Chapter 1621

This belongs to Ning fan's memory, but after giving it, it is like becoming its own memory.

As for the effect, it still needs time to observe, but Ning fan has confidence in himself and Xiaoqiang.

"Dad, I have too much to learn. I'll get some sleep." Bruce Lee looks at Ning fan with eyes.

"Go Ning fan is very satisfied with its performance.

Bruce Lee got his permission, immediately got into the stamen, and soon snored. It is now equivalent to a human baby, sleeping very well, sleeping very lovely.

Ning fan blesses the flower of true righteousness so that it will not wither, so that Bruce Lee can make it his home.

After all this, Ning fan suddenly felt tired. Creating Xiaoqiang consumed a lot of energy, which was completely different from before. It made him feel afraid.

Fortunately, there is no one to disturb at the moment, otherwise it will be a big trouble. In the process of dialogue with Bruce Lee, not only his combat effectiveness has decreased, but also his perception of all around him has decreased, which is very dangerous.

"It seems that the creation of life not only requires a profound way of doing, but also a laborious work that consumes a lot of money. Sure enough, everything has a definite number. If I like Bruce Lee can make it infinitely, it's really terrible. Now it seems impossible. I'm tired to make one. " Ning fan shakes his head and smiles bitterly.

It's time for me to practice in the baptism pool, and I won't get more if I stay here.

"Where is father's retreat?" Ning fan is a little strange. He has never felt the breath of his father.

Even if you don't know him, if you can feel his father's breath, Ning fan believes that he can't admit his mistake. But looking across the city, there is no such strong presence, which is a bit unusual.

"Back to the master, I don't know." The priest wiped his sweat awkwardly.

He looked down in awe. The longer he is around Ning fan, the deeper he is in awe of Ning fan.

I thought Ning fan had a big man as a supporter. Later I found out that Ning fan was a big man himself, but I didn't think Ning fan could create a soul. It wasn't until Ning fan's performance by the baptism pool that he really surprised the priest.

It is the father who can create life and soul. He once thought Ning fan was the father.

Now it seems obviously not, but the reverence for Ning fan has taken root in the heart of the priest.

Otherwise, how can Ning fan ask where his heavenly father is, and even Ning fan doesn't know his heavenly father. There was a cold sweat on the priest's forehead. He couldn't figure out where Ning fan came from. He dared to mention the heavenly Father in such a tone.

"Where's the saint?" Ning fan turned his mouth, and the priest's expression did not escape his eyes.

Ning fan thinks it's time to meet the saint. He believes that the saint must have noticed him for such a long time.

It's just a little strange to him that the saint is so calm that she never comes to test him.

In fact, the place where the virgin lives is not far away, just beside the baptism pool, because most of the original power needed by the father is injected into the baptism pool, and then is taken away by the father through the baptism pool.

The energy of the baptism pool is flowing all the time, which Ning fan has discovered for a long time.

Like the sea, the baptism pool has enormous energy. What Ning fan used and the energy needed for the baby dwarf's baptism are just a drop in the bucket compared with the baptism pool, which is not worth mentioning at all. Therefore, Ning fan has not been worried about attracting the father's attention.

Of course, Ning fan has been very cautious, not to trace the direction of the baptism pool energy, it is easy to self defeating.

"In the palace of the saints." The priest's face twitched and looked unnatural.

Ning fan took a deep look at him: "you seem to have some views on the saint?"

"No, no!" The priest quickly denied it, then looked around and carefully explained, "master, the virgin is a good man. Please don't embarrass her."

The saint won't be liked and loved by everyone, but most dwarfs have respect for her. It's from the heart, not from the empty head. I'd rather judge that.

"Take me there, or you can tell her that I want to see her." Ning fan light tunnel.

The priest didn't see any attitude from Ning fan's face. He hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't dare to resist. He was in a nervous mood.

After waiting for about half an hour, the priest came back in a hurry and said to Ning fan that the virgin would like to see him.

It's not for Ning fan's palace to meet him, but for her to see him in person, which makes the priest feel puzzled and rush back to let Ning fan prepare. He doesn't want any unhappiness between the two.

"Don't worry, I have no malice to the virgin." Ning fan turned his lips.

His voice did not fall, a pure and holy breath came, you don't need to see that it was the virgin.

The priest himself went out to meet him. In the city of the earth, the status of the saint is very high.

Ningfan did not move until the priest met the virgin before him, and he got up and gave a little greeting. As he expected, the virgin did not become a dwarf, and mother earth was like a twin sister.

But look carefully, there is still some slight difference between the two. Although the saint's look is quiet, there is still a worry between her eyebrows. She lived a heavy life, but she couldn't show it easily.

In the city of the earth, the saint can't go against the will of the heavenly father. She must do things according to the will of the heavenly Father, which is a great test for her and greatly limits her actions.

The heavenly father is the Supreme Master of the city of the earth. No one can disobey the heavenly father. No matter how much you think of the father in your heart, you can't show it on the surface.

Because more and more people believe in the heavenly Father and are proud to serve the heavenly father. They are willing to give everything for the heavenly father.

"Saint, I've heard so much about you. I'll see you today." Ning fan smiles and reaches out his hand to the saint.

He met with equal courtesy and shook hands habitually.

The Virgin was slightly surprised, but she didn't refuse. She held out her jade hand and gently shook it with him.

In the moment when they hold hands together, a force of the source of life flows between them. Almost at the same time, they looked at each other, and there was a trace of doubt in the beauty of the saint's eyes.

Ning fan can see that under her doubts, there is more excitement and expectation.

"Do you think it's similar?" Ning fan smiles.

"Well --" the saint nodded quietly and drew her hand back.

Her hands are as warm as jade and soft as boneless, which can be called an exquisite work of art.

Ning fan had some regrets in his heart. After all, he had not been able to touch the mother earth for so long in the temple. Now, although it's her separation, it means the same to him as she does.

"Saint, I'm sincere. I hope you are the same." When Ning Fan said that, he made a barrier to isolate them from the world.