Shan Yonghe spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then he suddenly fell to the ground. The ancient nine-tailed fox: "..." How dare someone so weak dare to covet its owner! "My master is not someone you can covet." Shan Yonghe was startled for a moment, then smiled helplessly and said, "It's the first time I've seen such a beautiful girl. I'm just surprised, there's no other meaning." Even if he had it before, he doesn't dare to have it now. He doesn't dare to provoke an ancient divine beast that protects his master, let alone an ancient spiritual plant. As his voice fell, the air-conditioning around him that could freeze people to death gradually disappeared. Shan Yonghe didn't dare to look at Ye Feiran again, and silently crawled aside to heal his injuries. After he had fully recovered from his injuries, Ye Feiran also finished absorbing the spirit stone he took out. However, both Ye Feiran and Shan Yonghe looked pale. The former has almost exhausted his mental power, while the latter has been obsessed with it for many years. Anyway, both of them need time to recuperate, but the former only needs a few days to recuperate, while the latter needs at least a year to recuperate. Although Ye Feiran was absorbing spiritual power before, he was aware of the situation around him and felt helpless. However, she won't dismantle her spiritual pet. Ye Feiran raised his eyes to look at Shan Yonghe and spoke first, "Young Master Shan, how do you feel?" Shan Yonghe subconsciously raised his head to look at Ye Feiran, but when he noticed the eager eyes next to him, he looked away slightly, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, girl, for saving me. I am completely awake. The girl saved my life, Shan Yonghe said." Someone will definitely repay you." Ye Feiran nodded, and then changed the topic, "Senior Shan and Family Master Shan must be impatient. Let's get out quickly!" Hearing this, Shan Yonghe was slightly startled and asked quickly, "Ancestor and father are also in the Xuantian Immortal Sect?" "Yes!" Ye Feiran nodded, "Young Master Shan can ask them what the specific situation is when we meet later." Shan Yonghe suppressed the doubts in his heart and said, "Okay!" Ye Feiran sent the ancient nine-tailed fox back to the mysterious space, stuffed the black rose essence back into the spirit beast bag, and then left slowly. Pei Yu felt heartbroken when he saw Ye Feiran who looked pale. "Aran, are you okay?" Ye Feiran smiled weakly, "Master, don't worry, it's just that your mental energy is almost exhausted." Hearing this, Pei Yu felt even more distressed, "Whoever asks for help from me in the future, I won't agree to it." Having said this, he deliberately glanced at Ancestor Shan and Family Master Shan before continuing, "It is impossible to hurt yourself for others. This is a situation where the gain outweighs the loss." Ancestor Shan and the head of the Shan family smiled. At this moment, they did not dare to ask Ye Feiran, so they had to keep staring behind Ye Feiran. Pei Yu checked Ye Feiran's physical condition and his expression suddenly darkened. "Senior Shan, Master Shan, in addition to the thank you gifts and lightning strikes, please prepare more spirit stones. It will not be easy for my Aran to save you, the young master of the Shan family." "Yes, yes, thank you, Miss Ye." The head of the Shan family said quickly. Ancestor Shan took the opportunity to ask, "Miss Ye, I wonder how our Yonghe is doing now?" Ye Feiran looked back and said, "Ask him yourself!" Then, she saluted Pei Yu and said, "Master, please go back and rest first." "Okay, okay, go back and have a good sleep. Leave other matters to my master. I will definitely not let you suffer." Pei Yu said quickly. Seeing such a weak disciple, he really regretted it now. At this time, Shan Yonghe's figure slowly walked out. "Yonghe!" "Are you okay?" "Grandfather, father!" The three Shan family members hugged each other and cried, while Pei Yu looked on coldly. I don't know how long it took, but the emotions of the three Shan family members finally calmed down. Ancestor Shan and Family Master Shan noticed Pei Yu beside them and felt a little embarrassed. "Fellow Daoist Pei, I will take Yonghe back to the family immediately, and then prepare a thank you gift for Miss Ye. Don't worry, Miss Ye is Yong He's savior, we will definitely prepare a thank you gift." Old Ancestor Shan said. "By the way, Yonghe, didn't you get a lightning-strike wood core by chance before? Miss Ye needs a lightning-strike wood core." The head of the Shan family said immediately. Hearing this, Shan Yonghe's consciousness moved, and the lightning struck wooden core appeared in his hand. "Pei Xianjun, please give it to Miss Ye." "Hmph!" Pei Yu snorted coldly, and then accepted it unceremoniously. "Senior Shan, I am waiting for your thank you gift from the Shan family." The three people present knew that Pei Yu was a famous bastard in the fairy world, so it was not surprising at all to hear him say such things. "Okay, okay!" Immediately afterwards, Ancestor Shan immediately tore apart the space and took Shan Yonghe back to the Shan family. When he came, he walked with heavy steps, but now he left with ease. The head of the Shan family didn't want to wait here staring at Pei Yu, so he smiled and suggested, "Fellow Daoist Pei, why don't we go to Gourmet Peak! I'll ask the Gourmet Immortal to cook a sumptuous spiritual meal." Ye Feiran has gone to bed now, and Pei Yu doesn't want to wait here. "OK!" At the same time, he also blocked the news that Ye Feiran had treated Shan Yonghe. Although the Hermitage Shan family also quietly sent Shan Yonghe over, this did not affect the thoughts of other Hermitage families. The hidden Li family inquired about Pei Yu's whereabouts and also headed to Gourmet Peak. When the head of the Li family saw the face of the head of the Shan family trying to please Pei Yu, he no longer despised him as before, because he would also have the same face to please Pei Yu later. "Fellow Daoist Pei, Master Shan, it turns out you are here!" Seeing the head of the Li family, Pei Yu's expression suddenly changed. There are also people in the Li family who are obsessed with obsession, and they are much more serious than Shan Yonghe. He said coldly, "You can eat, but don't talk about other things." The head of the Li family's face froze slightly, but soon returned to normal, "I'm just here to eat." "snort!" Ever since, the head of the Li family followed the example of the head of the Shan family and was really just eating. In this way, the head of the Shan family didn't know how many times he snickered in his heart. After leaving Gourmet Peak, the Li family leader kept paying attention to the whereabouts of the Shan family leader, but there was no movement from the Shan family leader. The head of the Li family: "???" The Shan family went crazy but it was Shan Yonghe. Why was the head of the Shan family so calm? The head of the Li family struggled for a moment and decided to continue observing. After all, compared to the Shan family, the Li family was definitely more anxious. In this way, three days passed. Because Ye Feiran slept directly under the Cangyu tree, her mental strength had long been restored, and she even took the opportunity to refine some spirit-accumulating pills for later use. "Ran'er might as well rest for a few more days." Ye Mulin suggested. "No." Ye Feiran shook his head gently, "I'm curious about the thank-you gift from the reclusive Shan family." Ye Mulin felt helpless for a while. When Ye Feiran came out of the mysterious space, Meng Zhitong happened to knock on the door. "Little junior sister, are you awake?" The next moment, the door in front of her opened. Meng Zhitong immediately checked Ye Feiran's condition and made sure that she was indeed recovering as before. She breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "Little junior sister, master asked me to tell you that the ancestor of the Shan family is here!" Ye Feiran's eyes suddenly lit up, "Then let's go!" Ahem... To be honest, she was quite curious about what kind of thank-you gift the reclusive Shan family would prepare for her.
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
