The sun is warm and the wind and snow are slightly cold in Qimei Ice City.
Ning Fan, wearing white clothes and a black cloak, walked out of Sifan Palace leisurely. Behind him, two steps away, followed the paper crane on tiptoes. His hair bun had been replaced by a girlish bun, and he was covered with a thick fox fur.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 such a single dress?" Zhihe asked with concern while rubbing his little hands.
"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 definitely not be able to do anything.
The young man was handsome and the young girl was shy. What a wonderful atmosphere, but it was ruined by the third party, the old devil.
The old demon walked carelessly in front of the two of them and led the way. Along the way, the demon cultivators looked at Ning Fan as if they were looking at the God of Plague, and hurriedly avoided him.
"Haha, you young couple continue to be affectionate, just pretend that I don't exist. Young people, flowers can only be cut when they bloom, so take action when it's time to take action... Hehe..."
The old devil was very happy. His face that used to be gloomy now turned into chrysanthemums and flowers. Why? Because his immortal veins are expected to be cured.
When those demon cultivators saw the old demon's smile, they hurriedly ran away. In their impression, the old devil frowned, but in reality he was happy. And when the old devil laughs, he usually kills people.
"Oh my, that young man is the city lord's new disciple? It's over, he is dead, he must be the city lord who made him angry. Look at the city lord smiling like this, how angry he must be..." Everyone started to sympathize. 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 zenith is a formation light curtain, which cannot be entered by people, but the sunlight can shine through. Outside Meizhuang, a black-armored army of about four hundred people was stationed, each with seven blood plum blossoms embroidered on their shoulders.
The leader of the black armored army was a two-foot-tall iron man with spiritual cultivation. He entered the city that day to greet the old devil. Ning Fan had met this man once before.
When the tough man saw the old devil coming, he suddenly bowed, and the four hundred black guards all fell down.
"Commander of the Mei Guard, Wei Chi, see the city lord! See... Young Master..." The four hundred Mei Guards all knelt down to Ning Fan reluctantly.
"No courtesy, get out of here...wait a minute, I'm in a good mood today, so you don't have to get out. Come here, stand neatly, stand straight, and give me a look at my apprentice!"
The old devil laughed. This smile fell into the eyes of the four hundred Meiwei, who made him feel a chill in his chest. He secretly wondered if he had done something wrong to anger the old devil.
The four hundred plum guards did not dare to disobey the old devil's order, so they hurriedly gathered and stood in a circular formation. Everyone felt uneasy in their hearts.
The city lord is laughing! The city lord was actually laughing, and he was smiling so obscenely!
The city lord is going to kill someone! Is it because our Mei guards didn’t do a good job guarding Meizhuang? !
The circular formation formed by the plum guards was called the "Liangyi Chaos Mei Formation". With only a few breaths, everyone was already in an orderly formation, as if they were well-trained.
When this scene appeared in Old Demon's eyes, he immediately turned into a look of triumph, an expression he had not shown in forty years.
"Boy Ning, look at this, this is one of my 'Three Guards', Mei Guard! A Fusion Spirit, with four hundred pulses and five levels, drag him out, destroy a mortal country easily, and kick the last sect of the right path. It’s more than enough. Although it’s not as good as my previous subordinates, it’s not weak enough in the Yue Kingdom. Ning, boy, give me a few comments, how is my Mei Wei!”
The old devil's anus and painted face are showing off. For some reason, he especially wanted to hear Ning Fan's praise.
Yuchi and the four hundred Mei guards were all shocked when they heard the old devil's praise. You know, they have sacrificed their lives for the old devil for forty years, but they have never received any praise. Today is the first time!
Their bodies were no longer shaking, and they were no longer afraid in their hearts. They all stood upright. In their opinion, the old devil must be showing off his skills to his new disciple. The old devil wants face, and as their subordinates, they must help the old devil earn face!
As for how Ning Fan evaluates them, they don't care at all.
mighty? powerful? Or ruthless? Evil? They should all be compliments anyway. They didn't think that Ning Fan, who was only at the first level of Pimai, would dare to say an unpleasant word in front of the four hundred masters and the old devil.
"Master asked me to evaluate you, so I will just say a few words..." Ning Fan's tone was calm, but the words he said made Lao Mo and Mei Wei's expressions change.
"The four hundred members of the Mei Guard 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 such arrogant words!
But when Ning Fan said it, the old demon was angry at first, but then he thought about the truth in Ning Fan's words and showed a thoughtful expression.
