Zhao Lin looked worriedly at Wang Zhihe who was not far away. She clearly felt that Wang Zhihe was not in a good state at this time.
Zhao Lin had only seen Wang Zhihe's murderous aura that was as cold as ice on his body twice over the years. And each time, Taikang City would be flooded with blood and countless people would die.
"Yang Fan, tell Auntie, what is this Black Wood Poison? What's so special about it?"
Zhao Lin turned her head uneasily and asked Yang Fan softly. Unknowingly, she had completely regarded Yang Fan as her own junior.
Yang Fan did not hide and said, "I'm not very clear about the specifics. I only know that the Black Wood is a kind of demon plant above the fourth level. The Black Wood Poison is a poisonous miasma that the Black Wood Poison automatically releases when it is in danger."
"This miasma itself is not fatal, but it has a strong hallucinogenic effect. It can make people or demon beasts near the Black Wood Poison all unknowingly fall into an illusion until they die of exhaustion, hunger, and thirst."
"Yuan Sheng was poisoned with this kind of miasma. Although he only inhaled a small amount, it caused an extremely serious impact on his body. Anorexia, daze, and autism are the most obvious characteristics."
Zhao Lin was startled, "Then do you know where this kind of Black Wood usually grows?"
"The Black Wood Poison likes the shade, and usually likes to grow in places like deep mountains and ancient ponds. However, very few people can discover its existence. There has always been a saying among the people that 'the Black Wood Poison is a short-lived flower, and the Black Wood Poison'. They are extremely good at hiding. Even I have only heard of it and have never seen a real Black Wood."
Don't think that trees do not know how to hide. After a demon plant reaches the fourth level, it already has the ability to move its roots on its own. In the wild, people often see some trees, flowers, and plants frantically running and migrating on the mountain forest land with their slender roots. This was not strange at all.
"Deep mountains and ancient ponds?" Zhao Lin whispered to herself, "This shouldn't be. Sheng 'er has not left the city for several months. He has never been to any deep mountains or shady places. How could he be poisoned by the Black Wood Poison all of a sudden?"
"Could it be that someone is deliberately using this extremely rare poisonous miasma to harm my son?"
Zhao Lin's heart also unconsciously rose a faint killing intent. It was slightly inferior to Wang Zhihe's, but it was also sharp and cold, causing people's hearts to tremble.
However, things like finding the real culprit and avenging her son could be left to her man. Right now, Zhao Lin was most worried about her son's health.
"Yang Fan, tell me the truth. Can the poison in Sheng 'er's body be cured?"
"Of course."
"Won't there be any future troubles?"
"If being able to eat and drink is also a side effect, then there should be some side effects."
Zhao Lin couldn't help but feel relieved. She rolled her eyes at Yang Fan. Even at this time, this child still had the mood to joke with her. It seemed that there really wasn't any problem.
"That's great, that's great!" A relaxed smile appeared on Zhao Lin's face. She looked at Yang Fan gratefully. "Fortunately, we met you on this airship. Otherwise, Sheng 'er might really have died. Thank you, Yang Fan!"
Yang Fan hurriedly waved his hand and said, "There's no need to thank me. I just happened to be here. Moreover, it's my honor to be able to meet you and Mr. Wang. "
Yang Fan skillfully exchanged pleasantries with Zhao Lin, but his gaze would occasionally look at the huge pendulum in the hall.
More than half an hour had passed. Now that he had eaten and recovered, there was basically nothing left for him to do here. Yang Fan wanted to get up and leave.
His time was very precious. There were still large amounts of skills and experience waiting for him to farm in the virtual community. He didn't want to continue wasting time here.
"If you have something to do, you can leave first. It's okay." Zhao Lin seemed to have sensed Yang Fan's intention to leave. She very considerately took the initiative to say, "If Sheng 'er does anything wrong, we will pay you a visit again. You don't have to worry."
Since they already knew Yang Fan's identity, it was simply too easy for them to find Yang Fan's cabin on this airship.
Therefore, Zhao Lin wasn't worried at all that Yang Fan would disappear without a trace. After all, a monk can run away, but the temple can't hide. As long as Yang Fan was still on the airship, he wouldn't be able to escape.
Yang Fan didn't argue. He directly got up and said, "If that's the case, then I'll go first. If you need anything, you can look for me directly. However, I reckon that before we reach the Guardian's Residence, Yuan Sheng shouldn't have any more problems. "
The little guy's current physical condition was much better than before. There would be no problems with only a dozen or so hours.
After saying that, Yang Fan bowed and walked towards the exit of the buffet restaurant with the hundred kilograms of grade six yak meat that Wang Zhihe had just given him.
Wang Zhihe had been communicating with the others. He frowned slightly when he saw that Yang Fan was actually leaving. However, he didn't say anything to stop him.
Just as Zhao Lin thought, they weren't afraid that Yang Fan would never return. As long as he was on this airship, there was no one that the Wang family couldn't find.
"Damn fatty, if we can't find him this time, you know the consequences. Your companions will all have to leave an arm behind!"
