Leng Shuang who was standing next to him said calmly: "Du Fan's kick will leave him disabled if not dead." That kick not only injured his back, but more seriously, it also damaged his internal organs. If he hadn't had top-level elixirs to treat him, he would have been useless.
Du Fan opened the fan in his hand with a swish, fanning it gently, and said helplessly: "I didn't mean to be so rude, but this man is looking for death, so it's not my fault." As he said that, he walked forward.
"I don't know who these people are. They are too arrogant. They use hidden arrows in front of so many people on the street." Ye Feifei said, and saw that one of the monks who was sitting down had a hidden arrow stuck in his shoulder, so he walked forward quickly.
"Let me help you pull out the hidden arrow!"
"This... No, no need." The man's face was a little pale, as if he was frightened, or maybe he saw the power of Du Fan's kick. At this time, when he saw the girl coming forward to help him pull out the arrow from his sleeve, the man holding the fan glanced at him lightly, and suddenly felt panic and fear.
"Otherwise you can go to the clinic and have someone help you pull the wound out, clean it, stop the bleeding and bandage it." Seeing the other party's frightened face, Ye Feifei did not force him, but just asked him to go to the clinic quickly.
"Yes, thank you, young lady." The man quickly got up and went to the clinic.
The men in black had already taken the dead Wind Wolf and his unconscious companion away quickly...
The three of them came to Fengjiu and called out, "Master."
Feng Jiu's eyes fell on the cultivator who was unable to stand up after handing the child back to the woman. She said to Du Fan, "Take that man to the clinic! We can go back to the inn later."
Du Fan was slightly startled and followed her gaze. When he saw a monk with a painful look on his face slowly moving to the corner, he responded, "Yes." Then he went out.
"Master, look, I bought a little pet." Ye Feifei took out the little mouse from her arms and placed it on the table.
Feng Jiu took a look and raised her eyebrows slightly: "This is not an ordinary spirit mouse." She looked at her and asked: "Where did you buy it?"
Hearing from his master that this was no ordinary spirit rat, Ye Feifei was very happy and said, "I bought it from a monk who was selling spirit pets on the street. This little spirit rat bit me and I found that its intelligence was higher than that of ordinary spirit rats, so I bought it."
"Your eyes are one gold and one blue, just like a treasure-hunting mouse." Feng Jiu smiled and glanced at the huddled little mouse. She had the ancient pressure, so a little mouse didn't dare to get close to her.
"Ah? Treasure-hunting rat? Master means that this is a rat that can find treasures?" Ye Feifei asked in surprise.
"I'll look through the Beast Book later to see if it's true." She paused and smiled, "But it's probably right."
"That's great!" She laughed with joy.
Leng Shuang watched from the side and smiled. Speaking of which, Ye Feifei's luck seemed to have always been pretty good.
"Let's go! Back to the inn." She stood up, paid the bill, and left with them towards the inn.
On the other side, the black-robed monks who returned to the spirit beast farm reported the matter to their master. After explaining the matter, they stood aside, waiting for their master's instructions.