Fuyun Judu may not be able to stop the sixth-level spirit ghost. Ding Fan was so anxious that he stood up holding his chest.
"Xiaofan, what do you want to do?" Leng Ling'er stopped at the door of Jing'an's room.
"Ling'er, you stay here, I can't leave Medicine Master Lan and the others alone." Ding Fan looked firm.
"Hmph, you can't let go of Wu Yahuan, can you?" Leng Ling'er was angry and anxious, "Xiaofan, you are just going to die, and you may be taken away!"
"Since it's not safe to live in the floating clouds, life or death depends on fate!"
Ding Fan smiled sadly, Leng Ling'er shook her head desperately and suddenly said: "They are back!"
After a while, familiar footsteps were heard.
Wu Yahuan hurried back, and when he saw Ding Fan, he rushed to him, with panic written on his face, "Xiaofan, what happened just now? I fainted and don't know anything. Ah, Xiaofan!"
Ding Fan's strength at this time was unable to withstand Wu Yahuan's impact, and he fell backwards.
Leng Ling'er held on with her spiritual power, slowly put it down, and said angrily: "Didn't you see that Xiaofan was injured?"
Wu Yahuan stood stunned on the spot. In her heart, Ding Fan was omnipotent, but at this moment, his complexion was dim and he was vulnerable.
"Xiaofan!"
Wu Yahuan was heartbroken and hugged Ding Fan tightly, trying to warm him with her body temperature.
The sound of footsteps was heard again, and Lan Yaoshi and his wife also returned. Seeing the weak Ding Fan, they felt heartbroken.
"Senior, Huanhuan, don't worry, I'm fine." Ding Fan forced a smile.
Wu Yahuan burst into tears and choked up: "All the bodyguards fainted just now. No one knows what happened. But when I woke up, I found that Jin Wuwei who fell on the ground had disappeared."
Lan Ke sighed and then said: "The sixth-level spirit ghost is really powerful. We were also rushed into the garage by its spiritual power and were almost injured."
"Jin Wuwei was taken away by a sixth-level spirit ghost." Recalling the shocking scene, Kuang Yunni was still frightened.
"But it didn't catch up to Fuyunju?" Leng Ling'er was puzzled.
"The sixth-level spirit ghost wandering around the world is an act that goes against the will of nature. It is afraid of sudden thunder from the sky." Lan Ke analyzed it this way.
"Then why did they take Jin Wuwei away?" Wu Yahuan asked.
Ding Fan spoke slowly, with a solemn expression and a low tone, "With the virtues of the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce, Jin Wuwei will definitely be tempered into an immortal being. Jin Wuwei's cultivation level is already high, he must be the strongest one, and the one in the future."
A powerful enemy that cannot be avoided.”
Everyone was silent for a while. Lan Ke turned around and went out and quickly returned with an extra pill in his hand.
"Xiaofan, this is a blood-nourishing pill. Take it and refine it." Lan Ke handed it over.
The blood-nourishing pill is so precious. It was treasured by Lan Ke and his wife. Ding Fan was grateful and swallowed it immediately.
"Everyone, please retreat and don't disturb Xiaofan." Kuang Yunxia warned.
"Can I stay? I promise I will never disturb her." Wu Yahuan said with tears in her eyes.
no!
Kuang Yunxia shook her head slightly, her eyes full of love and affection.
Wu Yahuan nodded obediently, but cried even harder. She had already guessed that the refining process would require unbearable pain for ordinary people.
After everyone left the room, Ding Fan struggled to sit cross-legged. It was very difficult for the internal energy to circulate, and the refining process was slow and difficult. It was not until early in the morning that Ding Fan fell asleep.
When I woke up, it was already noon the next day.
The blood-nourishing elixir was well-deserved. Ding Fan's energy improved a lot, but his chest was still tight and he had to keep his breathing steady. After coming out, Wu Yahuan slept on the sofa in the living room. He probably slept very late. At this time, he was still curled up in his arms.
Sleeping deeply on the pillow.
Ding Fan smiled slightly and did not disturb her. He went downstairs to have a quick snack and then drove to work.
As soon as he entered the hall, a figure flew towards him. Ding Fan quickly stepped back and took a closer look, but it was the little devil Sikong Ye who was back!
"Brother Fan!" Sikong Ye rushed over and punched his chest.
oops!
Ding Fan was in pain, half-hunched over and almost collapsed on the ground, but Sikong Ye chuckled and clapped his little hands, "Brother Fan, I have seen through all your tricks since I was five years old!"
"Hey, Ye Zi, when did you come back?" Ding Fan slowly straightened his back and asked pretending to be relaxed.
"I've been here since ten in the morning. I've been calling you since last night, but I haven't been able to get through. Brother Fan, you are now fascinated by those vixens. Brother Fan?"
Sikong Ye finally realized something was wrong. At this time, Ding Fan's face was pale, his lips were blue and black, and beads of sweat as big as soybeans were rolling down his temples.
"Brother Fan, you are injured!" Sikong Ye finally confirmed that Ding Fan was not faking it and was really injured. He felt regretful and hit the back of his hand several times.
"Hehe, you did this yourself, don't blame me." Ding Fan said with a smile.
"You still have the guts to make a joke!" Sikong Ye's eyes flashed fiercely, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Fan, tell me, it hurts you after all, I will kill him! No, kill his whole family!"
Gu Qiang noticed something unusual and rushed over to help Ding Fan. He couldn't believe that the person he admired the most could be so weak.
"Brother Fan, which beast hurt you? I will fight with him!" Gu Qiang's eyes were filled with anger.
Ding Fan waved his hands and didn't say anything. Knowing the truth, the two of them couldn't do anything to help.
"If you really want to be good to me, just let me go to the office as soon as possible." Ding Fan chuckled.
Sikong Ye was reluctant to leave, but still let go, and Gu Qiang personally escorted Ding Fan to the office upstairs.
Ye Ducking was cleaning up inside. When she saw Ding Fan, she was very surprised and came over quickly, "Xiao Fan, why did you come to work today? You should rest at home."
"It's all the same." Ding Fan smiled and sat down on his office chair.
Ye Duckweed quickly made a cup of hot tea and served it, "Although I don't know what happened last night, I can tell from everyone's looks that you were injured."
Looking closely, Ding Fan discovered that Ye Duckweed's eyes were still a little swollen, and she must have secretly cried last night.
Ding Fan felt very warm that so many people were worried about him, and he straightened his chest out, "Look, this is not a good thing, otherwise I wouldn't be able to come to work."
Ye Duckweed felt a little relieved now, so she didn't disturb him any more, and left, closing the door behind her.
After dialing Ma San's number, Ding Fan laughed and called his third uncle.
Masan was impressed by what he heard, "Be good!"
The old man is not serious, and he will be arrogant when he succeeds. No wonder the master doesn't like him. Ding Fan slandered him, and then talked about the incident with Gu Qiang's father.
"Third uncle, the matter has been investigated clearly. Back then, Tu Ze took dirty money and led others to beat Gu Yunming, causing him to lose his job and be in a wheelchair all year round. There should be an explanation for this matter."
"Who is Gu Yunming?" Masan asked.
"Gu Qiang's father." Knowing that Masan didn't know who Gu Qiang was, Ding Fan explained again, "My good buddy."
"Oh." Masan said in a long voice, and then asked angrily: "Then what's the matter? Why are you calling me?"