183 Kill Lin Qinglang

The monk is not an ordinary person, and his broken leg will be disabled. For them, as long as he is still alive, the general injury can recover as before, but the lower body is somewhat beyond this range. Once damaged, it is difficult to repair it as before.

Therefore, after thoroughly killing Bai Hongtu after a lot of hardships, Lin Qinglang sighed and was about to relax. Suddenly, he felt the pain in his lower body and couldn't stand it. He shouted in his heart for fear that he would really be invalidated. From then on, he was no longer male.

Thinking of this, he didn't dare to delay, let alone untie his trousers to check in front of Hongxiu and Xiao Mei.

"It's okay." He was relieved: "It's just a broken one. After a good period of time, you can recover as before."

Xiao Mei and Hong Xiu did not blush as he expected, but looked at the pond with an unbelievable face.

"Damn it, Wang Fan is still so reluctant to die. It seems that he has to kill him as soon as he plays, so as not to cause trouble by his side." He cursed secretly, but also looked into the pond with their eyes.

At this look, he was scared to death.

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Wang Fan was hit by two swords in a row, one was abandoned Dantian, and the other was pierced through his heart and lungs. No matter which sword was enough, he was enough to kill anyone. He was not a god. Of course, he was inevitably on the verge of death. However, although he almost did not breathe, he did not die immediately. It was not how hard his life was, but that he had a lot in his body. Ginseng essence.

Since ancient times, ginseng has had the effect of hanging life. Some rich people drink ginseng soup every day when they are terminally ill, so that they can live longer for a few days.

And those ginseng are just a hundred-year-old and a thousand-year-old product. The essence is limited, but it still has a hanging effect. It can be imagined that the whole body essence of an old man who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years is how strong the hanging effect is.

Therefore, although Lin Qinglang sentenced Wang Fan to death, he still lived tenaciously.

The magic mirror seems to know that although he is almost breathless, his life is not in danger. When he lies down and floats in the pond, he still rotates slowly, but the effect slowly appears. Dantian, which has been pierced and abandoned, begins to have a trace of spiritual power. Although the spiritual power penetrates into the flesh and blood as soon as it appears, it is right The recovery of the injury has played a huge role.

Wang Fan's major skill is the wood system's "Dead Wood Meets Spring", which means that even a piece of dead wood can take root and sprout in spring under the moisture of the aura generated by this skill, which shows how strong its recovery of vitality is.

With the repair of this spiritual power, his Dantian slowly recovered, and the wound that penetrated his chest gradually healed.

In fact, no matter how strong the wood spiritual healing ability is, it can't cure such a serious injury in such a short time, but if the old ginseng essence is added to the wood spiritual power, it is impossible to become possible.

So when the time passed, after Lin Qinglang finally killed Bai Hongtu, Wang Fan also recovered a little and woke up from a coma.

He was stabbed in Dantian's chest. It was supposed to fall down from the sky. However, he was in the water. When Lin Qinglang pulled out the spiritual sword, he struggled to make him lie down in the water. So as soon as he was conscious, he felt very depressed and couldn't help moving his body.

Hongxiu and Xiao Mei thought that they could not escape this disaster. They would not only die, but also suffer all kinds of humiliation before they died. If they could, they could wait to commit suicide, but Lin Qinglang had foreseen this for a long time and could not open their imprisoned mouths, not to mention the difficult thing of suicide.

Seeing that the only hope they escaped was that Bai Hongtu was killed, Hongxiu and Xiao Mei looked at each other, their eyes were tearful, and their hearts were like ashes.

But at this moment, Xiao Mei broke through and caught a glimpse of Wang Fan's body in the pond, which surprised her and couldn't help staring at it and looking carefully.

Although Hongxiu was heartbroken, his instinctive quick reaction was not lost. After discovering Xiao Mei's abnormality, he also looked at it. Sure enough, he felt that Wang Fan's body was moving: "Is it because of the fluctuation of water?" Her heart beat fast, but she still couldn't believe it.

Wang Fan felt more depressed in a daze. His body twisted more and more fiercely, but his mind was dizzy and forgot what happened before the coma. He couldn't help thinking secretly: "Why are you so stuffy? Where am I? Can the Wolf King still chase him?

Thinking of this, he flashed his mind and suddenly opened his eyes. He recalled the whole process of the matter. His heart suddenly jumped and stood up.

