"Jiuyang's predecessors misunderstood, Miss Chen is just a friend below, if it is not related, we are both members of the Qixia Sect, that's all. Du Fan smiled bitterly when he heard this, shook his head and said.

"She's not your Taoist companion, you kissed and hugged other girls just now, and you're not afraid of flashing your tongue! Is it that the world has fallen to such an extent now!"

Jiuyang said righteously, as if he was very sad and angry, but in the depths of his gray pupils, there was a touch of banter.

"I don't believe that my predecessors can't see it, I was saving her just now!" Du Fan blushed and said in a sneering manner.

"Okay, you don't have to explain it to me, but one thing is one thing, if you want the old man to save this girl, you need to promise me another thing. Jiuyang raised his withered arm and waved his hand, saying impatiently.

"Senior, please say, as long as you ......," Du Fan said without thinking about it.

"Alright, you can do it. Jiuyang didn't wait for Du Fan to finish speaking, and then interrupted impatiently.

"Please speak clearly. Du Fan's expression was solemn, he bowed with his fists and spoke solemnly.

"The old man wants you two to become double cultivation partners. Jiuyang smiled slightly and said.

"What? Could it be that the seniors are joking?" Du Fan was stunned when he heard this, and only after a long time did he come to his senses, speechless for a while.

"Hmph! The old man hates you the most in his life, an ungrateful and unrighteous person!" Jiuyang's eyes suddenly cold, his face was gloomy, and he said coldly.

"I don't know where the younger generation is ungrateful, where is the unkindness?" Hearing this, Du Fan couldn't help but be stunned, and then a wave of anger welled up in his heart, gritted his teeth, met the old man's gaze, and asked.

"Haha, don't you say anything about this woman in advance, you tell me first, who is higher and lower in cultivation between the two of you?Whose body is stronger?"

"This also needs to be asked, no matter in which aspect, the difference between the younger generation and Miss Chen is not a little bit different. Du Fan frowned and said.

"Then the old man asks you again, in that case, why is she so seriously injured and almost killed, but you are alive and kicking at the moment?" Jiuyang sneered and asked with a strong voice.

This sentence was like five thunderbolts, which made Du Fan's mind instantly roar, his face changed greatly, his body trembled, as if all his strength had been drained at this moment, and he took a step back weakly.

It wasn't until half an hour later that he calmed down a little, slowly turned his head, and looked at the unconscious Chen Ru.

At this moment, Chen Ru's beautiful face is colorless, her lips are white, and her hair is messy, just like a withered flower, which is poignant and heartbreaking.

Du Fan's heart was as painful as a knife, and at this time, he couldn't guess why he fell into a coma in advance before he fell into the pool......

It was Chen Ru who knocked him unconscious, and then used his body as a cushion to block the fatal blow for him......

Chen Ru, on the other hand, was alone and withstood the momentum of two people......

If he was replaced by Du Fan, I am afraid he would have died a long time ago.

"The old man won't force you in this matter, it doesn't matter if you don't agree, I can still send you out of here, but this girl, the old man won't save it.

She was able to sacrifice herself to save you that day, that is, she had affection for you, but she met a ruthless and unrighteous person like you, and she suffered if she was saved, so it was better to die like this!"

After Jiuyang finished speaking, his face was indifferent, his eyes were closed, and he looked like he didn't care.

"The juniors agree to this matter, please ask the seniors of Jiuyang to come to the rescue!" Du Fan glanced at Chen Ru again, showing a gentle smile, after a long time, he took a deep breath, the light in his eyes flashed, turned to Jiuyang and gave a deep salute, and said respectfully.

"Humph!"

Jiuyang opened his eyes, snorted coldly, didn't say any more nonsense, his shriveled palm suddenly moved forward, and Chen Ru next to the stream shook his body, turned into a streamer, and hung in the air in front of the old man.

I didn't see him pinching the mantra, so he quickly played several colorful magic decisions with one hand, and one by one they submerged into Chen Ru's body, and the next moment, the surface of Chen Ru's body was shrouded in a layer of colored light.

After half a pillar of incense, Jiuyang exhaled lightly, shook his arm, put it away, and finished casting the spell, at this time, his face actually showed a little tiredness.

At the same time, the colored halo on Chen Ru's body gradually disappeared, and under the trembling of his body, there was a tendency to fall, Du Fan, who had been watching nervously on the sidelines, had quick eyes and hands, and his figure flashed, so he took it down and held it in his arms.

"Senior Jiuyang, Miss Chen, she ......" Du Fan looked at the old man and hesitated to speak.

"Her injuries are really not light, a few more serious than the old man expected, but at this time it is fine, and after a few hours, she will wake up. ”

Jiuyang seemed to be a little weak, and his expression was a little sluggish, and after he finished speaking, he closed his eyes tightly and said nothing.

