Chapter 8 Sacrifice to me and give you strength, may I wish?

In this case, just fight for your own life! Lin Feng looked at his quiet and sleeping father behind him with nostalgia, smiled, and his tender face was full of tenderness. A few abnormal flushes appeared on his pale face.

The three forces in the meridians operate crazily at the same time. They fought with each other and continued to grow, wantonly tearing up Lin Feng's thick and tough meridians, like three crazy madmen attacking each other, unscrupulous and unreasonable.

There were several very small cracks in the meridians, and the three forces rushed to these small cracks like flies tinging egg cracks, constantly biting and tearing them and expanding them.

Lin Feng's meridians were soon tattered and bloody, and the three forces became more and more presumptuous. There was a momentum of destroying all his meridians and directly raging all over his body.

Lin Feng couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, without exception, and the blood was absorbed by the broken sword. He is getting weaker and weaker.

He is shaky, and the situation in his body is getting more and more dilapidated. His meridians are intermittent and become a rubbish existence.

Looking at the eagerness of the distance, the bloodthirsty white wolf seemed to rush up again. Lin Feng, who was extremely weak, was not afraid. On the contrary, he smiled gently, as if he had used all his strength to lift the dagger in his hand.

The broken sword points to the sky, dark and cold as ice, silent and solemn as autumn water.

"Oh!" Lin Feng gently roared a syllable in his mouth, but it sounded like thunder on the flat ground.

It is extremely magical. With this simple syllable, the golden sea of Lin Feng's sea of knowledge flowed out a golden stream and penetrated into the original weak silk line, which was golden.

The encirclement of the strong silk threads pulls the other two forces, and gradually there is a tendency to merge together.

Lin Feng did not make them merge, but suddenly waved his sword and fiercely split the broken-legged white wolf when he surrounded the other two forces with golden silk threads. Resolute and decisive, leaving no room, just like the previous forest like the sea.

Three forces gushed out and brutally ravaged along the meridians. The meridians were soon ravaged into a pile of scum. Lin Feng's body was densely covered with small blood beads and became a bloody man.

And when these three forces waved along Lin Feng's right hand, his right arm directly exploded countless small wounds, and white bones and red flesh and blood were faintly visible.

Lin Feng ignored it and just split the sword, the sword of the Lin family, the man's sword.

The white wolf looked at the rolling black sword light and cursed in his heart. Which family's bastards can do this kind of thing that hurts the enemy a thousand and loses 800, and they roll in one after another.

Fortunately, this little guy doesn't have the strength of any old guy. The white wolf was happy and jumped awkwardly. Finally, he dodged most of the sword light, but was wiped by a small black sword light.

"Hum!" The white wolf looked at the broken Lin Feng and sneered at the corners of his mouth to see what else you could pose.

"No!" The white wolf's face changed greatly, and he suddenly felt that the black sword light did not seem to be so simple.

A cold sword constantly shuttled through its body and drilled along its meridians towards its sea of knowledge. All the way, it was like a broken bamboo, and the demon in its body could not resist it for a moment.

"What is this!?" The white wolf's hair was creepy, and he quickly concentrated all his mind to drive the cold out of his body. Rao took a lot of demon yuan to drive it away. Its body still feels paralyzed, and the operation of the demon yuan is much more sluggish.

"What a strange boy!" The white wolf was terr astonied and determined to get rid of the father and son. Otherwise, if they grow up, they will settle accounts with themselves after a long time. At that time, it will be a knife for the fish and meat.

Step by step towards Lin Feng and Lin Ruhai, the white wolf's murderous intention slowly climbed, and his eyes became more and more bloodthirsty.

Lin Feng looked at the broken-legged white wolf, closed his eyes demoralizedly, and smiled bitterly in his heart. Is it still not possible?

Even if you ignore the broken meridians, will the full blow of the road of practice still have no effect in the future?

He moved his body with difficulty and stood in front of his father Lin Ruhai. Lin Feng looked at the approaching white wolf and felt the increasingly bloody murderous intention. He thought of his father who entered the floor outside the mountain regardless of himself, thought of his mother who was quietly waiting for himself and his father to return home safely, thought of the unruly and mysterious drunken grandfather, and suddenly calmed down with a peaceful face.

A calm breath emanates from Lin Feng's body and quietly echoes in this empty and bloody valley.

The tyrannical, bloody and bloodthirsty in the eyes of the white wolf with broken legs suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a kind of joke and play.

It quietly walked to Lin Feng, looked at him condescendingly, and suddenly crossed him and rushed to Lin Ruhai.

Lin Feng was anxious and awkwardly blocked, and his thin body hit the white wolf's burly and strong body.

There is no doubt that Lin Feng spit blood and draws a very embarrassing arc that is not beautiful.

The white wolf's only remaining three limbs stepped heavily on his body, and the huge wolf's head approached Lin Feng's head, and his mouth kept spewing a bloody smell, and his scarlet tongue kept spinning on his face.

Looking at Lin Feng's raised throat knot, the white wolf opened his mouth and was about to bite down. Its cold, sharp and cold teeth even felt the tender and smooth fragrance of Lin Feng's skin.

However, it stopped unexpectedly and jokingly looked at the teenager in front of him who was extremely brave at the previous moment, but his eyes were closed at this time, and had other plans in his heart.