"Wang Fan, you're not dead yet!" Hongxiu finally broke through the shackles of Lin Qinglang and shouted excitedly. Then she burst into tears and cried loudly. There was no such a little high-ranking fairy.

Although Xiao Mei is still in bondage, she also has tears in her eyes and shows ecstasy.

Lin Qinglang was stunned.

As soon as he noticed that Hongxiu and Xiao's eyebrows were not right, he looked at the pond. Unexpectedly, Wang Fan's "body" suddenly stood up, which scared him and almost fainted: "What's going on? Fraudulent corpse?!"

Wang Fan was killed by himself. Two swords can be fatal, and since then, he has explored Wang Fan's breath. It is indeed nothing, and even his body has become stiff.

So he will never believe that Wang Fan is not dead.

"Who dares to borrow the corpse to return the soul?" As long as it was not Wang Fan's resurrection, what else would he be afraid of? Then he shouted, not only to confirm the identity of the comer, but also to embolden himself.

"Borrow the corpse to return the soul?" Although Wang Fan woke up, his injury was not completely healed. Hearing his shout, he couldn't help touching his faintly painful chest and Dantian. He sneered and said, "If I use the corpse to return the soul, why should I borrow this body? Isn't the one around you very good? Bai Hongtu, it turns out that you are not dead, haha!"

He said a few words fiercely, and suddenly his idea turned to Bai Hongtu and said that he was not dead, which scared Lin Qinglang.

"Ouch!" Lin Qinglang is like a mouse that has been stepped on its tail. He doesn't know where the strength comes from. He jumped up, raised his spiritual sword and stabbed Bai Hongtu's body: "What a white Hongtu, I know you won't die so easily. You dare to pretend to be a ghost with me. I'll stab you to death, stab you to death!"

He said crazily and attacked continuously, stabbing Bai Hongtu's body into a hornet's nest.

Wang Fan curled the corners of his mouth and felt that his joke was a little too much. Although he had not been in harmony with Bai Hongtu, he didn't have to waste the body so much.

But when he turned to think about it, he felt that his idea was wrong: "People were killed by Lin Qinglang, and the body was also ruined by him. How can I do it too much? My heart is still too soft, otherwise I wouldn't have suffered such a big loss."

He blamed himself and walked slowly to the shore.

Dantian's injury has not recovered, and he dares not use his spiritual power for the time being, but fortunately, his strength has recovered a lot. He thinks that killing Lin Qinglang is not a problem.

"What do you want to do?" Lin Qinglang was out of breath, and his strength that had just recovered was exhausted. At this moment, he was even a little shaky and unstable: "I am a senior in the middle of foundation. I have a high position in the Lingxiao Pavilion. Do you dare to deal with me? Do you still want to live? The leader will never forgive you if he knows it!"

"It's a pity that Master Ling doesn't know!" Wang Fan showed a sneer, pinched the dragon-killing blade in his hand, and slowly walked to him: "You know, I think you have actually stained the name of the dragon-killing blade."

"Don't kill me, Wang Fan, don't kill me." Lin Qinglang's face was pale, and there were two battles. Under Wang Fan's anger, he finally stood unsteady and fell to the ground: "In fact, I don't want to kill you at all. This task is completely ordered by Ling Yuntian, and Hongxiu also knows it. Yes, yes, she also knows that the leader once told her alone. Don't kill me. I have said it. "

He was incoherent, crying with tears and runny nose.

Wang Fan was stunned and couldn't help turning his head to look at Hongxiu. Her words and deeds on the road also appeared in his mind. In an moment, she knew that she did know the conspiracy of the trip for a long time.

"Wang Fan, I'm sorry, this is really not my intention. I don't want to hurt anyone!"

Hongxiu didn't know whether she was afraid or really regretful. She shook her head with despair and cried. Wang Fan looked a little pitiful.

But he didn't want to make the same mistake again. Then he hardened his heart, nodded coldly, and said to himself, "This woman is also an untrustworthy person. This time, don't be overdoing and stay away immediately."

"Wang Fan, please forgive me, or you will have to kill the red sleeve. You are reluctant, right?" Lin Qinglang didn't know what he was thinking. He cried and suddenly came up with such a ridiculous reason, and then he was happy: "If you don't want to kill Hongxiu, you can't kill me, right? Haha!"

Wang Fan shook his head and didn't want to talk to him anymore. He snorted coldly, "No", raised his sword and cut off his head.