The wretched little fat man did not make a move towards Song Fan. He put his hands behind his back and strode away into the distance.
"By the way, my name is Shi Shangwen. We will meet again if we have the chance. Of course, before that, you must first escape the pursuit of the Wu clan."
The words of the wretched little fat man spread far away.
"Shi Shangwen?"
Looking at the wretched little fat man's back gradually retreating, Song Fan let out a long breath and sat down on the ground.
This wretched little fat man is a person who pays attention to his credibility. After three moves, he no longer bothers him.
This fight with the wretched little fat man allowed Song Fan to see how terrifying the Talisman Master is, especially the weird spiritual power. It is simply a big killer weapon for the Talisman Master. It is defenseless and extremely terrifying. When fighting, use your spirit.
The power affects the enemy and can have miraculous effects.
The wretched little fat man is just a one-star Talisman Master, but he is already so terrifying, let alone a high-level Talisman Master.
"Hmm!" Song Fan moved his body with difficulty, and large beads of sweat fell from his forehead, as if he had done something extremely difficult.
"Looking at the current situation, I'm afraid it will be difficult to fully recover in less than ten days and a half." Song Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Even now, he still feels mentally exhausted. It is difficult for him to move his body even a little bit. His physical condition is very bad. This is the sequelae of fighting with the wretched little fat man.
After sitting quietly for a while and regaining some strength, Song Fan began to sit cross-legged and meditate, absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth in the surrounding air, hoping to recover quickly.
The loss of infuriating energy is easy to replenish, but the consumption of mental power is difficult to recover quickly. The violent collision with the wretched little fat man just now depleted Song Fan's already insufficient mental power. He is not a Talisman Master.
The only way to quickly restore mental strength is to rest and slowly restore mental strength.
"Oh, there's no way!" Song Fan sighed helplessly.
At this time, Song Fan's stomach suddenly growled, and then he remembered that he had not eaten anything for a whole day, and he couldn't help but smile.
Taking out some food and water from the Najie, Song Fan began to eat slowly. He had never felt that eating was such a tiring thing like now.
This feeling is very strange. I am obviously very hungry, but I feel very tired when I eat.
Slowly filling his stomach, Song Fan showed a knowing smile on his face. After being hunted for so long, it was indeed a luxury to be able to eat a full meal slowly.
The smile on Song Fan's face had not completely faded away, but the next moment, it became serious again, and his ears kept twitching.
After entering the True Qi Realm, Song Fan's facial features became much more sensitive. He was keenly aware that someone was approaching in this direction, and there seemed to be quite a lot of them.
"It can't be the pursuers!" Song Fan said bitterly, wondering if he was so unlucky.
"Go over there and take a look. If you find anything, please contact us in time."
"You guys, follow me over here."
"Don't be afraid. We have been chasing that man for so long. He has long been covered in wounds and has no fighting power. Any number of soldiers can capture him."
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Not long after, the bustling noise echoed through the mountain forest, and it seemed that a large wave of people came over, and Song Fan's face turned completely dark.
These people were the soldiers who came to chase him. Faintly, he could also hear the rough voice of the general who defended Yuanwu City.
But in his current situation, how can he cope with the enemy? He can hardly even eat. It would be good if he could stand up straight.
Song Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head. It seemed that he was in doom this time.
In a daze, he seemed to see a picture of himself being captured by these pursuers and paying for that dandy's life. This was really a coward. He went out on his own and accomplished nothing because a dandy died.
, this is too cowardly.
"Benefactor!" "Benefactor!"
Two voices interrupted Song Fan's thoughts.
Song Fan came back to his senses and couldn't help but be startled when he saw the two figures standing in front of him.
Two teenagers, a boy and a girl, stood in front of him. They both looked ordinary and had nothing outstanding about them. It was difficult for people to make a deep impression on them.
"My benefactor, don't you forget us?" The girl saw Song Fan's stunned look and said with a gentle smile.
The boy just smiled but didn't speak.
Although these two young men were extremely ordinary in appearance, it was impossible for Song Fan to forget them. These two young men were exactly the brother and sister in the inn. He killed Wu Liang by mistake and formed a great alliance with the Wu clan.
They are revenged and being hunted to this point again. The source of all this is this pair of brothers and sisters.
Song Fan nodded to the girl and said, "Of course I remember."
"My benefactor, this is not a place to stay for a long time. Let's leave here first." The girl glanced into the distance and said.
In the distance, the soldiers who came to chase Song Fan were already approaching here in groups, and there was a chaotic noise.
Song Fan lowered his head and glanced with a look of embarrassment on his face.
But the young man acted as if he knew everything. He just carried Song Fan on his back and ran away without saying a word. He kept walking as if he were wearing a hot wheel.
Song Fan didn't expect that this seemingly thin young man would have such strength in his body, and he could run very fast even though he was carrying himself on his back.
After a while, the young man stopped in front of a carriage and put Song Fan on the carriage. This carriage seemed to be specially prepared for Song Fan.
"call!"
Song Fan exhaled a long breath and felt a little weird being carried by a man on his back. Fortunately, this situation did not last long.
Song Fan thanked him sincerely: "Thank you."
This thank you was definitely from the bottom of his heart. He was already facing a desperate situation. He couldn't move his whole body. The pursuers were coming again and he was about to be captured. The brother and sister suddenly appeared and saved him. It would be a lie to say that he was not grateful.
"We should be the ones saying thank you. You ended up in this situation because you helped us."
The young man spoke, his voice was slightly magnetic, but it sounded very nice.
The girl also whispered: "Yes, you are a good person."
"A good person?" Song Fan just shook his head and smiled.
On that day, although he had a big feud with the Wu family because of these brothers and sisters, in the final analysis, it was still because he killed Wu Liang by mistake, and he had little to do with the brothers and sisters.
Moreover, he had to step forward to find Wu Liang's bad luck.
This may be because Song Fan is going out for training for the first time. He doesn't understand the ways of the world and only relies on his passion for doing things. What he can't stand the most is dandies like Wu Liang, Yan Lei and Song Zhen, who have no real ability at all.
, relying on family power to bully others.
"By the way, my name is Ji Mo, and this is my sister Ji Yun'er. I don't know the name of my benefactor." The young man asked with dark eyes.
"Song Fan."
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The carriage started moving slowly. Song Fan didn't ask where he was going. Anyway, as long as he escaped from the pursuers and stayed away from Yuanwu City, the land of right and wrong, the Dayan Dynasty had a vast territory and he could go anywhere.
Moreover, the battle with the wretched little fat man had exhausted all his mental strength, and he had experienced a thrilling escape. He was already exhausted, as if he hadn't slept for days and nights.
Unknowingly, Song Fan fell into a deep sleep on this carriage.