Chapter 4288: murderous look!

Yao Ling'er's craftsmanship is very good, and the food he cooks is still so delicious.
After Wang Fan finished his meal, he started the medicated bath again.
For a while, Wang Fan lived in the village.
During the day, he followed Yao Ling'er up the mountain to collect medicine. On the way, Yao Ling'er would often take him to some big demon sites to fight against the big demon.
In the evening, I went back to the medicinal bath and practiced God's tactics, and my life was fulfilled.
It is worth mentioning that since the last time, the Yaoxuan has never come to find fault again, and he doesn't know what's going on.
With this intense battle and medicated bath, Wang Fan's injuries began to heal gradually.
His whole skin showed a bronze color, it was no longer golden, but it was more restrained.
Wang Fan clearly felt that his body, bones, meridians, blood vessels, etc., seemed to have been tempered, and that all his muscles, bones, skin and flesh were unimaginable.
He even tore the cheetah with his bare hands during a battle with a Saint Emperor cheetah.
You know, that is the Saint Emperor Great Demon, whose flesh is definitely much stronger than the monks of the same level.
And the opponent has a gods.
In this case, it doesn't matter if Wang Fan can beat the opponent, and can still tear the opponent alive. You can imagine Wang Fan's physical strength and power.
The only thing that made Wang Fan depressed was that his divine essence had not recovered, that is, his cultivation level had not been recovered.
For the gods between heaven and earth, his body was completely shielded, and he couldn't feel the slightest.
In this way, Wang Fan also couldn't figure out what cultivation level he was.
"Hey, this is a bit depressing, is it a blessing in disguise, or—"
Wang Fan whispered while taking a medicated bath, but he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.
Now, his injury has recovered, and his strength seems to be stronger.
It's just that there is no cultivation base, which is a pity.
The seventh floor of the Great Emperor, that was the cultivation base he had spent countless years and experienced countless hardships.
Now, it was gone all at once.
If it is not uncomfortable, then there is a ghost.
"Brother Wang Fan, what are you thinking about?"
Yao Ling'er couldn't help asking when seeing Wang Fan meditating there.
Wang Fan sighed and said, "Although I have greatly increased my strength, my cultivation base has been lost, and I still can't sense the aura of heaven and earth. Ling'er, why do you think I am in this situation? Is there any hope to recover?"
Although he can already kill the holy emperor now, and his strength has greatly increased, his cultivation is also indispensable.
If there is a cultivation base, his combat power will be even further.
Yao Ling'er heard the words and said with a smile: "Senior Wang Fan, don't worry, you can definitely recover. It's just not now."
When Wang Fan heard this, his eyes couldn't help narrowing.
Yao Linger's remarks are quite meaningful.
The meaning is obvious, that is, Wang Fan's cultivation level can definitely be restored, but now it is not.
Wang Fan nodded and said nothing.
That being the case, he was relieved.
Yao Ling'er didn't continue the topic either, but said, "Alright, brother, it's time for the medicinal bath today. There are three days left before the medicinal bath will end. At that time, I will take you out of here."
"You take me away?" Wang Fan was surprised: "What do you mean?"
Yao Ling'er said: "I have grown up in the village since I was a child. I haven't stepped out of the village yet, and I really want to go out and get some experience and gain some insights."
"It's just that Grandpa kept saying that I have a kind-hearted nature and the monks outside are very bad, so he didn't let me go out."
"Now Brother Wang, you are here, so I want to go out and take a look. I believe you will protect me, won't you?"
Yao Ling'er blushed as he spoke.
This meaning is too obvious.
Wang Fan also widened his eyes.
He wanted to refuse, but how could he refuse?
If you refuse, is it too cruel?
It's just that he really doesn't have that idea.
Hey, there are not many people who want to be so pure.
What's wrong with this recently?
First it was Red Sleeve, then this medicine Linger.
Hey.
Wang Fan looked at the sky speechlessly.
Yao Ling'er's heart thumped quickly, fearing that Wang Fan would refuse.
She didn't really like Wang Fan, but felt that Wang Fan was kind and curious about Wang Fan.
The most important thing is that she really wants to look outside.
She has never stepped out of the village since she was a child. This is true.
Of course, it doesn't count if you go out of the village to collect medicine.
After thinking about it, Yao Ling'er said again: "What's more, your body is not completely healed. With me, you will be more secure, won't you?"
Wang Fan nodded.
What else can he say?
Time flies, and soon, it's the third day.
This was Wang Fan's last medicated bath.
After this medicated bath, he will leave.
At that time, he wanted to see if he could return to the sanctuary.
After such a long time, I don't know what happened to the Holy Palace.
Did Lianzong and the Black Demon Saint Emperor attack the Saint Palace?
What happened to the red sleeves? Is there any breakthrough?
It's not that Wang Fan has never tried to contact Hongxiu, but that the communication beads can't send any news at all.
Obviously it has crossed the big domain.
Or in other words, the distance is too far.
The night was getting darker, and it was as dark as ink.
Yao Xuan stood in a courtyard with a gloomy expression, beside him, there were some dead men with expressionless faces.
These people have strong auras, and murderous aura is boiling.
Each of them looked cold, holding sharp knives, and it felt terrifying.
This is a dead person cultivated by the Yaoxuan family, all of whom have the strength of the Saint Emperor's early stage and are extremely large.
Don't look down on the fact that the old village has a small population, and all belong to ancient pharmacists.
But it is not a piece of iron bucket, nor is it an absolute whole.
All branches compete strongly, and they all have their own strengths in the outside world.
Yao Ling'er's grandfather, as the village chief, is also the current patriarch of the clan.
On the surface, everyone is respectful.
But secretly, it's hard to say.
"Tonight, you must kill that Wang Fan! As for Ling'er, if you can catch it, you will catch him, if you can't catch him, you will destroy him!"
Yao Xuan's face was sullen, and his fists creaked.
He originally wanted to marry Yao Ling'er, but in his opinion, he was the only one who could be worthy of Yao Ling'er.
Although the two have a blood relationship, they have surpassed three generations and are no longer close.
In Yao Xuan's eyes, as long as he married Yao Ling'er, the position of patriarch would fall on him sooner or later.
But he didn't expect that Wang Fan would be killed on the way. The most important thing was that Yao Ling'er was very unusual for this Wang Fan.
How can he calm down?
"Bitch!"
Yao Xuan roared in his heart, and then waved his big hand: "To set off, you only need to succeed, not to fail."
With that, the group of people rose into the air, quickly plunged into the darkness, and killed Yao Ling'er and Wang Fan.
Yao Xuan's complexion also became darker, and he murmured grimly: "If my Yao Xuan can't get you, then it will ruin you. If you toast and not eat, then you will die!"
Zhuangruo mad.
In the room, Wang Fan was cultivating and suddenly opened his eyes.
He felt the crisis, an unprecedented crisis.
"Someone wants to kill me? Murderous?"
Wang Fan woke up instantly, his face extremely ugly.
His intuition for danger, or rather it is no longer intuition, but divine, is still very keen.
Feeling the murderous aura, Wang Fan didn't have any thoughts to continue the medicated bath, and he quickly got up, put on his robe, and rushed into Yao Ling'er's room without thinking about it.