Chapter 4282: Magic village

"Ah I--"
When the girl heard Wang Fan's words, she blushed suddenly.
Sure enough, she didn't talk nonsense any more, but after looking at Wang Fan, she quickly took out some herbs.
He squeezed his hands and the herb instantly turned into powder, and then he shook it and fell on Wang Fan.
At the moment the powder fell on his body, Wang Fan only felt a coolness.
In the next moment, the trauma on his body started to be repaired quickly, and he was soon healed.
Feeling this scene, Wang Fan was utterly stunned, and tears almost filled his eyes with excitement.
You know, although he has a serious internal injury, his external injury is not minor.
The most important thing is that he is a divine body.
That's a divine body. The divine body is wounded, but it's not so easy to recover. It's no better than a mortal body.
Originally according to Wang Fan's estimation, with his injury, even if it was just a trauma, he would not be able to repair it on his own in less than ten or eight years.
It will take at least a year or a half even if there are anti-natural drugs.
But this girl, it only took less than a minute, oh no, it should have helped him heal in less than a few seconds.
It's a god-man.
In an instant, Wang Fan's eyes became hot, and he looked straight at the girl.
"You, what are you going to do?"
The girl was shocked when she saw Wang Fan's expression. She was really scared to death.
Clang.
The basket suddenly landed behind her, her arms crossed her chest, her face full of vigilance.
Wang Fan saw this scene with a black line on his face.
What do you mean?
Do you look like that kind of person?
Feeling slanderous, he quickly regained his honest expression and said:
"Well, little sister, do you have such herbs for internal injuries? Give me some. Don't worry, I will repay you."
The girl looked at Wang Fan, but her eyes were a little suspicious, as if she was suspicious of what Wang Fan said.
But soon, she shook her head: "No, I don't."
She picked up the medicine basket again: "The medicines I have here are all just collected. They are used to treat trauma and make medicine pills."
"The treatment of internal injuries requires real medicinal pills and advanced medical skills. I can't do it yet."
When Wang Fan heard this, he was not disappointed. Instead, his eyes became fierce: "You mean, do you know a master at treating internal injuries? That is, someone can save me?"
When the girl heard this, she suddenly looked proud: "Of course, don't say you are like this, even if it is a dead person, as long as the soul remains, my grandfather can save life."
Wang Fan was even more delighted when he heard this.
He stood up hard and was about to speak.
The girl said again: "It's just that, my grandfather is not in the village. He doesn't know how long he will come back after he goes out. Moreover, he doesn't heal people casually."
Wang Fan stopped talking.
He was silent for a long time before asking cautiously: "Um, I want to ask you, what is your cultivation level?"
"Cultivation level?" The little girl was taken aback for a moment, and then embarrassed: "My cultivation level is relatively low, and I am also lazy. I don't like cultivation, so my cultivation level is not high."
In the next moment, her words were truly shocking, making Wang Fan scorched outside and tender inside.
"Until now, I have only been the third layer of the Saint Emperor."
"flutter!"
When Wang Fan heard this, he spouted a mouthful of old blood.
It really spit out a mouthful of old blood.
Nima?
What?
Did he hear me right?
Saint Emperor's third floor?
Still low?
What the did you get here?
Wang Fan asked again: "How old are you?"
"Eighteen years old," the girl said.
Wang Fan stopped talking.
The eighteen-year-old Saint Emperor is on the third floor.
Don't say I saw it, he hadn't even heard of it.
Of those holy emperors he knows, which one is not a thousand-year-old monster?
Even if it's a red sleeve, don't look young, at least it will live for almost a thousand years.
It's just that the monks live a long life and cultivate to a certain level, so they can stay young forever.
As for him, hehe, he seems to be several hundred years old, right?
Wang Fan originally thought he was a genius.
But now he knew how naive he was.
Compared with this little girl, Wang Fan is a scum.
Not even scum.
Wang Fan really wanted to ask, how did you cultivate.
And listening to the girl, she is not bad. Doesn't that mean that the old village is all a holy emperor.
It's scary to think about it.
When the girl saw Wang Fan's expression, she thought Wang Fan didn't believe it.
She blushed suddenly, and then pointed her hand casually.
Boom.
With a loud noise, Wang Fan didn't even see anything, and a large mountain in the distance had completely collapsed and shattered.
So strong!
Watching this scene, even if the cultivation base is no longer there, Wang Fan knows that this girl is not easy.
He was a little scared.
Fortunately, the girl didn't do anything to him, otherwise he would have died early.
But he was a little skeptical.
Is the holy monk still so innocent?
Seeing him, an ordinary person who has no cultivation skills, he was so jealous and cautious.
How do you look at it, why is it a bit of a violation?
"Okay, follow me to the village. Here, you will be eaten by wild beasts soon. Those wild beasts are amazing."
The girl saw Wang Fan stupidly there, said another sentence, and jumped forward.
When Wang Fan heard the beast, he couldn't help but shudder, and quickly followed behind.
Not long after, Wang Fan saw a village.
It really is a village.
A seemingly ordinary village.
In the meantime, he also knew the girl's name.
Medicine Linger.
A very tacky name.
Of course, Wang Fan just thought about it in his heart, and he dared not say this.
At the beginning, I didn't know the girl's strength, but I dared to do whatever I wanted, but now I still dare.
If this happens, he won't have time to cry.
"Ling'er, you are back. By the way, who is he?"
As soon as the two entered the village, a dark-skinned young man greeted him and asked.
While questioning, he also glanced at Wang Fan.
Feeling that Wang Fan hadn't cultivated, a touch of contempt suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Vegetable chicken!
Wang Fan felt the look in the other party's eyes and hated in his heart, but on the surface he was smiling and calm.
This Da Hei Tan, waiting for his cultivation base to recover, no, it should be his cultivation base breaking through to the Holy Emperor, he must have beaten him and didn't even know his parents.
A black coal dared to despise Wang Fan, really looking for death.
"Brother Dayuan, I picked him up on the road. Seeing that he was injured, he brought him back to the village."
Yao Ling'er said with a smile.
Picked up?
Wang Fan's face was full of black lines.
When the dark youth named Dayuan heard this, he didn't say much, and walked away.
But his eyes towards Wang Fan contained a certain kind of hostility.
It was as if Wang Fan had taken away his wife.
Wang Fan is also considered a veteran, no one can see the meaning of the other person's eyes.
Obviously he was interested in this medicine Ling'er, and he regarded him as a rival in love.
But, is Wang Fan that kind of person?
A red sleeve, he was already burnt.
Before long, Wang Fan followed Yao Ling'er to a quaint little courtyard.
The yard is also very ordinary, with three houses on the front and side rooms on both sides.
"Brother Wang Fan, my grandfather is out, so I am the only one in the family. You can live there temporarily."
"During this period, I will try my best to treat your body. Also, don't go out if it's okay. There are many troublemakers in the village, afraid they will bully you."
After entering the yard, Yao Linger said embarrassedly.