After that, he told him the plan he had thought of, and everyone nodded again and again, secretly admiring the young man in front of him.

Guo Wude clasped Fang Ling's hand and said: "Fortunately, Brother Fang is here, otherwise we will be dead, if we can escape, we all owe you a life!"

Pang Xiao and the others also said in unison: "Yes, Brother Fang, you are our savior!"

Fang Ling smiled faintly and said: "Everyone should be grateful to me, let's wait until I really escape, now everyone pretends to be fine, do their own thing, I still have to go to the house to arrange some things." ”

Originally, it was impossible for everyone to complete the escape, but under Fang Ling's few words, everyone immediately saw a ray of light.

Although the young man is the youngest, he is not even as good as a shaman and wizard in his mystical medical skills, and now he has come up with a plan, and he suddenly became the backbone of everyone.

After Fang Ling left the courtyard, he went to the pharmacy accompanied by Nina, and quickly exchanged information with Lu Bei, who was pretending to be a guest, in the shop, Lu Bei's report showed that Ding Muzhong and the others still did not have any movement, Fang Ling asked him to send Sachar outside the city first, and the others continued to monitor the movements of the shaman and Ding Muzhong and others.

After returning to the mansion, Fang Ling boiled a bowl of medicine and sent it to Nabutoya, who didn't seem to have any abnormal expression, but just asked if she could be cured today.

After Fang Ling returned to the room, he crossed his legs on his knees, and cultivated the sun fire with the thick heat of summer, originally Fang Ling fled from Yizhou State, and after coming to Bingzhou, he wanted to recover from his injuries there before returning to the fiefdom, but he knew that he was involved in the Mo family's affairs, which led to returning to the fiefdom one step earlier.

And after returning to the fiefdom, he encountered the news of the Eight Kings Rebellion, and hurried to the grassland land, so by now, his injuries have only recovered ninety percent.

Time passed slowly, and as it approached noon, the heat in the air was getting higher and higher, and the hot weather for others was an excellent time for Fang Ling to absorb the sun's heat.

He was immersed in the realm of selflessness in cultivation, and at the same time, he was also waiting for the crisis to come, and the sun fire was wantonly shuttling through his body, and the last of his injuries were healed.

At noon, before Guo Wude had delivered the food, Fang Ling first heard a noisy footsteps, these steps were calm and powerful, obviously quite powerful martial artists, and they were coming straight towards the courtyard.

The men of the Wushen patriarch have arrived!

As soon as this thought came to Fang Ling's mind, the door was kicked open, and the figure of a strong man like a black tower was immediately revealed outside the door, he was wearing a leather armor, carrying a bow and arrows, and a scimitar, and suddenly exuded a fierce aura.

Behind him, there were three equally dressed grassland men, all staring at him with tiger eyes, their eyes full of contempt.

As soon as the strong man waved his hand, a big man behind him rushed in, he didn't give Fang Ling any chance to speak, grabbed his arm with one hand, and dragged him towards the door.

Compared with the big man, Fang Ling was one size smaller, and he looked powerless to resist when he was dragged out like this, like a chicken, although the two female soldiers at the door were a little surprised, they both watched coldly and didn't ask.