The whole group of the herb collectors changed their color, and then they showed anger.

The blue-shirted woman treats their subordinates very well. She is really a bodhisattva. Everyone has received her favor. Now these bandits are going to insult their eldest young lady, so how can they not be angry?

They are also seven-footed men. It's a big deal. What are you cowarding?

Seeing that everyone was desperate, the bandit leader snorted coldly, and all the bandits pulled out their weapons, and the herb collectors did not show weakness, and pulled out sickles, hammers, etc., and the war was about to break out.

But at this moment, the bandit leader groaned, his hands tightly covering his neck, his face flushed, and his tongue was sticking out, as if someone had strangled his neck.

But the problem is... only his own hand is around his neck.

At first, the bandits thought that their boss was doing it on purpose. Anyway, a group of herb collectors with little combat power, it's okay to play tricks on them, and the herb collectors think so too, and naturally they are even more angry. You are still so humiliated. us?

Fight!

However, the bandit boss's eyes were all staring out, slap, he fell to the ground, struggling with all his strength, and then a stench came out, and he was incontinent.

Is this still a joke?

Everyone is not surprised, is this a ghost?

Everyone's heart is full of chills, the more incredible they are, the more fearful they are.

The bandit leader struggled again and stopped moving, but his eyes popped out, his tongue was sticking out, and his face blushed as if he was about to drip blood. This was clearly suffocation and death.

A bandit boldly reached out and touched it, then sat down on the ground in fright, and then rolled and ran: "Dead! Really dead!"

How could such a big living person suddenly die inexplicably?

This is too weird.

The other bandits looked at each other in dismay, and also turned around and ran away.

The herb collectors were also frightened and ran away in a hurry.

But after a while, I saw they folded back again.

The old man who looked like a housekeeper found the banknotes from the bandit leader and put them back on his body, while the two strong men continued to lift the stretcher and continued to go out with Ye Yan.

As the stretcher swayed, Ye Yan smiled faintly in his heart.

The death of the bandit boss is of course his handwriting. With his own world open, what is the difference between him and the gods?

That person is not even in the Danhai realm, so even if he has only recovered a little, what is the difficulty in taking care of this person?

This should also be a way to repay these people for their help.

However, this group of people were afraid of being afraid, and they had to come back and carry him away. Ye Yan couldn't help but look up at him.

Not all aliens are evil.

No, he hasn't seen the Three-Eyed Race yet, that's the real alien race, but he doesn't know what kind of temperament these people are.

Obviously, these human races are at the lowest level of society, and they are in awe of magicians, that is, warriors.

Is it because the level of these herb collectors is too low, or is it the same for the entire human race?

In the past, gods and demons were rampant in the world, and the entire human race was food and toys!

Ye Yan only recovered a little, so he couldn't speak or open his eyes, just like he was in a coma before.

Everyone is guessing endlessly. What happened just now, why did the bandit leader die when he said he would die?

"I think it's the gods who are clear."

"That's right, it must be the gods who have become apparent."

"The magician is up!"

Everyone showed pious expressions, and they believed in God's obvious spirit.

After getting out of the mountain, the next road will be easy and safe, but if you enter the city and pass various levels, you will inevitably be blackmailed by the little ghosts. These are small money, and they only cost ten A few taels of silver.

After another eight days, they returned home.

Huping City, Tongan Pharmacy.

After such a long time, Ye Yan also learned to master the language of foreign races through the dialogues of these people. Isn't it trivial to parse a new language with his emperor-level comprehension?

Ye Yan was placed in a firewood shed, and someone changed his dressing regularly every day, but his injuries were too severe and he was far from recovering.

He is also mobilizing all the spirits for treatment, and the whole person seems to be in a state of coma.

The blue-shirted woman would come to check from time to time, and someone would always call her name, so Ye Yan also knew that this kind-hearted woman was called Wen Qingrou, who was probably the daughter of the owner of the pharmacy.

Ye Yan's injury was more serious than he expected. After more than a month, he still did not have the ability to open his eyes. The whole person was in a state of suspended animation, but his vitality was recovering, and more particles were being regenerated. recovery.

But judging from this progress, it may take several years to fully recover.

several years!

Ye Yan didn't take it too seriously. The Great Emperor retreated for decades or even hundreds of years at a time. Time didn't mean much to him. Moreover, it only took a few years. Even if he returned to Kyushu, there should be no problem there. Not much will change.

Not to mention the Dao Emperor, is it so easy to break through the level of the king?

Even for geniuses like Buddha and Long Wandao, the king can hold them for at least five years, and the sage will take ten years or more, and the last step?

As little as thirty or fifty years, or as long as hundreds of years.

Therefore, even if there are people who are really beautiful, but from the third rank to the emperor, they will not be able to do it in fifty years.

——Unless he has all the realm perceptions, then as long as the spiritual power is accumulated in place, everything will be a matter of course.

Taking a step back, Ye Yan didn't care if a new emperor appeared in Kyushu. Anyway, his own world was too special, so he could find another way to surpass the emperor.

Therefore, he didn't care at all whether he wanted to go back to Kyushu to prove the Tao, or whether he wanted to prove the Tao.

On this day, the blue shirt woman Wen Qingrou came again.

"Will you still wake up?" The woman looked at him in a trance. "Although everyone said that it was God who helped us survive that disaster, I think it was you. Because you are a Magician, you didn't die from such a serious injury, you must be very, very powerful."

"So, even if you just think about it, you can resolve the disaster for us, right?"

"Then I will thank you."

She babbled again, but her father fell ill recently, and the pressure on the operation of the pharmacy fell on her. Although she was willing to provoke it, she still had many inconveniences as a woman.

Not to mention that she has to sleep with other men in the wilderness when collecting herbs. Even if she is socializing in the city, the other party will be arrogant because she is a woman. Some businesses are obviously easy to negotiate, but she is extremely difficult.

She only knew that Ye Yan was in a coma, so she didn't mind spitting out all the secrets.

After a while, she left.