The Demonic Magic Emperor

Diving into the Black Wind

Between the tree paths, a woman dressed in black walked side by side with an old man in a daze.

The woman was tall and looked like Qionghua, and her scent was bountiful from line to line, attracting bees and butterflies. The old man's temple was white, and there was a strand of beard on his chin, but those blurred old eyes flashed from time to time.

The two came to the foot of the mountain, and the woman looked up at the mountain in the distance and looked at the old man beside her, but there was a hint of anger in her tone: "Zuo Fan, you better be honest. If you let me see that you have a trace of intent towards Mount Heifeng, I will not let you go. "

"Hehehe ... Miss Lei was convinced that the old one was here to find out the truth, not to take revenge. Anyway, what can I do myself?" The old man shook his head and shook his head.

With a cold snort, Lei Yuting did not go to meet him and walked straight ahead: "Also, if Xiaocui hurts the hair, I won't let you go."

"Relax, I took Xiaocui as a hostage. First, since we still can't trust each other, I always have to have a trick to protect myself. Second ..." Zhuo Fan gave him a deep look, mysteriously. "That's also for you."

"Good for me?"

Lei Yuting looked at Zhuofan suspiciously, but Zhuofan shook his head and stopped talking, leaving only the doubtful Lei Yuting.

In this way, the two continued up the mountain side by side, without much talk along the way. Until he reached the middle of the mountain, he met the first level of Mount Heifeng.

"Who?"

A man in black jumped out and stopped the two of them. But when he saw it was Lei Yuting, he immediately respected her and downplayed her: "Eh, it turns out that the woman is back. Didn't you go to Fenglincheng? Why ..."

"Come back to do something!"

Lei Yuting raised her haughty cheeks without looking at the man, and walked straight up the mountain.

"This man is Yang Ming."

Suddenly, Zhuo Fanyou said, "You told me that going to Fenglin City is a very secret thing to carry out your mission. How could the little mountain guard know of this?"

Unknowingly, Lei Yuting thought of Zhuofan's words and frowned slightly.

Originally, he believed in Brother Yang Ming, but he was reminded by Zhuofan lately, and he remembered many unusual things. Just as the current man guarding the mountain knew of his movements, he would never take it seriously before, but was now full of doubts.

“See that, when we go up the mountain, Yang Ming will come out to greet him.” Zhuo Fan smirked, and his steps grew even faster. Lei Yuting looked at Zhuo Fan's back, and there was a contradiction in his heart, but he rushed to follow.

Immediately, the two passed through several levels, and finally reached the top of the mountain, the Zhaimen of Mount Heifeng suddenly appeared in front of him. As Lei Yuting took the lead and Zhuo Fan, who was dressed like an old man, no one asked him his identity at all, and he was completely released.

However, just as the two were about to enter, a personal figure suddenly appeared within Zhaimen.

This man was seven feet tall and handsome, but with a handsome smile on his handsome face. At a glance Zhuo Fan only saw that he must be Yang Ming.

“See, your whereabouts have been fully reported.” Zhuo Fan raised his eyebrows at Lei Yuting, as if he was betting on the child winning the game.

But Lei Yuting had no intention of joking with him, and his face became more and more dignified.

Along the way, Zhuo Fan had already told him about his conjecture, especially about Yang Ming, who was probably the dark child of the Nether Valley on Mount Heifeng.

Lei Yuting was originally unwilling to believe that this was true, after all, this man was the man whose engagement father was involved in the engagement with her. It was hard for him to believe that a man who let everyone, including his godly father, strongly believe, would be someone who had been put in to use the destruction of Mount Heifeng.

But what I saw and heard along the way, they all coincided with what Zhuo Fan said.

With a slight bite of Zhu Lip, Lei Yuting looked at Yang Ming with a somewhat complicated gaze, but he walked over with a scalp.

“Sister Yuting, shouldn't you be in Fenglin City, why are you suddenly back?” Yang Ming smiled slightly, stepped forward to meet, turned to Zhuo Fan, and asked, “This ..”

Lei Yuting hesitated for a moment, and hesitantly said: "Sister senior, the Qianlong Pavilion is indeed not easy to mess around with, and the people in the Ghost Valley are unreliable. This action is too risky, so I let them stay in the squad for a while and watch the change."

Hearing this, Yang Ming's face changed involuntarily, and Zhuo Fan could even clearly see killing intent deep in his eyes.

"Sister Yuting, Master treats us with great gratitude. For seniors, even if it is a sacrifice of life, how can we be so greedy and afraid of death? Moreover, how can Master's hatred be unreported?"

"Of course I'm clear, it's just ..." Lei Yuting frowned and gritted her teeth. "We cannot ignore the lives of our brothers and sisters. This is the second-rate alchemist I found, if he can save his godly father. Then, we can wait for the revenge of our godly father after he was injured. "

At this moment, Zhuo Fan quickly stepped forward and arched his hand, laughing: "Hahaha ... The old man was in rivers and lakes, and he cured all diseases. Any internal trauma and injury, incurable disease, the old man was cured by disease ..."

