Chapter 52

Yang Fan jumped out of the car and knocked down the tree in front of him with a swift blow.

A few punches down, the tree was divided into many pieces.

Yang Fan picked up a piece of wood, a burst of blue light how now, the wood up a ray of fire.

The spark quickly wrapped the block.

Yang Fan put the wooden blocks on the ground, then took it as the source, and stacked more wooden blocks around.

Then the fire lit up the whole world.

Then, the dark forest suddenly lit up a pair of scarlet eyes.

There was a heavy gasp.

The wolves who smell the fire have regarded them as food.

Han Ruolan took a look and didn't care. He rubbed his feet and then held his knees with both hands.

Looking at Yang Fan who stands up to move his muscles and bones.

The wolves attracted by the fire will become food today.

Yang Fan's body is like a ghost. He disappears in the blink of an eye.

And then there was one howl after another.

After more than a dozen howls, the wolves fled, and did not dare to make any sound.

Han Ruolan raised his head and counted the dead wolves flying over, a total of 13.

Yang Fan cut 13 pieces of wood after they were treated and roasted the wolf on the fire.

The smell of meat soon overflowed, and the cold Ruolan's stomach screamed.

Yang Fan cut a piece of meat with a knife in her sleeve and handed it to her. She took the meat and said thank you. She chewed it slowly.

After a while, Yang Fan also began to eat, he ate quickly, three or two down to eat a wolf leg.

After eating, he went to tidy up the other meat.

The meat needs to be dried, otherwise it is difficult to preserve, but the current situation obviously does not allow him to do so.

He had to stick sticks in the fire.

Then the remaining temperature continues to bake.

When he sat back, Han Ruolan handed Yang Fan a silk handkerchief.

"Wipe your mouth."

Yang Fan took the silk handkerchief and wiped off the oil stains on his mouth. Then he looked at the cold orchid in the fire with his hands on his knees. "I'll return it to you after I wash it."

Han Ruolan turned his head and nodded.

Silent for a long time, Han Ruolan moved a quilt from the carriage, and then moved a quilt beside Yang Fan.

Then Han Ruolan folded the quilt in half and ran into the quilt, revealing only one head.

Yang Fan also began to deal with meat, meat oil will overflow, Yang Fan directly took out a will open to eat.

He just didn't have enough.

A sheep was soon eaten. Yang Fan didn't have the habit of wiping his mouth with a silk handkerchief. He wiped it with his sleeve, and then pulled out all the half shrunken wolf meat. With the help of his hand, the grease on the wolf meat was separated directly, avoiding the second oil.

He hugged the wolf with a piece of cloth and then put it on the top of the carriage.

In fact, he was going to put it in the carriage at the beginning, but no matter how delicious the carriage was, it was still very heavy.

Back to the fire, Yang Fan sits down. He wants to meditate and continue to stabilize his mind. He knows that there will be a mortal battle in the forbidden area.

Midnight, the wind, the wind Xiaoxiao.

"Did you sleep?" Han Ruolan can't sleep.

Yang Fan opened his eyes and looked at him.

Han Ruolan got up, covered himself with a quilt and sat on the ground.

"Thank you."

Yang Fan looks at Han Ruolan in surprise.

"My body is very special, my blood can live the dead, flesh and bones." Han Ruolan explained lightly.

Yang Fan from surprise to shock, his mind suddenly emerged four big words - Tianyi holy body.

At that time, he had only heard of it and had not seen it. Of course, it was possible that he killed it without asking.

Han Ruolan sees Yang Fan's short-term surprise and doesn't lose too much.

"In fact, without you, I might have married Yang Yuanhuang." Han Ruolan reached out and touched the flame. "The whole poor family only knows that my blood can heal, but I didn't tell them that my blood can regenerate the dead."

At the moment of touch, her hand reflexively retracts back. Looking at her red fingers, her eyes flicker with tears.

"Although my blood has such an effect, it's useless to me."

Yang Fan came up to her and gently held her hand. A chill swept her hand.

"Don't worry about whether it's useful or not. You should treat yourself well in the future. If the poor family is gone, don't think about the past. Besides, it's boring for you to collapse every day, and you'll have to smile in the future."

Cold if the eyebrow of orchid tiny jump, "not used to."

Yang Fan embarrassed to see a cold if orchid, don't know what to say.

"But you are different. I think I will smile every day when I see you in the future."

Yang Fan nodded and looked up to find that Han Ruolan had fallen asleep.

Han Ruolan's hand is no longer red. Yang Fan puts her down and covers her with the quilt beside her.

Early in the morning, Yang Fan gets up, Han Ruolan wakes up, and they move on.

They came to the top of the mountain, where there was a family.

This family's yard is very big. There is a vegetable garden in the bamboo fence. There is a big tree beside the garden. Although uncle is very prosperous, he can see that the tree is lifeless without wise eyes. It looks like death. Moreover, he knows the name of the tree.

The canal beside the garden connects the spring in the mountains.

Yang Fan went to knock on the door, and an old man ran out. His breath was steady, and his steps were powerful. He didn't look like an old man at all.

When the old man saw them, he was very happy. After a few words, he would take them in.

Just in time, the old man's wife, an old woman with white hair, was boiling water. The old man ran to his wife and nodded after saying a few words.

The old woman leads Han Ruolan into a room. Han Ruolan looks at the big barrel in the room. She is very surprised. Unexpectedly, there will be a bathroom in the mountain.

Han Ruolan went out and took a white dress from the carriage. When she came back, more than half of the water in the bucket had gone.

"Granny, why don't I come?" Han Ruolan stretched out her hand to take the bucket, but the old woman refused. She looked at Han Ruolan with her eyes shining. "You little child, don't treat me as an old man. I'm not an old man. I'm still young!"

Han Ruolan was suddenly frightened because she felt that the old woman regarded him as food.

Yang Fan saw all this, he looked at the old man, "old man, your wife is powerful."

"Of course, not only during the day, but also at night." The old man said with a smile.

"Dead old man, what are you laughing at? Why don't you cook horse meat quickly? For the guests? " The old woman took another bucket of water and walked in steadily.

Yang Fan sneers and looks at the old man who is looking for a knife.

Yang Fan reminded him whether he would be in that room. The old man thought that he went into a closed room. He found a kitchen knife on the bed. He licked the kitchen knife. The smell fascinated him.

He went out and cut the horse meat on the stove into big pieces.

Soon, a large pot of horse meat was brought to the pot. The smell of horse meat was strong, and the old woman also took out a pot of wine.