Lord of the Desert

Chapter 86 Report
Late at night on December [-]th, Hong Fan and others arrived in Jinhai City.

At this time in the past, there was already a curfew in the city, and the city gate was not allowed to pass through.

But in the hunting team are the elite figures of the younger generation of the major families, so they can naturally handle special things.

Along Anning Avenue, 300 people brought nearly [-] corpses to return home separately.

The dark city lights gradually lit up, and an invisible storm spread.

In the Hong Mansion, the main door that had not been used for many years was rarely opened. Hong Sheng immediately went to the patriarch's study.

Hong Fan sent Tang Dagu back to Chaoriyuan, and personally sent the two horses back to the stables.

He fed the Bentley first, and then locked Hong Qi, who was slightly allergic to the new environment, into a separate stable dedicated to fierce horses.

Wearing iron chains for a long time, the tiger eater had many bruises on its body, all of which were bandaged with medicine by the new owner.

After finishing the matter, Hong Fan went straight back to Chaoriyuan.

The courtyard door was ajar, presumably reserved for him.

There is no one in the spacious yard, and it is as tidy as when we left.

There are lights in several rooms, especially Hong Fan's suite is brightly lit.

Probably the two newly arrived maidservants were burning the stove and preparing water.

He strode into the courtyard, and when he passed the side door, he heard voices from inside.

"Tell me honestly, is the young master injured?"

This was the first time Hong Fan heard Aunt Liu speak in a questioning tone.

He slows down.

"Master, I told you not to talk too much with you."

Tang Da was clearly in a dilemma, with a weak airway.

"You, you really want to piss me off..."

Aunt Liu replied that the figure was moving on the window, probably cleaning up Tang Daguo's injuries.

A deliberately suppressed cry of pain came from through the door.

"Call when it hurts, you're still a hero to me."

Aunt Liu laughed.

"How can I look down on you if you call me out?"

At this moment, Big Tang laughed triumphantly.

"Why am I not a good man? In the afternoon, I killed a Sand Bandit with my own hands!"

"Just use the hatchet outside..."

Halfway through speaking, he stopped abruptly.

After a while, Aunt Liu's downcast words came out.

"You are so hurt, what are you proud of?"

"Young master is practicing martial arts and fighting, and my heart aches, but there is nothing I can do."

"If the disciples of the master's family are not like this, they will lose face in the clan..."

"You stupid old man of several generations, what are you trying to pretend?"

At the end of her speech, she choked up.

Outside the door, Hong Fan withdrew his hand that was going to knock on the door, and glanced at the hatchet leaning on the doorstep.

The blade is sharp and sharp, only where the blood has dried up seems to be covered with a layer of rust.

Back in the house, Hong Fan washed his body under the service of Tao Hong Liu Lu, and changed the bandage for the wound.

As soon as he put on his clothes, he heard Aunt Liu come in, her eyes were still red, saying that the housekeeper Qiude had arrived.

The latter came here to spread the word—several masters in the clan invited Hong Fan to come over.

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When Hong Sheng finished reporting everything and walked out of the patriarch's study, the moon was rising into the sky.

Just now, Hong Jian pushed blood across the uterus for him with his congenital Yanliu Jin, opening up the meridian stagnated by the seven-star finger.

The injury is no longer serious, but Hong Sheng's heart is still gloomy.

He was walking along the corridor, and when he passed through the courtyard gate, he saw Qiu De bringing a person over.

It was Hong Fan.

Hong Shengqiang propped up his smile, instinctively stopping and caring.

"How is the second brother's injury?"

The words came out of his mouth, but he was embarrassed in his heart.

The two returned from the same row, but this question was delayed until now, which is out of date no matter how you think about it.

But Hong Fan didn't realize it, and said with a smile: "It's a little flesh injury, just changed the medicine, it's not a problem."

Hong Sheng wanted to laugh when he saw this, but looking at his younger brother's handsome face, he couldn't help but think of the tsunami-like applause after the sentence "Zeng Xu is the best in the world" on the announcement day, and the old days when the horses were shocked by the sand. Dominant combat power.