Hearing this, Du Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Chen Ru to a nearby boulder, and asked her to lean her back there and put it down carefully.

After a moment's hesitation, he let out a wisp of divine thought again, scanning all over the woman's body.

After a while, he found that Chen Ru's broken bones had basically healed, the meridians were smooth and orderly, there was still a faint condensation of mana in it, and the damage to the viscera was already better, but the breath was a little weaker, but it was also getting better all the time.

It was only at this time that Du Fan was completely relieved.

But when Du Fan looked at Chen Ru again, there was a suffocating discomfort in his heart, which was extremely strong, and he saw that this woman's originally delicate and beautiful face had now become haggard and white.

Du Fan raised one hand and brushed the messy hair on the woman's forehead, his fingertips inadvertently touched the woman's mutton fat-like face, but it was as cold as water.

His palms suddenly trembled violently, and his body began to shake, as if he was experiencing an extremely difficult pain, and his brows were furrowed tightly, which was distressing......

It wasn't until a long time later that Du Fan took a deep breath, looked away, sat quietly beside the woman, closed his eyes and breathed.

......

Three days later, Chen Ru finally woke up slowly in Du Fan's nervousness and expectation, but when he woke up the first few times, his eyes were blank and unconscious, and he fell into a coma again after a while.

It wasn't until another two days had passed that the woman's gaze was in focus, and when she looked at Du Fan, a look of joy appeared on her face, and after she barely showed a smile, she was unconscious again.

However, this time Du Fan was not as worried as before, but stood up in good spirits, picked up some dry firewood not far away, and took out two sets of grills from the Qiankun ring and set them up in front of the two.

After a while, he took out an iron pot, a big spoon, a cutting board, and some onions, ginger, garlic and other things.

Jiuyang, the old man in the stone wall not far away, opened his closed eyes, glanced at Du Fan, his eyes showed strangeness, and then closed them again.

When Du Fan's wrist flipped, several pieces of raw lamb the size of a fist were taken out by him, and when he was about to make a move, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he muttered, "I forgot to bring a kitchen knife......

However, he only hesitated for a moment, then his eyes flashed, and he took out the silver sword mage with one hand, and after a simple wipe, he quickly cut the pieces of mutton into a bunch of meat slices, and then nodded, showing satisfaction.

After putting away the soldiers, Du Fan got a pot of water from the stream on the side, put the secondary pot on the grill, and then put some base ingredients into the pot, then used the cremation charm to ignite the dry wood at the bottom of the pot and burn it.

This was not the end, next, a leg of raw lamb was taken out by him instantly, pierced with an iron chisel, put on another grill, sprinkled with some spices, and then lit a fire and roasted.

After a while, a burst of fleshy aroma diffused out.

The old man in the stone wall opened his eyes again, shrugged his nose, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, but he didn't say anything, glanced at Du Fan, sighed lightly, and closed his eyes again.

At this time, the water in the pot was already boiling, Du Fan took out a palm-sized gauze bag from the Qiankun ring and threw it directly into the pot.

"Elder Du, what are you doing?"

After a cup of tea, when Du Fan was fiddling with the leg of mutton, a very weak and soft voice suddenly came from behind him, and there was a trace of astonishment and curiosity in the voice.

"Miss Chen, you're finally awake!" Du Fan hurriedly threw down the matter in his hand, Huo Ran turned around, and looked at the weak figure with a look of surprise.

Du Fan walked over, squatted down, showed a touch of tenderness in his expression, and said: "Don't move first, rest for a while, I'll get you some food to replenish your body, you are very weak now, you need to eat something good." ”

"Can you cook?" Although Chen Ru was extremely weak at this time, after hearing this, he still opened his already pale and bloodless small mouth wide, and his face was incredible.

"Hehe, you can rest first, and I'll talk to you later, it's not good, the leg of lamb is burnt!"

Du Fan smiled, and didn't explain too much, Chen Ru's real awakening made him feel good, these days, the heavy haze that pressed on the bottom of his heart finally disappeared at this moment......

Half an hour later, the leg of mutton has been thoroughly cooked, the meat is fragrant, the outside is charred and the inside is tender, even if this kind of craftsmanship is not as good as the original Ye Feng, it will not be much worse than it.

Du Fan took out some of the dry firewood under the leg of mutton and controlled the temperature of the fire to a certain temperature, so that it only played the role of heat preservation, but it could not scorch the leg of mutton.

Then he walked over to another grill, took some soup with a spoon, tasted it himself, and frowned: "I forgot to put salt again." ”

He hurriedly took out a pinch of salt and sprinkled it into the pot.

Chen Ru behind him kept a pair of curious beautiful eyes open, watching Du Fan's every movement without blinking, but he didn't bother, his expression showed a gentleness like water, and happiness, and finally turned into an indescribable inexplicable feeling in the depths of his heart.