"Shhhh......h

Leaning on the boulder to sit still, Mo Xie began to slowly recuperate his body, I have to say that his luck was good, Fang Cai's explosion only caused minor injuries to his organs, and as for the meridians, they were directly blown off several times.

The injury of the organs is trivial, with the recovery ability of the 'Dragon Bloodline', Mo Ye can completely stand up and jump around at this moment, and the injuries on the meridians are more troublesome.

For a martial artist, if the meridians are broken, then his life will be over, because the meridians are almost impossible to heal.

Unless you can get some heavenly and earthly treasures, or you can get the help of the great power among the cultivators.

But Mo Xie has the Holy Book in hand, and it is only a matter of minutes to repair this 'small injury'.

However, he did not redeem the repair.

Because he found something very interesting.

"Shhhh......h

Mo Xie sat with his eyes closed, sweat constantly oozing from his forehead, and his whole body was already soaked, looking like he had gone for another long-distance run.

"Almost...... Almost...... Stretch it a little longer!hiss......"

With his eyes closed, a slight murmur came out of Mo Ye's mouth.

His brow furrowed, the muscles on his face twisted slightly, and it was evident that he was in great pain, and after a while, his whole body trembled.

What the hell is going on?!

"Whew!"

After trembling extremably, Mo Ye suddenly fell forward and pressed his cheek against the cold stone face.

This posture is too beautiful to see.

"The first ...... That's it!"

He had a smile on his face that was distorted by pain.

That's right, this crazy guy is forcibly repairing the meridians by himself!

With his senses, he found out the broken meridians, and then used his telekinesis to forcibly connect the two broken sides together, but this was useless, and the broken meridians did not show the slightest sign of healing.

And every time Mo Xie withdrew the mental power acting on them, the broken pair separated again, like a broken bar magnet, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't restore it by pure physical means.

After splicing it a few times, Mo Xie became angry, and he was ruthless and directly tied the two sides of the break together.

Well, to put it bluntly, he knotted the meridians like ropes - and they were dead knots.

This is the inspiration that Mo Xie got from an old domestic movie, in the movie, the male pig's feet were dealt with after the tendons were cut off, and what is more curious is that it can really be used after such treatment......

That's right, that movie is called "King of Force"......

In line with the idea of 'big deal to exchange for repair', Mo Xie learned from Comrade Liwang and came to draw a gourd in the same way.

After tying up, Mo Xie tried his luck, hey, don't say it, the true qi really flowed through - it just can't flow back after it flows......

"Whew!"

In an instant, a blood arrow shot out of thin air between Mo Ye's waist and abdomen.

"Well...... Holy Scriptures...... Fix it for me......"

Those who know the times are Junjie, and Mo Xie's casual clothes are soft at the moment.

A pillar of white light fell from the sky, but in a moment, the injuries on Mo Ye's body had recovered.

"Alas...... If I continue to practice like this, when I have the strength to go back and settle accounts with those guys, I guess the daylilies will be cold......"

Mo Xie sighed, he really didn't dare to guess what kind of treatment his old people in Pumice Town were suffering at this moment.

can send such a detailed message, I'm afraid that Aunt Wang is already in danger.

Mo Ye had thought about rushing back desperately, but he knew that with his current strength, he would only be sent to death if he went.

It's not that he's afraid of death, he just doesn't want to die worthless.

"Until tomorrow morning, I'll go back with or without a breakthrough!"

Mo Xie gritted his teeth and swore an oath.

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"Who has a big dream, I know it in my life~"

In the Americas, in the underground palace of the blood clan, Lin Ming, who was lying in the coffin and fell asleep somehow, woke up somehow.

Then he discovers the culprit who woke him up - a display is embedded in the lid of the coffin, and it is now dimly glowing.

As he opened his eyes, the display lit up completely.

"Goodmoring!América!" (Good morning, America.) ）

In the middle of the screen is a live news room, where a man and a woman are sitting on their knots to broadcast the news.

"Oh...... It's 'high-tech'......"

Before entering the coffin, Lin Ming was completely driven by his body's instincts, and almost fell asleep as soon as he lay in.

This coffin is made of thousand-year-old gloomy wood, which has a calming effect on the undead, and the breath emanating from it alone can nourish the blood clan's body.

After waking up, Lin Ming felt that his joints were not very stiff, but to be honest, it was quite comfortable to lie in the coffin, and Lin Ming didn't have anything serious to deal with in a hurry, so he lay down and watched the news.

In other words, in addition to a display screen, this coffin is equipped with a blood incubator and dozens of special lights, and the space in it is huge, let alone turning over, even if you practice "Yijin Jing" in the coffin, you will not necessarily hit your head.

It's a Rolls-Royce in a coffin......

However, the settings themselves have an effect on the structure of the Shadowwood, and in a sense, the guy who made it was a brain-dead. Anyone who knows a thing will go out of their way to criticize the maker after seeing the inner workings of the coffin, but, obviously, Lin Ming is not a knowledgeable person.

Or rather, even if he knew these things, he wouldn't care much.

"It tastes good. ”

The incubator is at hand, Lin Ming casually took out a bag of blood, unscrewed the lid and drank it (the blood bags here are all specially made, with their own openings for easy feeding. ）。

"This station has received news that the Celestial Empire is vigorously arresting a criminal suspect a few days ago, and it is reported that this person is carrying a firearm and is extremely dangerous. ”

Lying in the luxurious thousand-year-old gloomy wooden coffin, drinking warm blood, watching the news and humming a little tune, Lin Ming at this moment can be described as unprecedented comfort.

However, he seemed to be born with a hard life, and after a few mouthfuls of blood, he saw a face that he least wanted to see at the moment.

"Mo Ye ......"

Lin Ming looked at the news on the screen and muttered in a low voice.

"Smack!"

The blood bag in his hand exploded without warning, and the blood splattered his head and face in an instant.

"Bang!"

As soon as he raised his foot, he kicked the coffin lid hard, and the strength of this body was so strong that the coffin lid with the silk seams flew out without warning.

"Someone!"

Shouting at the empty hall, but because of the movement of the square, Lin Ming stood in the coffin, and the bones of his whole body were creaking.

There were no whites of his eyes anymore, and the sheer blackness made him look like a demon walking in the world.