On the bank of the Xuanjiang River in the Ming Dynasty, known as the first river in the north, after the Xuanming Garden is the Divine Emperor Mountain, Yang Fan and Tang Sanfat fled all the way south on the bank of the Xuanjiang River in the Daming Dynasty, and they don't know when they came to the boundary of the Divine Emperor Mountain.

After escaping to the Divine Emperor Mountain, Yang Fan and Tang Sanpang were chased and killed by the Li Imperial Guards, Yang Fan and Tang Sanpang guessed that this should be sent by Li Yihan, so the two of them have been messing around in the mountains these days.

At this time, Yang Fan and Tang Sanfat had just escaped the pursuit of the Praetorian Guards and hid behind a big rock next to a mountain stream, Yang Fan's face was as pale as ash and he was sitting cross-legged, he was wearing a black suit at this time, and his external injuries had basically healed.

But Tang San's fat lips were chapped, he was sweating profusely and leaning against the big stone, his big belly was tied with a big white bandage, bright red blood seeped out, and the cyan gold silk robe also became tattered.

Looking at Yang Fan's face, Tang Sanpang carefully untied the bandage on his waist, revealing the knife that was more than a foot long, and the flesh was turned sideways, the flesh on both sides of the wound had begun to turn white, and with Tang Sanfat's breathing, the knife seemed to be about to break open the belly at any time to reveal the intestines inside, which was extremely hideous and terrifying.

"Hiss......" Tang San's fat grinning grinned, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his forehead, he put some medicinal powder from the spirit ring, and the pain suddenly decreased a lot, but Tang San's fat face was still pale.

And the flesh and blood began to heal rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, at this time Yang Fan also opened his eyes, he quickly came to Tang Sanpang's side, and an eight-colored power began to instill on Tang Sanpang's wound, which immediately accelerated the healing speed of Tang Sanfat's wound.

"Fatty, are you alright?" Seeing Tang San's fat body in a cold sweat and his breath was weak, Yang Fan was very worried.

"I'm fine. Tang Sanpang took out the last Wushou Dan from the spirit ring, handed it to Yang Fan, and said with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth: "This is the last one, you are seriously injured, leave it for you to use." ”

These days, they have been on the run, they have been injured, and the pills on Tang Sanpang's body have long been used, but now Tang Sanpang has given Yang Fan the last life-saving Wushou Pill.

It's not that Tang Sanpang is confident that he can escape under this pursuit, but in Tang Sanpang's eyes, his brother's life is much more important than his own, so he left the pill to Yang Fan.

"Hmm. Yang Fan responded, and then saw Tang Sanpang grinning and was about to laugh, Yang Fan took the black Wushou Pill and threw it into Tang Sanpang's mouth, and then quickly took out fresh water from the spirit ring and directly poured the pill into Tang Sanpang.

"Poof!" Tang Sanfat also reacted quickly and spit out the water, and said with some anger: "Yang Fan, what are you doing, I can't die yet, it's a waste!"

As he spoke, Tang San Fat stretched out his hand to pull out the Wushou Pill, which looked very funny, making Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Fatty, the pills have melted in your mouth, do you still have to pull them out for me to eat, isn't it disgusting?"

"Damn, this is the last pill, although the fat man usually squanders a lot, but now is the time to die, you can save it!" Tang San's fat mung bean's big eyes glared at Yang Fan, and then continued the movement in his hand.

"Okay, okay, don't be busy, even the intestines will be pulled out if you pick out again. Yang Fan shook his head, and then began to help Tang San Fat bandage his wounds, and said, "Don't worry, the person who wants my Yang Fan's life has not been born yet, and I will not die here." ”

These days, Yang Fan heard about Li Yihan's status in the Li royal family from Tang Sanfat's mouth, and learned that Li Yihan was just a side branch of the Li royal family, and he was also a concubine, and such a status was nothing in the Li royal family.

But now it is worth pondering why Li Yihan was able to mobilize the Praetorian Guards guarding the Divine Emperor Mountain, Yang Fan and Tang Sanpang have associated everything that happened on the banks of the Xuanjiang River in the Ming Dynasty these days.

In the end, he came to a conclusion that all the children of the poor family were killed by the killers invited by Li Yihan, and then all the children of the wealthy families died in the hands of the An organization, Li Yihan couldn't afford these two accounts, but he was the leader of this trip to the God Emperor Mountain.

Then Li Yihan is fully responsible for these, Li Yihan can't afford it, so he has to find a scapegoat, it is obvious that after Yang Fan and Tang Sanfat fled that day, Li Yihan is very likely to go to God Emperor Mountain.

distorted the truth of the whole thing, and put all the responsibility in the hands of Yang Fan and Tang Sanpang, and in the process of chasing and killing, Yang Fan and Tang Sanpang also heard that the team leader led by the Praetorian Guard Cavalry wanted to arrest them for killing all the students of the Beidou Sect this time.

Therefore, Yang Fan and Tang Sanpang are more and more sure that they were framed by Li Yihan this time, they want to live, they want to return to the Beidou Sect Courtyard alive, and tell the truth of the whole thing clearly!

"Hehe, Li Yihan, that son of a bitch, if I go back to the Tang family, I have to bring someone to skin him alive!" When it came to life, Tang Sanpang remembered Li Yihan's aching teeth.

Tang Sanpang was almost cut into two pieces by the strong man who was riding by the Praetorian Guards in the escape last night, but fortunately it was Yang Fan who pulled him at the critical moment, otherwise, Tang Sanpang would have been buried in the ground by now!

"Oops, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, Yang Fan, you lighten it!"

