Yang Fan gently pulled the window up, and suddenly starlight spilled in through the crack. Yang Fan carefully lit the incense burner, then placed it on the desk under the window, and closed the window.

After a while, Yang Fan pushed open the door and walked into the room gently.

He glanced at the sleeping poplar, walked up to him, pressed his fingers on his face, and patted his body again, but there was no response.

Yang Fan smiled slightly, it seems that the effect of this sleeping incense burner that Zhao Wudi got for him is really good.

This sleeping incense burner was used by the women of the inner courtyard to treat insomnia. As long as you light it and smell it for a while, you can ensure that you will sleep at dawn and not wake up in the middle of the night.

Yang Fan extinguished the sleeping incense burner and said softly to Xiaolong: "Go." ”

Hearing the instructions, Xiaolong immediately jumped from Yang Fan's shoulder to the bed, and then came to Yang Shu's palm and bit Yang Shu's finger.

Yang Fan watched this scene nervously, and it was not until Xiaolong bit down for a few seconds that Yang Shu did not react except for a slight frown, and then he was relieved.

"Brother, I don't know if this method will work, anyway, let's give it a try......" Yang Fan sat on the edge of the bed and said silently.

I saw the little dragon biting the poplar's fingers, and his stomach bulged one after another, as if he was blowing into the poplar's body. But then, the cheeks on both sides of him bulged and closed, as if they were sucking something.

Yang Fan found that when Xiaolong was doing these things, the hairs all over his body stood up, and the red hair faintly emitted a soft red light.

More than an hour passed like this, and Xiaolong was exhausted and staggered to the bed. Yang Fan knew that it had no physical strength, so he held him in the palm of his hand and left quietly.

As soon as he returned to the room, Yang Fan covered his sister with a quilt, and seeing that his sister was not awakened, he sat in the corner with Xiaolong and asked softly, "How is it, can it work?"

Xiaolong nodded decisively.

Yang Fan was overjoyed and said, "You mean, my brother is okay?"

The little dragon shook his head.

Yang Fan frowned, and asked again, "Then what do you mean?" This method works, but it takes time, and it can't be cured all at once?"

Xiaolong nodded again.

"Great!" Yang Fan patted Xiaolong's head and said with a smile: "You are the hero of our family." ”

He was just about to say something like "You're tired too, let's rest!", when Xiaolong's stomach bulged, and then under his surprised gaze, he spit out three earthy yellow pills.

This pill is round and thick, and the surface is smooth, and when you look at it from a distance, you feel as if there are bursts of green smoke coming out of the pill.

"This ......" Yang Fan picked up a pill and muttered, "It's not like a soul pill, what is this?"

It's a pity that Xiaolong can't speak, and he can't make any gestures to give Yang Fan an answer.

With the mentality of trying, Yang Fan decisively swallowed the pill.

As soon as the pill was taken, Yang Fan didn't feel anything at first, but under Xiaolong's curious gaze, his face became ugly.

Because he gradually felt that the pill gradually dissolved in his body, changing into wisps of thick gas, burrowing into his internal organs and flowing into his blood, as if it was about to be absorbed by the body. But immediately, he found that his body could not absorb these gases, and his internal organs, blood, and even meridians were blocked by these gases!

Yang Fan's breathing became more and more difficult, the muscles in his whole body suddenly tensed, and even his skin gradually changed color, and it turned into a piece of mud-like color just like when Yang Ye was sick.

At this moment, Yang Fan even felt that he was about to die, and he couldn't even scream!

Xiaolong looked anxious and hurriedly climbed onto his body, ready to bite his finger.

And at this moment, the Jin Dan in Yang Fan's abdomen suddenly released a warm current, which was the liquid after the Jin Dan had melted, and it quickly spread to the whole body. Under the impact of the liquid, those gases seemed to be absorbed by the liquid, and gradually dissolved into nothingness.

Gradually, Yang Fan returned to normal breathing, and his body gradually returned to normal.

He sat limply on the ground, sweating profusely.

"It's dangerous! it's dangerous...... If it weren't for the help of that magical golden pill, I'm afraid I would have died, it's really dangerous!" Yang Fan breathed a long sigh of relief and said to Xiaolong: "Xiaolong, these pills were refined into Dan after you sucked out the substances that were blocked in my brother's body, right?"

Xiaolong nodded.

Yang Fan said: "Then these are harmful things, throw them away!"

Xiaolong grabbed the pill in his hand, looked at Yang Fan with blinking eyes, and screamed some strange cries in his mouth, as if he was in a hurry.

"You mean, don't you want me to throw them away?"

The little dragon nodded wildly.

"Then these pills are all useful?"

Xiaolong nodded violently.

"Okay...... I believe you. If they weren't useful, you wouldn't have refined them into pills. I'll just put them away first, and then I'll find a way to figure out what this pill does. ”

Xiaolong's expression spread out, as if it was a human laughing.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work today. I'm exhausted from what I've just been through, so let's sleep!"

"Hiss!" the little dragon stumbled towards the bed.

In the next few days, Yang Fan practiced as usual during the day, and every late at night, he and Xiaolong quietly slipped into Yang Shu's room to treat his injuries.

After seven nights of continuous treatment, that is, the night before the duel between Yang Fan and Zhao Wudang, Xiaolong used it to tell Yang Fan that the mud-like substances in Yang Shu's body had been absorbed.

And after these ten days of preparation, although Yang Fan has not yet completed his physical formation, he has practiced the Divine Finger Sword, and he has also strengthened his confidence in fighting against Zhao Wuxing.

Everything is ready, it's time for the crucial battle!

If this battle is won, Qiu Er will be driven out of the Zhao family, and if he defeats Zhao Wuxing, he will definitely be impressed by Zhao Cheng.

So Yang Fan knows that if you want to change your current life and make the family live a better life, this seems to be a duel between juniors, but it is actually very important.

"Tomorrow's duel can only be won, not defeated!" Yang Fan muttered to himself firmly, before pulling on the thin futon and closing his eyes.

......

Although there was no need to get up early to practice because of the duel, Yang Fan still got up early, and after washing, he did warm-up exercises in the courtyard, played a set of "Phantom Palms", and performed "Divine Finger Sword" again.

Two sets of soul spells fell, and the sun had pierced the clouds and illuminated the earth.

Today, the family got up early, including Yang Ye, who loves to sleep lazy, and the family knows that today is an important day. If Yang Fan loses the game, he won't even be able to live in such a small courtyard.