Just when Zhang Fanyu made Yanlongxin beat the middle-aged beautiful woman's magic weapon and gained an absolute advantage, he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue her. Instead, he paused, stopped his hands and asked suddenly.

Seeing this, the middle-aged beauty breathed a sigh of relief and did not answer immediately. Instead, a look of apology flashed in her eyes and nodded. Then she was fully focused, countless handprints appeared in her palms, and her spiritual power re-entered the irregular sphere that was still floating in the air.

Zhang Fan looked at all this as if he understood something, and did not say a word. He waved it, and the strong wind gushed out, "booming", closing the door of the stone chamber, isolating the noise outside, and the inside of the stone chamber suddenly became quiet.

Sitting cross-legged, watching the middle-aged beautiful woman Shi Wei quietly.

By this time, he had discovered something wrong.

Before, he didn't care what the other party was, but now he was different. A brief glance made him see what the problem was.

At this time, a rosy look appeared on Wan'er's face, but this rosy is bright red, which is caused by the upward surging of blood. The moment all this happened, it was the middle-aged beauty who fought back.

If he had seen this, if he hadn't understood it, it would have been useless for his second life to be a human being. He had been practicing for many years.

In the stone chamber, there were only the yellow earth-yellow spheres in the air, flying "drippingly". Every time they rotated, a little yellow light particles seemed to be thrown out and sank into Wan'er's body below.

The red color faded, and a blue color appeared, and everything seemed like Zhang Fan when he came in.

But in a few moments, the irregular sphere in the air shrank several times. At this time, it seemed that it was only the size of a mung bean."

After a long breath, the middle-aged beauty turned her hands around and put them away, and at the same time she carefully put away the yellow orbs as big as mung beans. Looking at her movements, it was like this little thing that would ignore the supreme treasure that would be a little careless.

He looked at Wan'er who had calmed down lovingly. The middle-aged beautiful woman turned her head and looked at Zhang Fan. Her eyes were circling in her beautiful eyes, as if there was a colorful look. She looked up and down and asked, "Fellow Taoist, are you the brother in the little disciple Wan'er's mouth?"

"Yes, I'm here to see Zhang Fan. I see fellow Taoist Shi Hanyue!"

Zhang Fan slowly stood up and said with a slight politeness.

Now he naturally understood that this middle-aged beauty was really the master of Wan'er as Li Fugui mentioned, and Han Yue, the master of the alchemy.

"Just Zhang was reckless just now. Fellow Daoist Hanyue, don't be accustomed to it."

"Where is it? Han Yue took action first, how can he blame fellow Taoist?

The two of them politely spoke to each other, and Zhang Fan had no intention of greeting each other again. He stepped forward and came to Mingyu's bed, ignored Han Yue's scrutiny gaze, frowned and stared at Wan'er who was lying on her back, washing herself as if she was sleeping.

Under his eyes, you can still see Wan'er's seemingly calm face twitching from time to time, her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, just like Xizi holding her heart, as if there was some pain and pain still clear in her sleep.

He pulled up her slender hand lovingly. Feeling the coldness in it, Zhang Fan sighed, and his hands increased slightly, and a warm color spread. In an instant, it spread throughout Wan'er's body.

This light red warm color has no sharp and domineering meaning at all, as if the afterglow of the sunset only makes people feel a little warmth.

Against the backdrop of this warm color, Wan'er's face looked much better, as if she would smile and straighten her body. However, Zhang Fan's face turned pale.

Things were more serious than he thought.

Spiritual power enters the body and spiritual consciousness spreads. Of course, nothing can be hidden from his perception. Now Wan'er's situation is clearly so bad that it cannot be worse, and even to the point where she may die at any time.

The root cause of all this. No, it is not a spiritual problem, but it comes from her

soul.

Wan'er's soul was filled with a strong silence. The silence was entangled tightly, as if she wanted to drag her entire soul into the endless hollow below until it was cold forever.

This dead silence is entangled in the soul. The first step of any separation method is to hurt Wan'er's soul, that is, if it is erased with force, even if the old monster in the Nascent Soul stage takes action, the end will be to get a body.

In fact, things should have been much more serious than what Zhang Fan saw, but in Wan'er's body, including flesh, spiritual power, and soul, there were a little yellow light that seemed to be the opponent of this dead silence, vaguely resisting, constantly slowing down the speed of silence.

However, in Zhang Fan's opinion, this is all about treating the symptoms but not the root cause. It won't take long to consume the yellow light spots, the subtle balance will be broken, and everything will return to its original trajectory.

"What's going on in Wan'er?"

Zhang Fan slowly pulled out his hand and said without looking back.

Although he had never seen his expression, Han Yue could still clearly feel the stern meaning in Zhang Fan's words, and her heart was filled with a trembling heart.

