: Good things are hard to do

After a while, the fragrance of fish came. Yang Lan took a bite and entered her stomach, and couldn't help but take a big breath. The fish melted in the mouth and didn't need to chew at all. It was a strange thing to boil it in water and was as good as other fish. It tasted even more delicious. In addition to being delicious, there was also a special aura that made her feel extremely comfortable.

After Yang Lan was overjoyed, she put all the fish on the fire and slowly started to burn. She thought that after leaving here tomorrow, she might not be able to taste the ultimate delicacy. It would be better to cook all these and put them in mustard seeds. After all, mustard seeds also have a certain preservation effect.

After a beautiful sleep, Yanglan saw the sun rising again. She ran to the edge of the pond and prepared to hunt a few more fresh ones. After waiting for a long time, the pool of fish were full of fish last night, but now she can't even see the shadow.

She didn't know that this silverfish had a unique effect on healing, detoxifying and nourishing the body. However, they liked yin in nature and had to wait until the sun set before they floated out of the pond for half an hour. During the other time, they all sank to the bottom of the pond.

Yang Lan had no choice but to record the location of the valley, climbed the trees, and jumped outward.

After a while, when she stood on a mountain, she looked at the endless woods, but she didn't know what she was now.

After running in the woods for a day, it was not until the next day that Yang Lan saw a small path from afar.

Yang Lan jumped off the branch and turned around and was about to run towards the path. At this time, she heard a moan not far away. Yang Lan's mind moved and ran away in the voice.

The direction of the sound coming from was not far from here, the sound was intermittent and extremely painful. Obviously the person was injured.

Yang Lan turned two more turns in the bushes before she found a young man lying in a pit. Her body was covered in blood. Before the person could get close, a strong fishy smell came to her nose.

Yang Lan ran to the man and carefully turned him over. This was a young face, handsome and evil spirit, and a little familiar.

His brows were locked tightly, and he moaned from time to time. Yang Lan poured out a little water first and gave him a drink. She frowned and looked at the several large wounds on his thighs and abdomen, thinking in her heart, where to find medicine for healing.

At this time, the young man murmured, "It hurts so much." Yang Lan suddenly thought that the silverfish seemed to have this effect. She took out a burnt one, slowly teared a small piece, and put it into his mouth.

The silverfish had its mouth melted, so there was no need to worry about not being able to swallow. In less than half an hour, all of the silverfish was fed to his stomach. Several of his wounds were healing quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yang Lan thought proudly: This silverfish is really a holy medicine for treating injuries. I still have ten more people here, and I can save ten people. She thought that she had saved people and was respected and worshipped by others, so she couldn't help but laugh at herself.

At this time, she was a little hungry, so she took a big branch and walked deep into the woods, thinking: Hun a few small animals to satisfy her cravings.

Her movements were very fast, and in a short while, the fragrant chicken soup exuded an attractive atmosphere in the air.

Yang Lan had just taken a few sips and felt the sound of the person next to her moving. She turned her head and saw that the young man's fingers were slowly moving and his eyelids were also jumping.

She ran to the man happily, stared at him with his head down and kept staring at him, just waiting for him to wake up. After a while, the young man opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with extremely lively and beautiful eyes. He stared at Yang Lan in a daze, his eyes blurred. He hadn't reacted for a long time.

It was not until Yang Lan's big eyes blinked, and a sweet and moving voice sounded: "Are you a little better?" His lips trembled. Yang Lan hurriedly fed him the chicken soup in his bowl to him for a sip. The young man was drinking the chicken soup while staring at Yang Lan. The look in his eyes seemed a little confused and a little joyful.

After taking a few sips, the young man asked hoarsely: "Where is this?"

Yang Lan fed her another mouthful and smiled and said, "In the forest. As soon as I came, I saw you hiding here covered in blood." The young man's eyes returned to clear light at this time, although his expression was still blurred when he looked at Yang Lan.

He tried to move and found that although his seriously injured body was still in pain, his movements were fine. He looked at the wound on his chest again, and there was a clear tendency to scab.

The young man took the chicken soup handed over by Yang Lan and drank it all in one sip. He struggled to stand up and moved on the ground. Seeing that he was completely different from before, Yang Lan was very happy: That silverfish is really a rare magic pill! In terms of treating injuries, even the miracle doctor is not as good as me.

After the young man moved a few times and found that most of his injuries had healed, he bowed deeply to Yang Lan and said, "Thank you for saving your life." Yang Lan waved her hand and said, "No need to thank you." Her expression was very happy, and the young man was in a good mood.

He walked around for a few more steps and looked at the situation. Suddenly his face changed and he said to Yang Lan: "Let's leave here quickly, the pursuers should come soon!"

Yang Lan was stunned. The young man had already grasped her little hand and walked to the side. He walked quickly, with panic in his face, obviously very worried about his current situation.

The silverfish's effect was indeed amazing. How long did he take it? He could walk like flying like this. Although his face was twisted from time to time during movements, he looked like he was reluctant to feel pain.

Yang Lan heard the sound of footsteps not far away. The footsteps were neat and rapid, murderous intent, and rushed straight towards this side. He heard the sound, and there were quite a lot of people. Yang Lan was afraid. She followed the young man and said, "You don't have to pull me, let's go separately."

The young man ignored her and held her hand tightened. Yang Lan had no choice but to run with him. The two ran for half an hour, but found that the person who was chasing was getting closer and closer. Yang Lan glanced at the journey she passed by and knew that the young man was full of blood. No matter where they went, they could not escape their pursuit.

At this time, Yang Lan's face turned a little white, because, at this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came from the left side of the woods! And from the sound of footsteps, these people had at least dozens of them, and each of them had a good skill. Now, there were wolves behind and tigers on the side!

As the footsteps of both sides became closer, their faces looked a little ugly.

The two of them ran forward in a hurry. At this time, a call came from behind: "Hurry up! Come on! They are right in front! His grandma, if the boy ran away this time, no one will have good results!"
Chapter completed!