Chapter 81: Black Spots

The old gentleman said so, but if there is anything unspeakable, you might as well say it, if it is within Wu's ability or something, you should try your best to help the old gentleman. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

I don't know why, Wu Fan always felt that the old man had something to say, but after thinking about it, he didn't understand what the old man meant, and although Wu Fan had almost recovered from the injuries in his body, his divine consciousness still couldn't leave the body, so he only felt that the breath on the old man's body was extremely unstable, but he couldn't feel anything wrong.

"I wonder what Childe thinks of Liu'er?"

The two were silent for a moment before the old man opened his mouth and asked inexplicably.

"The granddaughter has an extraordinary temperament and a charming appearance, Wu Fan and Miss Liu'er have not been in contact for a long time, so it is not good to comment on it. ā€

The old man's question like this made Wu Fan even more confused, but after thinking about it, since the old man asked like this, it must be a later word, so Wu Fan also thought about it for a while, and then returned casually.

He and this girl named Liu Er have only known each other for more than two months, so they don't know much, but the other party has been taking care of him during this period, and Wu Fan is also very grateful in his heart, and this gratitude is just simple gratitude, and there are no other feelings in it.

If Wu Fan was a mortal, he might really be tempted when he met such a woman, but as a monk, his goal in life was to pursue the Great Dao, and Shou Yuan and mortals could not be compared at all, so naturally he would not leave any feelings in the mortal world.

"Hehe, Lao Yu does have some things that he wants to ask Gongzi for help, but he has to wait for Gongzi to recover from his cultivation, as for Liu'er, she is actually not Lao Yu's biological granddaughter, but an abandoned baby adopted by Lao Yu in his early years, okay, Gongzi's injury has just recovered a little, so it is better to pay more attention to rest. ā€

The old man didn't seem to care about Wu Fan's answer, he just said a lot of words, and then he lay down on the bamboo chair again, his eyes narrowed slightly and he dozed, which made Wu Fan confused, but since the other party didn't want to say more, Wu Fan didn't bother to care so much, so he turned around and went back to the room.

Time passed in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye, more than three months had passed since Wu Fan stayed here.

At this time, he sat cross-legged in a simple bamboo house, holding a strange magic decision in both hands, palms upward, and at the same time chanting words in his mouth, at the same time, a white air flow visible to the naked eye entered Wu Fan's body along his mouth and nose, and then ran along the eight veins of the strange meridians in his body for a week, and finally flowed into the dantian.

After a long time, Wu Fan slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a wisp of turbid breath from his mouth, and the breath on his body became a little stronger.

"Finally you can practice preliminarily, it seems that it is necessary to go to Cold Moon City to buy some elixir, but before leaving, let's say hello to Liu'er. ā€

Wu Fan sat on the ground, muttered a few words to himself, and then stood up and walked quickly outside.

A month ago, when Wu Fan was able to go to the ground for activities, he moved out of the room where he was originally meditating and pranayama, after all, it was Liu Er's boudoir, Wu Fan was always a little unaccustomed to living there, although Liu Er insisted repeatedly, but seeing that Wu Fan had made up his mind, he had to move into a simple room by Wu Fan.

Of course, for Wu Fan, as long as there is a pure place to cultivate, as for whether this place is simple or not, it is secondary.

Now that he has decided to leave this place, he still plans to inform Liu Er before leaving, otherwise he will leave without a sound, so that it seems that Wu Fan is a little ruthless, after all, the other party has saved his life, and Wu Fan will not forget the etiquette he should have.

Out of the door, there was no figure of Liu Er in the yard, and the old man was not on the recliner, on weekdays, every time Wu Fan came out, Liu Er would move herbs in the yard, and the old man would also lie on the chair, still looking old.

Today, both of them were missing, which made Wu Fan feel puzzled in his heart.

Wu Fan looked back and found that Liu Er's door was closed, and there was no sound coming from the room, and a trace of uneasiness gradually appeared in his heart.

Liu Er's room was still as neat and tidy, the whole room diffused with this faint fragrance, and in the center of the room, there was a wooden barrel more than half a person high, and the barrel was full of heat.

In the heat, the figure of a young girl can be faintly seen, and the slightly leaking fragrant shoulders and the green silk scattered at random all indicate that the girl is bathing.

Seeing this, Wu Fan only stood for a moment, then hurriedly confessed, turned around and prepared to leave the room.

"Brother Wu, save me, don't go......."

The faint voice clearly came into Wu Fan's ears, Wu Fan was stunned in his heart, and secretly said that it was not good, and he couldn't care about it so much at this time, so he rushed to the front of the wooden basin with an arrow step, and stared at Liu'er in the middle of the wooden basin.

The whole wooden basin was filled with a brown liquid, with a strange medicinal fragrance, and the willow in the wooden basin was slightly dark at this time, and her usually spiritual eyes drooped, as if she wanted to open them as hard as she could, but she couldn't use her strength at all, and the breath of the whole person was even more breathless, so faint that it was almost impossible to feel.

At this time, Liu Er Xu was soaked in the wooden basin, and the silver mask that had been worn on her face had already been taken off, but the other half of the girl's face was covered by a huge black spot, which was in stark contrast to the other half of Allure's face, which looked terrifying.

Wu Fan only knew at this time why Liu Er kept wearing a mask, thinking that the other half of her face was also a forbidden place that she didn't dare to touch in the girl's heart.

"Brother Wu, you are here, Liu Er feels that she is not good, she is going to die, grandpa said that there will be reincarnation in life, is it true......"

When Liu Er saw Wu Fan coming, she barely had a smile on her face, but her breath was extremely sluggish, and when she opened her mouth at this time, she was almost angry, as if she would die at any time, and the black spot on her face seemed to come to life, constantly writhing, looking weird in an instant.

"Liu Er is not allowed to talk nonsense, with Brother Wu here, how can he let you die. ā€

For some reason, when Wu Fan saw Liu Er's sad face and a little relieved smile, his heart suddenly hurt inexplicably, although he and Liu Er didn't have anything to do with each other, but he was not a cold-blooded person, and naturally he would not die at this time.

"Hehe, Liu Er believes in Brother Wu, Brother Wu will not let Liu Er die......"

Liu Er still said slowly and weakly, in just one sentence, but as if she had finished all her long-cherished wishes, the smile between her eyebrows became extremely sad.

At this time, Wu Fan didn't care about whether men and women were intimate or not, he put his hand into the barrel, and then quickly picked up Liu Er's wrist, and with a flash of inspiration on his body, he slowly injected the few mana in his body into Liu Er's body.

At the same time, a wisp of divine thought was also released from Wu Fan's consciousness and entered Liu Er's body, the so-called right medicine, Wu Fan naturally planned to see what was wrong in Liu Er's body before he could prescribe the right medicine.

The warm mana flowed through Liu Er's veins, Liu Er's originally painful face gradually quieted down, and the dark spots on his face no longer writhed, and this black spot finally turned into a palm-sized mark, which stopped on the other half of his face, destroying the original posture of the city.