Although due to Wan'er's factor, she did not do her best. In the ice quiz, there were Shen Dao who competed with her early stage of the Killing Pill. What's more, she is not the only one pound in the world. People have trump cards, but who knows what trump cards Zhang Fan has not given, so she has to care about it.

She thought it was not bad, and Zhang Fan was a little reluctant just now. If he used Qiankun in his sleeve to cooperate with Yan Longxin at the same time and then summoned the Killing Pill clone, it would not be impossible to kill Han Yue on the spot.

"Wan'er is obsessed with it!"

Without hesitation, Han Yue replied without thinking.

This is the different status, strength, and the different treatments received. If Li Fugui asked the words just now, there would be no answer at all. Even if he came in, he would be killed by Han Yue.

Not only did Zhang Fan not feel relieved when he heard this, his brows frowned even tighter and said in a deep voice:

"What kind of martial arts can be so entangled?"

Going into being a demon generally refers to the loss of control of spiritual power and the damage to the Taoist foundation. This is the case if you don’t think it will happen.

"Wan'er practiced the Xuanyin Jade Heart Art!"

Han Yue hesitated for a moment and said the name of the magic trick.

"The Xuanyin Seed Jade Heart Art?"

Zhang Fan pondered for a moment and shook his head. He had never heard of this magic technique. He was about to ask questions, but the Daoist who had not made any sound suddenly interrupted:

"Boy, Wan'er is so nice!"

"If she is lucky, you will be blessed."

"Um?"

The ignorant words of the Ku Taoist made Zhang Faner-2 Jinwang confused. He was about to ask again, but he laughed and refused to say a word.

At this moment, Han Yue immediately said: "The prerequisite for practicing the Xuanyin Seed Jade Heart Art is "the most affectionate and loveless." How easy is it to be!"

"I advised Wan'er at that time, but unfortunately she didn't listen to me and insisted on doing this.

Speaking of this, Han Yue's regret on her face was unconcealed, and the gaze that looked at Zhang Dan was even more profound.

Zhang Fan's brow suddenly frowned into the character "Chuan". It was not because Han Yue was vague and did not mention the details of this magic technique. After all, it was a secret technique of Xuanyin Sect, so it was normal to have some obscureness.

What he cares about is the eight words "The most affectionate, the most ruthless, the ruthless, the other merciless."

How many people can do it in just eight simple words?

There is no need to say more about what is the most affection and love. There is a mystery in it. To be ruthless and loveless in the most affection and love, there is only one situation that can be so.

Just like our feelings for our brothers and feet, there is no pound of villains, we can say that we don’t care about our own hands and feet, right? This is a kind of natural "love". But before losing them, who would express any different feelings to our own hands and feet, and would not even think about it.

This is ruthlessness and love!

Hands, feet, body. All love is instinct, without so much poetry, without so much persistence, and even without a sense of existence.

This is given to the creature itself by heaven and earth. It is never easy to create this feeling of body between two separate individuals, at least Zhang Fan has never seen it in his life.

Therefore, it is possible to imagine the dangers of Wan'er practicing this magical power.

Thinking of the dead silence that was entrenched in Wan'er's soul, Zhang Fan felt enlightened, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Fellow Daoist Hanyue, can there be a solution!"

As he said that, his eyes moved down and looked at Han Yue's waist, where she had previously put away the irregular yellow orb.

After all, the Xuanyin Seed Jade Heart Skill is the magic trick of the Xuanyin Sect. If they had no solution, Zhang Fan would not believe it. If this was true, then the person who practiced this magic trick would probably have died long ago. It was purely a magic trick that harmed people, so how could it be passed down?

"Very good! There is a way, but

Han Yue's face, which was as rich as a full moon, smiled bitterly. When her palm flipped, a yellow orb the size of a mung bean appeared in her white and tender palm.

"This is the last beast treasure!"

"Beast treasure?"

Zhang Fan's eyes condensed and he instantly stared at the so-called "beast treasure". An invisible force emerged out of thin air, wrapping the beast treasure, causing it to rise from Han Yue's palm and send it to Zhang Fan.

Han Yue had no intention of stopping it. She looked up at the empty roof where the cold light spread into the stone chamber, bringing a hazy brilliance to everything.

The roof of the Ming Jade House had long been broken without a trace with Zhang Fan's blow.

This dark jade house is naturally a rare thing, and most of it was destroyed by him. However, Han Yue's eyes were full of resentment and regret. On the contrary, a bright color flashed by.

"Isn't that possible?"

Han Yue's eyes became brighter and she raised her eyes to Zhang Fan, just as she saw him frowning, and moved her eyes away from the beast treasure, opening her to speak.
Chapter completed!