That afternoon, Lu Fan left Jiangbei Nursing Home and prepared to drive to Emerald Valley.
What happened at Huarong Building last night made Lu Fan decide to consider changing his base. This would at least allow people like Tang Huanxi to be in a safe environment at all times.
He initially thought of Luyao Medical Clinic, but the medical clinic is located in the bustling center of Nandu City, and its geographical location is too sensitive. Once a large-scale head-on conflict occurs, not only will innocent people be affected, but he and the people around him will also be constrained.
The sacred temple can have no scruples, but he can't.
Everyone else also received his call, and they all left from various bases and drove to the designated location as soon as possible.
Mountainside villa garden.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse.
A group of figures gathered in the rose garden of the mountainside villa.
At this time, although the rose blooming season has passed, the artificially cultivated flower seeds in the yard are blooming extremely brightly at this time. The petals of the roses are blooming, setting off the boundless night, tranquil and dreamy.
Lu Fan looked at the people in front of him and suddenly realized that such a group of people had gathered around him unknowingly.
Liu Qingqing was in the villa room, with Fu Ling personally taking care of her.
Zhang Zihao was already awake, his body covered with bandages, and he was sitting next to Lu Fan.
Ma Zicong also rushed back from the Chen family manor. He carried thousands of corpses in one day. Even though he was half a master, he was still sitting there with a pale face, as if he had anemia.
And Bai Qiming.
Wen Ren Muxue, Licorice, Sea Aster, Butterfly...
Almost all of the others were seriously injured and fell on the bed, being taken care of by the blood medicine disciples.
The night wind blew gusts, blowing on a few people who rarely found peace.
"It's rare to be quiet."
Lu Fan brought over the brewed teapot and placed it on the middle table: "If Coach Lei hadn't suddenly returned, I guess I would still be in the Southeast Industrial Factory, looking for the lair of the sacred temple..."
"Does this save your life?"
Wenren Muxue rarely took the initiative to speak: "Judging from the current situation in Nandu, all the people in the sacred temple are now concentrated in the lair. If you go alone, what is the difference between going and dying?"