* Whoosh *
With a teleportation, the little snowman disappeared from Ning Fan's sight.
Ning Fan was not in a hurry to chase after her. He waved his palm in the wind and snow. The power of his Memory Intent Realm spread out. Traces of qi and footprints that had disappeared gradually became clearer.
After confirming a direction, Ning Fan took a step forward and arrived at the peak of a snowy mountain.
The snowy mountain was more than seven thousand zhang * (3.33m per zhang) tall. There was indeed a little snowman standing on the peak of the mountain.
The little snowman was panting heavily. It seemed that the teleportation technique she used just now had taken a huge toll on her body.
Seeing that Ning Fan was chasing after her again, the little snowman hurriedly fled and teleported away again.
This time, she was in such a hurry that she did not notice that a scroll fell from her body and fell on the snowy ground.
Ning Fan's lips curved into a playful smile. This little girl runs pretty fast. Not to mention that ordinary people would not be able to find her, even if they do, there would be very few people who could catch up to her.
He did not immediately chase after her. Instead, he casually picked up the scroll and shook his head with a smile.
"I don't even know if I dropped something …"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly turned cold. He could sense a trace of extremely faint devil qi from the scroll but it made his devil blood tremble.
He was not in a hurry to chase after the snowman. Instead, he opened the scroll and took a glance at it.
This scroll was made from the skin of some kind of demon beast. It was extremely ancient.
The scroll actually recorded an incomplete devil scripture. The devil scripture was written in the Gu Tuo Script. The handwriting was delicate and elegant. The person who wrote it should be a woman. Judging from the age of the handwriting, the person who wrote it was an ancient cultivator.
Somehow, Ning Fan felt that the handwriting on the scroll was somewhat familiar. When he thought about it carefully, it was actually the same as the one he saw on the stone tablet outside the Evening Snow Pavilion.
"Is the progenitor of the Giant Devil Clan the one who recorded this devil scripture …?"
Ning Fan carefully read the devil scripture. This devil scripture was obscure and difficult to understand. However, the content that was recorded made him feel a little familiar.
He thought for a moment and immediately understood why this feeling of familiarity would appear.
A part of the content of this scripture was actually the same as the devil text on the slate of the Six-Winged Clan …
"Where did these devil scriptures come from … Why didn't the Giant Devil Clan have the strange phenomenon of devil blood dyeing the blue sky like the three clans did … Is there a connection between the two?"
"If there is a connection, the Devil Scripture is of great importance. Why would it be placed in the hands of a little girl? Is there a secret behind this?"
He imprinted the devil scripture into another jade slip and kept the scroll into his sleeve. Then, he took a step forward and chased after the little snowman.
He pondered in his heart. If the Giant Devil Race hid the slate devil sutra and kept it a secret from the outside world, should he make a move to snatch it?
Forget it, the Giant Demon Clan had never betrayed him. If he betrayed the Giant Demon Clan, it would go against his dao heart. He would put this matter aside for now, and finding the little snowman was more important.
Whoosh!
This time, he stopped in a snow valley ten thousand li * (500m per li) away.
There were many Snow Apes in the valley and each of them had the strength of a Golden Core Cultivator.
After the little snowman entered the snow valley, dozens of Snow Apes immediately surrounded her, intending to attack her.
The little snowman seemed to be a little flustered. It did not expect to be surrounded by demonic beasts here.
Panting heavily, she seemed to have no more strength to escape. Looking at the demonic beasts that were gradually approaching, she was a little scared.
"Are you afraid now?"
Ning Fan walked into the snow valley at a moderate pace. His indifferent voice spread out with monstrous baleful qi.
He did not even attack these low-grade Snow Apes. When all of them sensed Ning Fan's arrival, their eyes were filled with terror.
Apes were the most intelligent. These Snow Apes could sense that Ning Fan was not someone to be trifled with. Each of them was horrified and ran for their lives.
Ning Fan did not chase after them. It was not that he was being merciful. He just had some concerns. He did not want this little snowman to see blood.
"If you continue to run and encounter danger, I won't save you anymore. I'm here to bring you back … "
He gently touched the glabella of the little snowman with a finger. A gentle light spread out and the layers of snow melted, revealing the young lady hiding inside the snowman's body.
