Chapter 3: The Return of the Mortal Dust
Whoosh~ A figure shuttles through the grass, looking like an agile wolf from a distance, full of wild beauty.
The figure sprang out of the grass and stood still by a stream, a beast skin that gave him a wild air, a pair of piercing eyes like the eyes of a beast, and a seven-foot iron sword that was unsurprisingly slung across his back, adding a hint of danger to it.
This person is the mortal dust who has just escaped from the depths of the riot forest. Covered in stains, he saw a stream at this time, and immediately laughed happily, "Great, I just ran out of that ghost place and saw a stream, just let me wash it." ”
Fan Chen has been worrying for the past few days, if it weren't for the assistance of this former powerhouse, it would be absolutely impossible for him to escape from the tiger's mouth of a fourth-level spirit beast equivalent to a human spirit king in the depths with the strength of the ninth level of the Spirit Building Period.
However, although the days are thrilling, the harvest of mortal dust is not shallow. In the past, because of his outstanding talent, he was always practicing at home, and he couldn't talk about actual combat experience and survival skills at all, but in the past few days, under the careful teaching of the cadres, Fan Chen has finally made up for this part of the vacancy.
Wow~ Fan Chen jumped into the stream excitedly, and the dirt on his body stained the stream black. Fan Chen quickly washed his body, lying comfortably on the water, squinting his eyes and enjoying the relaxation that he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Hmm~ It's so comfortable. By the way, Brother Gan, where did you come from?Why do I think you are very strong, but you are very weak?" Fan Chen asked the question that had been hidden in his heart for a few days after escaping from the demon cave.
"Alas, young master, it's a long story. The cadre sighed, "I was indeed very strong, it turned out that I could come to the side of the young master at the cost of minor injuries, but unfortunately, the master and I both miscalculated, causing me to be seriously injured, and last time in order to save the young master, I also used secret techniques, which deepened my wounds." Alas, now that I think about it, when the young master was destroyed, I used secret techniques to temporarily recover one-ten-thousandth of my strength, and at that time, as long as I had a sword qi, I could make those dogs who dared to offend the young master scatter, but unfortunately at that time, because I had just woken up from a deep sleep, and forcibly used secret techniques, I was already strong and middle-handed, plus the young master was in distress, I thought of letting the young master out of danger, so I flew away in a hurry. ”
"Since the big brother is so strong, what can make the big brother suffer so badly? Could it be related to the place where the big brother is here?" Fan Chen thought in his heart.
Seeing that Fan Chen seemed to be even more confused, the cadre whispered in a complicated tone: "I came from heaven." ”
"Heavenly?" muttered Fanchen. But he was quickly relieved, since he didn't understand it now, then he would wait for the strength to become stronger in the future. As soon as he thought of this, Fan Chen was worried about the cadre's injury again. "And how are your injuries, and can you recover?"
"Well, I guess it's going to be difficult to recover, because I'm a sword spirit, and it's a soul body in layman's terms. So I suffered from soul wounds, ordinary elixirs cannot be cured, only elixirs that specifically heal soul injuries have an effect on me, and this elixir is very rare and very expensive. So I guess it will be difficult to recover, unless the young master can reach a certain height, I can really recover. However, if there are some heavenly treasures that are beneficial to the soul, it will have some effect, so if you want to recover, it will be difficult, difficult, difficult. "The dry general is bitter and authentic.
"Brother Gan Jiang was injured because he came to my side, I must do my best to let Brother Gan General recover as soon as possible. "Fan Chen secretly swears in his heart.
"Okay, don't be so pessimistic, there will be a day of recovery, let's go to Qingyang Town first. Fan Chen smiled chicly. "Well, I listen to you. "The cadre will be plain and authentic.
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Qingyang Town, Fanjia.
Fan's house was in ruins at this time, but the crowd of people who were turning things here seemed out of place with the environment at this time, and their faces were full of hope.
And at the dilapidated gate of the Fan family, a young man in animal skin looked at this scene, clenched his fists, his nails were deeply buckled into his palms, blood flowed down his nails, and two lines of turbid tears flowed down the young man's face.
This young man is the mortal dust who has returned!
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