Within one month, the remaining 49 places were settled among the hundreds of people who transformed themselves into gods.
Wu Yan Yao Fei is second, Lu Jie Fen is third, and the rest are not mentioned.
And in just one month, Luo Yunlu's terrifying record of marching to the Purple Platform and killing six generals quickly spread across billions of miles of land in the second realm with the help of various secret communication techniques.
No one blamed Ning Fan for the deaths of Wang Xiao and others. After all, Leizhan followed the instructions of the Demon Ancestor. From the moment he stepped onto the Purple Platform, his life and death were determined by fate.
Naturally, the True Spirit Clan will not let Ning Fan go, but that will happen after Ning Fan ascends to the Demon Spirit Land, and is not what the Second Realm Demon Clan cares about.
One thing they are concerned about is... Luo Yun has Lu Bei, and from now on, they must not offend him!
To the south of Luo Yun, at the junction with the Feng Yun tribe, the search for monsters and sacrifices began.
In order to open the third realm this time, the Jiubu almost spared no effort to hunt down the monsters.
At least 10,000 gold elixir-level monsters must be sacrificed with blood, and at least 1% of them must be king beasts.
Preparing for the ancient demon sacrifice this time is far from being as easy as opening the second realm. The materials used to carve the large formation consume at least one-fifth of each tribe's financial resources.
These are not things Ning Fan needs to worry about.
In the middle of January, he was in Xianggui, accompanying Lu Wan'er to heal her injuries.
General Bei's mansion is closely guarded by countless masters.
In the Wangjiang Tower, in the fragrant boudoir, on the soft couch, Ning Fan and Wan'er were sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed, their palms touching each other. However, with Ning Fan as the leader, they were using their magic power to circulate around the sky.
Using female yin energy to replenish yang, and male yang energy to replenish yin, the yin and yang are harmonized, and the speed of healing is naturally extraordinary, but this technique can only be achieved after Ning Fan transformed into a god. Only then could he exert it reluctantly, take the lead with himself, and accompany Lu Wan'er to heal her injuries.
Since January. Lu Waner had already recovered from the injuries she sustained due to forcibly moving Feng Yi. And after practicing together with Ning Fan, his demon power improved a lot.
Ning Fan's injuries also consumed ten of his body. Unfortunately, the loss of essence and blood made it difficult to make up for it, so his face was still pale and without much blood.
Feeling the strong masculine smell on Ning Fan's bed, feeling the warmth of his palms touching each other. Lu Wan'er's pretty face turned red, her heart beating wildly.
This is the first time she has sat on a man's bed...the significance of this is self-evident.
I know, I know the two of them have been living in seclusion for a month. It's healing.
For those who don’t know, they only know that the two of them have been swimming around in the room for a month.
Therefore, in Luoyundu County, along with Ning Fan's fame, his romantic reputation spread further and further.
Ning Fan during cultivation. His expression was very serious and meticulous, with no hint of his usual casualness.
This focused expression made Lu Waner secretly blame Ning Fan for his incomprehensible amorous feelings.
"Everyone knows that I, Lu Wan'er, am your woman. If you don't marry me, what will happen... Speaking of which, my bone age is 9 years old, and he is less than 4 years old. I am so much older than him..."
In the world of cultivation, age is a cloud. Some Taoist companions have similar cultivation levels but very different bone ages. These are naturally due to their qualifications.
The only person who would consider the issue of age is probably a silly girl like Lu Waner.
Otherwise, Ning Fan wouldn't have to marry a wife. Apart from Zhihe, it seems that no one is younger than him.
But Ning Fan relaxed slightly, his demonic power returned to his body, and he slowly opened his eyes.
"The injury is finally almost healed...Wang Xiao is the strongest opponent I have defeated with my own strength. I just didn't expect that killing this person would cause me to be so seriously injured. If it weren't for the art of incarnation, the demon of Frozen Luo Yun would have been killed." I probably won't be able to block this technique..." Ning Fan laughed at himself.