Obviously martial arts talents are mediocre, and even Bai Lu Dan's medicinal power cannot be fully exerted, so why is his understanding in the world of sand so amazing?
As his thoughts turned, his smile inexplicably cooled down.

"Father and two uncles are waiting, the second brother will go first."

Hong Sheng said, let them go to the side of the corridor and wait for the two to pass first.

Watching Hong Fan's back go away, his emotions of envy, jealousy, hesitation, shame, etc. changed in a circle like a lantern.

Under the mixed flavors, even he himself couldn't tell what his original intention was.

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When Hong Fan stepped into the study, the first thing he felt was that the smell of the medicine had faded significantly.

Turning around the porch, Hong Jian, Hong Li, and Hong Wu were still present.

The difference is that there is no tea on the tea table, but Fang Tianzong's head and a broken steel sword are lying horizontally.

After a brief ceremony, it was still Hong Li who asked Hong Fan to sit down and spoke first.

"The battle of Taishan was tragic, Brother Sheng said it carefully before."

He looked at the bandage under Hong Fan's collar and asked.

"How is your injury?"

"I suffered two stab wounds, one on the back and one on the chest, which is fine."

Hong Fan replied casually.

Hong Wu disagreed and wanted to check it himself.

"I was stabbed many times when I was young; whether the knife wound is in the way, you can't just look at the body feeling, don't be careless."

"Your father happens to prepare medicine all year round..."

Seeing their insistence, Hong Fan obediently took off his shirt to expose the wound.

The three elders of the Hong family have experienced many battles and soon came to a conclusion.

"The back is not in the way, but the muscles are only hurt a little outside; if it is placed on an ordinary warrior, it will take ten days without medicine."

Hong Li said.

"A broken bone in the chest will take longer, but it's not a big problem."

On the other side, Hong Jian took out two small jars and clean bandages from the drawer of the bookcase, and placed them on the coffee table.

"The one on the left is black wood ointment, which is mainly for muscle growth; the one on the right is intermittent powder, which can bind bones."

As he spoke, he got up and opened the medicine jar, and applied medicine and bandaged his son.

The skill and precision of its movements is almost impeccable.

After the injury was settled, Hong Li stepped down to put Hong Fan's clothes back on himself, and got to the point.

"After a fierce battle and rushing back overnight, I just need a good rest. I shouldn't toss you at this time."

"But what you did this time is really shocking, but we can't help but ask."

He first said with a smile, then pointed to the head on the table seriously.

"Fang Tianzong was killed by you alone?"

When they asked this question, the three of them had disbelief on their faces.

"No."

Hong Fan replied without hesitation.

"He fell to his own death."

As soon as this remark came out, it was in line with what the three elders thought, but they still couldn't help being disappointed.

After about a cup of tea, Hong Fan recounted all the details from the time he lured Fang Tianzong away.

Thinking of Hong Sheng's strange situation before, he added another question: "Should I explain this clearly to the outside world?"

"I don't think it's necessary."

After pondering for a moment, Hong Li replied.

"Fang Tian's fall off the cliff was partly a coincidence, and partly confused by your sand mist; the matter of life and death is not a bragging."

"Your uncle Hong Pan sent a letter from the state capital, saying that after you inherited Sand World this year, my Hong family's share of the partnership business has increased; when others hear about our Jinhai Hong family, they often take a high look."

"The greater your reputation as a star king, the more helpful you will be to the family."

Hong Jian nodded in agreement.

After everything was settled, Hong Wu suddenly asked a question like he couldn't hold his breath.

"After the battle, is there anything wrong with Fate Star?"

Hong Fan knew what he was asking.

"Today's zhenqi is extremely active, and there should be a breakthrough in a few days."

This time, all three of them smiled, and most of the gloom from listening to Hong Sheng's report disappeared in an instant.

PS: I'm really a little angry, the scheduled release of these two chapters is messed up again...
Why are hands so cheap.

Today, I went to the outpatient department of Xinhua Hospital to check again. The doctor felt that there was no major problem, but some medicine was stuck.

I originally imagined that it would be done bit by bit like when I was a child.

(End of this chapter)