Chapter 411: Have You Lost Weight?

Leng Binghan seems to be dreaming, all kinds of dreams, dreaming as if it is his own life, ups and downs, full of twists and turns.

Sometimes it seems to be swimming on the top of the nine heavens, and sometimes it is as if it is pressed against the chest by a boulder, and I can't even breathe. Sometimes it seems to be playing and loving with Wang Yingying and Fang Xueer in the mountains and streams, which is full of fun; Sometimes it seems that the muscles and bones are broken, and the pain is unbearable. Sometimes I feel like I'm unconscious, and sometimes I feel like I'm being burned in a raging fire......

Over and over again, Leng Binghan felt that he woke up and fell asleep, and then vaguely became aware of something, as if he vaguely heard something, as if a lot of things had happened, and many people came, but he couldn't remember all of them, and soon fell into a deep sleep again, and he didn't know how many times he had experienced it.

When Leng Binghan felt that he had regained his senses again, he slowly opened his eyes, it was already dark, but the moment he opened his eyes, in the dim night light, he could see very clearly, a refreshing breath flowed in his body, just like the top of the mountain of ten thousand mountains, gushing out of a clear spring, which made people feel refreshed.

This feeling has never been felt since the last time I had an epiphany on the Qionghai Sea in Xichang.

Looking around, the walls were snow-white, the bedding on his body was also snow-white, and the unique smell of disinfectant was lingering between his noses. On the edge of the bed, Wang Yingying's delicate body was falling asleep on her stomach, her closed eyes, slender eyelashes, and ruddy cherry lips exuded a strong fragrance, which made people have the urge to touch and taste.

A bright moon hung high, and the moonlight shone in through the window, like a phantom of smoke.

And at this moment, Wang Yingying is like a cute elf, even if it is this indecent sleeping position, it is incredibly beautiful. Rao is used to seeing beautiful women after being reborn in the cold cold, and at this time he couldn't help but be stunned, deeply tempted by her demeanor.

As soon as her gaze fell on Wang Yingying, her cold gaze became extremely warm and soft.

Beauty is also compared, Wang Yingying's charm and temperament are incomparable to other young girls, this is femininity. Compared with others, Wang Yingying is like a glass of mellow wine, the more you taste it, the more you taste it, the more you have an endless aftertaste, especially after Leng Binghan and her breakthrough, Wang Yingying is not only a sister in his mind, but also a woman who wants him to care for and love for the rest of his life, that kind of feeling can never be described in one or two sentences.

"But what is this place?" As soon as this doubt welled up in my heart, I was vague, and what had happened before emerged in the sea like a movie.

"Fainted, and went to the hospital again." Leng Bing smiled bitterly, it seemed that he was just a cowardly ordinary person in his previous life, and he had not entered the hospital so often, after this rebirth, after having incomparably extraordinary strength and wealth and power, he became a frequent visitor to the hospital, which is really funny to think about.

However, Leng Binghan did not regret this in his heart, as it is said in a sentence, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. In his previous life, he had a cowardly life, but since he was reborn, he should have a completely different and wonderful life, and he is duty-bound for this.

Gently combed his emotions, looked coldly at the date of the electronic clock on the wall opposite the bed, and realized that he had entered the hospital this time, and unconsciously half a month had passed, and he couldn't help but be startled. Immediately jumped up from the hospital bed, but unexpectedly felt that instead of the backache after lying down for a long time as expected, the feeling of being uncomfortable all over the body, but only felt that there was inexhaustible strength in the body, and the fatigue and pain of the night's desperate battle had long disappeared.

"It feels good." Refreshed, the mood is also very comfortable, cold and cold moving the whole body at will, only then he is wrapped like a mummy, everywhere is entangled in light and thin sterile oil yarn, but the heavy tissues and organs that were originally injured in the fierce fight, including the chest that was shot are not the slightest inappropriate.

Leng Binghan ripped off all the gauze wrapped around his body, and then looked at the place where he had been shot, and the miraculous thing was that there was not even a single scar left, smooth as the skin of a newborn.

Leng Bing Han lifted his legs, bent over, and moved his whole body, as if he had never been injured.

Leng Binghan only felt extremely surprised. Ever since he had accidentally cultivated the wonderful Long Xuan Yuan Sutra that he had inadvertently obtained from the Netherworld Ring, he knew that his body was really different from ordinary people, and the speed of recovering his qi and the degree of recovery from his wounds were much faster than ordinary people. But last time in the battle with the gods, I did my best, and in the explosion of the base, I desperately protected myself and Jiang Hong, and my whole body was seriously injured. But now that it has returned to normal, could it be that there are some strange changes in his body?