He clearly knew that with his demonic power, he could only fight in the late stage of divine transformation. If he wanted to kill the late stage monks, he would have to pay a heavy price, such as self-inflicted damage.
Unexpectedly, his self-deprecation made Lu Waner roll her eyes at him angrily.
"What do you think? You just turned into a god and went to fight Wang Xiao desperately... It's not easy for you to exchange for Wang Xiao's life at the cost of serious injury, okay! You fight so hard every time, do you know that when Wang Xiaobing When I was sealing Luoyun, I saw you dissipating in the magic, and I felt so nervous...I was so afraid that you would die..."
Lu Wan'er's shoulders trembled slightly. At that time, although she gritted her teeth and claimed that Ning Fan was not dead, she was very nervous.
"Who wants Wang Xiao to harm you? I dare not let him go..."
Don't dare... Outsiders only see Ning Fan's beauty, but they don't know that he also doesn't dare. He doesn't dare to put his woman in danger.
Ning Fan didn't know if Wang Xiao was let go this time, whether Wang Xiao would order the next Qin to harm Lu Waner.
A person's courage often comes from the word "dare not dare".
Butterfly dares to fight against the Immortal Emperor, not because of his amazing courage, but because of the existence of his beloved behind him.
Lu Waner's heart trembled. At this moment, she suddenly felt that Ning Fan turned out to be just an ordinary person, not as aloof and inhumane as she imagined.
Like a big sister looking at a loving younger brother, Lu Waner raised her fair arms and gently held Ning Fan's neck, her eyes filled with affection.
"Don't be afraid, I'll be fine...Ning Fan, tell me your story, okay..."
Lu Waner could see too much fatigue and loneliness from Ning Fan's eyes.
This resolute man must have many stories behind him...
"You want to hear it?"
"Well, I want to really get to know you..." Lu Waner's expression was extremely serious, and she gently leaned forward and shrank into Ning Fan's arms.
The chest was soft, pressing against Ning Fan's thin but solid chest, shy yet bold.
The demon clan is not bound by etiquette and law, love is love. Now Lu Waner is not Luo Yun's number one spiritual master, but a little fox who has moved his heart.
"Tell me everything about you, let me see what you really look like..." Her eyes gradually blurred.
Ning Fan's changed appearance of Lu Bei made her feel more and more strange. She didn't want to see Lu Bei, she wanted to see the real Ning Fan.
"Looks like..."
Ning Fan flicked his sleeves, and his appearance changed rapidly. His figure did not change much, he was still thin, but his appearance became more handsome and angular.
It's just that this real appearance is younger, thinner, and more bookish than Lu Wan'er imagined.
"You are so young. If I walk with you, others will say that you are my brother..." Lu Waner turned her head away slightly with a look of embarrassment on her face. She saw Ning Fan's face clearly for the first time, but it made her heart beat.
"Well, you little fox. You are quite big..."
Without any further explanation, Ning Fan wrapped his arms around Lu Wan'er and directly held her in his arms.
ah!
Lu Waner let out a sweet cry. She looked ashamed and untouched. Instinctively, he turned around and wanted to run away. He had just half climbed out of Ning Fan's arms, turned around and stood up, but stepped on Ning Fan's legs, turned his back to Ning Fan, and fell into his arms.
Facing this beauty who came to his door, Ning Fan had a teasing look on his face. He directly hugged the girl across his chest and held her in his arms.
"Now, the little fox can't run away?"
"I won't run, I won't run...let me go...your hand. Your hand..."
Lu Waner's clothes were already thin because she was recovering from her injuries, and now her pink back was pressed against Ning Fan's chest, which made her feel extremely embarrassed.
Ning Fan had already regarded Lu Wan'er as his woman, so he didn't take it into consideration.
His arms were across Lu Wan'er's chest. Press lightly against the two soft lumps, and the softness will sink in.
When Ning Fan's arm touched her breasts, Lu Wan'er felt that her entire body was losing strength, as if she was about to melt into Ning Fan's arms.
She has no etiquette constraints. At first it was just a woman's shy instinct, but she didn't resent being touched by Ning Fan.
