"you......"

The middle-aged man wanted to retort, but had nothing to say. He could only step forward and squat next to his son, watching helplessly to see if he showed any signs of waking up.

Finally, the young man's face began to turn rosy, and his body gradually became warmer. The middle-aged man was very excited and wanted to hug his son, but now he learned the lesson and stretched out his hand and retracted it.

He didn't seem to dare to take action. He also understood that this was his own son. Fang Fang finally rescued him. He didn't know whether he could move or not. If he really couldn't move, wouldn't it be a disaster if he really took action?

What a failure! If you harm your own son, isn't that a fool?

Just when the middle-aged man was at a loss and didn't know what to do, Fang Fang woke up. He stood up slowly and saw the middle-aged man standing aside. The man looked at him, as if he wanted to ask something, but he couldn't.

He looked like I didn't dare to ask.

"Your son is fine. He can go home when he wakes up!"

Fang Fang said lightly.

The middle-aged man suddenly became very excited after hearing this. He rushed to his son and was about to hug his son. Then he stood up and returned to the equation as if he remembered something.

, bowed deeply towards him.

"Thank you...thank you!"

He was indeed thanking him from the bottom of his heart. After thanking him, he came to his son, picked up his son and walked towards the pavilion. After placing his son on the bench of the pavilion, he sat aside

He kept waiting for his son to wake up.

"You only care about your son and not your wife?"

The little patrol member just looked down upon this middle-aged man, so all his actions could be found wrong in the eyes of the little patrol member.

"I......"

The man was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked in the direction of the equation. He saw that the equation had already arrived in front of his wife, ready to save people.

The man looked at his son who was still awake, then gritted his teeth, stood up and walked towards his wife.

The equation doesn't matter. He doesn't care about the relationship between the person he wants to save and other people. He only cares about whether the person he wants to save can be saved. Others... have nothing to do with him.

The people who had died were revived one by one by Fang Fang. Everyone sat in the corner of the yard, under the wall, looking straight at Fang Fang who was still rescuing people, with expressions of admiration and gratitude on their faces.

He was told by others that he was dead, but was still saved by Equation. This feeling of escaping from death is really strange and impactful.

After more than an hour, all the people who could be saved were saved by the equation. The remaining servants and maids had been dead for too long, and the spiritual energy that originally belonged to them in their bodies had been completely exhausted.

Equations are really powerless against them.

So Fang Fang let out a long sigh of relief, and then remembered to turn his head to take a look at Yuan Yue. He saw Yuan Yue sitting leisurely on a stone bench nearby. He found a teapot and teacup from somewhere, and actually made some water.

I had a pot of tea and sat there drinking it happily.

Fang Fang curled up his lips, raised his feet and walked in the direction of Yuan Yue.

"Can I ask for a cup of tea?"

  p; Equation looked pitifully at Yuan Yue like an abandoned puppy.

Yuan Yue rolled her eyes at Fang Fang, then seemed to be reluctant to pour a cup of tea for Fang Fang and handed it to him.

"Who will show you how miserable you are? You must know that it is impossible for me to feel sorry for you!"

Yuan Yue said stiffly while drinking tea.

"I know, I know, I don't feel bad, definitely not at all."

Fang Fang drank the tea with a smile and acknowledged what Yuan Yue said. Isn't it that he doesn't feel distressed? If he did, why not add ginseng tablets to restore physical strength to the tea?

Fang Fang drank tea happily, enjoying Yuan Yue's care that he didn't mean.

"Hey, why don't you go ask that lunatic for information about the mastermind behind the scenes? He's about to die..."

While Yuan Yue was drinking tea, she pointed in the direction of the madman. Only then did Fang Fang remember that such a person existed, so he immediately turned his head and looked over, only to see the miserable appearance of the madman at this moment.

It's really miserable. Less than two hours have passed. The man who was a complete madman just now is already covered with scars. His body is filled with sticky, bright red liquid, and that

It was a mixture of melted body components and oozing blood. The lunatic no longer screamed, but curled up on the ground, groaning in pain, and occasionally letting out unbearable wails.

He endured the gradual melting of his body for life. This kind of pain could not be felt by others and could not be imagined. The family of the middle-aged man in the yard had already left. Their whole family had returned to normal, so it was really hard to watch the scene in front of them.

The miserable situation in the yard, so I said hello to Fang Fang and others early and went home.

But even though the only people left in the courtyard were the members of the city patrol team, Lu Yanlin, and the guards of the city lord's palace, it was still difficult for everyone to fully accept this scene.

"This man... was poisoned by that medicine?"

Lu Yanlin walked to Fang Fang, looked at the lunatic's miserable state, and asked in a low voice.

"Well, it's been a backlash! It's harming others and myself. I really can't figure out what the meaning of this kind of poison is!"

Fang Fang shook his head, showing his incomprehension.

"well!"

After hearing what Fang Fang said, Yuan Yue shook her head, stood up and looked at the madman.

"Actually, witchcraft was originally developed to save people. It is actually a kind of medical skill. The so-called witch doctor is a doctor who knows how to use witchcraft to cure diseases and save people. But...

....When some things are powerful, there will always be people who want to use them to do other things for personal gain. So...many things in witchcraft are produced. Witchcraft is a kind of

These techniques are relatively evil, so when many people study them, they will find many more evil and even more dangerous things. But these things can satisfy some of their desires in a certain way, so...

..These dangerous things came into being, and...were passed down from generation to generation.”

Speaking of this, Yuan Yue is actually very helpless. There are all kinds of witchcraft and there is no definite conclusion. There are many things... and she is also helpless.
Chapter completed!