After leaving the city, Du Fan added a speed charm and galloped at full speed.

In fact, from a rational point of view, his trip was very unwise, the mortal village was attacked by the monsters of the sea, it was absolutely impossible for anyone to survive, even if he got there, it would be useless.

The most important thing is that the demon beasts have just attacked that fishing village, and it has not been a few days since they retreated, and now that seaside area is not safe at all, even if there are still some demon beasts left, it is very possible.

Du Fan naturally knew this, but he couldn't forget that when he woke up in the carriage that day, Uncle Ding's hearty laughter and the sentence: It is the responsibility of our doctors to hang the pot to help the world.

and Ding Lan's girl who took care of herself along the way, and after refusing her marriage contract, this woman couldn't help but blush and peek at herself from time to time while resenting......

Thinking of this, Du Fan's heart was extremely sad, he must go there, even if he finds their corpses, it would be good if he could let them be buried in peace.

Du Fan unfolded at full speed, and at midnight on the fourth day, he had already reached the vicinity of Bingyu Mountain.

Although I haven't stepped into that fishing village yet, the air has already begun to be filled with an extremely strong smell of blood, mixed with the smell of seawater, and the two together are unbearable and disgusting.

Du Fan paused, his breathing was very short, and even his chest was rising and falling violently, this was the first time he had run so far in a row at full speed.

This is already the limit of his physical fitness, if he runs for half a day, even if it is him, I am afraid that he will not be able to stand it.

Du Fan calmed down for a while, then slapped the storage bag with one hand, took out the invisibility ring, and put it on his left hand, and the next moment, his figure gradually faded under the moonlight, and finally blended into the night.

Immediately, the Soul Devouring Technique in his body ran wildly, scattering his divine thoughts, and unfolding them with all his strength, covering the range of five hundred zhang around him in an instant, and then he took a deep breath and walked very carefully towards the fishing village where Uncle Ding's father and daughter were.

The sky was a crescent moon, and it was blocked by dark clouds, which made it not bright, and the disgusting smell of the sky made this quiet night seem a little eerie.

Although Du Fan slowed down due to caution, he still stepped into the fishing village where Uncle Ding lived after a cup of tea.

What caught Du Fan's eyes was a mutilated corpse, boundless blood, ruins in the distance, and a rich dead aura that permeated the surroundings and lasted for a long time......

It's close to the sea, and the air is so humid that the blood flowing on the ground hasn't dried up yet, and it feels slimy when you step on it.

Du Fan originally had a glimmer of hope, but after seeing this tragic scene in front of him, his heart ...... It cooled down completely.

He saw a corpse, without a head and limbs, only a chest cavity, hanging from a tree, and the blood was drained......

He also saw a complete corpse, but it was fragmented, and every part of the body seemed to be connected by only one tendon......

At this time, Du Fan's face was pale, his body was a little shaky, and even his teeth were chattering, but he still persevered and walked step by step towards the courtyard where Uncle Ding lived.

Originally, there was not much distance, but Du Fan walked very hard, and the miserable scenes that he had never imagined came into his mind one after another.

Suddenly, Du Fan clenched his fists, it was a kind of anger, and a monstrous hatred for the alien race on the sea.

If he has enough strength, he will definitely slaughter all the beasts on the sea!

I don't know how long it took, like a walking corpse, he staggered to the courtyard of Uncle Ding's house.

But when he saw a corpse in front of him, his heart, which had been numb, suddenly twitched.

I saw that in the pool of blood next to the well, there was the remains of a woman, and now only the body above the waist remained, although most of the head had disappeared, but from the clothes, it could still be identified that this person was Aunt Ding.

At that moment, Du Fan's breathing was a little impaired, and his last glimmer of hope was shattered......

Since Aunt Ding is here, that is to say, Uncle Ding's family has not fled here at all.

Du Fan took his eyes off Aunt Ding's corpse with difficulty, took a few big steps, and ran to a house.

There was no one in that house, Du Fan was short of breath, his eyes immediately flashed with a glint of hope, and he quickly rushed to another house, the third, the fourth......

He was like a mortal, looking for it one by one, and he had forgotten about the divine thoughts, or rather, he didn't dare to ......

Du Fan ran around the courtyard, but there was still no Uncle Ding and Ding Lan.

"No Dead ......"

A trace of cold air flashed across Du Fan's spine, and he couldn't help but have such a thought in his mind, he couldn't care about it anymore, and the powerful divine thoughts scattered, covering the entire courtyard in an instant.

"Uncle Ding!"

After an instant, Du Fan's pupils contracted suddenly, and his figure flashed violently, appearing behind a house.

