The Infinite Practice Of Fantasy

"Find a cave and go in." Han Yang was seriously injured now, but he still had to take Zhao Yueran out of this ghost place, so naturally he was a little powerless.

"Okay." Zhao Yueran is now completely following Han Yang's orders, and she will just do it.

Although there were not many caves in the forest, Zhao Yueran still found a tree hole. The tree hole was very deep and seemed to have been dug out by hand. There was a sponge underneath.

"Spread these powders around." Han Yang handed Zhao Yueran a small medicine bottle and ordered.

Zhao Yueran took the medicine and had no idea what it did, so he could only scatter it around the tree hole in a daze.

Almost at the same time that the medicinal powder came into contact with the grass, a rotten smell came out [Zhao Yueran instantly frowned, pinched his nose, and subconsciously took two steps back.

"What does this smell like?" Zhao Yueran asked, pinching his throat.

"This is 14 powder ground by ants. Generally, other monsters will run away after smelling the rotten powder, which greatly reduces the risk of being attacked in the wild.

Zhao Yueran looked like he had never seen much of the world. Han Yang patiently explained that he was going to start healing and could not be interrupted by anything.

Otherwise, the reversal of the meridians is not a minor injury.

"But with such a pungent smell, will those people get anything up when they smell it?"

"It's just the most common rotten gas. Besides, if you don't look carefully for this cave, you will definitely not find it."

Han Yang said comfortingly, but Zhao Yueran still had unconcealable worry on his face.

Seeing this, he said nothing, found a corner, took away the cushion underneath, sat cross-legged in the middle, put his hands on top of his knees, and breathed evenly.

The male protagonist carefully felt the changes in his body's Dantian. When he noticed that the toxins remaining in her body were slowly increasing in knowledge, his expression did not change at all, and his fists were slightly clenched.

I really didn't expect that her kind of toxins would accumulate out of thin air. As her energy accumulates and her strength increases, one day, these toxins will explode again.

In addition to those accumulated on the surface, these toxins may even remain invisible in other places.

"Huh!" Han Yang was slowly tempering the vitality in his body, forcing all the toxins to his fingertips.

Han Yang slowly absorbed the air, and slowly exhaled it with a thick black mist.

Zhao Yueran looked at it in a daze. The moment the thick black fog was about to touch it, he seemed to be afraid of something and immediately dissipated.

Zhao Yueran is like Body of Ten Thousand Poisons.

Han Yang didn't notice this at all because he had his eyes closed. Things he didn't expect, just coming into contact with Zhao Yueran, brought him more and more surprises, and even made him almost overwhelmed.

He originally thought that these toxins would be a big trouble, but he didn't expect that his strength would actually increase a bit after being expelled and absorbed.

Although the amplitude was unusually small, it was not even as large as that of the strange snake absorbing Han Yang.

But now Han Yang has only tempered a little bit of poison gas, and he has already achieved such an effect, which is enough to make Han Yang feel ecstatic.

Han Yang's left index finger instantly turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye. Almost all the toxins in Han Yang's body were accumulated in the index finger.

He originally wanted to release the poison directly, because he realized that he could improve his strength through it, and he was ecstatic and wanted to continue absorbing it.

But almost instantly, he gave up this idea because he finally sealed all the toxins.

Once the seal is opened, the toxins will continue to quickly saturate every corner of his body.

It even polluted his vitality. What Han Yang cultivated was not the poison element, so although it helped a little, it was still useless on the whole.

After thinking of this, Han Yang slowly opened his eyes, vomited out a mouthful of black blood, refused Zhao Yueran's hurried help, slowly adjusted the injuries in his body, and then stood up.

The mouthful of black blood just now was just the toxins accumulated in his body. Now that he spit it out, he felt a lot better.

"Young Master, there is none here!"

"Not here either."

Han Yang thought everything was done. Some unusual movements outside instantly attracted his attention. He had almost forgotten the guards and Lu Tianle gathered outside just now.

"I didn't expect them to catch up so quickly. It seems they have some tools to find someone."

Han Yang frowned deeply and said in a somewhat unclear tone. If such a thing really existed, I'm afraid it would be completely exposed in their hearts within a few minutes.

But the forest is so big, how did they find their location so quickly?

Zhao Yueran couldn't hold his breath at all. Just when he heard the sound coming from outside, he grabbed Han Yang's shoulders without hesitation and said in horror: "What should we do now?"

"Don't worry, I will never let you fall into the hands of those people."

Han Yang knows that Zhao Yueran is worried about causing something. She just thinks that she is a freak, and now there are those people outside 040 who are chasing her, which will definitely bring trouble to Han Yang. She is afraid that Yang will give up on herself.

After hearing this answer, Zhao Yueran felt slightly relieved, but his hand still held Han Yang's sleeve tightly and refused to let go.

She still remembered that it was because she let go of her mother's hands in such a daze that she fell into the hands of the devil. Now she must not make that mistake.

"Do you think I'm a nuisance?"

Zhao Yueran is a waste in cultivation, and Tong Ye, the eye that can control all snakes, has lost its function due to blindness, so she is simply a waste.

Even ordinary housework, he couldn't do it well. How could Han Zhouwen go against a sect for a waste like him?

Zhao Yueran couldn't help but think in despair.

Han Yang didn't say much, he just said these two words of comfort. There was a hint of comfort in his tone, which calmly eased Zhao Yueran's nervous mood.

Naturally, he is not a good person who likes to show kindness. The reason why he is able to help Zhao Yueran now is because Zhao Yueran is the Supreme Grade furnace.

So Zhao Yueran is still the Supreme Grade furnace, and Yang will never give up. .