Leng Binghan's brows furrowed slightly, and he suddenly remembered that when he came out of the ruins of the base just now, his body was extremely weak, and what made him palpitate even more was that when the soldier went off the fire, when he hit himself, the lightning lightning did not play the original body protection function like usual. This is an incredible thing on a normal day.

"Could it be that there were fierce fights that day, and the energy in the lightning lightning was also exhausted? Can it be used in the future? After getting used to this treasure, invisibly, Leng Bing Han seemed to have a dependence on it. It's hard to imagine what I would do if one day this treasure loses its efficacy.

Thinking of such a possibility, Leng Binghan was also the first time to experience such a bitter struggle in a row, and suddenly remembered the rest of his life after the catastrophe that day, his heart was not happy and shocked, his eyes looked at the white wall blankly, and for a while his heart was filled with a faint sense of confusion.

People are always full of convulsions and panic about unknown and strange things that happen in their own place, even if they are as brave as cold. It's no exception.

But after thinking about it, such an anti-heaven thing, I can have it for so many years, and God has already treated me well, even if I really can't use it anymore in the future, why not? Everything you have is already something that ordinary people can't think of, so what's not to be satisfied with?

Thinking of this, Leng Binghan couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Maybe she heard something, Wang Yingying slowly sat up straight, rubbed her somewhat dry and misty eyes with her gentle jade hand, and stretched lazily again, but suddenly saw that the bed was empty, her face changed greatly, and she stood up and looked around in great panic, until she saw Leng Binghan standing behind her, and couldn't help but be stunned, and then her face showed tears of ecstasy, and she wanted to shout out loudly, throw herself into his solid and warm embrace, and express her heart.

It can be seen that Leng Binghan, who has always been keen-eyed, was unaware of himself, just staring at the wall in a daze, thinking that something was wrong with him, his heart couldn't help but be sour, and a strong love rose up, and he sighed softly, walked behind him gently, and pressed himself tightly on his broad back from behind, and called softly: "Xiao Han......"

"Ah, Sister Yingying." Leng Bing Han looked back like waking up from a dream.

Looking at each other, Wang Yingying's elegant jade face appeared like a fairy with a rare red color, revealing a strange tenderness.

"Xiaohan, are you okay? I knew you would be fine, you would be fine......" Wang Yingying burst into tears, holding on to Leng Binghan, as if she was afraid that as soon as she let go of his hand, he would disappear without a trace.

Over the years, Wang Yingying has never cared so much about a person. During the period when Leng Binghan was unconscious, Wang Yingying washed her face with tears almost every day, and prayed for him all day long, praying that God would open her eyes, let Xiao Han be safe, and let Xiao Han wake up as soon as possible. As long as he can be safe and sound, Wang Yingying is even willing to exchange his life.

"Hehe, I can see that Sister Yingying cares about me so much, even if I can't wake up, it doesn't matter......" Leng Binghan saw Wang Yingying's expression, where would she not know how frightened she was for herself these days, and deliberately wanted to tease, but unexpectedly, a fat and tender little hand gently covered her mouth, and when she got into time, a fragrant and seductive breath gently lingered between her noses, making Leng Binghan feel uneasy.

Wang Yingying saw that she looked at herself coldly, and then realized that her movements were too ambiguous. The jade face turned red uncontrollably, the beautiful eyes were half-closed in shame, and the long and neat eyelashes trembled gently, obviously the beauty was already ashamed in her heart.

Although the two of them have pierced the last layer of window paper between men and women, and their feelings have been extremely sublimated, at this time, Wang Yingying still can't help but be extremely shy, revealing this rare childlike state, that enchanting and charming that is difficult to hide, really makes Leng Bing's heart ripple and her feelings are unbearable, her eyes fell on her infinitely romantic hibiscus jade face, and her eyes became hot like fire.

Feeling the cold astonishment and appreciative gaze, Wang Yingying was not only ashamed, but also full of pride in her heart, and her eyes were as soft as spring water. The madness of that night was suddenly imprinted in his mind, and he finally came to this point with him, and he finally became a woman in the true sense of the word, and a woman for him. As soon as she thought of this, Wang Yingying's heart couldn't help but be filled with great happiness and joy.

"Sister Yingying, you have lost weight!" Leng Binghan gently rubbed Wang Yingying's jade face with both hands, and said with emotion.

Wang Yingying was stunned for a while, and then her eyes were hot, and she couldn't suppress the emotions in her heart anymore, so she suddenly threw herself into Leng Binghan's arms and cried loudly, as if she was using these tears to vent the emotions in her heart.