Feeding humans, she's serious

Chapter 60
The situation was reversed in an instant, and Gu Fanyin's hand burned by Tiandao regenerated blood and flesh. She lowered her head, and the part that hadn't healed was still hot and painful.

Her own blood kept dripping down, and Gu Fanyin lit a dark fire to burn the heavens, and only gave a light tut.

"The clothes are still dirty."

In the space that belongs to another person, only her voice echoes.

How could Tiandao, who had just awakened, be able to bear this? He gathered his figure in a hurry as if trying to break free, but before he could get close, he was refined by Gu Fanyin's casual raising of his hand.

This feeling of refinement is somewhat familiar... Gu Fanyin looked at it thoughtfully, as if looking at a slaughtered lamb.

"Should you speak now, or continue to resist?"

"Where is Ning Zhi?" The fire in Gu Fanyin's hands rose up and down for a while, and he didn't pay attention to the declining way of heaven.

Bai Guang Tuanzi struggled violently, but in the end he couldn't stand the dark fire, so he released the news aggrieved.

"Ning Zhi is unconscious, I didn't kill him."

Gu Fanyin chuckled, and the dark fire in his hand suddenly rose.

"I said it! You still haven't let me go!"

The white light ball danced crazily at his fingertips, but he couldn't avoid the icy flame no matter what. His originally serious voice collapsed in an instant, and it screamed loudly through gnashing of teeth.

"I didn't promise to let you go."

Gu Fanyin poked the collapsed Baiguang Tuanzi with his other hand, and said with a smile, "Xiao Tiandao, who taught you to do business with demons?"

"you--"

The originally stable space faintly began to shatter. Gu Fanyin was refining the last bit while it was still warm. The empty space kept collapsing, and the shattered breath slowly diffused in the air.

As long as the last trace of the consciousness of the Dao of Heaven is refined, it will all disappear here.

...as it should be.

Ke Ningzhi's comatose figure appeared in the shattered space.

Gu Fanyin stopped her hands. Seeing that Ning Zhi was about to fall with her head up, she didn't care about the remaining sense of heaven in her hands, and instantly tore through the space and chased after him.

After finally receiving someone, before he breathed a sigh of relief, he watched Ning Zhi's figure melt away in front of him again.

Gu Fanyin looked at the face that was beginning to dissipate, his eyes dimmed: "...Ning Zhi?"

"I am here."

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind, and Gu Fanyin turned around subconsciously, and what she saw was the young monk in fluttering clothes.

The other party's long eyelashes drooped, and the words seemed a little stiff: "...I am here."

A gust of wind blew by, Ning Zhi opened his eyes wide, and was pulled into a hug that still smelled of blood.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Gu Fanyin took the initiative to explain: "A little trauma can't affect my emotions."

It can be easily cured and suppressed.

"I thought you were gone." She stuffed her head into the socket of his neck and took a deep breath. "When did you wake up?"

"Huh?" Ning Zhi wanted to push her hand to stop in the air, but he was a little surprised when he heard this, "When did I faint?"

"you are not……"

"I was suddenly pulled into a space, which was a bit tricky at first, and then gradually became weaker." Ning Zhi led Gu Fanyin down from the completely shattered space, and described plainly: "At last, I was smashed into pieces by a whip."

Gu Fanyin was surprised, and before he could speak, he realized that the surrounding environment had completely changed.

They seem to have landed in an empty snow-capped mountain, with limited viewing angles and a few strong trees growing.

"Who is it!" Gu Fanyin's eyes changed, and he pushed Ning Zhi behind him with his backhand.

"Fairy Sanskrit..."

Qian Qiuxue walked out from behind the tree trunk expressionlessly, looked at the two people who hugged each other as soon as they landed, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly: "Why did you come in?"

Qian Qiuxue: If she remembers correctly, this fairy is already in the middle Nascent Soul stage, right?
"Splitting down the Nine Heavens Pagoda, it was naturally let in."

Gu Fan's voice was calm and breezy, and his blood still hadn't faded away. Qian Qiuxue noticed that, with a wooden face, he took out a few pills from the Qiankun bag.

"This is for hemostasis and healing. Fairy Sanskrit will deal with it first."

"No need," Gu Fanyin pushed away, happily rubbing the silver bell hanging on the little girl's head, "Are you alone here?"

Qian Qiuxue nodded, wanting to show a warm smile, but her expression became more rigid: "This snow mountain seems to have an illusion."

"How did you find out?"

Qian Qiuxue: "...I have been walking here for a quarter of an hour."

She hugged the cold sword, feeling helpless under the light-colored pupils reflected by the snow.

Ning Zhi calmed down, knelt down to touch the snow on the ground, and after a while, he slowly swept away the piece under his feet.

"That's..." Qian Qiuxue approached, and then split the thick ice with a sword, "A stone tablet."

She looked a little dignified: "This is probably a double-layer secret realm."

The core that can support the double-layer secret realm... At least it has reached the edge of a demigod.

But the greater the opportunity, the greater the risk.

When the two layers of secret realms intersect, even the Nine Heavens Order will be blocked for a period of time.

What's more, Qian Qiuxue always felt that there was something wrong with this secret realm.

Gu Fanyin looked at her solemn expression, raised her eyebrows, and said, "You seem to be hesitating?"

"Yes," Qian Qiuxue still put her hand on the stone tablet, and looked up at her honestly, "but I will definitely go in."

"That's right, since everyone is here..."

Gu Fanyin took Ning Zhi's cold hand, and pulled her into his arms involuntarily. Ning Zhi lowered his eyes to look at her. As soon as he frowned, the pain in his eyes was illuminated by the dark fire.

She chose to burn the stele directly.

Gu Fanyin's fire was extremely domineering, almost the moment he climbed up, the three people standing in place felt a pulling force, Qian Qiuxue's pupils widened, and he was caught off guard.

A second later, the cold and expansive snow disappeared directly, replaced by a bustling market and the bustling Fuyue City at a glance.

"This is……"

Gu Fanyin didn't know anything about this place, and Qian Qiuxue, the only one who might know something, was not there.

Assuming it was just playing with Ning Zhi, Gu Fanyin happily gave up thinking.

Ning Zhi was always pulled by her, and now he also turned to look at the gate of the city, trying to find traces of the existence of the city in his memory.

However, nothing was achieved.

"That girl..." A small vendor not far away noticed them and was talking with someone next to him. Gu Fanyin noticed their gazes and looked back coldly.

They were just ordinary traders, who couldn't bear her gaze, and immediately felt two tremors, and swallowed half of what they said.

Seeing this, Ning Zhi took two steps forward and planned to ask first.

"We're new here, so I wonder if there are any rules here?"

The street vendor who was picked out stroked his chest, his eyes were scattered, but he didn't dare to look at them: "It's nothing..."

Gu Fanyin interrupted: "What did you want to say just now?"

"look up."

"Ah... be careful!"

As if seeing something terrifying, the pupils of the small vendor who was forced to look up instantly enlarged, and he dragged his stall back crazily.

(End of this chapter)