"Brothers, don't worry. My master is definitely here. All our money is on him. Once we find him, a few million will be a piece of cake!"
Just as he reached the door, Yang Fan's footsteps paused.
It was that little fatty An Sheng's voice. From the sound of it, this guy seemed to owe someone a lot of money.
Did his previous creditors come looking for him? Or did he get into trouble again?
"Master!"
"Master!"
At the same time that Yang Fan heard An Sheng's voice, An Sheng arrived at the buffet restaurant under the escort of two burly men. He happened to see Yang Fan walk out from inside. The little fatty's face was filled with excitement, as if he had seen his savior. He shouted with all his might.
In Yang Fan's impression, from the time this fatty had become his disciple until now, he had never called out the word "master" so intimately.
Good lord, he was so aggrieved that tears were about to flow out.
Yang Fan was amused. It seemed that this guy had suffered a lot.
Looking up at the two burly men behind An Sheng, Yang Fan's gaze turned cold.
The two of them were actually around grade eight Martial Masters. No wonder they could make An Sheng so obedient. An Sheng, this fatty, couldn't even defeat Chu Feiyun, who was a grade three Martial Master, let alone these two grade eight Martial Masters.
Seeing the person in question, the two burly men didn't restrict An Sheng's freedom anymore. They allowed him to run all the way to Yang Fan's side.
"Master, save me!"
As he approached, An Sheng hugged Yang Fan's thigh and cried, "Chu Feiyun, I, and the rest were all framed. Master, if you don't do anything, none of the five of us will survive!"
Yang Fan's mouth twitched. This coward, did he really think that he didn't hear him just now? At most, he would only remove one of their arms. How could it be so easy to die?
"Alright, alright!" Yang Fan couldn't help but kick him, "Stop acting like a victim. Tell me honestly, what's going on?"
After being kicked, An Sheng immediately became obedient. He quickly got up and looked at Yang Fan seriously, "Master, it's actually not a big deal. We just lost some money in a bet, so we could only ask you to come to the Jianghu to help us."
"How much?"
"Not much, just three … three million Federation coins."
Yang Fan looked at An Sheng speechlessly. Who gave him the courage to say that three million Federation coins wasn't much for a poor guy who would never have more than ten dollars in his pocket?
Did he really think that his family had a mine?
"What about Chu Feiyun, Duan Xiaorui and the rest?" Yang Fan asked An Sheng softly, "I remember that their families are quite rich. Three million should be a piece of cake for them, right?"
Yang Fan was holding the Demon King's meat that was worth a few million, but there was no way he would take it out to repay the bet for these brats.
An Sheng said in a low voice, "They can raise the money, but they feel ashamed and don't want to ask for help from their families. I have no choice but to ask you for help."
Yang Fan was instantly angered, "You know it's embarrassing, but you still went to bet with them? Don't you all usually think that you're quite awesome? Why are you all so scared when it comes to it? Now you want me to clean up your mess? No way. Do you really think I'm your nanny? "
Yang Fan turned around and left. He couldn't be bothered to pay attention to these brats who valued money more than their lives.
The reason why they weren't willing to pay was definitely because the situation wasn't dangerous enough. If they were really forced to the point where their lives were threatened, what was face? Let's see if they wouldn't fork out the money faster than anyone else.
"Master, it's fine if it's others, but I'm your disciple. You can't just ignore me!"
An Sheng hugged Yang Fan's arm and said, "If it weren't for those losers from Luocheng Martial Arts School being disrespectful to you and cursing you, we wouldn't have jumped into their trap. Master, you can't leave us in the lurch."
Luocheng Martial Arts School?
Yang Fan's eyes flashed with a trace of understanding. It must be that the Luocheng Martial Arts School was unconvinced by their loss in the waiting room, so they wanted to get back their face elsewhere.
However, were Chu Feiyun and the others fools? They knew that they were all third-level Martial Masters and couldn't beat them at all. Why did they still want to go up and get beaten up?
"Okay, okay, stop shaking!" Yang Fan shook his head helplessly, "Take me to have a look first."
An Sheng was silent again. He immediately let go of Yang Fan's arm and smiled, "I knew that Brother Fan is tough on the outside but soft on the inside. You won't ignore our lives!"
"Yang Fan!" At this time, Zhao Lin noticed the abnormality here. She held Wang Yuansheng's little hand and walked slowly towards them. When she got close, she asked Yang Fan softly, "What's wrong? Are you in trouble?"
"Brother Yang Fan, we meet again!" Wang Yuansheng also greeted Yang Fan with a crisp smile.
Yang Fan nodded with a smile. Before he could say anything, the two bulky men standing behind Ansheng with dead fish faces suddenly had a change in expression. They immediately bowed toward Zhao Lin and Wang Yuansheng and brought their fists together, "Greetings, Madam Wang, Young Master Wang!"
An Sheng was stunned, and then his eyes lit up.
This was a big shot. When did Master hook up with him? Amazing!
It seemed that they had met a benefactor in this disaster.
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