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Chapter 428 Blood Spirit Son

In about five minutes, Zhang Fan and the others arrived at Xie Guoqiang's home.

Seeing Zhang Fan and others returning, Xie Guoqiang and his wife quickly came out to welcome them.

"Gentlemen, you are back. Nothing happened?" Xie Guoqiang said enthusiastically.

"It's okay..." Zhang Fan replied, and then led the three of them towards the corridor room.

When everyone walked to a place with light and their faces came into view of Xie Guoqiang and his wife, Xie Guoqing's heart sank, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, looking at Fang Yan's eyes full of blood.

of fear.

Xie Guangqiang's wife screamed in fright and fell to the ground. They are all ordinary farmers. How have they ever seen such a scene?

"Don't be afraid, he is just injured, not something unclean." Zhang Fan explained with a smile.

Hearing this, Xie Guoqiang and Xie Guoqiang's wife felt relieved. Then, Xie Guoqiang, who had recovered a little, helped Xie Guoqiang's wife who had fallen on the ground.

Zhang Fan first went to the east room and took a look at Xie Guoqiang's father and daughter. Xie Guoqiang's father's complexion became better and better, while Xie Guoqiang's daughter's complexion became worse and worse. This is a normal phenomenon.

"Your father and your daughter are fine, just follow our original plan." Zhang Fan looked at Xie Guoqiang and said.

"Eh!" Xie Guoqiang nodded quickly in response.

"By the way, Mr. Zhang, you four live in the West Room, and the quilts have been laid out for you. However, I didn't know that this gentleman was coming, so I asked my wife to go home and get another quilt." Xie Guoqiang was still saying.

He glanced at Fang Yan with some fear.

"Forget it, no need, we can just make do with it." Zhang Fan waved his hand.

"Yes, we can just make do." Fang Yan also followed up.

"Then...okay." Xie Guoqiang didn't force it.

Afterwards, Zhang Fan and others went to the West House. Although the West House was not very new, it was cleaned very neatly by Xie Guoqiang's wife, and the quilts were all washed.

Fang Yan looked at himself and didn't know where to go. Looking at the dense wounds on his body, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed in his heart. Although Fang Yan didn't like beauty very much, who would want to have them all on his body?

As for the scar, he is only in his forties.

"Do you want to get rid of these scars?" Zhang Fan looked at Fang Yan and asked.

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Fang Yan was slightly startled, and then he smiled bitterly and said: "Of course I thought about it, but it's not that easy. My flesh and blood just burst apart."

"You lie down on that wooden board." Zhang Fan said.

A look of confusion appeared on Fang Yan's face.

"I will help you remove these scars on your body." Zhang Fan said bluntly.

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Fang Yan's heart was slightly shaken and he subconsciously said: "You can remove scars."

"Lie down here." Zhang Fan pointed to the wooden board on the stool in the room again.

In rural areas, people would put long wooden boards on stools and put the grains on them if they were afraid that the food would get wet.

Fang Yan knew that Zhang Fan knew medical skills, and also knew that Zhang Fan had profound attainments in medical skills. Even so, Fang Yan still didn't believe that Zhang Fan could

Heal these cracked wounds on his body.

Although he didn't believe it, seeing Zhang Fan's calm look, Fang Yan still lay down on those wooden boards. What if Zhang Fan succeeded?

After Fang Yan lay down, he took off his clothes, revealing his body covered in blood scabs.

Zhang Fan took a look at Fang Yan's body, and then took out the silver needle from his bag, and used a smooth technique to set up the Qi Transferring Formation again. This formation was just right to treat Fang Yan's injuries.

When Zhang Fan was halfway through deploying the Qi Transformation Array, Fang Yan knew that what Zhang Fan was deploying was the Qi Transformation Array that could mobilize vitality and re-grow flesh, blood, and nerves. He really didn't expect that Zhang Fan would actually arrange such a Qi Transformation Array.

Complex medical array.

At the same time, he developed a feeling of admiration for Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan, who has so many skills and is extremely talented in many aspects, has a bright future. In addition, it must be said that Zhang Fan is an upright and just man, and no one who follows him will suffer any loss.

While Fang Yan was thinking, Zhang Fan had already arranged the Qi transfer array on Fang Yan's body, and the zhenqi mobilized by Zhang Fan traveled on the skin of Fang Yan's body.

I saw that the blood scab on Fang Yan's body slowly lifted up from Fang Yan's body under the influence of the anger. The small wounds under the blood scab also slowly healed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this surprising change in his body, a look of excitement appeared on Fang Yan's face.

The whole process took about ten minutes, and all the blood scabs on Fang Yan's body fell off, revealing Fang Yan's smooth body.

The next moment, he saw Fang Yan jump down from the stool. Looking at his smooth and clean body, Fang Yan's face showed a hint of uncontrollable excitement.

Then, he looked at Zhang Fan with a grateful face and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, thank you, Mr. Zhang!"

Zhang Fan waved his hand slightly and said nothing more.

"Mr. Zhang, I'll go out and wash up first, and we'll talk when I get back." After saying that, Fang Yan ran out of the west room.

After Fang Yan left, old man Ouyang looked at Zhang Fan and asked, "Aren't you and Fang Yan enemies? How come you are so harmonious now, and you still spend so much time and effort treating him?"

Zhang Fan glanced at Fang Yan, who was washing his body with a pressurized water well in the yard, and said: "Before, I was in the seventh stage of Shixuan's human phase and could not meet Fang Yan. Now that I am in the eighth stage of Shixuan's human phase, I can clearly understand Fang Yan's numerology. This

Fang Yan is a poor man. He has been without a father or a mother since he was a child. Now, his wife and children are both dead."

Having said this, Zhang Fan sighed slightly.

Hearing this, Old Man Ouyang also nodded. This Fang Yan has experienced all the pain a person can have. Most people will only watch their parents leave them, and few people will see their children.

He took the first step, not to mention that Fang Yan was still so young.

But Fang Yan has experienced it all.

Zhang Fan pitied Fang Yan not just because of this. He originally thought that Fang Yan, who had done many evil things, must be a murderer and a murderer with extremely evil crimes. In fact, this was not the case.

Judging from Fang Yan's appearance, there was not a single life on Fang Yan's body.

Of course, if Zhang Fan hadn't saved Lin Qingling's family, Fang Yan would have died.

"By the way, Xiaofan

, what’s going on with the animal noises on the statue?” At this time, Yan Dong asked.

"I only found two of these, but not the others." As he said that, Zhang Fan took out the two thumb-sized animal statues.

Seeing this statue, Old Man Ouyang's pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously asked: "Could this be the Blood Spirit Son?"

(End of chapter)


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