"Boss Ning, tell me why they are a mob. I also want to hear..."
If other masters said this about Mei Wei, Lao Mo would definitely fall out with others, because Lao Mo would protect his shortcomings.
But when Ning Fan said this, the old devil knew that Ning Fan didn't seem like 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 pulled Ning Fan's sleeve, but the old devil remained indifferent.
Facing the four hundred murderous Mei Guards, Ning Fan closed his eyes and stopped smiling.
"If someone provokes you, your mood will become unstable. This is proof that your murderous intent is insufficient. A true demon cultivator is centered with murderous intent. His heart is as solid as stone, and he will not waver in the face of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. You can't do it... "Forty years ago, you may have been considered elite demon cultivators, but in the past forty years, you have been enjoying yourself in Qimei City. You have lost your demonic heart, your murderous intent, your demonic power, and you have become a demonic cultivator in vain."
Ning Fan's voice was not loud, but when the demon cultivators heard this, their faces turned red, but they slowly put away their weapons, speechless.
It is irrefutable, Ning Fan is right and speaks from their hearts.
Forty years ago, they, Mei Wei, followed the old demon 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, the old devil joined the Ghost Bird Sect, and Mei Wei followed the old devil to retreat to Qimei City. He was only responsible for the task of guarding the medicine garden and did not kill any more.
Even if he kills people occasionally, he only kills kittens and puppies who steal medicine. Back then, under the leadership of Lao Mo, 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, proud of Yue Kingdom again, and travel across the southeastern continent of Rain Realm, but unfortunately, they can't. Because the old devil was injured and was retreating to receive treatment. However, they hid their murderous intentions and lost their murderous intent, just to avoid causing trouble to the old devil.
Unexpectedly, a mere junior from the first level of Pimai could see their helplessness at a glance. This junior has such a keen eye.
Although they were not happy with Ning Fan's insult, Yuchi and the Four Hundred Mei Guards found it difficult to argue.
They knew that Ning Fan was right, but they still looked down on him.
"What does this kid know! Don't we 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.
Ning Fan didn't even look at the arguer and just continued speaking.
"Aren't you convinced? Maybe 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 intent is not just the momentum of killing, but a determination to destroy the enemy. Just like a sword that is not drawn out of its sheath, it can still make people dare not look at it. There are demons who plant flowers and fish, farm, study and travel, but murderous intent is not It has not weakened, it just hid its edge and became deeper and more restrained. Once it is used, the demonic power becomes more powerful. Master asked you to guard Meizhuang, perhaps to help you learn to restrain your energy. But you do not understand Master's intention . Gradually, you really only know how to look at 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 may be countless times stronger than yours." Ning Fan smiled.
Yuchi and Sibai Meiwei both looked up at Ning Fan and shook their heads in disbelief.
They agreed with Ning Fan's point of view, but they didn't think that a junior Pimai could be so murderous.
Ning Fan is just a junior, he may have unique insights and keen vision, but he is too young and his cultivation is too weak. It is impossible to even kill people, and he definitely does not have a deep understanding of the devil. How can his murderous aura be stronger than that of Mei Wei?
"Don't you believe it?"
"I don't believe it." Yuchi frowned.
"Then I will show you my murderous aura."
Ning Fan slowly closed his eyes, recalling the killings of Emperor Luan Gu in his mind. Those were the memories of Emperor Luan Gu's killings.
Within the void, countless masters far superior to Suixu came out of the sky, but were slapped to death by Luan Gu.
In the star field, the stars of the Immortal Palace, which were countless times larger than the Yue Kingdom, were crushed by Luan Gu with one finger.
The number of people killed by Emperor Luan Gu in his lifetime, I'm afraid the entire Rain Realm combined wouldn't even be able to make up a fraction of the number of people he killed!
Ning Fan's own murderous aura was indeed not high, but he could borrow a hint of the murderous aura of the Luangu Emperor. Even if it is just a trace, its momentum is beyond what Yuchi and others can imagine!
At this moment, Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes with the murderous intention of his entire life.
At this moment, an aura like a wild beast emerged from Ning Fan.
Under his gaze, Sibai Meiwei's expression changed drastically, as if the person staring at them was not Ning Fan, but an immortal being!
Terror, confusion, helplessness, fear...all kinds of 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, found it difficult to stay calm.
Under this murderous aura, he only felt as humble as an ant!