The bandage made Yang Fan tie a bow, and Tang San, who was in pain, screamed, and then looked down at a delicate bow on his big belly, Tang Sanpang looked at Yang Fan with a resentful face on the spot.

"Yang Fan, I'm a big man, you tie me a bow, what a girl, if you want to tie the knot, give it a little elegant, domineering like a man!"

"Uh-uh. Yang Fan rolled his eyes and said, "In my hometown, I once heard that there is a kind of strong called a bow, and all the strong people there will have a bow on their belts, symbolizing strength." ”

"Really?" Tang San's fat eyes changed from resentment to suspicion in an instant, and then looked at the bow tied in front of his belly, it seemed to be really that interesting!

"You can rest for a while, get a good night's sleep, and then we'll find a way out. Yang Fan looked up at the sky, it was just after noon, and it was still early.

And it's autumn now, the weather is slightly cool, especially now that they are still on the edge of the stream, Tang Sanfat didn't say anything, he was not lightly injured, after the toss of changing the dressing, he was indeed a little tired, and pulled out a big windbreaker and covered himself.

"Yang Fan, you also rest more, I still want you to take me out alive, if I can escape this time, I will take you to pretend to take you to fly!" Tang Sanfat squeezed his eyes at Yang Fan, covering his windbreaker like a good baby, and he didn't look like he was being chased and killed at all.

Yang Fan glanced at Tang San with a little crying and laughing, and said, "Forget it, let's pretend to fly together, now we have all flown into the Divine Emperor Mountain, let's talk about it when we can get out alive." ”

After making a few jokes with Tang Sanfat, Yang Fan sat down again, since he was hunted down and killed during this time, Li Yihan and the Praetorian Guards didn't give them a chance to breathe at all, and Yang Fan didn't have time to check the limited bloodline that Lord An gave him.

Moreover, Yang Fan has also been injured, and the extra time has no time to cultivate, all of which is spent on healing, and now he finally has a chance to breathe.

Yang Fan immediately opened the door, a white and vibrant power enveloped his body, Yang Fan closed his eyes slightly, and the Xuan Qi began to flow slowly in his veins like a stream.

That limited bloodline was like a golden line, hovering within Yang Fan's Nine Palaces, and Hong Di was also injured in the battle to kill Chu Wenyuan, and also slept in the most central of Yang Fan's nine Xuandan.

Yang Fan looked at the Xuandan in the middle that was almost as red as blood, Yang Fan didn't know what could help Hongdi, Hongdi had been sleeping for many days, and Yang Fan was now also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river himself.

He could only look at the demon pill where Hong Di was, and sighed worriedly in his heart, Yang Fan sat down in the Nine Palaces, Hong Di is injured now, then, now he is fighting against the powerhouse of the Hui God Realm, and his combat power has plummeted by more than half.

Therefore, Yang Fan can only strive to refine this limited bloodline when he is healing, and improve his strength as soon as possible, now Yang Fan has a deeper understanding, absolute strength is king!

Yang Fan also knows a lot about the limited bloodline, just take the finch organization that terrified the entire Northland, with only a few hundred people, they can slaughter many families in the Northland, why are they so powerful?

Fundamentally, it is because most of the members of this organization are limited bloodlines, however, why are so many limited bloodlines gathered together and twisted into an organization to take revenge on the various families in the Northlands.

There is only one reason, that is, the limited bloodline can be refined, it can make the Xuanzhi stronger, and it has a special ability, this ability is not within the scope of talent, nor is it among the exercises and mystical skills, and the limited bloodline is powerful for the Xuanzhi!

Therefore, those families that limited their bloodlines have almost become the target of the Dongxuan Continent, countless pairs of eyes, countless families, and countless powerhouses are staring at them.

For a long time, the limited bloodline of the Dongxuan Continent has almost become a fragrant bait, everyone wants to eat a bite, and then they continue to fight and kill, and finally all the limited bloodline families have been devoured.

And the members of the Sparrow Organization are the survivors of those who have survived the bloodline family, they want revenge, they want to declare war on the entire continent, so they are gathered together, and the hundred years of Beidou darkness are just a beginning for them.

Their ultimate target was the entire Dongxuan Continent, the entire Dongxuan Continent's family, so in the hundred years of killing in the Northland, they were not involved in other states, and only later were the first generation of sword gods learned their purpose.

The first generation of sword gods went north from Jingzhou, led the families of the north, and fought against the Sparrow Organization for nearly a hundred years, and finally established the Zongtian God Sect, referred to as religion, and was completely annihilated in the second generation of sword gods.

Yang Fan sat cross-legged in the Nine Palaces, his eyes staring at the limited bloodline, he felt that the limitless bloodline still had a great rejection of himself, but Yang Fan wanted to refine the limited bloodline!

"Come here!"

Yang Fan shouted loudly and grabbed the limited bloodline with one hand, but when Yang Fan was about to catch the limited bloodline, the limited bloodline seemed to escape from Yang Fan's hands like a slippery loach.

"Where to run!" Yang Fan knew that if he couldn't catch it, how could he refine it, so he stepped out of the eight steps under his feet, and his figure quickly followed behind the limited bloodline like a ghost.

The Xuan Qi overflowed, constantly hitting the limited bloodline, Yang Fan's hands suddenly opened violently, pressed towards the limited bloodline, and held the limited bloodline tightly in his hands.

"Haha, I still want to escape, it's really naughty!" Seeing that the limited bloodline in his hand still wanted to escape, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel that this limited bloodline also had basic wisdom.

This book was first published in Reading Book Worm