"Huh, if you really had such a skill, you would have been supported by the family, and you still cheat everywhere like now?"

Yang Ming did not wait for Zhuo Fan to finish blowing the cow, he waved his sleeve and said furiously, "Sister and sister, sister, he waved his sleeve, those who were injured by Huilong's palm could only be healed by Huilong's palm, don't you believe in being a brother?"

Hearing this sentence, Lei Yuting thought of all the past events with Yang Ming, and she could not help but hesitate for a moment.

Zhuo Fan rushed to stand up again, stood between the two, looked at Yang Ming and said: "My sister, give me a chance, I am really good at healing."

"Go!"

Yang Ming was furious and called out with a palm. Zhuofan could clearly feel the fierce wind of the palm, but he did not dare to hide, so he had to grit his teeth and take out his hard palm.

Touch it!

"If you don't let it heal, you won't heal. Why did you hit someone?"

Zhuofan stood on the ground and stood with great difficulty. He vomited blood again: "The old man was so old that he couldn't hold back a few palms. Girl, I can't take over your business, thief, business is very hard to do. "

"What are you talking about?"

Yang Ming's face was furious and he raised his palm again, but it was stopped by Lei Yuting hurriedly.

"This man was invited by me. If you want to hit him, hit me first."

"Well, if you love him, let him rule. If rivers and lakes like this destroy Master, I will never let you go." Yang Ming flicked his sleeve and walked inside, no longer seeing Lei Yuting glance over.

Lei Yuting felt sad and came to Zhuofan angrily, looking at him sharply, "That's all because of you, Brother, he ignored me. I shouldn't trust you, Brother, he cares so much about his godly father, why? Maybe it hurt the right dad? "

“Nona Lei, didn't your godly father teach you how to recognize people?” Zhuo Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and chuckled, “But yes, he said it himself.”

Lei Yuting was stunned, her face confused.

"Look at people, not what he says, but what he does."

Zhuo Fan moved his lips and smiled evilly, "It's just that he didn't let me heal, but he doesn't know my strength. But after he tried his palm, he felt that my strength was not good, and he let me heal again. You said, he is it good for your godly father? "

Unknowingly, Lei Yuting recalled what she had just done, erased all of Yang Ming's words, and only thought of his actions. Sure enough, everything was the same as Zhuo Fan had said.

In fact, when Yang Ming left his sleeves, he seemed to see his seemingly non-existent smile.

Does it say ...

Thinking of this, Lei Yuting did not dare to think about it anymore. As he continued to think about it, his heart might be very sick, perhaps he would not be able to control himself, and asked Yang Ming.

At that time, both of them would die here.

Seeing everything in his eyes, Zhuo Fan limped and patted him on the shoulder: "Come on, let me see your father's godly injury."

“You're a liar, just acting, just watch.” Lei Yuting could not help but move her lips, her voice slightly choked.

Zhuo Fan laughed and shrugged indifferently: "Even if you're acting, you'll need to do a full set. Moreover, the show is not over yet."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhuo Fan walked straight, Lei Yuting took a deep breath and followed closely. Although in front, it was a scene he did not want to see.

The two of them walked all the way, hundreds of eyes around them staring at them.

At this moment, Lei Yuting felt that this eye made her very uncomfortable. The eyes were admired on the weekday, but currently looked like a pair of lookout eyes.

When the two came to the main house of the mountain, they walked by the door and saw that Yang Ming had already arrived. With a bowl of porridge in his hand, he fed a spoonful of food to the elderly who could not move at all on the bed.

"Jianghu is a liar, if my master has a problem, you are the only one who asks."

Seeing the two coming, Yang Ming placed the bowl of porridge on the table ferociously, glared at the two furiously and sat down at the side, giving way to the head of the bed.

Zhuo Fan laughed under his heart and slowly came to the old man's bed to check on his injuries.

However, when he placed both of his fingers on the old man's veins and inserted Yuan Li to examine them, it was a little stunned. Then everything was clear on the chest.

“Let his teacher not be traumatized!” Zhuo Fan shook his head and said slowly.

Helplessly rolling his eyes, Yang Ming sneered in disdain: "Huh, are you still using this?"

"But the commander ... has no internal injuries!"

His eyes slightly shrank, and as Zhuo Fan's words fell, Yang Ming's hands stiffened.

Initially, he thought that Zhuo Fan was just gathering energy and doing four things, he had no skills, but he did not expect that the old man was diagnosed by him without internal trauma and injuries.

In an instant, Yang Ming's killing intent flashed in his eyes!

“No trauma, no internal injuries, how can my uncle be silent?” Lei Yuting did not believe Zhuo Fan would diagnose, always thinking he was acting, but you have to act like a little.

No injuries, how do you explain that a strong bone master would suddenly become like this?

Zhuo Fan touched his nose, an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly, "The old doctor from the master's illness has found it, it is a foreign object!"

Slap it!

Unexpectedly, the corner of the table was broken by Yang Ming. The old man on the bed looked at Zhuo Fan but his eyes widened ferociously. Very eager to say something, but speechless.

But joy is more than just words ...