Proschute's eyes widened:

"Old dissolution? How is this possible! ”

He is obviously still alive, and he has not given up yet.

He hasn't lost yet, he's still holding on, his spirit is still flickering in pain, why is aging being lifted?

Could it be that where did Li Qing get the ice cubes to make his body temperature drop?

No way...

In just such a short period of time, how could Li Qing find ice cubes on this empty platform under serious injuries and aging?

Proschute's weak heart was fluttering violently.

This was the last battle of his life, and he didn't want to lose, let alone lose.

But human beings have limits, great spirits are often trapped in ordinary shells, and the power of will cannot change the cruel reality.

Prosius could feel his breathing weakening and his blood draining rapidly.

His vision began to blur, his consciousness became confused, and the parts that were still conscious were numb and cold.

The feeling of cold and powerlessness penetrated deep into the soul, and in a trance, people thought that they had entered a cold hell.

"It turns out... So! ”

Proschute's pupils suddenly shrank:

"Li Qing, it turns out that you are not betting on that illusory luck."

"Your last weapon is the same as mine, it is also enlightenment..."

His blurred consciousness came back to light in the darkness.

This is the last flame of his life:

"Enlightenment, I understand, this is you and me..."

"The Last Battle for Enlightenment!"

............................................

Time goes back twenty seconds ago.

Heroic Chengren reappeared, Bessie was about to rush to the platform, Li Qing's body was aging and seriously injured, and the situation was at its most critical.

At this time, it was difficult for Li Qing to even walk.

In the face of a strong enemy who is about to arrive, what else can he resist?

There is only one brain left that is still good, and a mouth that is still good at argumentation.

But beyond that, he has a heart that won't give in, and that indelible will.

So...

Holding the consciousness of not giving up until death, Li Qing did one thing in the last seconds before Bessie arrived:

He tore his wounds open.

Yes, Li Qing gritted his teeth and tore his already shocking huge wound wider and more fatal.

"Body temperature."

"The key to cracking the opponent's stand-in ability is body temperature."

"That turnip head only had a few bags of ice cubes on his body, and he was completely immune to the effects of aging, and he still maintained a young and powerful body."

"However, it is important to know that the human body has a thermoregulatory function, and when the outside temperature is low, it automatically increases the metabolic rate through cold trembling and other methods to compensate for heat loss."

"So even if you touch the ice directly, as long as it doesn't take long, the body's body temperature will drop very limitedly."

"A few bags of ice cubes, how much can you drop your body temperature?"

"0.1 degrees, 0.5 degrees, 1 degree?"

"No matter how low it is, it's impossible - hypothermia can obviously affect body functions, but the carrot head is so vigorous."

All in all, Bessie's performance told Li Qing:

As long as you find a way to lower your body temperature, you can temporarily achieve an effect similar to "aging removal".

And Bessie's body temperature drops by 1 degree at most, which already has the effect of ignoring aging, but Li Qing has a way to quickly drop his body temperature to 2 degrees, 3 degrees, or even lower.

That's bloodletting.

As long as the hot blood in the body is released, the temperature of the body will naturally drop.

"But blood loss alone isn't enough..."

Li Qing gently stretched out his hand to the wound in his abdomen, and pinched the bloody soft flesh on both sides of the gap like pinching the edge of a dumpling.

The intense pain instantly spread throughout his body, making his aging body tremble like an overloaded old tractor.

"When blood loss is mild to moderate, the body reacts strongly to stress."

"Neurohormones enhance the regulation of ejection in the heart, and the secretion of thyroxine and adrenaline is upregulated, causing the body to produce a large amount of heat."

Li Qing pinched the soft flesh of the wound and began to exert force slowly.

Like a steamed bun pinched in the hands of a diner, a few deep fingerprints were quietly imprinted on the erosive flesh and blood.

"There is less blood flowing, and the body temperature not only does not come down, but it is even possible that the fever may rise."

"Aging will not only not be relieved, but may worsen."

"In order for my body temperature to come down quickly, I have to make my body's thermogenesis far from keep up with the heat loss, so that I can lose enough blood in a short period of time—"

"That is to say... Now..."