Gently lowering his head, Ren Qingsi covered his blurred eyes, but no longer resisted, Ren Ningfan hugged himself in such an ambiguous posture.
It has to be said that Lu Waner's childlike appearance is definitely a fatal temptation for men.
In addition, as a member of the fox tribe, he is naturally charming. At first, Ning Fan just teased her, but the moment he touched Lu Wan'er's softness, he immediately felt that his little Ning Fan had a reaction.
As a result, Lu Wan'er's soft buttocks were inadvertently pushed by something through her thin shirt.
If she were a human woman, she would be blushing with embarrassment, but Lu Waner was indeed a demon, with blurred eyes and a hint of shame, but she had an air of contentment.
This is a good thing, it means that my lover is attracted to me... I am still very attractive in his eyes.
"No wonder so many sisters from the fox clan want to think of mortals and fall in love with mortals... It turns out that falling in love is such a beautiful feeling... Hmm..."
Lu Wan'er was in a state of confusion when she suddenly let out an inadvertent squeak. It turned out to be Ning Fan's hand, which slipped into her thin shirt like a trick, and gently touched the plump softness through her tube top.
"Little fox, didn't you say you were older than me just now? Now let me take a closer look to see how much older you are."
"What I'm talking about...is bone age...not...not this...well..."
It seems to be invaded, as if something is swelling, flowing, and numb inside the body, which makes people fascinated.
I should have listened to Ning Fan talk about the past, but I never thought that he would end up in the ambiguous situation now.
Feeling the two big white rabbits being squeezed into any shape through the bra, and the slightest electric current floating throughout her body, Lu Wan'er's breathing gradually became faster, with the breath of Lan Xiang, intoxicated.
Between the legs, there is gradually a silky smoothness, the pretty face is as hot as blood, and above the hips, under the skirt of the clothes, four snow-white, soft fox tails slowly pop out.
People say that fox demons are easy to get emotional, and once they get emotional, they are more likely to show their demonic appearance. From this point of view, it is true.
One of Ning Fan's hands rubbed the little fox's chest, and the other hand touched the little fox's tail.
The hot fox tail seemed to be filled with blood. The moment Ning Fan touched it, Lu Wan'er seemed to be greatly stimulated and bit her lip tightly. However, the comfort that filled her body made her unable to bear it and she moaned.
"Don't touch...don't...here...here is..."
"Huh? Fox tribe girl, Foxtail is so sensitive?"
Ning Fan's fingers were stroking the fox's tail rhythmically, and Lu Waner's stimulation became more and more intense. She looked up at Ning Fan with her messy temples, sweating thinly, and her red lips were as red as blood, glistening with crystal saliva. liquid, as if craving for a kiss.
Ning Fan kissed Lu Wan'er's lips knowingly, feeling a different sweet fragrance from her soft lips.
Well…
Lu Wan'er's lips were blocked, and she felt as if she was suffocating and rising into the clouds.
Ning Fan's hand, which was originally stroking the fox's tail, slipped between his crotch through the thin shirt and wetted his fingers.
At this moment, Lu Waner's delicate body trembled violently, and more moisture leaked out of her thin shirt and stained Ning Fan's fingers.
Her eyes were full of shame and affection, which reached their peak under Ning Fan's touch.
A trace of anger, blaming Ning Fan for being so mischievous and making himself so rude...
"Fox tribe women are really..."
"What the hell! It's so shameless, isn't it!" Lu Waner was slightly nervous.
"No...it's so tempting..."
"Stop being so glib...you're teasing me before you tell me your story..." Lu Waner's pretty face was still flushed, and she rolled her eyes at Ning Fan angrily.
But she also understood that Ning Fan was so out of character and touching himself that he was too successful in seducing him.
This shows that I am very attractive in his eyes...
"I want to hear your story..."
"Well, let me tell you now. It was in the human race, the Immortal World of Rain, an intermediate cultivation country called Wu State... There, a 3-year-old child was admitted to the Haining Ning family..."
