Chapter 1543 No

1543

Ye Fan hesitated for a moment, and said with a smile: "It's a kind of elixir for healing, I prepared it myself, it should be able to help you recover quickly."

Nian Rujiao blinked, and didn't ask any further questions. She looked at the surrounding environment and said, "Husband, where are we? Ning Ningfeng and the others...are they all dead?"

"We are in Cold Dew City. I think you need to rest, so I will bring you here first. Those people are all dead," Ye Fan nodded.

Nian Rujiao looked at Ye Fan carefully, her beautiful eyes searching Ye Fan for something.

Ye Fan felt uneasy, the woman must have become suspicious, after all, the gap between his own situation and the original Leng Xingchen was too great.

Even if he has a phantom face, he will never be able to see through his real body, but Nian Rujiao and Leng Xingchen have known each other for nearly two hundred years, even if they are not very close, they must know each other very well.

If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't see the difference, women should be able to notice some changes in their speech and demeanor.

Just as Ye Fan was thinking about how to explain it, he heard the woman ask...

"Husband, are you injured? Did the villain detonate the golden core, hurt you?"

Ye Fan was stunned and stared blankly at Nian Rujiao. Feeling the sincere concern in the woman's eyes, Ye Fan realized that he was wrong.

"Stupid woman, how could I get hurt? You are so close, you almost got seriously injured, and you still care about me?" Ye Fan sighed with pity and helplessness.

A look of reassurance flashed in Nian Rujiao's eyes, "It's just that Husband is fine... It's all because I was too careless and almost brought disaster to Husband...

I don't know if the murderer behind the scenes will come to attack my husband again, we should go back to the Hanguangmen, and we will have an extra layer of defense. "

As she said that, Nian Rujiao supported her and wanted to sit up.

But her injury hadn't healed yet, her Qi and blood couldn't flow smoothly when she moved, and her internal organs were in pain as if they were about to burst.

"Ah..." Nian Rujiao bit her lower lip, the pain was so painful that she couldn't help the sweat from her forehead.

Ye Fan was startled, and quickly asked her to lie down, "Don't move! You were unconscious before, so you couldn't detect the specific situation of the injury yourself.

I thought your internal organs were concussed and not serious, but if you're in pain, it's more serious than what I've seen.

If you forcefully get up now, it will only delay the recovery of the injury, and you must rest to a certain extent before you can go back. "

The organ structure of the human body is extremely complex, and Ye Fan can't grasp all of them clearly through feeling the pulse and real energy.

At first, I thought that the explosion of the Didan did not cause too much damage to Nian Rujiao, but now it seems that Ye Fan underestimated the explosion this time.

After all, the realm of Didan is equivalent to the level of Daoyan on the surface. Think about it, a strong Daoyan can release all the energy of the body in an instant, which is really terrifying.

Nian Rujiao still had the toxin of cartilage pill in her body at that time, and her true energy hadn't been transported. If her body hadn't been nourished by spiritual energy, washed the scriptures and cut the marrow, and was stronger than ordinary people, she might have been blown to pieces.

It's like the condensing wind, even though it has the same level of cultivation as Didan, it was blown up by the female monk without even a complete organ.

"Husband... Gillian is so useless... it will only drag you down..." Nian Rujiao felt that she had put the man in a dangerous situation, and bitter tears rolled down her eyes.

Ye Fan hurriedly took the towel and wiped it for the woman, "A-Jiao, don't cry, am I okay? Their target is me, I'm the one who dragged you down."

Nian Rujiao saw the basin next to him and the towel in the man's hand, sucked her nose, controlled her tears, and looked at the man very tenderly, "Husband...you are so kind to me".

Ye Fan looked a little embarrassed, but just wiped her face, how good could this be?

After a moment of silence, Ye Fan said: "I don't know who is behind the scenes directing Leng Feng to do these things.

It seems that Ning Lingfeng was also bought, and he is not of the same heart with those few monks who regard death as home. Gillian, have you seen the origins of those monks? "

Nian Rujiao's eyes showed doubts, "I don't know, I can't tell which sect their tricks belong to, it seems to be some casual cultivators..."

"A casual cultivator..." Ye Fan rubbed his chin and muttered, "Why do you want to kill me so persistently... I was in the Hanguangmen, and I used to be very low-key, inconspicuous at all."

Nian Rujiao was a little unconvinced, frowned lightly and said, "How can my husband think like this...Even if my husband refused to show off before, after all, he is the only heir of the Leng family after the founder of the mountain.

The Great Elder and other elders of Leng's family are willing to hand over Leng Yuejian, the best flying sword among the top sects, to Husband, which already shows the importance they attach to Husband.

Even if my husband really has no breakthrough in cultivation, he is still an incense passed down from the Leng family. How can his status be comparable to that of ordinary inner disciples? "

Ye Fan couldn't help but get excited in his head, yes, why didn't he think that Leng Xingchen is really a waste, but he is the orthodox inheritor of the Leng family's incense!

It is not easy for monks to have children. Many female monks are not willing to have children at all, because it will affect their own cultivation.

As for the older monks, although they look a little young, in fact, with the internal changes of the body, it is more and more difficult to have children.

It seems that the lower the organisms, bacteria, insects and the like, the easier it is to reproduce, while the higher mammals, it is more difficult to reproduce.

Leng Yu is more than a thousand years old, and Mo Xinzhi is also more than eight hundred years old. The couple realized that the road to longevity had reached a bottleneck, so they planned to have children.

The two of them were considered to have a son when they were old, and the Leng family naturally cherished this descendant very much.

Thinking about it this way, if Leng Xingchen died, it would really deal a big blow to the Leng family of the Hanguangmen.

In Ye Fan's mind, some new thoughts gradually appeared...

Nian Rujiao pouted with complicated eyes at this moment, "Besides, my husband just refused to show his strength before, and my husband is ten times, a hundred times stronger than those so-called top ten disciples...

Husband can not only create his own square dance, but also has such a profound sword intent...

If the husband was really killed by the traitor who condensed the wind, it would be a great loss for the Hanguangmen. "

After hearing this, Ye Fan couldn't help asking complicatedly in his heart: "A-Jiao... why don't you ask me why there is a sword intent... Aren't you curious about these new things that have appeared on me?"

Nian Rujiao's black jewel-like eyes shone with brilliance, as if she was thinking about something.

Ye Fan's heart beat faster, and he was a little uneasy, but if he didn't ask what the woman was thinking, he wouldn't dare to go back to the Hanguangmen.

"If the husband doesn't tell the concubine, then there is a reason for the husband...the concubine won't ask..." Nianru said quietly.

"That……"

"This concubine will keep it a secret," Nianru said softly, "There must be a reason why my husband refuses to show it in front of the elders... I only know that my husband treats me well... that's enough."

Ye Fan felt depressed for a while, listening to the tender and infatuated words, he wished to tell her all the truth.

"If you want me to explain... I can also explain..." Ye Fan hesitated.

"Don't!" Nian Rujiao suddenly endured the pain, and grabbed Ye Fan's hand with a cool little hand, pleadingly in her eyes: "Husband...don't explain..."