Xianhong Road

Chapter 193 Immortal Ring, Summon!
With the proud attitude of a winner, Wushuang floated away, leaving the devastated, potholed and faulted field, and Yang Fan and the three of them.

Without the time to guess what Wushuang's aloof figure represented, Yang Fan knelt down to observe Hu Fei's injury.

At this moment, Hu Fei has withdrawn from that frightening mad state, his body is abnormally weak, and his injuries are very serious, even worse than when he fought Wushuang last time.

These are nothing, the most troublesome thing is Hu Fei's strange state at the moment, unconscious, and his soul is in a deep sleep.

The soul is asleep, and there is still some vitality in the body, but it is slowly losing.

Yang Fan was a little worried that when all the vitality in Hu Fei's body was lost, his life would come to an end.

"His injury..." King Yan asked.

"I can't tell, I can only go back and have a look." Yang Fan sighed softly.

After all, he has just entered the medical field early, and he is really helpless in the face of the state of the soul sleeping.

The deep sleep of the soul is not a short-term coma, nor is it as simple as turning into a vegetative state. This is a case that Yang Fan has never heard of.

Holding the unconscious Hu Fei, Yang Fan and King Yan returned to the capital together.

Along the way, the two remained silent, feeling a little depressed.

Yang Fan's depression is due to Hu Fei's injury; Yan Wang's loss has a kind of old age and powerlessness. At this moment, he has lost all his beliefs, and his former opponent has abandoned him. Attitude, standing on the top of the cloud and looking down.

When the two returned to the capital city, the secret sighs of various forces sent back one by one information.

In the battle between Hu Fei and Wushuang, the spectators were not only Yang Fan and Yan Wang, there were many people watching secretly, but the parties concerned just turned a blind eye.

At this moment, the two came back with a look of disappointment, and Hu Fei's death was unknown, which aroused many people's suspicions.

"My lord, let's take our leave."

After entering the capital city, Yang Fan said to Yu Wenlie.

"You have also seen the battle between Hu Fei and Wushuang. What is Yaoshi Yang's plan?"

Yu Wenlie couldn't help but said.

"Of course it's all about preparing for the battle."

Yang Fan said calmly, without even a trace of worry or fear on his face, and his mentality was far better than before.

"You are in a good mood, but this cannot make up for the huge gap in strength." King Yan sighed softly, but he was blunt.

"What suggestion does your lord have?" Yang Fan smiled lightly.

"Yuyang Country is so big, you can avoid it for now, and when your strength improves, you can find Wushuang for a decisive battle in the future. From the words of this son, it can be seen that during the decisive battle, he will kill you."

King Yan lowered his voice.

What he said is not unreasonable, Yuyang country has a radius of [-] li and a vast territory, just find a place to hide, Wushuang is not a god, how can he find the target?

"Thank you, my lord, for your kindness." Yang Fan shook his head: "If I do that, I may lose to him forever, and I regret it, and even lose my belief in entering the world of cultivating immortals."

Once you lose your faith and fighting spirit, even if you master the heaven-defying techniques, you will not be able to overcome the many difficulties in the difficult and dangerous journey of immortality, and you will also miss the immortality.

"You have such intentions, and this king also admires it. It's a pity that I have missed a good opportunity. If you can survive this calamity, you may be able to transform into a dragon and become another high-ranking monk in Yuyang Kingdom in the future."

King Yan took a deep look at him, then left with a downcast face, and his steps were not as vigorous as before.

Yang Fan stared at Yu Wenlie's back, feeling that his former domineering spirit no longer existed.

Holding the sleeping Hu Fei in his arms, Yang Fan walked slowly towards the "Xianhong Medical Center".

When he walked to the mysterious grocery store before, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he turned around strangely, looking thoughtful.

After a pause, Yang Fan returned to "Xianhong Medical Center".

In the back room of the mysterious grocery store, a man wearing a black mask stared at the direction Yang Fan was leaving, and murmured, "Where did this strange plaque come from? Sudden enlightenment, soaring in the daytime', but this child's understanding has been seen in Yuyang for hundreds of years, and almost no one can match it. However, Wushuang seems to be only good in understanding, and has no talent for cultivating immortals similar to the 'Heavenly Spirit Root'..."

Once enlightened and ascended in the daytime, it is just a legend, an allusion in some ancient books, which has never been seen in reality.

The existence of Wushuang seems to confirm this truth.

The fifth floor of the medical building.

Yang Fan put Hu Fei in front of him, injected continuous vitality into his body, and repaired his injury.

After a short period of treatment, Yang Fan's face showed a strange expression, and he let out a slight gasp.

"This injury..."

Yang Fan heaved a sigh of relief. Hu Fei's injury was several times more serious than he had imagined, and the progress of the treatment was abnormally slow.

When he tried to repair a certain wound on Hu Fei's body with the power of Immortal Hongjue, he encountered great resistance. A force that destroyed Kuji greatly curbed his healing effect.

This level of treatment is completely thankless!

Suddenly, Yang Fan thought of the hunchbacked old man in "Yihe Village". His injuries were severely injured by high-level monks. With the superb medical skills of that mysterious old man, he could barely save his life for so many years.

The stronger the destructive power, the more difficult to treat the resulting injury.

"Could it be that Wushuang's attack is already close to the level of a high-level monk..."

Thinking back carefully, Yang Fan felt that the injury suffered by the hunchbacked old man was probably ten times more serious than that of Hu Fei now.

The hunchbacked old man once said that the one who injured him was not an ordinary high-ranking monk...

Lasting for half an hour, Yang Fan's treatment only had a slight effect. Compared with all Hu Fei's injuries, it was only the tip of the iceberg.

"This is not a solution. I must repair Hu Fei's body as soon as possible, and then find a way to awaken his soul."

Yang Fan murmured, thinking hard.

After thinking about it, he had only one way, and that was to use the heaven-defying function of the Xianhong ring to ingest Hu Fei into the mysterious "Xianhong space".

The green land in Xianhong's space has incomparable other effects. As long as Yang Fan stays half of his mind here, he can "resurrect" even if his body is destroyed.

This is his life-saving hole card that he discovered not long ago.

Yang Fan will not use the function of "Xianhong Ring" unless it is absolutely necessary, because doing so may reveal his secret.

However, as his close bodyguard, Hu Fei is Yang Fan's powerful support in the capital, and the two already have a certain friendship.

Whether it is from a rational or emotional point of view, it is necessary for him to think about it.

After a long time, Yang Fan took a deep breath, activated the formation on the fifth floor of the medical hall, looked at Hu Fei at his feet, and murmured, "I have no choice but to try this method..."

Thinking of this, he spread out his left hand, and a plain silver-gray ring appeared out of nowhere.

(End of this chapter)