In front of a pile of tattered wooden boards, Du Fan saw Uncle Ding's corpse, and at this time, Uncle Ding, one arm and half of his shoulder disappeared......

This is the most complete corpse Du Fan has ever seen since entering this fishing village.

Du Fan trembled uncontrollably, his lungs seemed to be blocked by cotton, and he completely lost the ability to breathe.

His mouth opened and closed, closed and opened, and finally after a violent cough, he exhaled his first breath since suffocation.

Du Fan opened his mouth, and after breathing greedily several times, he suddenly took a big stride, and instantly appeared in front of the pile of planks, squeezed it with one hand, and smashed it out with a punch in the air.

The next moment, an invisible energy suddenly appeared, directly bombarding the wooden plank.

After the roar, all the planks turned into sawdust, and with the air current, they scattered in all directions, revealing a hole half a foot in the ground under the planks and above the ground.

This is a tunnel, and Du Fan has already learned under the investigation that Ding Lan is below.

Although this woman is now unconscious and has no breath, Du Fan knows that she is still alive.

Du Fan quickly came to the edge of the cave and jumped down without hesitation.

After a while, Du Fan jumped out from under the tunnel, and the girl in his arms was Ding Lan.

At this time, Ding Lan had no breath and heartbeat, no breath emanated, and there were not even any vital signs, only the whole body of this woman was wrapped, and there was a strong smell of herbs.

Du Fan's eyes flashed, and he already had a judgment in an instant.

Uncle Ding used some kind of medical means to put Ding Lan in a state of suspended animation, and used the breath of herbs to cover up the life breath of this woman's whole body, so that he escaped the catastrophe of the demon beast.

Du Fan hugged Ding Lan, looked at Uncle Ding's corpse on the ground, was silent for a long time, and finally sighed, and with a wave of his sleeve, he put Uncle Ding's body into the storage bag.

Immediately afterwards, he came to the well in the courtyard, and after putting away Aunt Ding's body together, he left the fishing village without hesitation and galloped in the direction of Bingyu Mountain.

In less than a cup of tea, Du Fan came to the top of Bingyu Mountain.

After he put Ding Lan down gently, he used his strong strength to blast out a big pit on the ground, and took out the body of the second elder of the Ding family, carefully placed it in the pit, and buried it with soil.

Du Fan slapped the storage bag with one hand, and the silver sword magic weapon in his hand appeared in an instant, his figure flashed, and with a wave of his arm, he cut off a big tree nearby, and quickly cut off a long wooden plank.

Next, he sat cross-legged beside Ding Lan, closed his eyes, and waited quietly.

For Ding Lan's body, Du Fan is not worried, even if he doesn't do anything, Ding Lan will wake up before dawn.

What Du Fan was most worried about at this time was how he should face and comfort Ding Lan after she woke up.

A few hours later, the sky was red, the sun rose over the sea, Du Fan's eyes suddenly opened and closed, and a sigh came out.

After Ding Lan's eyelids trembled a few times, he suddenly took a breath and sat up violently, followed by a big gasp, and at the same time, his heart twitched violently, restoring his heartbeat and promoting the flow of qi and blood in his body.

After a small half cup of tea, Ding Lan's life state completely returned to normal, and her consciousness gradually returned.

Du Fan looked a little nervous at this time, he had already stood up, looked at this woman, and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

The blank look in Ding Lan's eyes gradually dissipated, revealing clarity, she raised her pale and bloodless face, and glanced at Du Fan, her expression was extremely calm, even emotionless, which made people suddenly feel a sense of horror.

The woman slowly got up, looked around, and finally settled her gaze on a small mound of dirt not far from her.

"Miss Ding, we are now in Bingyu Mountain, and Uncle Ding and Aunt Ding are buried here......" Du Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely and said stubbornly.

"There's Lady Laudu. ”

Before Du Fan finished speaking, he was interrupted by an unusually hoarse voice, although the words were very light, but the calm and indifference in them couldn't help but make Du Fan's heart jump violently, and the words of comfort were unspeakable no matter what.

He sighed lightly, immediately closed his mouth, and his eyes fell on this woman, with an extremely complicated expression.

Ding Lan's thin body shook a little, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

She walked to the mound with great difficulty, squatted down, picked up the wooden board on the side, bit her finger, and left a line of blood on it, which became a tombstone.

Ding Lan took the tombstone, stretched out her miserable little white hand, and stroked the two names on it over and over again, her movements were indescribably gentle, and after a long time, she stood in front of the grave.

The woman knelt there, and at last burst into tears, sobbed, and kowtowed to the tombstone, once, twice......

It wasn't until a long time later, when her forehead was a blur of flesh and blood, that she fainted.