fall into enemy hands

The medicine village was in chaos. All the medicinal materials planted on the ground were set ablaze, and several houses were also burned. Everyone put out fires and rescued people. Xia Fan looked at the chaos and noise, and was speechless for a while.

"Young Master Zhan! Young Master Xia! Are you injured?"

"nothing."

"Come on, go in and hide in the backyard."

"what happened?"

"He's a man of all kinds of poison. Mr. Zhan, you should stay away for now and don't come out. The owner of the villa has already taken people outside the villa. It is estimated that they are fighting right now."

"it is good."

There is a house built of jade in the backyard. Zhan Feng put Xia Fan in the house, hesitated for a while, and didn't go out.

"Aren't you going out to help?"

Zhan Feng shook his head, "It's inconvenient for me to get involved in the struggle of other sects."

Xia Fan nodded ignorantly at Zhan Feng's back.

"Why did they set fire to the medicine shop?"

"Where there is good, there is bad. Where there is decent school, there is filth and evil." Zhan Feng looked at the little fire outside the door, a little spark can stir up a nightmare.

"But why is it the Yaozhuang? Isn't the Yaozhuang saving lives and healing the wounded? Why would anyone want to destroy the Yaozhuang?"

"In this world, yin and yang are reconciled and check and balance each other. If there is a medicine village, there will be a poison village. If there is prosperity, there will be decline. If there is first, there will be second. If there is second, there will be grievances."

"There is also a poison village?"

"Hundred Poisons, this is also a sect."

"Then you're going to visit them?"

Zhan Feng shook his head, "No, they are not qualified to be famous, they are considered evil."

"Mr. Zhan, Mr. Xia, are you alright?"

"We're fine, how?"

The medical girl looked dusty, "There has been a fight in the village, half the damage, and they were repelled, but there are many poisons and puzzles outside the village, and they can't go out yet."

"Okay, has the fire subsided?"

"It's all gone, but the medicine is all destroyed..."

Zhan Feng nodded, "It's good that people have nothing to do."

While the two were talking, the old owner limped in and bowed when he saw Mr. Zhan, "Mr. Zhan... old man... I'm really ashamed that this happened to you."

"It's okay, owner."

"Just stay here for a few days. The poisonous gas can't get in, and people can't get out, but it's absolutely safe here."

"it is good."

After everyone had left, Zhan Feng realized that Xia Fan was wearing a thin coat, his feet were still bare, and his legs were still exposed.

Zhan Feng took off his clothes and wrapped them up for Xia Fan, "I'll go find you clothes."

Xia Fan was in a daze and didn't answer.

Leaving Aihe, the journey is full of novel and interesting things. Xia Fan can even play with a jade pendant for a whole morning. This is the first time Xia Fan has seen such a disaster, and he feels that he is subverting what he knows.

In a flash, Xia Fan suddenly remembered that the dagger was thrown in the hot spring, and Xia Fan walked towards the hot spring barefoot without caring.

In a short distance, Xia Fan saw an injured medical girl, herbs destroyed by fire, firearms with flaming arrow feathers on the ground, and blood stains splashed on the ground; Hours ago, the place was still peaceful, and they were still greeting each other with a smile.

Back at the hot spring, Xia Fan found the scabbard next to his burned clothes at a glance. Xia Fan panicked and stepped on the clothes that Zhan Feng had put on for him. As soon as he picked up the dagger, Xia Fan smelled a faint fragrance .

Instinctively repulsed, Xia Fan's body was already alert, but his consciousness couldn't keep up. When his eyes went dark, he fell straight into the water.

He hugged Xia Fan who was about to dive, and the person who came picked him up and disappeared.

Zhan Feng returned to the house in the backyard, but Xia Fan's person was nowhere to be seen; Zhan closed his eyes to feel for a moment, and his brows slowly knit together.

It cannot be sensed within three miles.

Seeing Xia Fan's leftover clothes by the hot spring, Zhan Feng was holding the clothes in his hand, knowing that this time he couldn't help but get mixed up.

Zhan Feng shook his head and smiled wryly; he wanted to be alone, but Xia Fan could find a job for himself.