Anyway, I have no hope of promotion. Anyway, I have no hope of hegemony. The white wolf, who already has human thinking, pulled out a ferocious smile from the corners of his mouth, so let me play with you as a little interest that you brought me disaster.

The white wolf jumped lightly off Lin Feng's body and watched Lin Feng open his eyes again before he made a slight momentum to rush to Lin Ruhai.

Lin Feng was very anxious. Despite his dilapidated body, he hurriedly got up to stop him.

"Plop..." Lin Feng hit the ground heavily, and his body became more and more dilapidated.

The white wolf fights again.

The forest wind is blocked again.

"Dong..." A trace of blood flowed from the corners of Lin Feng's mouth again, against his pale face becoming paler and pale as frost.

The white wolf is playing more and more happily, the speed is getting faster and faster, and the strength is slowly increasing.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth and insisted, desperately stopping again and again. The oil ran out and the lamp withered and the wax torch turned into ashes.

Finally, Lin Feng's dilapidated body could no longer stop the increasingly powerful white wolf, and it rushed straight to Lin Ruhai.

Like Lin Ruhai in a sleeping state, weak as Lin Ruhai as a child, and Lin Feng's father Lin Ruhai.

There was a trace of despair in Lin Feng's eyes, but it became cruel and tenacious in an instant. He suddenly rushed forward, hugged one of the white wolf's hind legs fiercely, pulled it hard, and even bit its hind legs fiercely with his teeth.

The white wolf was in pain, turned his head and jumped onto Lin Feng's body. His knife-like teeth bit Lin Feng's left arm fiercely and tore it hard.

It hurts to the bone, but Lin Feng's pale face showed a smile.

Finally stopped it. After all, my father is safe. Even if it is temporary safe. Even a moment of safety.

Star-like wounds were gradually added to his body, and a large amount of blood gushed out of Lin Feng's dilapidated body and scrambling. Lin Feng's consciousness gradually became numb, and his consciousness seemed to fall into a confused place.

"Are you going to die?" Lin Feng's consciousness was like an outsider, floating emptyly over his dilapidated body, watching the white wolf bite his flesh and blood little by little without pain.

"I consumed my whole body's strength, regardless of the broken body and regardless of the consequences. Or can't you kill the white wolf and protect your father?" His consciousness looked at his father in a coma in the distance and was very unwilling.

"Ah! It hurts." This strong unwillingness actually restored him to consciousness and felt the heartbreaking pain again.

"There must be another way!" Lin Feng subconsciously bit the back leg of the white wolf that was still held in his arms, and a bloody but sweet blood penetrated into his mouth, which made him feel more and more painful.

The white wolf was in pain, looked at him coldly, and dragged him to Lin Ruhai.

"No!" Lin Feng was in a hurry, and the strength in his mouth increased a little, but the white wolf was indifferent.

"Ah!!" Lin Feng loosened his mouth and roared loudly, like a wounded lone wolf, with a hoarse and horrible voice.

"With your soul, devout flesh and blood; the disaster of a hundred generations, the body of all generations; sacrifice to me and worship my body; give you strength, can you wish?" A mysterious voice of vicissitudes suddenly sounded in Lin Feng's mind, full of strangeness and an unquestionable magic.

Lin Feng was stunned and subconsciously stopped roaring like a night owl.

The white wolf still staggered and seemed to hear nothing.

"With your soul, devout flesh and blood; the disaster of a hundred generations, the body of all generations; sacrifice to me and worship my body; give you strength, can you wish?" The mysterious voice did not urge, but repeated over and over again. The vicissitudes of life drifted for a long time on his empty and dark sea of knowledge.

"With your soul, devout flesh and blood; the disaster of a hundred generations, the body of all generations; sacrifice to me and worship my body; give you strength, can you wish?" Lin Feng subconsciously repeated, his eyes full of confusion and surprise, as well as a kind of overwhelmed fear.

The white wolf's eyes rose fiercely, and the unconscious Lin Ruhai was in front of him, like a fat lamb sleeping.

"With your soul, devout flesh and blood; the disaster of a hundred generations, the body of all generations; sacrifice to me and worship my body; give you strength, can you wish?" The voice is low, but there is a fear that people want to turn around and escape, as if it is hell, the greatest horror.

"I do." Looking at the white wolf and biting his father, Lin Feng's eyes dripped blood. It is a great shame that he has been kissed by a wolf. He does not allow his father to repeat his mistakes and does not allow his father to be bullied and played by the white wolf.

He stared at the broken-legged white wolf, bit his lower lip hard, and said firmly word by word, "With my soul, devout flesh and blood; the disaster of a hundred generations, the body of all generations; sacrifice to you and worship you; give me strength to kill this white wolf!" A drop of blood dripped down, like a precious red pearl, slowly falling from his lips.

"Boom!" Lin Feng's head seemed to have been opened a door, and the boundless darkness poured in, with black moon and stars, strange black magic flowers, and boundless black rivers. He fell into a coma in an instant.

"Save my father and kill this white wolf!" On the eve of coma, Lin Feng said word by word.

Drops of gorgeous and sad blood dripped down his chin, adding an inexplicable sadness and desolation to the blue grass.