The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

Ming Fan looked at the Ming family in front of him, and the BGM appeared in his mind unconsciously.

This time, she wanted to take back everything that belonged to her. A strong voice interrupted the superficial harmony.

"Ming Fan?"

When Ming Yu came back from outside and saw Ming Fan, his expression was the same as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"Why are you here?!"

Ming Jincheng glared at Ming Yu displeased: "What are you talking about? This is your sister. Isn't it right to go home?"

Mingyu looked at Ming Jincheng and then at Mingfan as if he had seen a ghost. His father must have hit something.

"Huh, in my heart, I only have a younger sister, Luan'er."

Ming Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at him like an idiot.

You treat your sister like a sister, and your sister treats you like a dog.

"What kind of eyes do you have!"

Ming Fan didn't bother to pay attention to him and walked straight inside.

Ming Jincheng looked at Ming Fan's back and said in a deep voice, "It's a fact that you have two sisters."

"No, I, this..."

"It's nothing. If you have this skill, practice more.

Ming Fan Fourteen is already a golden elixir. Look at you, you are already weak. How long have you been in the early stage of the golden elixir!

Also, don’t cause trouble for your sister in the future. "

When it comes to this son, Ming Jincheng hates that iron cannot become steel.

As long as he can gain some momentum, he will have no intention of recognizing Ming Fan back.

Ming Yu wanted to say something more, but Ming Jincheng stopped looking at him, put on a smiling face, and chased Ming Fan.

"Tomorrow, my father has made a room specially for you. If you are tired from the journey, you should rest first."

Although immortal cultivators do not need to rest, Ming Jincheng still spared no effort to express his concern for Mingfan.

Ming Yu's eyes wandered between the abnormal father Ming and his sister who suddenly returned, and his expression gradually became cold.

He didn't know what made his father's attitude towards Ming Fan change so drastically all of a sudden, but he wouldn't make it easy for her.

After presenting the deep love between father and daughter with Ming Jin, Ming Fan wandered around the Ming family.

Maybe she went too far last time, which cast a shadow on Ming Jincheng. Some rooms were restricted and locked with black iron.

Ming Fan clicked his tongue and shook his head while watching, he really looked up to her.

Are you afraid that she will set fire to the Ming family again?

What about the trust between people that we talked about before?

Ming Fan wandered around for a while, and it seemed that he was going to stay at Ming's house for a few more days this time.

She took out the black box, took out a bottle of elixir from Najie as usual, poured it on it, and tried to scream a few more times.

There is still no news from the old ghost.

There was a noise outside the door, Ming Fan narrowed his eyes and summoned the three spears.

"Hey, you just remembered me now."

The three spears came out and circled around her, rising and falling.

Ever since Jiuyou Chahai came back, it had been ignoring her. If she didn't speak, it would be mean, but if she spoke, it would be yin and yang.

Ming Fan had no choice but to pick out his eyeballs with it. He was really stingy.

"Little sister."

Ming Fan looked at the five people in black clothes with their faces covered, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"It's really you." Rong Hua's eyes lit up when he saw Ming Fan, and he took off the handkerchief covering his face.

"You are..."

"You don't mind if we come as guests when you return to Ming's house." Leshan walked up from behind, his fox eyes narrowed.

"I don't mind, but I don't mind..." Ming Fan looked at them and was speechless.

You guys are all dressed in black and have your heads covered in the middle of the night. Are you sure you're a guest?

Be an assassin...

"Junior sister, we climbed over the wall and came in. However, it seems that the Ming family does not have the same standing as our Qingyang Sect."

He Mu said, striding forward.

These people walked around leisurely with their heads held high. Not a thief at all...ah, the humility of being a guest.

For a moment, Ming Fan had the illusion that this was not her home, but theirs.

"Junior sister, follow me quickly."

Ming Fan: "..." How about she leave?

During the day, Ming Fan wandered around the Ming Mansion, or stayed beside Ming Jincheng, making innuendoes.

Both of them played Ming Yu and couldn't stand it.

"No matter what your purpose is for coming back, I advise you to keep it in your heart."

Ming Yu called Ming Fan, with warning in his words.

Ming Fan turned around and grinned: "Persuade me? Why, just with your golden elixir cultivation?"

"you!"

"Not everyone is qualified to advise me." Ming Fan turned around and left, then turned back when he thought of something; "Ah~ by the way, do you think Ming Jincheng would beat you to death if he found out about your dirty thoughts. "

"You spit out blood!"

Ming Yu's eyes widened immediately because of Ming Fan's words, and his whole body felt as if he was struck by lightning.

He had obviously covered it up very well, how could she know...

If she knows, what about her sister? Did his sister already know about it... He didn't dare to think about it, his whole face turned pale.

"Yeah, you coward."

Seeing his lost look, Ming Fan sneered coldly, immediately lost interest in teasing, and left straight away.

She had disgusting thoughts about her own sister. If he dared to admit it, she would consider him a beast.

I don't even dare to admit it. It's really disgusting.

Ming Fan walked around Ming Mansion and memorized various places by heart.

Everywhere she goes, she will sense the fluctuations of the black box to determine whether there is what she is looking for.

When she came back this time, the attitudes of those domestic servants who looked down upon others had changed drastically.

But she didn't care much about this... Ming Fan stared at the door in front of him with a glint in his eyes.

The black box is moving.

Ming Fan leaned forward, spiritual energy gushed out from his hands, and he pushed towards the door.

"Why are you here?"

Ming Fan's outstretched hand paused at the sound, and she knew who it was without even looking.

"Hey~ I'm afraid you forgot, my surname is also Ming."

Mingluan was speechless for a moment and lowered his eyes for the first time to explain: "I, I didn't mean that..."

Ming Fan secretly noted this room and walked past Ming Luan.

Mingluan suddenly said: "Wait."

Ming Fan gave her a strange look: "Is there anything else?"

"Before, it was me..."

"You're not going to apologize to me, are you?"

Mingluan Ha rarely refuted.

Ming Fan: "..." I don't understand this operation, I really don't understand it.

"I will not forgive you."

There was no way she could forgive the dead Ming Fan. As for what Mingluan did, a combination of circumstances caused several of his senior brothers and sisters to live in the Demon Clan.

These are her evil causes. Every cause must have its effect. The cause and effect is not determined by her.

However, she can charge some interest.

Although I don’t know how she suddenly realized her enlightenment and stirred up some wind,

Ming Fan raised the corners of his mouth and walked past Ming Luan.

She didn't know why, but she saw a feeling of uncertainty from Mingluan.

She couldn't help but think about it, and this feeling disappeared again.

Ming Fan quietly left a mark on her body.

And Ming Luan only felt a fragrant breeze blowing over Ming Fan. On this day, she ran to the hut eighty-eight times...