Devil Ziyin is dead, and his pill belongs to you..."

Ning Fan closed his eyes slightly, patted the storage bag, took out an exquisite jade box, and threw it to Si Wuxie.

"You have obtained the Infant Transformation Pill, what are you going to do next?"

"Humph, for the sake of Huaying Dan, I will let you live. From today on, we will not owe each other anything..." Si Wuxie seemed a little weak.

"You want to leave? You don't want to kill me? Do you dare not, or can't bear it..." Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes and stared into Si Wuxie's eyes, as if trying to find traces of Si Si.

"Huh, I'm just too lazy to kill you. Don't bother with me anymore! Otherwise...I'll kill you!"

"You can't kill me..." Ning Fan flicked his finger and flicked it on the long sword in Si Wuxie's hand. The long sword trembled and immediately broke into pieces... The only way to break the sword with a flick of his finger was to refine the body.

This is only possible if the realm breaks through the silver bone.

.. One finger shattered Si Wuxie's magic weapon. Ning Fan took advantage of the situation and took advantage of the situation. He half held Si Wuxie in his arms and hugged her hard. Si Wuxie was shocked to find that in Ning Fan's arms, she was at the peak of her golden elixir.

The master didn't even have the strength to struggle.

"How can you be so powerful! A year ago, you couldn't even block my dance sleeve attack... Also, let go of me! Otherwise..."

"Don't worry, Si Wuxie, this hug is not for you, but for Sisi... You can go, I won't keep you, and I won't erase your memory... However, if you dare to be harmful to Ning Cheng

, it’s not good for Zhihe. In the future, I will ascend to the Four Heavenly Immortal Realm and let everyone know that the Saint of Yaochi once struggled in my arms!”

Ning Fan's threatening words did not have any killing intent, but when Si Wuxie heard them, his face immediately changed.

"How dare you! If you dare to ruin my name, I will... I will..."

Si Wuxie fell into Ning Fan's arms and was unable to break free. The threat to Ning Fan made her even more sad to discover that she had no words to threaten Ning Fan.

The Saint of Yaochi must be a holy woman and cannot tolerate a trace of blasphemy. Not to mention that she has been looked at by Ning Fan, not to mention the hug at this moment, even if a man touches a finger, it is a serious sin...

Unwilling... but even after recovering his memory, Si Wuxie was still no match for Ning Fan, and could not even escape his arms.

But at this moment, Ning Fan let go of his hand, casually sat on the table beside him, poured out the jade pot, and began to drink wine.

"You go, before I change my mind..."

He turned his back to Si Wuxie, leaving all his flaws open, but Si Wuxie felt that even if Ning Fan had his back turned to him, if he attacked again, it would be easy for Ning Fan to kill him.

And she couldn't bring herself to kill Ning Fan, nor did she ever think of harming Ning Cheng... She was still Sisi, a Sisi who had gained the memory of Si Wuxie, and she would not harm Zhi He...

She didn't expect that she could ask for an Infant Transformation Pill from Ning Fan so easily, and it seemed that all the threats she had made were useless.

And she never thought that Ning Fan, who was far more powerful than her, would actually let her go... With Ning Fan's strength, it shouldn't be difficult to erase her memory and recreate her soul...

She still didn't believe it, and walked out with wet hair. As expected, Ning Fan didn't stop her.

"Why didn't he stop me or kill me..." Si Wuxie tiptoed and flew away, but none of the demon cultivators in Ningcheng pursued him.

Let this woman ride on the moon and go away.

...

After Si Wuxie left, Nangong walked in from the shadow outside the door, looked at Ning Fan who was drinking, and said in confusion.

"Young Master, is it appropriate to let this person go like this? This person is the leader of the Tianli Sect. He has a blood feud with me, Ning Cheng, and Qimei..."

"A blood feud? That's not to say that her hatred for me is just to destroy Tianli and ruin her plan. I don't know what her plan is when she clones the lower world, and I don't want to know, but I can be sure that a person who is more than four days old

Big shot, just a mere person

Leaving the sect in the lower world is just a trivial matter...With her clear name threatening her, she will not do anything drastic. In fact, according to her personality, she will run away as far away as possible, for fear that I will regret it and will

He caught him..." Ning Fan was still drinking.

"Young Master, these words are not from your heart..." Nangong frowned.

"Haha, I can't hide anything from you! I can't bear to kill her, no... It's not that I can't bear to kill Si Wuxie, but I can't bear to kill Sisi... If I erase her memory again, maybe... I will kill Sisi.

And erase... That's it, that's fine. This woman can't make a big splash. My enemy is far more terrifying than Si Wuxie... Nangong, I will leave temporarily for these ten days, and I will come back in ten days.

..”

At this moment, Ning Fan put down his wine glass, walked out of the door, and disappeared into the night.

Si Wuxie's grudges can be settled like this. Next, there are still some trivial matters that need to be dealt with.

It's something very complicated and hard to let go of.

Inside the house, Nangong sighed deeply.

"The young master is not cold-blooded enough...but, maybe this is the reason why the master accepts him as his disciple?"

...

In the wind and snow of Qimei City, a young man walked alone in the snow.

He was lined with white clothes and wore a black cloak on the outside. The black feathers on the black cloak were like a cloak, which gave this thin, pale young man an invisible sense of heroism.

The moment he set foot in Qimei City, there were dozens of demon cultivators at the city gate, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

They couldn't sense the young man's aura at all. Even if the young man walked close to the city gate, they could only see the young man with their naked eyes and couldn't sense any aura at all.

Who is this person?! Could it be the old weirdo Jin Dan?!

These city-defending demon cultivators were the demon guards recruited by the Qimei and the Four Clans after the departure of the Three Gods Army. They were not as powerful as the Three Gods Army, and they were even less courageous and knowledgeable. Some of them had never seen Elder Jin elixir in their lives.

Strange.

It is even more impossible for these people to know the little boy that Lao Mo brought back to Qimei that day.

"Who is coming!" Several pulse-opening demon cultivators asked bravely.

"Young Master Qimei Ning Fan..." Ning Fan smiled slightly, waved his sleeves and robes, and the breeze gently blew away the weapons blocking the path of the demon cultivators, and entered the city directly.

In the wind and snow, after hearing Ning Fan's name, all the demon cultivators immediately became sluggish, like ice sculptures!

"It's Gui Que Ning Zun... No, it's the young master who's back! This is my young master Qimei, what a fierce aura!"

"Oh, I was scared to death. I thought the people coming were the righteous monks who came with the sword... Huh, that person, just a melting spirit, dared to yell at the city lord. It's really

It’s so unruly..."

These unintentional words of demon cultivators were not loud, but they could not escape Ning Fan's ears.

For an instant, Ning Fan suddenly stopped his steps, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"You just said that someone came to our Qimei City to cause trouble..."

"Back to Young Master, it's true. I heard that those people have great backgrounds. They seem to have some grudges with the city lord before..."

Before the demon cultivator finished speaking, he saw a thrilling murderous intention rising from the young man in front of him.

Amid the murderous intention, there was also a hint of worry.

His spiritual thoughts swept across the land thousands of miles away. In Qimei City and Sifan Palace, dozens of arrogant auras were immediately noticed by him.

Some of them even dared to dig up Xiao Dugu's grave!

"Who is this guy? So brave!"

A cold snort came from Ning Fan's mouth, carrying unspeakable pressure. In an instant, several big men who were digging graves in Sifan Palace all turned pale, vomited blood and fell back, looking extremely horrified.

"This is... the Yuanying old monster?!"
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