After this posture lasted for about a second, the woman hurriedly struggled to break free from Ji Fan's arms, then took a few steps back, and said with a slight angrily:

"Why are you like this, pretending to be sick and lying to others?"

Ji Fan was stunned, then shook his head quickly and said:

"I don't."

"Hmph, I said no. I just saw with my own eyes that the wounds and blood on your face disappeared, and I said it was not a lie."

The woman said angrily.

"I drove home just now. Seeing you lying in a pool of blood on the side of the road, everyone around you hid far away, no one cared about you. I finally dragged you into the car and brought you back. Unexpectedly, you were not hurt at all. What's the point of not lying?"

Not hurt?

When Ji Fan heard this, he reached out and touched it. Sure enough, not only did the injuries on his face, but also the back that was just kicked by Zhao Donglai, he could not feel any pain at all.

Thinking of the feeling of being as he wanted and light as he jumped out of bed just now, Ji Fan's heart moved. Could it be that dream is real?

Thinking of this, Ji Fan suddenly sensed that a golden air flow appeared in his dantian.

This golden airflow was exactly the same as the airflow in my dream just now.

At this moment, Ji Fan suddenly became very excited.

At this moment, the woman's voice came again.

"Forget it, no matter whether you are a liar or not, I just think it is a good deed and accumulated virtue. I hope God can see my kindness and let grandpa get better soon. Since you are fine, leave quickly."

After saying that, the woman turned around and walked out.

Hearing this, Ji Fan was about to explain, but suddenly remembered his mother and sister, and didn't know how they were now.

Thinking of this, Ji Fan was immediately anxious and rushed out directly.

As soon as he left the door, a cool air entered Ji Fan's nose, and Ji Fan only felt a sense of comfort all over his body.

Aura?

This strange noun appeared subconsciously in Ji Fan's mind.

At this time, Ji Fan looked up.

The sight of it is a huge garden with all kinds of precious flowers and plants growing; in the middle of the garden, there is a spring water gushing out from the depths of the ground, emitting a cool feeling.

And next to the spring water, there is a huge stone altar.

On the stone altar, an old man lay, and two people were surrounded by the stone altar.

And the woman ran towards the stone altar at this time.

Ji Fan was about two hundred meters away from the stone altar at this moment, but Ji Fan saw dark spots constantly appearing on the face of the old man on the stone altar at a glance.

Ji Fan was shocked. When did his eyesight become so good?

Just when Ji Fan was frightened, the white-haired old man in zither clothes on the side of the stone altar suddenly moved. He held a silver needle in his hand, his expression focused, and carefully pierced the old man's eyebrows.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man next to him didn't even dare to vent his anger, for fear of disturbing the white-haired old man.

As the silver needle penetrated, the old man lying suddenly showed a look of pain.

Seeing this scene, Ji Fan subconsciously shouted.

"stop."

Ji Fan's shouting shocked the middle-aged man who was originally nervous and tense, and then he turned around instantly and glared at Ji Fan.

At this moment, Ji Fan only felt a fierce momentum and rushed towards him.

At this moment, the old man lying on the stone altar suddenly made a sound of pain, followed by.

puff!

A mouthful of blood gushed out directly.

The old man in Mai was furious and scolded:

"Oh, I have repeatedly told you to keep quiet. It's over, it's over, everything is in vain."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man burst out and shouted in anger:

"Damn, where did this kid come from? Who asked him to come in?"
Chapter completed!