Lin Kunkun thinks that he is not a good person, but he can't do such a murderous thing. Besides, Lin Kunkun didn't think that these two people would be slaughtered by them after they were seriously injured, which cultivator didn't have the stunt of pressing the bottom of the box, if this last stunt was to die with the enemy, then he didn't want to throw his life here now! This is not a matter of probability and gambling, but Lin Kunkun is sure that the other party must have such an ability.

"Are you awake?" Lin Kunyan pretended to be dazed and ignorant, of course he couldn't show that he knew that they were from the Great Lei Yin Temple.

"You...... What are you...... "The two monks on the stretcher seemed to feel that it was a great embarrassment for them to be placed with the Indian, and they tried to move their bodies and struggled to get up, but after trying for a while, they could not succeed. I have no choice but to give up.

The question was asked by a man with a pale face, as if he had not seen the sun in a long time. His appearance was very handsome, handsome like a woman, and there was this crimson birthmark in the center of his eyebrows, as if blood had coagulated on it, almost dripping. His injuries seemed to be milder, at least not like those of his companions, and although he was conscious, he could not say a word when he opened his mouth a few times. I didn't take a breath, I rolled my eyes and passed out again.

"We, hehe! We are passers-by, and when we saw that you were seriously injured, we saved you!" Lin Kunyan said perfunctorily, approaching them and squatting down, as if to check their injuries.

"Yes, thank you so much!" the white man's tone was very gentle, and he didn't know if it was because he was too seriously injured or if his personality was gentle. Lin Kunkun guessed that it should be the latter, because when his life entered the other party's body, he obviously felt that there was a true element in the other party's body that was not weaker than his own, repairing his body little by little. can't help but be a spirit, it seems that the other party already has the ability to act. As for why he is still lying there like that, I'm afraid it's because I don't know the current situation, and I want to try my best to recover more.

Thinking of this, Lin Kunyan felt a cold sweat, but fortunately he didn't have the idea of killing them. Otherwise, now, even if he won't be better in the end, then he and the others will not have the possibility of survival.

"Hehe!" Although he heard doubts about the kind of explanation he said from the other party's mouth, Lin Kunyan didn't explain either. The life in his body was also stingy towards the other party's body, and with the help of Lin Kunyan's life, his face first became even paler. Soon, a flush rose, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth as the blush that seemed to have been overapplied became more and more vibrant.

But after this mouthful of blood spurted out, the white man's internal injuries seemed to be much better, at least he was able to struggle to support his body. looked at Lin Kunkun in surprise, as if he was sighing at the mystery and strength of Lin Kunkun's life.

Seeing that the other party was much better, Lin Kunyan put his hand off his body and put it on the black-faced monk beside him. There was some slander in my heart, these two monks were really strange, one was white and pure like a woman, and the other was dark like a black man. If it weren't for the fact that the other party was a Yanhuang cultivator in terms of appearance and figure, Lin Kunkun would even suspect that he was an authentic person from the Left Dao Buddhism. That kind of swarthyness is worse than the red-robed man on the stretcher, and in the dark night without lights, if this guy wants to do any illegal things, he can even save the money to buy night clothes!

The time was not very long, and the black-faced monk also woke up again with the help of Lin Kunyan. He wasn't able to sit up like his companions, but he was able to communicate, and it seemed that the injury wouldn't get better in a while, but now it was at least a little more stable, and there was no need to worry about his life!

After continuously treating the Dapeng Bird and the white-faced and black-faced monk, even with Lin Kunyan's profound and long True Yuan, he was a little unbearable, after all, this life was different from his source qi, and he was full of toughness, but it couldn't last. After resting for about an hour, Lin Kunyan eased up. And during the time that Lin Kunkun was cross-legged, Yang Jun and Lu Bai also seized the time to cultivate, because Lin Kunkun's progress speed also made them feel the pressure. They understood that if they wanted to follow Lin Kunkun all the time, they must not be able to have too bad cultivation, just like in the previous battle, they actually didn't contribute too much. Both of them have strong personalities, and that feeling of powerlessness makes them extremely aggrieved. So in the time that followed, they were also racing against time and did not dare to slack off.

The two white and black monks were obviously not talkative people, not to mention that under the current situation, what could be more important than resuming cultivation! So under such circumstances, there was no communication between them at this hour, which was also unexpected by Lin Kunkun. When Lin Kunyan's body adjusted to its peak, knowing that it was such a situation, he felt like he was vomiting blood, and he unconsciously began to miss Lei Hanzhu a little.

If Lei Hanzhu was there, then Lin Kunyan had no doubt that he would not let go of such a good opportunity. Don't talk about the identities of the other party, the reason for the injury, etc., even what color underwear the other party is wearing now can be touched by Lei Hanzhu.

Shaking his head, Lin Kunyan had a funny feeling about his thoughts. Everyone has their own advantages and strengths, how can they force Yang Jun to be the same as Lu Bai and Lei Hanzhu!

Looking at the golden Dapeng, although its breath had stabilized, it still hadn't woken up, and it seemed that its injuries were far more serious than those of the people who beat the Thunder Yin Temple. Looking at the black-and-white monk who was immersed in his own recovery, Lin Kunkun's eyes were thoughtful. Just as he was about to concoct the only person he had not treated, he was stopped by the white-faced monk, and it seemed that he felt saved when Lin Kunyan got up.

"Are you enemies?" asked Lin Kunyan knowingly.

"That's right, so I don't want you to save him!" said the white-faced monk solemnly, his personal experience just now made him understand how magical the aura in Lin Kunyan's body was! Not to mention the flesh and bones, but it can also make the dying cultivator have the ability to breathe......

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(Tianjin)