The System Takes Me to Practice

The child hurriedly apologized, then pulled away and ran away.

Yang Fan stopped, and reached out to take the child's hand also hanging in the air.

Although the child is small, he has the strength of the pill formation stage, and his speed is very fast.

It's just that the child's talent is unusual, and it hides well. If it hadn't been in contact with the child, Yang Fan's strength of spiritual consciousness comparable to that of the late Tribulation Period would have not been seen.

"interesting."

In fact, before Yang Fan collided with the child, Yang Fan realized that he had been spotted by the child with the patch on his clothes. In the collision just now, the jade pendant hanging from Yang Fan's waist was stolen.

Because it was just an ornament, although it was made of rare stones, Yang Fan didn't feel distressed when it was stolen, but became curious about the child.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan walked unhurriedly. As for whether he could find the child, Yang Fan didn't worry at all. Because at the moment of the collision, Yang Fan planted the Imprint of the God of Thunder on the child. Although there is a distance limit for those who are suppressed in this world of cultivation, a child in the pill formation stage cannot walk far.

The child exhausted all his strength, and the whole body's true energy circulated all the veins and points in the body, making him faster.

Finally, after ten minutes of running, he came to a pawnshop, pawned Yang Fan's jade pendant and replaced it with some spirit stones, and then came to a small shop selling medicine pills. He quickly came out and ran to another place.

After going around and turning around, the child came to a remote low house in the corner of Muyuan City.

咚咚咚!

The child knocked three times on the wooden door.

After about ten seconds, the wooden door opened a small slit, and an eye appeared in the slit.

"No one will catch up."

A delicate girl's voice came from inside the door.

When the child heard it, he hurriedly looked around, saw no one, said.

"Don't worry, no one is following me."

"it is good."

The girl inside the door quickly opened the wooden door, the child entered the low house, and the girl quickly closed the door.

When the girl closed the door, Yang Fan appeared at the door in the next second.

"what?"

Yang Fan was a little surprised.

It's not because the house is dilapidated, but the whole house has been laid out with a formation, but the function of this formation is very simple, that is, subconsciously people ignore this low house.

Had it not been for Yang Fanshi to follow the child, I am afraid I would have missed it.

In the low house, the girl walked in front, and the little boy in patched clothes was holding a small white bottle in his arms, which contained the medicine.

"Yuanyuan, I stole a big brother's jade pendant and used it as a few hundred low-grade spirit stones. I bought some healing pills."

When they entered the back room, the two came to a small room. They said it was a room, rather than a latrine, which was only a few square meters in size.

There was a bed in the room, and on the bed was a teenager who was only about thirteen or fourteen.

The boy was bandaged all over, and there were many blood stains on the bandage. The juvenile's two calves were fixed and tied with a few wooden strips on both sides, and a rope dangled the juvenile's two thighs, which were obviously broken.

There was a girl beside the bed, but that girl looked malnourished and skinny. She was the youngest of the four.

"Big Brother hasn't woken up yet?"

The little boy looked worriedly at the teenager on the bed.

"No, I still whine from time to time."

The skinny girl has a hoarse voice, puts her hands on the bed, and wants to stand up. It's just that the legs haven't been straightened, and the whole person directly tilted his head and fell.

"Wan Rong!"

The girl who was called Yuanyuan by the little boy had eyesight and quick hands, and held the thin girl in one hand.

"Sister Yuanyuan, I'm fine."

The thin girl fainted after speaking about it.

Yuanyuan looked at the thin girl, and after a while, her nervousness eased.

"Second sister, what's wrong?"

The little boy said to Yuanyuan.

"It's nothing, just fainted from hunger."

"I'll go out and buy some food later."

The little boy patted his chest.

"Ok."

After that, the little boy took out a pill and stuffed it into the mouth of the teenager on the bed.

As soon as it entered the mouth, the elixir turned into essence and entered the teenager's body.

The two obviously felt that the teenager's injury was better.

Just after the little boy stuffed another pill into the boy's mouth, there was no reaction at all, and the whole body injury did not improve again.

When the little boy didn't care and was about to put the third pill, an adult's voice suddenly came from this small room.

"Don't waste the pill, this low-level pill can no longer cure him."

The two of them froze for a moment, and subconsciously cast their eyes to the source of the sound.

I saw a person sitting in the innermost part of the small room, on the other side of the bed. After seeing the person, the little boy's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, and he trembled.

The person sitting on the bedside was Yang Fan.

"you you!!!"

"How is it possible? When did you come in?"

The little boy pointed at Yang Fan, his teeth trembled, as if he had been in the cold weather for a long time, the upper and lower teeth wanted to collide, making a clattering sound.

"me?"

Yang Fan pointed to his face and asked, the next moment, a big hand patted the little boy's shoulder.

"That's how I am, with a swish, that's how I came here."

Yang Fan said with a harmless smile.

The little boy turned his head mechanically, looking pale at Yang Fan.

"who are you?"

Yuanyuan's eyes were quick and fast, she grabbed the little boy and pulled back to block Yang Fan. A dagger appeared in her hand, staring at Yang Fan.

As long as Yang Fan showed a sign that she would take a shot, she would take the lead with lightning speed.

Although she knew that she was definitely not Yang Fan's opponent, even if she knew she would die, she would still be like this.

Yang Fan still had a harmless expression on his face, he looked out. The girl in front of her was only in the Golden Core Stage, and it should have not been long since she broke through, so her own Golden Core Stage breath could not be controlled freely, and it was leaked.

Suddenly, Yang Fan retracted his hand and stretched his right hand to his back.

Yuanyuan's eyes condensed, and she took the lead, stabbing Yang Fan's neck with her dagger, giving Yang Fan no chance to survive.

"Second sister no!"

The little boy was anxious.

The little boy thought that Yang Fan was chasing him just because he stole his jade pendant. At best, it was just a lesson. But his second sister took action against Yang Fan, and the nature of the matter escalated.

The little boy can obviously feel that his second sister is not Yang Fan's opponent, maybe, his four brothers and sisters are going to die today.

"Go to hell!!!"

Yuan Yuanjiao shouted, her figure suddenly quickened, and in the blink of an eye the dagger was less than ten centimeters away from Yang Fan's neck.

Yuanyuan was overjoyed, because of this distance, even the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator could not escape.

Looking at Yang Fan's face, he was at most four hundred years old. Looking at Yang Fan's clothes, they were neither gorgeous nor beautiful. At first glance, they knew they were bought casually on the street.

Therefore, Yuanyuan subconsciously believes that Yang Fan's strength definitely exceeds the mid-Yuan Ying period.