"Troublemaker?"
When Wang Fan heard these three words, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, and he just felt a little inconsistent.
Damn it, if he guessed correctly, those people Yao Ling'er mentioned are also powerful Saint Emperors, right?
You call a group of powerful Saint Emperors troublemakers. Is this really appropriate?
Of course, Wang Fan only complained in his heart, but did not say it out loud.
There was something strange about this village, and he had no intention of going out.
There is no way, it is too dangerous.
The Holy Emperor is always there, asking you if you are afraid?
He is still seriously injured and is no different than an ordinary person. How unfair would it be if he was accidentally shot to death when he went out?
Wang Fan didn't say anything and quickly entered one of the rooms.
In the house, he tried every means to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and wanted to treat his injuries, but he failed.
He wanted to use his mental power and take out the resources in the space ring, but he still couldn't do it.
Only the God Refining Technique can still be practiced.
He had no choice but to start practicing the God Refining Technique crazily.
Under the operation of the God Refining Art, the injuries in his body also began to heal, but without the help of divine energy, the healing was a bit slow.
However, he was shocked to find that with every inch of his body repaired, he seemed to be reborn and stronger than before.
This made Wang Fan extremely happy and couldn't help but think about it.
Refining the body Refining the body.
Is it true that only through pure physical training can one reach the supreme realm?
You know, although he practiced body training in the past, he was not a pure body training monk.
Even if he bans the divine essence and only uses physical strength to fight, the divine essence still exists after all, and he cannot be said to be a pure body-refining monk.
But it's different now. There really is no divine energy in his body. The vast sea of pills is empty, and not a drop of divine energy can be seen.
He couldn't even feel the existence of any divine energy, let alone its movement.
“Break and then stand?”
Wang Fan murmured to himself, but also
Without thinking much, I continued to practice crazily.
No matter what, as long as it doesn't turn into real waste.
The top priority is to repair the physical body as soon as possible.
Anyway, as long as it is strong, it will be fine.
He believed that once his physical body was fully restored, he would definitely be able to restore his spiritual energy.
Of course, if you really can't recover, just follow the path of pure body training and martial arts.
As long as you're not helpless, that's fine.
How is it possible for Wang Fan to be an ordinary person now that he is used to being powerful?
If it's in the secular world, that's it. Just be ordinary. After all, we are all ordinary people, so it doesn't matter.
But what kind of place is this? What kind of world is this?
If you become an ordinary person here and have no power to restrain a chicken, you will really be worse than an ant.
During this kind of practice, evening soon came.
The night was as dark as ink.
Throughout the afternoon, Yao Ling'er didn't bother Wang Fan again, and he didn't know what he was doing.
It wasn't until evening that she came to Wang Fan's room with some food.
Wang Fan looked at the steaming four dishes and one soup and couldn't help but ask: "Did you make it?"
Yao Ling'er blushed and said: "Of course, I didn't do it, could it be you did it? It's already dark, you must be hungry too, eat quickly."
Wang Fan couldn't help but feel a little dazed after hearing this.
He felt as if he had returned to the world.
But he quickly shook his head and said sincerely: "Thank you."
"No need!" Yao Ling'er shook his head, then trotted out, not daring to stay here.
Looking at Yao Ling'er's leaving figure, Wang Fan was in a trance again.
How does this look like a Holy Emperor? He looks like a girl next door.
He didn't think much and started gobbling it up.
Needless to say, he was really hungry.
Without Shen Yuan, it cannot absorb Shen Yuan and cannot replenish it independently. Naturally, it is impossible to live without food.
And Wang Fan is now equivalent to a pure martial artist, and consumes a lot of food, so his appetite is naturally very large.
If he doesn't have enough to eat, he won't be able to practice at all.
Fortunately, although the food cooked by Yao Ling'er is not too much, it is full of energy and delicious.
After eating and drinking, Wang Fan took out the bowls and chopsticks.
Yao Ling'er was picking herbs. When she saw Wang Fan coming out, she blushed, quickly took the bowls and chopsticks, and pointed to a wooden barrel not far away.
"That's the medicated bath I prepared for you. It should be helpful for your injury. You go and try it."
With that said, she jogged away. .??.
Wang Fan smiled, didn't say anything more, walked over, picked up the barrel, entered the room, and then started taking a medicinal bath.
He did not doubt that Yao Ling'er would harm him.
After all, he is a weakling now, and Yao Ling'er wants to kill him, so there is no need to play tricks.
With a plop.
Wang Fan just entered the barrel.
The potion that was originally calm suddenly seemed to be boiling and began to roll.
At the same time, the potion, which originally had no medicinal smell, also emitted a strong medicinal smell.
"ah--"
Wang Fan screamed and almost jumped out.
pain.
It hurts too much.
However, at the critical moment, Wang Fan still held back and did not jump out.
The veins on his body were exposed and the blood vessels were bulging, making him look extremely ferocious and terrifying.
It felt as if countless worms had penetrated into the body and started biting inch by inch.
"What kind of medicine is this?"
Wang Fan's expression was twisted,
Sweat dripped down, and I couldn't help but murmur in a low voice, but I still persisted.
He believed that Yao Ling'er would not harm him, and he also felt that this medicinal bath seemed to be of great benefit to him.
at the same time.
Outside.
Two figures had appeared silently.
A graceful and beautiful woman, and a gray-haired old man.
The two of them stood there, as if they were integrated into the surrounding environment, which seemed both virtual and real, which was very strange.
Yao Ling'er stood behind the two of them, rubbing his hands, lowering his head and saying nothing.
"Madam, is this the case now? Are you being too impulsive in taking him back? Will those people let him go?"
After a long while, the old man sighed and whispered.
When the beautiful woman heard this, a hint of intolerance emerged in her eyes. She sighed and said, "Hey, there's nothing I can do. How can I let him endure such pain?"
"But, if he doesn't come back, will everything really be fine? Now, they all know of his existence, and some people have already started to take action."
"If he can't be promoted to the Holy Emperor in a short period of time, I'm afraid he will only die."
When the old man heard this, he sighed again, but said nothing more.
Yao Ling'er didn't say anything, just lowered her head and glanced at the room where Wang Fan was from time to time. Her pretty face turned red and there was a hint of unbearable in her eyes.
That kind of pain is not something that ordinary people can bear. Of course, if you can persevere, you will break out of your cocoon and turn into a butterfly, and the dragon will fly into the sky.
"Girl, take care of him." The old man didn't say anything more, left a word and left directly.
"Grandpa." Yao Ling'er called out, but the old man had disappeared.
The beautiful woman looked at Yao Ling'er and said with a smile: "Ling'er, if he dares to bully you, I will help you make the decision. Of course, if you don't like him, just tell me and I won't force you."
After that, she disappeared from the same place.
Yao Ling'er stared at the air blankly and said nothing.
This chapter has been completed!