Fu Rao turned his head and glanced at the owner of the playful voice. What he saw was a young woman in her early twenties, wearing a simple and elegant light yellow dress.
Three thousand green silk threads danced behind Liu's back, running happily towards the pavilion.
When the young woman saw Fu Rao looking over, her shouts suddenly became much quieter.
Pouting his little mouth, he ran to Master Ju Peak and shouted: "Master, master, they are awake."
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Fu Rao secretly, as if he was afraid of her.
Lord Ju Peak said sleepily: "Are you awake?"
Then he stretched out, revealing his thick upper body, which made the girl next to him roll his eyes.
"Now that you're awake, let's go take a look." Master Ju Peak said lazily, while holding the girl's arm and walking out of the pavilion.
Fu Rao thought for a moment and then followed.
...
In the hut, Qi Fan sat up from the bed in a daze, covering his forehead.
Then the memories from before he fell into coma came to his mind, and his heart suddenly tightened.
After looking around for a week and not finding the person in his memory, he rushed out of the hut regardless of the aching pain in his mind.
After being in a coma for a long time, Qi Fan, who rushed out of the hut, subconsciously turned his head and blinked when he saw the sun.
At the same time, I also noticed that this was not Zhufeng, and I couldn't help but think, 'Where is this?' 'Where is Ling'er?'
He turned his head and saw several courtyards on the side, and ran towards the nearest courtyard without any hesitation.
Subconsciously scanning with his consciousness, Qi Fan suddenly felt pain in his mind, and Qi Fan couldn't help but cover his forehead.
His brows were furrowed, and in his haste he forgot that his consciousness had just recovered.
Although this courtyard is not big, it is not something Qi Fan can see through with his spiritual consciousness that can only extend five meters from his body.
Just as he was about to rise into the air and enter the courtyard, Qi Fan heard a lazy voice: "You woke up very quickly, and you seem to be very energetic."
At the same time, a girl quickly ran in front of Qi Fan, stretched out her hands to stop him and said, "This is my yard, you can't go in!"
Qi Fan, who frowned, looked at the girl and ignored her. Instead, he turned around and cupped his hands and said, "I have met Lord Ju Peak."
"Well. You want to find your sweetheart, right?"
"Yes, please let the peak master know."
"Well, it's in that courtyard over there."
Qi Fan followed the gaze of Master Ju Peak and saw that it was the third mansion.
Then he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Peak Master."
As soon as he finished speaking, he ran over, seeming impatient.
The girl who stopped in front of Qi Fan curled her lips and said: "Not polite."
Lord Ju Peak shook his head and laughed...
Fu Rao behind her gave her a sidelong glance and said calmly: "If you don't work hard in cultivation, if someone really breaks into your yard in the future, how will you stop them?"
The girl glanced at Fu Rao angrily, ran to Master Ju Peak, held her arm affectionately, and said, "Who dares to break into my yard while the master is here?"
"Master, right?"
Lord Ju Peak nodded her forehead and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes." There was a hint of doting in his eyes.
"Just protect her. If you are gone, I will see who will pamper her." Fu Rao said lightly, and then walked forward.
Lord Ju Peak chuckled, patted the girl's hand, and led her towards the courtyard. At the same time, he whispered: "In this ASEAN, I can still protect her."
"Besides, isn't there you?"
Fu Rao's curvy figure paused slightly and did not answer.
While several people were talking, Qi Fan had already found Xue Ling'er in a side room of the house.
He quickly walked to the bed and looked at Xue Ling'er, who was lying on the bed with a pale face and no color at all. She felt extremely distressed.
But he was extremely happy. It was not until this moment that the tight string in Qi Fan's heart relaxed.
'Ling'er, you really survived, the less than 10% chance of being beaten!'
Qi Fan sat on the edge of the bed, holding the jade hand that was colder than ordinary people, and stared at the pretty girl on the bed, unable to return to his senses for a long time.
Xue Ling'er was still unconscious, and her breathing was weak. Even her state had dropped from the original late stage of pill formation to the early stage of pill formation.
This is inevitable. It’s good to be able to save your life. How can you care about your realm?
After a while, a spiritual power appeared from Qi Fan's hand and entered Xue Ling'er's body.
In just a moment, Xue Ling'er instinctively let out a painful cry, and her pale face was slightly distorted.
Qi Fan was so frightened that he quickly took back his spiritual power, and the expression on Xue Ling'er's face returned to calmness.
Although it was only for a moment, Qi Fan had already clearly seen the situation inside Xue Ling'er's body.
His face turned dark involuntarily, and he was so gloomy that he almost oozed water.
The meridians are badly damaged, and the internal organs are all damaged.
The Dantian was so depressed that it was a miracle that he survived.
Fortunately, Shi Hai was fine, otherwise even if he survived, he would still be a living dead...
This is more painful than death.
Xue Ling'er looks like this now. As long as she takes good care of herself, she will be fine if she wakes up. It just depends on when she wakes up.
It's just that... if you want to practice, maybe... your chances are slim.
Qi Fan held his somewhat cold jade hand and rubbed his thumb gently on the back of the hand.
In the side room, Qi Fan's murmurs gradually sounded, which were all memories between the two of them...
From the snowy night when they first met, to the hazy emotions when they were young in Tianshui City, everything passed through Qi Fan's mouth one by one...
Talked for a long time...
Talking about the whispers of mosquitoes, talking about the rising moon, talking about the dawn, talking about the singing of kingfishers...
When Qi Fan walked out of the house, the rising sun was already slanting in the eastern sky, and there was a peaceful scene above the chrysanthemum peak.
In the distance, there are girls' laughter and indifferent scoldings.
This night, Qi Fan was not only reminiscing, but also searching for a way to heal his wounds.
Compared to Tianfeng Continent, True Lord Xinghuo from Taiyang Realm must have more profound knowledge.
After all, the vision of the Dongxu strongman is not comparable to that of Qi Fan and other Yuanying gods.
But as the night passed, Qi Fan's expression did not change much, except that his eyes became more determined.
In memory, there are good methods for troublesome injuries such as meridians and internal organs.
And with Qi Fan's current strength and identity, these methods can also be used.
As long as there are enough elixirs and careful maintenance, it is only a matter of time before these injuries heal.
However, although there is indeed a cure for this dantian depression in True Lord Xinghuo's memory, it is not feasible in Tianfeng Continent.
Because there is one material that Tianfeng Continent does not have, and that is Purple Yuan Grass, and it must be a thousand-year-old Purple Yuan Grass.
This is considered a precious elixir in the Taiyang world.
Qi Fan's idea was to stabilize Xue Ling'er's injuries first and heal the injuries to the meridians and organs first.