She was wearing a plain white dress. She looked like a fourteen to fifteen years old girl. Looking at Ning Fan who was just inches away from her, she would be lying if she said that she was not afraid. Ning Fan's baleful qi was really terrifying. It was easy to imagine that it could scare away the ferocious beasts.
However, she remained calm and did not say a word. She quietly raised her head and stared at Ning Fan, which gave her some courage.
Her long hair was as white as snowflakes. On her snow-white hair, there was a large snow-white feather feather.
Her small face was a little pale and her right foot was still bare.
Seeing that the young lady did not try to hide or run away, Ning Fan nodded with a smile. This lady's cultivation base was not high but she was courageous. She was qualified to be the sister of an extraordinary lady like Xu Qiuling.
"You are Feng Xueyan?"
"…" The young lady nodded.
"Are you afraid of me?"
"…" The young lady wanted to nod but she hesitated for a moment and shook her head.
"You don't know how to speak?"
"…" The young lady nodded. Her eyes were filled with sadness but she hid it indifferently.
"What a pitiful person."
She was indeed pitiful. A Tenth Level Vein Opening Realm cultivator did not have spirit sense and could not speak. It was basically impossible for her to communicate with others.
Even though this lady was pitiful, Ning Fan's concern for her was also because of Xu Qiuling's request.
He reached out his hand to pull Feng Xueyan, intending to bring her back to the province. However, she gently stepped back and shook her head. Her meaning was obvious. She did not want to go back.
"Are you worried that the son of the Shi Le Country Lord will bully you?"
When Ning Fan's indifferent voice fell into Feng Xueyan's ears, it immediately turned into a strange expression.
Feng Xueyan felt very surprised. This young man in front of her did not look much older than her. How could he be so powerful and know everything?
That night, the son of the Shi Le Country Lord had evil intentions and sneaked into her room. When she realized that there was someone outside the door, she immediately fled in panic. Ning Fan was not there at that time. How could he know?
Even though Ning Fan could not directly communicate with the young lady, he knew the Mind Reading Technique. Even though the young lady could not speak, he could read her mind.
"Don't worry. Everything is over now. You can go home with me without worry."
"…" The young lady instinctively took a step back and looked at Ning Fan with a hint of fear.
She instinctively had a good impression of this young man who spoke gently. However, he was a stranger after all. It was impossible for her to trust him easily and follow him just because he said so.
"I am Qiuling's husband. This time, she asked me to bring you back. She was worried that you would be hungry."
Ning Fan took out a small shoe from his sleeve. He bent down and said with a smile. "Lift your foot. I will put it on for you."
As soon as Feng Xueyan heard Ning Fan mention Xu Qiuling and her embroidered shoe as a keepsake, Feng Xueyan could not help but believe Ning Fan a little. However, there was still a hint of wariness in the depths of her eyes.
She carefully looked at Ning Fan and found him more and more familiar. He seemed to be very similar to the portrait that Xu Qiuling showed her.
During the days when Xu Qiuling and Feng Xueyan were together, she often talked about Ning Fan to Feng Xueyan. She had even shown Ning Fan's true appearance to her.
Her initial wariness towards Ning Fan gradually faded away. She lifted her bare right foot and let Ning Fan put on the shoe for her.
"Thank you …" Her lips moved but she could not make any sound. Her eyes dimmed for a moment and then turned calm.
That calmness was just like Xu Qiuling who was indifferent to life and death when she was suffering from a terminal illness in the past.
The two of them did have some similarities in their personalities. No wonder they became sisters.
"Don't worry. I can hear your voice. You are saying 'thank you', aren't you? "
"How did you know …?" Feng Xueyan still could not make any sound. She could only move her lips. However, Ning Fan could hear what she was saying in her mind.
"This is a secret. If there is a chance in the future, I will slowly tell you about it. Let's go. It's time to go back. "
"Brother-in-law, wait for a moment … I lost something …"
Feng Xueyan bit her lips anxiously. Only then did she realize that the scroll in her sleeve had disappeared.
Ning Fan was slightly stunned. It was his first time hearing someone call him brother-in-law even if Feng Xueyan was calling him that in her mind.
His gaze towards Feng Xueyan became even gentler. With a faint smile, he took out a scroll from his sleeve and passed it to Feng Xueyan.
