After the women were sure that Meng Fan was indeed going to give them freedom, they really thanked Meng Fan, and even some people wanted to repay them, Meng Fan just smiled indifferently, and then asked the women who wrapped their faces in black cloth to wait for a while.

After obtaining permission, Meng Fan lifted the black cloth from one of the women's faces and frowned.

The woman's face was completely peeled off, there were no lips, no cheeks, not even eyelids, and when she slept, she couldn't close her eyes at all, so she could only cover her eyes with a black cloth.

If you flee home in such a horrible way, your future life will be ruined.

Meng Fan gently put his palm on the woman's face, and the woman's body shook, not knowing what Meng Fan meant.

But then, a warm and refreshing feeling covered her face, like a spring breeze wrapped in spring rain, blowing through the dry land.

Dive into the night with the wind.

Moisturizing things silently.

There was green qi diffused from Meng Fan's palm, and after a while, a piece of skin grew and spread from the woman's face, slowly covering her entire face, crystal clear, like a newborn baby.

Meng Fan took his hand away, and there was a warm smile on the corner of his mouth.

The woman was very beautiful, but she didn't come back to her senses for a while, but she saw that other women were looking at her with envy, and they all had the same smile on their faces as Meng Fan.

She touched her face and blinked.

Wow cried.

I cried more than when I heard that I was free again.

But this cry is a happy cry.

"Eun Gong, save me!"

"Eun Gong, save me!"

Several other women who covered their faces with black cloths had already burst into tears and knelt in front of Meng Fan.

Meng Fan healed their faces, and the young girls were rejuvenated again.

When the women left, they asked Meng Fan's name, Meng Fan didn't say anything, seeing the women leave the village, he was afraid that the women would be homeless, so he said kindly: "If there is nowhere to go, you can go to the Eighteen Mountains to find a place called Qingqiu City, I heard that there is a person called the little deputy palace master, everyone said that he has a good heart, and often helps people in difficulty, you can go to him, he should arrange you properly." ”

The women all said with tears in their eyes that they remembered it.

This Engong with a scar on his face is really a good person, but it's a pity that he doesn't know if he can meet again, and there is no way to talk about repayment, huh? Why didn't he heal the scar on his face?

After the women left, Meng Fan touched his chin and smiled, when he praised himself just now, he was really embarrassed.

Meng Fan inexplicably recruited Yue Laoqi and other paper soldiers.

"You are divided into two groups, one group escorts those women to walk for a while, and the other group goes to find Song Zheliu, but don't show up, just protect them in secret. ”

After the paper soldier received the order, his figure swept away.

Then, Meng Fan walked into a wooden house with a clear goal.

On the floor of the wooden house, there is a carpet made of wild animal skins, which is colorful and soft to step on, and the tables and chairs inside are also very beautiful in shape, with exquisite textures, and there are wine jugs and wine glasses placed on the table, which still diffuse the aroma of wine.

It can be imagined that when Jin Lian'er and Li Xiaoman were rescued, the leader was drinking and waiting.

A large bed in the room is also extremely comfortable.

Meng Fan only glanced at it, and he really wanted to lie down and sleep.

But his gaze was instantly attracted by several half-meter-high wooden boxes, and he walked over and opened them, and the belongings brought by Jin Lian'er were all inside, such as the Moon Xuanshi, Xuanjiao, and Pills...... It's back again.

Meng Fan put away everything with a smile, and didn't have the intention of returning it to Jin Lian'er.

I can't pay it back, there's no way to explain it.

Then he opened another box and harvested a large number of jewels and property, there were hundreds of thousands of soul banknotes in it, Meng Fan didn't know how much the soul banknotes were worth, but Jin Lian'er said that the soul banknotes were the Xuanzi tickets of the Eighteen Mountains, and they could be used if they had the opportunity on the road, and they would be useful.

He also found hundreds of bottles of strange pills, the color was pitch black, diffusing a strange fragrance, sniffed it, and his face showed a complicated look, he was no longer new in the Dan Dao, and identified that those pills were all refined with human souls, which could be called vicious.

However, such an elixir, no matter what kind of monk it is, is of great benefit!

It is no wonder that Jin Lian'er once said that the monks here do not rely on the aura of heaven and earth, but absorb the essence of the soul.

Such an elixir, the Eighteen Mountains did not dare to refine it, at least they did not dare to refine it blatantly.

But in this deserted place in the west, it is clearly dignified.

Meng Fan hesitated, in line with the idea that ruining it is also a waste, he used the idea that it is better than falling into the hands of bad people, he waved his hand and put away all the soul pills, if you don't consider it from the moral level, these pills are also a very big gain, if he absorbs all these pills, it will not be difficult to enter the dual realm of immortality!

It will also directly increase the power of the Ziyang Soul Sword!

After Meng Fan, a "good old man", ransacked the leader's room, he went to another wooden house and put away the hundreds of weapons of acceptable quality inside, leaving them for the paper soldiers.

Among them, there is a set of bows and arrows that he likes, and the paper soldiers should also have long-range weapons.

Naturally, these hundreds of weapons are not enough.

If the terrifying days of the paper soldiers vs. ghost soldiers really come, he needs more weapons.

Subsequently, Meng Fan, who had grabbed a lot of money, left the dead and silent village and quickly swept towards Song Zheliu.

Song Zheliu was very sad during this time.

According to Meng Fan's intentions, after melting the ice scorpion, he secretly stung Jin Lian'er and Li Xiaoman, the two of them were indeed quiet, but they were frozen, as if they had become two ice sculptures wearing red makeup, I don't know if it would kill the two of them.

He didn't know where Meng Fan had gone to find "water", why he hadn't come back.

He was a little frightened to stay alone in this dangerous place, and although it was already dark, he had a faint feeling that something terrible was secretly watching him.

"Brother Meng, you're back!"

When he saw Meng Fan flying over, Song Zheliu almost jumped up to meet Meng Fan, not realizing that he was so dependent on Meng Fan.

"How are the two of them?" Meng Fan asked.

"See for yourself!" Song Zheliu shrugged.

Jin Lian'er and Li Xiaoman were lying side by side on the grass, their skin covered with a layer of frost, crystal clear in the morning light, but it was not ugly.

Dangdang.

Meng Fan walked over, leaned down and knocked on Jin Lian'er's stomach, making a crisp sound.

Looking at it from perspective, the strange insects in the stomachs of the two of them were also frozen into small popsicles.

Song Zheliu said with a sad face: "Brother Meng, the two of them ate strange insects, and their cultivation was suppressed, if they were frozen to death, we would ...... Hey, it's a big trouble, and I don't want to go. ”

Meng Fan stood up and said with a smile: "Naturally, you can't die, but Old Song, do you know what the purpose of Jin Lian'er's trip is?"

Meng Fan was already suspicious!

(End of chapter)