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"Little brother Yang Fan, it's been a few days since we last saw each other. I truly have a whole new level of respect for you!"
Ruo Hai had no choice but to admit Yang Fan's talent. Regardless of whether he was hiding it or not, to have this kind of ability at such a young age made her feel that Yang Fan was a strange person.
Yang Fan didn't say anything more, only glancing at those mercenaries who had looks of admiration in their eyes.
"Everyone, it's a convenient matter to pass by here today, so there's no need to take it to heart!"
With his straightforward personality, Salt Tiger directly slapped Yang Fan's shoulder, "Brother Yang Fan, don't say it like that, you've helped us a few times and yet you don't know how to thank us!"
"Big Brother Rock Tiger must be joking!"
"Let's go, today's meeting is fate. Let's drink a big cup!"
Yang Fan examined Long Xuejian's condition and discovered that her Qi was very weak. If she didn't recover quickly, she might become a cripple.
However, the Heavenly Marks Mountain Range was the territory of the Dragon King and was not a place to recover.
"Big brother Rocky Tiger, I'm afraid we can't do it today. My friend was injured, so we need to leave this place as soon as possible!"
"Friends?"
Rock Tiger noticed Long Xue's beautiful appearance and his body instantly stiffened.
He had never seen such a beautiful woman.
"Cough cough!"
Ruo Hai noticed the change in their expressions and immediately coughed to ease the awkwardness.
"Brother Yang Fan, why don't we go to Liuhai Town? There is an excellent medicine store there!"
"Is it far?"
"Half a day's journey!"
Yang Fan approached Long Xuejian and softly asked, "What do you think?"
"As you wish!"
Long Xuejian replied with a gentle and bashful voice, like a little woman.
"Then we'll have to trouble you brothers to lead the way!"
"That's what I said!"
"Brothers, let's go home!"
"Yes sir!"
Yang Fan carefully supported Long Xuejian. Although she was not an ordinary woman, her breath was weak at the moment, and she was afraid that something might happen again.
Along the way, the mercenaries chatted and laughed, making the journey less boring.
Zhao Ying looked at Long Xuejian many times. Every time he saw her face, she would lower her head in disappointment.
In the face of such a perfect woman, she seemed so superfluous.
"Flowing Sea Town!"
A town appeared in front of him. It was slightly smaller, slightly larger.2
In the surroundings of the Heavenly Marks Mountain Range, the defensive power was naturally not weak.
The city gate was made of darksteel. It was pitch black and heavy. Just looking at it made one's heart feel heavy.
Walk into the city.
No wonder why it was said that Liuhai Town was even bigger than Liucheng. This kind of business scale was not worse than some middle-class cities.
Yang Fan's eyes were fixed on a very large medicine store, and the fragrance of the medicinal herbs was wafting out.
"Brother Yang Fan wants to buy medicinal ingredients?"
"Mm, I do need something!"
He didn't know if he could collect some of the ingredients for the Dragon Breath Pill. Although the age requirement wasn't high, there were still some that were considered top-notch.
"Let's go, I'll take you there!"
"Alright!"
Yang Fan brought Long Xuejian and followed Rock Tiger into the medicine store.
The medicine store was divided into two floors. The first floor was a place to buy large amounts of common herbs and to pay for them. The second floor was where precious herbs were stored.
"Yo, Rocky Tiger, why are you free today!"
"Buy medicinal ingredients!"
A tall and thin shop assistant walked over. He seemed to be an acquaintance of Rock Tiger.
"I heard Iron Salt sent someone to intercept you. How was the loss?" The shop assistant whispered into Rock Tiger's ear.
"Sell your medicine ingredients properly. These are not things that you can ask about."
Based on the speed at which the shop assistant received the news, before today, the news of Iron Salt's death would spread out.
"Buddy, do you have any Dragon Blood Flower and Lantern Grass here?"
"Yes!"
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