"I picked it up by accident. Now that everything is fine, can we go back? "
"Mm. Thank you, brother-in-law. I'm so hungry …"
Feng Xueyan's stomach growled, confirming what she said in her mind.
Ning Fan could not help but laugh. This little girl doesn't look like a cultivator at all. If she doesn't abstain from eating and goes into seclusion for one or two years, won't she starve to death?
Forget it. She calls me brother-in-law after all. If there is a chance, I will help her concoct pills and treat her illness. She must at least have a Harmonious Spirit Realm cultivation base. She can abstain from eating and cultivate while communicating with her spirit sense. Otherwise, how boring would it be for a little mute to shut herself away all day?
Holding the young lady's hand, Ning Fan turned into smoke with a single step. Just as he was about to return, Feng Xueyan suddenly fell on the snowy ground. Her body curled up into a ball. Her face was covered with sweat and her body was burning hot.
"Brother-in-law, it hurts. It hurts …" Feng Xueyan screamed helplessly in her heart. Ning Fan's eyes turned cold.
He used his spirit sense to check Feng Xueyan's body. Immediately, his usually calm eyes revealed a hint of anger.
"This is!"
Ning Fan squatted down and held Feng Xueyan in his arms. He turned her back to him and suddenly tore her clothes apart, revealing that she was still wearing a tube top. He stared at her back and the coldness in his eyes deepened.
On Feng Xueyan's fair and flawless back, there were eight seals with the pattern of black flames burning on her back.
Each of the eight seals was planted by a Void Refinement Realm cultivator with all their might. When the eight seals combine into one, even a Void Fragmentation Realm old monster might not be able to break it!
The eight seals were planted to seal something inside Feng Xueyan's body!
The seals could block all probing. No one knew what was hidden inside Feng Xueyan's body.
However, Ning Fan sensed that the thing that was sealed was a drop of devil blood that was burning like fire!
It was almost the same as the blood of Mo Luo in his primordial spirit. It was just slightly weaker in terms of power. There were also some flaws and it was not pure.
Feng Xueyan was different from Ning Fan. She was just a Vein Opening Realm cultivator and she did not have profound magic power like Ning Fan. How could she endure the torment of Mo Luo's blood?
Could it be that all the pain and sufferings of this lady were caused by this drop of Mo Luo's blood?
Ning Fan carefully examined her body. His eyes became colder and colder. He finally understood how vicious the eight seals were.
The person who sealed the devil blood was not hiding the blood but nurturing it instead!
When this Mo Luo's blood was first sealed, it was not a complete drop of blood. Perhaps it was just a trace of blood.
Someone sealed the trace of blood in Feng Xueyan's body and used her to nurture the devil blood, making it gradually grow stronger in order to achieve their goal.
After the devil blood is fully nurtured, they would sacrifice Feng Xueyan's life to complete the last step which was to remove the flaws of the devil blood and extract it.
The person who planted the seal on Feng Xueyan and nurtured the devil blood was really vicious.
However, what kind of person would do such a thing?
What was their goal?
Why did they choose Feng Xueyan?
Ning Fan held Feng Xueyan's small hand and helped her close her clothes. After that, he continued to channel his magic power into her body, causing her qi to gradually calm down.
At the moment when their palms touched each other, a feeling of being connected to each other suddenly appeared in their hearts.
Ning Fan had only felt this feeling from Fen Chi.
All of a sudden, Ning Fan seemed to understand why Feng Xueyan would be targeted by someone to nurture the devil blood in her body.
"She is the current Devil Concubine of the Giant Devil Clan!"
Hundreds of thoughts flashed across Ning Fan's mind while he continued to channel his magic power into her body.
The pain in Feng Xueyan's body gradually subsided and she slowly regained consciousness.
When she saw herself lying in Ning Fan's arms with her clothes half undone, revealing her naked body, a hint of fear flashed across her clear eyes.
"Brother-in-law, don't … Don't molest me …"
Her lips moved and she hugged her chest with her small hands. She was a little scared.
Ning Fan did not know whether to laugh or cry. Do I look like a bad person? I don't even let my sister-in-law go?
Perhaps, I do look like a bad person … Even he himself was not sure because he was indeed notorious right now. Everyone who sees him would be afraid of him and beasts would flee when they see him …
(1/3) (To be continued.)
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