Senior brothers, please stop abusing me. I'm going to change my ways to be merciless.

Zhou Haiping's sudden change of subject made Fan Li feel a little strange.

How did he know she had a brother?

Could it be that the other party knows her background?

Speaking of which, Fan Li once asked Mei Nianzhi about her life experience. The other party only said that she had lived a happy and fulfilling life, had a wealthy family, was loved by her parents and brothers, and was a child who grew up in a honeypot.

However, the world is unpredictable, and when a nation is destroyed, all its eggs will be left intact. Everyone was affected by the war, leaving their families broken and their homes displaced.

Fan Li thought that cultivators should cut off their worldly past, so he did not delve into the past.

But how could this evil cultivator recognize her? Fan Li couldn't help but feel suspicious.

But Zhou Haiping seemed to be just saying it casually and didn't say any more nonsense.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, and the power of the Nascent Soul in his body surged out!

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, the surrounding clouds were blown away by the strong wind, and the dark clouds rising in the distance completely blocked the sun.

The sky and the earth suddenly darkened, like night.

The cultivators within a radius of a hundred miles instantly felt their hair stand on end, alarm bells rang, and they all ran away and retreated.

If you accidentally get involved in a duel between Yuanying powerhouses, you won’t even know how you died!

The pressure of the late Nascent Soul stage surged towards Fan Li like a surging wave, with overwhelming force, as if countless evil spirits were screaming and wailing, leaving no grass growing wherever it passed.

Fan Li noticed that a rhinoceros running in the forest had visibly turned into a pile of bones.

The birds in the sky that had no time to dodge also exploded into balls of blood mist, and a gray vortex full of death appeared in the sky above their heads... The evil cultivators who have cultivated to the late Nascent Soul stage are comparable to the powerful gods.

Fan Li narrowed his eyes slightly and retreated several miles.

Then she gently raised her hand, her palm flashing with light, and the snow-white Wuxiang Sword in her hand made a slight humming sound, spitting out countless white sword beams.

Immediately afterwards, with her as the center, these sword beams combined into a defensive sword formation in a few breaths, barely resisting Zhou Haiping's pressure.

Zhou Haiping sneered: "You little bitch, today is your death anniversary!"

"Hand over that spirit beast, and I might leave you an intact corpse!"

The black energy behind Zhou Haiping turned into a huge black dragon.

"Go!" Zhou Haiping shouted in a low voice.

The dragon soared into the sky, passing through the clouds, surrounded by strange, weeping skulls.

Fan Li looked at the dragon and raised his eyebrows.

The Jiaolong is not a real dragon, but she has a real dragon.

Zhou Haiping had a gloomy expression, and he looked at Fan Li as if he was looking at a dead person.

So what if he is a genius? He will still die in his hands!

A black dragon opened its bloody mouth and appeared above Fan Li's head.

Zhou Haiping's ferocious smile gradually widened.

The sword array cannot stop his dragon.

He could already imagine the scene of Fan Li being torn to pieces by the dragon.

I heard that this dead girl has innate ice spiritual roots, I wonder what it tastes like... Cruelty flashed in Zhou Haiping's eyes, and he couldn't help licking his lips, muttering to himself.

The dragon swooped down, and Fan Li looked so small under it.

At this moment, a dragon roar from ancient times made Zhou Haiping's face change.

He suddenly looked up, and the black dragon also looked up at the sky.

The air seemed to freeze.

Zhou Haiping's pupils contracted violently.

A huge black shadow appeared in the clouds.

The black shadow was a hundred feet long, or even longer, winding and circling in the sky. After a while, its true appearance was revealed.

It's a real dragon!

It is also the rarest snow dragon in the world!

In the sunlight, the snow dragon's body emits a crystal clear light, as if the entire body is composed of countless tiny ice crystals, and each scale is like a carefully polished crystal, reflecting colorful light.

The dragon's head is huge and majestic, and its horns are like crystal clear icicles, sharp and pointed, flashing with a cold light.

His eyes were cold and sharp, and his gaze seemed to be able to freeze everything.

The appearance of the snow dragon makes the Jiaolong look like a joke.

The snow dragon's claws were thick and powerful, like huge ice hooks, which easily hooked the dragon.

Zhou Haiping was reciting the mantra silently while breaking out in a cold sweat.

In the end, he suffered a backlash and spat out a mouthful of black blood, and the dragon was crushed by the snow dragon.

Fan Li's first strike summoned a snow dragon.

Seeing Zhou Haiping falling into a disadvantage, Fan Li swung down the second sword without hesitation, with supreme sword intent!

......

A Nascent Soul cultivator has the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. The gap in strength is too great, and the outcome can be determined faster than that of a Golden Core cultivator.

Only a few strands of Zhou Haiping's originally lush hair remained, his clothes were torn, with many marks of being scratched by sharp objects, and his skin was exposed to the sun.

He lay on the ground, holding his head and said, "Lady, please spare me, lady, please spare me!"

He never expected Fan Li to be so strong!

She has both a true dragon and sword intent, isn't she only in the early stages of the Nascent Soul?!

Zhou Haiping has no time to think, now he just wants to survive!

He is very good at pretending to be a grandson. The more arrogant he was before, the more cowardly he is now.

Fan Li didn't intend to keep him, she raised her hand.

Suddenly, Zhou Haiping shouted, "Wait! I know who you are, I know who you are!!"

"You are the daughter of King Han, the little princess of the Moon Kingdom!"

Fan Li was slightly stunned.

She had specifically inquired about the Yue Kingdom before and learned that the king of the Yue Kingdom was surnamed Han and was called King Han.

Zhou Haiping secretly observed Fan Li's expression, and when he saw the confusion that flashed across her face, he knew that she was not clear about her own life experience.

A gleam of light flashed in Zhou Haiping's deep eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He playfully tried to get closer: "What a coincidence! Come to think of it, I held you in my arms when you were a kid!"

Upon hearing this, Fan Li looked at him unhappily and with great disgust.

She was full of doubts about the words of the evil cultivator in front of her.

Mei Nianzhi clearly said that she was just a lady from an ordinary family, so how did she become the little princess of the Moon Kingdom when she came to the evil cultivator?

Emotionally, she would rather believe Mei Nianzhi, but rationally, she was told that Zhou Haiping's reaction did not seem fake.

Someone lied to her.

Fan Li's knife pointed at Zhou Haiping's throat. "I am whoever you say I am. Why should I believe you?"

Zhou Haiping chuckled and raised his chin towards Fan Li. "The longevity lock on your neck was made by your mother's founding craftsmen. Your real name should be Han Qingyue. You were born on the first day of the first lunar month. You have three moles on the soles of your feet..."

Fan Li does have three moles on the soles of her feet.

She said coldly: "Then who are you?"

Fan Li stared at Zhou Haiping, not missing any subtle expression on his face.

Zhou Haiping said kindly, "I'm your uncle, your mother's younger brother. I also have three moles on the soles of my feet. If you don't believe me, just look."

As he said that, he immediately took off his boots, lifted one foot and showed it to Fan Li.

It is indeed in the same position as Fan Li’s three moles.

"Now you believe it, we are really related by blood." Zhou Haiping was excited, with tears in his eyes, and his feelings were sincere.

Fan Li lowered the knife in his hand with a complicated expression, and found it difficult to accept for a moment.

Fate really played a ridiculous joke on her.

Her only living relative was actually an unforgivable evil cultivator?!