Zhao Xingtian's fist collided with the person behind him, and boundless fear and shock arose in his heart again.
This punch was really too strong, with the power to destroy the heaven and the earth.
The sound of cracking bones could be heard endlessly, and in an instant his entire arm was torn into pieces by the fierce wind of the fist.
Extremely shocked, he tried to escape, but it was too late.
The opponent's fist punched hard on his chest, and his whole body exploded into blood mist all over the sky.
Yuan Shen fled in panic, and it was not until this moment that he saw the other person's face clearly. A handsome young man turned out to be Ye Bufan.
My heart was filled with shock again. Isn't the other party just a great Luo Xian? How could he be so powerful?
It was a pity that no one could give him the answer. A flash of light flashed, and the soul was crushed to pieces.
In order to achieve a quick victory, Ye Bufan directly used One Qi to Transform Three Purities.
The Taoist body killed Zhao Xingtian's physical body with one move, and then silently killed the soul with Dark Moon.
Everything was neat and tidy, without any sloppiness. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the fallen storage ring in his palm, and left here quickly.
His speed had increased to the extreme, and he was thousands of miles away in a short time, and then he escaped into the Dragon King's Palace in a flash.
According to his spiritual observation, there was no one else following him, but just in case, it was better to hide.
Turning his wrist, Zhao Xingtian's storage ring appeared in his palm.
Scanning with his spiritual consciousness, he found that there were about hundreds of thousands of mid-grade immortal crystals inside, as well as some miscellaneous things.
"A late-stage Immortal Lord turns out to be a poor ghost."
Ye Bufan curled his lips. Now that he has a rich net worth, he really doesn't care much about hundreds of thousands.
Things are going better so far than expected.
Neither the Sifang Sword Sect nor the Han family sent anyone to take action, and the Zhao family sent out a late-stage Immortal Lord.
With his current strength, as long as there are no immortal-level experts, he doesn't need to worry about it at all.
Everything was solved, 800 million immortal crystals were obtained, the identity was hidden, and no consequences were left behind. It can be said to be perfect.
Feeling that time was almost up, his figure flashed and returned to his previous position. The surroundings were quiet and there was no movement.
After making sure it was safe, he returned to Yuangu City again, picked up Ye Erlang at the inn, and then went out and rushed towards the Qin family.
He could see clearly that Qin Muyue was injured. If he didn't take action, he would probably become a cripple.
He had a good impression of this little witch, so naturally he couldn't just sit back and ignore her at this time.
In a quiet room at Qin's Inn, Qin Muyue leaned against the bed and sat there quietly, motionless.
At this moment, she looked extremely depressed, her face was pale, her eyes were dull, and even the three braids on her head were a little loose. She was no longer the fearless little witch.
As an immortal cultivator, she is not afraid of death, but is afraid of becoming a useless person.
Just after returning, the Great Elder Qin Fuhua summoned all the ten famous doctors from Yuangu City here to diagnose and treat her respectively.
Now everyone is discussing her condition outside the room. Although they can't hear what is said, they can guess it, and the result is not much better.
At this moment, although the wound on the lower abdomen has been treated to stop the bleeding, the Dantian has been destroyed.
Qin Muyue could clearly feel that her cultivation was ruined and she might become a useless person in the future.
Even if you rely on the strong strength of your family to give up this body and be reborn, your cultivation level will inevitably drop by several levels.
Will I still have such a monster's cultivation talent at that time? Can I still maintain the cultivation level of an immortal king?
Without these, would I still be the little witch?
Thinking of these things, I feel extremely depressed, even bursts of despair.
She has been a monster genius in the eyes of countless people since she was a child. The little witch who is feared by countless people really cannot accept mediocrity.
To really become an ordinary immortal doing nothing would be even more uncomfortable than death.
At this moment, a slightly joking voice sounded in his ears.
"Little girl, what are you thinking about?"
Qin Muyue recovered from her daze. Grandpa and the others were outside the room. Who is this?
When he turned around, a smiling face appeared in front of him, it was Ye Bufan.
"You...how did you get in?"
Qin Muyue was a little shocked. After all, this was the Qin family's inn. It was heavily guarded outside and ordinary people would never be able to enter.
"You are injured, let me come over and take a look."
Ye Bufan's answer was different from the question, "How is it? How is your injury?"
As soon as she mentioned her injury, Qin Muyue's expression dimmed instantly.
"I'm done, I will become a useless person from now on!"
At the end of the sentence, two lines of tears came out of my eyes.
Ye Bufan quickly offered words of comfort: "Don't cry, don't cry, this little injury is nothing."
"I'm really going to become a waste. The Great Elder invited the top ten famous doctors from Yuangu City, but they don't seem to be able to do anything..."
The more Qin Muyue talked, the sadder she became. The grievances and sadness accumulated in her heart suddenly burst out, making her cry like rain.
"Why are you crying more and more loudly?"
Ye Bufan was most afraid of women crying, so he quickly advised, "Don't worry, you'll be fine as long as I'm here. I can treat your injuries."
Qin Muyue didn't take it to heart at all, thinking that Ye Bufan was just trying to comfort her.
"It's useless, I'm destined to be a waste in the future..."
The little girl was also really good-natured. At the end of the sentence, she opened her mouth and cried loudly.
But at this moment, her mouth suddenly felt sweet, and she was stunned for a moment. When she opened her eyes, she saw Ye Bufan stuffing a lollipop into her mouth.
"Why are you crying? It's just a little injury. There's nothing that a lollipop can't fix."
Seeing that the little girl finally stopped, Ye Bufan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why does your lollipop taste so weird?"
Qin Muyue held the lollipop in her mouth, and it melted in her mouth much faster than the lollipops she had eaten before. It also had a faint fragrance of elixirs.
"This is my special lollipop for you."
Ye Bufan chuckled. Before entering, in order to coax the little girl, he wrapped the Immortal Rebirth Pill in syrup and made a homemade lollipop.
He had refined this for Hua Bingyu before, and he still had a few left in his hand.
Although this elixir is not as good as the Bodhi Creation Pill, it is still more than enough to repair the damage to Dantian.
Qin Muyue clicked her lips, as if she was reminiscing, and then a surge of heat surged in her dantian, and the previous pain disappeared instantly.
"Oh, why do I feel so comfortable!"
The little girl exclaimed, her face full of disbelief.
"I told you, there's nothing a lollipop can't solve."
Ye Bufan smiled and took out a box of silver needles, and with lightning strikes, he inserted dozens of silver needles into the little girl's acupuncture points, using the Chaos Immortal Essence to quickly catalyze the power of the medicine and repair the injury.
About a quarter of an hour later, Qin Muyue felt as if her Dantian was soaked in a warm oil, which was extremely comfortable.
Immediately afterwards, the immortal energy began to circulate, just a little bit at first, and then like the Yangtze River, it slowly returned to its peak state.
"My injury is healed, my injury is actually healed!"
Qin Muyue clenched her fists and cheered loudly.
If Ye Bufan hadn't set up a soundproof barrier to facilitate treatment, he might have alerted people outside.