Li Qing took a deep breath:

"It's time for me to show my realization!"

Whoa—

Li Qing's old and fragile flesh was torn open like a dried squid by hand.

Blood gushes out like a spring.

The fishy smell of heat steamed in the cool morning air.

The dazzling red almost dyed the whole world red.

At this time, Bessie arrived.

When he saw this terrifying Li Qing like a ghost, he couldn't help but subconsciously shudder:

"Where's my eldest brother? Where's my big brother Proschut?! ”

The inexplicable momentum on Li Qing's body made people panic, which made Bessie

"You ask your eldest brother?"

"Haha, you..."

The cold wind on the platform did not stop, blowing on the hideous wound as if there were countless small saws sawing back and forth.

But Li Qing tried hard to maintain that playful laugh.

The city gate was wide open, and there were no soldiers in the city, so now he could only force himself to play the harp at the head of the city.

Not a single note can be messed up, not a single tone can be wrong:

"Of course you can kill me..."

Hurt! Hurt! Hurt!

A gasp will affect the wound, and breathing is simply a punishment.

"And your big brother Proschut..."

Yes... There was a lot of blood, and the body couldn't exert any strength.

The intestines seemed to be slipping out, but they didn't have the strength to cover them.

"If I'm not mistaken, Proschut will probably be in ten seconds..."

Damn, hasn't the temperature dropped yet?

Hurry up, I'm talking now... It's so laborious...

"Although my friends are good people, that doesn't mean their means of killing..."

It's so cold, is it so cold in the early spring in Venice?

Oh, it turned out that I was starting to get cold on my own.

That's a good thing.

"There is an old saying in my homeland that those who do God's will prosper..."

Oops, there's a bit of a blurred sign of consciousness.

In this case, the blood loss should be more than 20%.

The average person's theoretical blood loss limit is 50%, and my body should be able to hold on longer after regaining its youth...

I can't die yet, and there is hope that it will drag on until help arrives.

Li Qing has been insisting on it like this.

His mind never stopped, his mouth never stopped, and a pair of cloudy but determined eyes were always on Bessie.

Finally, in the midst of this endless pain...

Ten seconds passed.

Li Qing's prediction of his body was generally not wrong.

The loss of a large amount of blood quickly took away his body temperature, and his body's thermoregulatory function had been beaten to the point of losing his armor from this severe injury.

The body temperature finally came down, in a dangerous and deadly gesture.

Almost instantly, the ability that Heroic Chengren exerted on Li Qing was "lifted".

His flesh and blood were regained, his scalp became shiny, and his whole being was young again.

Although the massive blood loss made his skin pale as paper, his hands and feet as cold as ice, and made Li Qing still look like a walking corpse after regaining his youth, it is indisputable that:

He regained his youth.

"Aging... Lifted?! ”

Bessie cried out in disbelief.

"yes, it's lifted."

"I'm not lying to you, your big brother Prosius has already escaped."

"So... Bessie, what about your decision? ”

Fast! Dot! Cast! Fall!

I'm almost passing out.

Quick, hurry up and put the rod down, I really don't have any other way...

Li Qing looked at Bessie wistfully, he was not in such a hurry when he was waiting for the results of the college entrance examination.

And his enlightenment finally paid off.

"Big brother... Big Brother Proschut..."

Seeing the aging as Li Qing predicted, Bessie was confused.

His psychological pillar collapsed in an instant at this moment:

"Did you really leave me behind?"

The weakness in Bessie's heart exploded at this moment.

The bonds accumulated in just two months also collapsed in an instant because of Proschute's "betrayal".

"Damn, I said I would fight until I died, and I said that I would never be able to put down my fishing rod..."

"You shouldn't be able to run, you won't leave me to run for your life, right?"

"Big brother!!"

He looked up to the sky and shouted madly:

"If you're still here, give me a response now!"

The heart-rending cry echoed throughout the station.

But no one answered.

Bessie pursed her lips tightly, her cheeks quivering.

The hands that were clutching the fishing rod finally let go.

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