Chapter 9 God's Crossing

Ling Qingping thought that his son's life was in danger, so he couldn't care so much! He still summoned up his courage and greeted the female doctor: "A parent is concerned about his son's safety and wants to see what's going on? Don't worry, doctor, I just bumped into it. I'm really sorry. I'm really sorry!"

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Everyone can understand. Poor parents all over the world. Those who are parents are regarded as children as treasures!"

"Yes! In a bridge cave next to Fenglei Community, there is an old couple. The two old people have finally raised six children. However, six children can't support two old people. These younger people lack filial piety and lose their wisdom and morality. It's really chilling!"

"Don't be too much for this! There is a filial son on the head of the stick and an evil son on the head of the chopsticks. This is a little reasonable.

"Feng'er, what's wrong with him?"

"The patient looks a little pale, but there is not much hope of waking up."

"Can you go in and visit the patient? It's reassuring to take a look"

"You can't enter the emergency room to visit patients for the time being. There is a sterile ward inside. After a week, it will be normal. After transferring to the general ward, you need the service of your family."

"Hmm! Got it. Don't worry if Feng'er is fine! Thank you for the doctor's all-out treatment. Fang'er, go home and take a nap to refresh yourself. Damn it, let's go to work!" Ling Qingping took his wife's arm and walked towards the gate of the hospital.

Xia Chunxi's eyes turned red, and he followed her husband out of the hospital and went to work.

Ling Fangcao hesitated for a moment and sat still sitting on the bench. After a moment, she stood up and walked out of the hospital and took the bus home.

Ling Feng is lying in the emergency room with the disease**. His condition has not deteriorated much. However, he has no sense of awakening and is still in a coma...

For a week, Ling Feng turned to the ordinary ward and lived alone in a room, relying on nutrition and juice to maintain his life.

Ling Qingping, Xia Chunxi and Ling Fangcao came to the First People's Hospital to visit and accompany Ling Feng.

The three of the Ling family looked at Ling Feng, who was lying sick. As soon as he passed by Death, his face was still rosy and he was asleep.

The Ling family looked at the sleeping Ling Feng, and their hearts fell into the ice tank and were about to form ice pimples.

From then on, Ling Feng slept in the hospital and became a vegetable, relying on the straw to transport the juice to maintain the indepletion of his organs.

Ling Feng's meat was lying in the hospital. His soul left his body, but he became a ghost on the first floor and flew into the fantasy door to another world.

"Puff!" Ling Feng threw him into a underground dungeon. He opened his eyes and saw that a young man with hair appeared in front of him, no more than himself, looking at himself with his eyes!

Ling Feng couldn't help but be shocked. His heart beat wildly, and his heart jumped straight to his throat, hoping to jump out of his mouth.

"Hey! You... Who are you? Why did you live in the underground dungeon? When Ling Feng saw the man's scum on his face, he stared and asked.

"Are you Ling Feng?" The young man didn't answer the question.

"Oh! How did you know? What's wrong with the prophet? Ling Feng was choked and bored. He listened to the man's tone as if he had known him for a long time.

"You are from the 21st century! This is the Kangxi period of the 16th century, no more than a year, no less than 500 years!"

"There was a humane. Five hundred years ago, we were a family. Are you also surnamed Ling Wa!"

"Good! What a family!"

"Wow! What a coincidence."

"The universe is vast, and there are all the strange things in the world. Maybe there are more strange things ahead!"

"Is this true?"

"Then there will be a fake!"

"Does this mean? The Ling family will appear frequently in the future, which is amazing!"

"Really, you have to remember that God will give a great responsibility to the people! First of all, you must work hard on your muscles and bones, starve your body and skin, empty your body, and mess up with what you do, so you must be tempted to endure your surname and gain what you can't do. Take your body odor!"

"Hmm! Listen to the teachings of the elders.

"You can teach children! The three Ling is one, the universe is invincible, and the world is the hero. You are the only one. In this underground water prison, it is not the place to climb up. Get out quickly!"

The young man with hair folded his hands in a circle, a strong wind gathered, and the air turned around in a swirl, holding the peak from the water and rising up quickly.

Ling Feng shouted in a hurry, "Grandpa, who the hell are you? The younger generation has lived in this strange city from the future. Naturally, his eyes are dark, and no one knows who? What should I do if I go out?

"You don't have to ask too much. You can't vent your own knowledge. After that, you can go out and make a living alone!"

Ling Feng thought the same. He had never been intimidated by difficulties. He had amazing perseverance. He took the opportunity to change and was at ease. He thought about it and was thrown out of the underground water prison.

Ling Feng rushed into the air and fell straight to the ground later. He stood firmly on his feet and looked at it. This was a magnificent mansion with a plaque on the gate: the words "Jinling Palace".

I don't know who the young man is? Oh! It is recorded in Ling's genealogy. As soon as I checked it, I knew it. I got into the fantasy door and couldn't find a way out. How could I get out?

It's okay. I'm not a martial arts champion! With all his skills, the young man with hair was rescued from the underground dungeon. Isn't this riddle solved?

Ling Feng read the self-belly scriptures. Unexpectedly, he waved his hands and kicked his feet and punched them out. Although there was a thunderous momentum, he did not have a strong power. He became a mortal. He had the ability to save the young man with hair! Now, it is difficult to protect yourself. It needs to be re-worked into a kung fu. Let's talk about it then! Thinking of this, hehe! I can't help laughing.

Ling Feng, wearing a T-shirt and a pair of jeans, stood at the gate of the "Jinling Palace". He showed a obsessive look and looked at this elegant classical building.

"Hi! The exotic people who came there stood in front of me strangely, which was not only eye-catching, but also full of scenery. Get out of here!" The bodyguard of the royal palace saw a dull man, cut off a braid on his head and shaved his head. Such a strange dress, standing at the gate of the palace was unsightly and suspected of being immoral and unconventional. He scolded angrily.

Ling Feng saw that he was a Qing Dynasty bodyguard, with a braid on the back of his head. The man said angrily, and he said without thinking, "Huh! Your boy is dressed as a Qing Dynasty man. He is rigid. Seeing that I am dressed in a fashionable way, I get jealous!"

"Kid, don't be the third in your mouth. It's itchy and arrogant, or the bones and hair are raised. Otherwise, I've been rude for a long time. I'll give you a tight body of bones. It's okay to look at a person dressed as an alien! Don't get out of here. Don't poke your breath in front of your eyes.

Ling Feng and the bodyguard are not common. Besides, they are not of the same generation. His temperament and self-restraint are very different, so he no longer ignores them. He turned around and walked to the street.

The ancient buildings in Jinling City shuttle with pedestrians, which seems to be a little incongruous and a little out of place.

Ling Feng couldn't say what it was. He came to a street and enjoyed the ancient and classical scenery...

The ancient capital of the six dynasties of Jinling is the first city in the waters of the Yangtze River in the south of the Yangtze River. It is also a transportation hub connecting the north and south. It is also a gathering place for dignitaries and rich merchants. It is also a place for peddlers and pawns. It is also a place where three education and nine streams and a variety of families live. It is also a hiding place for green forest thieves and thieves. Qin Zhun River The scene of catharsis is no less than that of Shanghai.