"What? How disappeared! ”

The dark side looked at the completely disappeared crack on the ground in astonishment, and was stunned for a moment, this is really a magical scene.

And just as he was stunned, a scarlet ghost hand penetrated his body, and even pulled out his heart and held it directly in his hand.

"Ahem! How is this possible, and it can still resist ......"

The shadows snorted, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and then he turned his head with difficulty, and Ling stared at him like a beast with a pair of scarlet eyes and a hideous face.

"Ergoyu?"

The eyes peeked out in the shadows showed a look of pain and disbelief.

Ling's eyes were slowly spinning, and then he smiled hideously, pinched the heart in his hand into pieces, and then withdrew the scarlet ghost hand.

"Ugh!"

The shadows snorted, and his unsupported body shook a few times, slowly falling to the ground, but his eyes showed a fierce look.

When he was about to fall to the ground, dying of life and death, the kunai backhand he held in his hand flashed with a cold light.

Ling, who had lost too much blood, dodged with difficulty, but his uncontrollable right hand was cut off by Kunai with a knife, and his arm slashed through the air, tossed in the air, and then fell to the first.

"My hand."

Ling howled in pain, and then ignored it, as if he was crazy, he threw himself on the body that was already dead in the shadows and blasted it fiercely, the blood splashed everywhere, the blood was cheap on his body, and Ling didn't wipe it on his face, so he vented his anger, Ling, who was covered in blood, was like a demon god, until he couldn't lift his strength anymore, he fell to the ground sideways, gasping for breath......

Dots of light floated from the body of the dark part, and there were more than a dozen gorgeous explosions.

Ling stretched out his hand, gathered the point of light, and then received it in his arms, his consciousness became more and more blurred, sleepiness hit him wave after wave, his eyes became heavier and heavier, and finally... He tilted his head and passed out.

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

"Where is this?"

Ling slowly opened his eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly, it was daytime at this time, and the strong light made him a little uncomfortable.

After a little habituation, Ling Cai opened all his eyes, and he raised his head slightly, but there was a tingling pain on his body.

"What's wrong with me?"

Ling hesitated for a moment, his eyes looked around, the surroundings were snow-white, white ceiling, and a delicate and thin figure next to the white sheets was sleeping soundly, it should be Quan Mei.

The needle and thread of a hanging bottle are stuck in the hand and hung high above the head, and this should be the hospital.

There was a little itch on his forehead, and Ling wanted to use his right hand to scratch it, but there was no reaction, and his right hand was empty, and there was nothing.

His thoughts were slowly returning, and what had happened before, everything out of the village, was clearly recalled in Ling's mind.

"My right hand...... Nope. ”

If it weren't for the strong life and death crisis at the critical moment, Ling was dying of life and death, and the one-hook jade writing wheel eye that was about to break through instantly advanced to the two-hook jade writing wheel eye, and then burst out with powerful power and vitality, he might have died.

But fortunately, he survived, and in the current situation, although Ling won, the victory was very dismal, and his right hand was gone.

There was a quarrel outside the beige door, and it was a female voice who spoke first, and a male voice who answered later, judging from the sound, it should be Izumi's father and mother.

"Why did you leave Ling and come back, why didn't you bring him back with you?"

"I received an order from the village's shinobi at that time, and I thought something big had happened in the village, so I ...... in a hurry."

"Bastard, is that why you left a 6-year-old and came back alone?"

"I ...... I ......."

"Ahh

Maybe it was because the quarrel was too loud, Izumi who was sleeping soundly next to the sheets yawned, opened her sleepy and hazy eyes, her petite and tender little hands rubbed her big and excessive eyes a few times to make herself more sober, she turned her head and shouted out the door: "Dad, Mom, you are too loud, you will make a noise to Ling's ......."

The quarrel outside the door came to an abrupt end.

Then she turned her head to tidy up the sheets that were a little wrinkled because she was lying on her stomach, and she didn't even notice that Ling Xing, who was already staring at her, was still muttering, "Really, Ling is like this, still arguing ......"

Izumi who was arranging the sheets touched the place where Ling's right hand should have been placed, and her eyes showed a thin mist, "Dad too, why did you leave Ling alone." ”

Ling wanted to reach out and touch Quan Mei's head, but he couldn't do it at all, as long as he moved his body, it would hurt badly, and in the end he just shouted in a hoarse voice: "Quan Mei"

"Ahh

Ling's sudden voice startled Quan Mei, and the originally sad look became a little happier, "Ling, you wake up, are you hungry, there is fruit here, I'll cut one for you." “

Izumi spoke so loudly that I heard it outside the door, and Izumi's father and Izumi mother also rushed in, and they all greeted "Child, how are you feeling?" “

"Hungry or not, Auntie made you the glutinous rice dumplings you like to eat."

Izumi's mother said, placing the thermos flask in her hand on the table, and waited until the lid opened, revealing the aroma of clear rice.

Glutinous rice dumplings are made of glutinous rice milled into flour, put in sugar, spices and eggs, and then steamed and boiled, although the procedure is very simple, but after it is made, it will be particularly sweet, and Ling usually likes to eat it very much.

Grunt!

Smelling the aroma, Ling's stomach screamed, although he didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but he was indeed hungry, but his injured body couldn't move at all, and he could only show his eyes that he couldn't move at all.

"I've been in a coma for a few days, and I can't eat something like this at first, so I'd better drink some porridge first and wait until my stomach gets used to it before eating something else."

The thermos flask is two-layered, the upper layer is glutinous rice dumplings, and the lower layer is bland and tasteless white porridge, Ling doesn't like to eat tasteless white porridge, but Quanmei's mother thought for a while, and put the glutinous rice dumplings back in Ling's eyes, and only brought out the white porridge.

"Can I not drink white porridge......"

Ling put her eyes on the glutinous rice dumplings, but Quanmei's mother firmly refused, "No." “

In the end, Ling was still frowning and was forcibly fed a large bowl of white porridge.

PS: To be honest, many people can't accept this protracted plot, but for me, what I want to show is a carefully crafted and slow-swallowing plot, maybe the plot is not brilliant, and there is nothing particularly burning, but I think it's very real, I don't have that kind of nonsensical funny plot, I won't make you laugh, but I want everyone to have their own emotions, although I don't know what you think, but if you can't accept it, you don't watch it, why bother scolding me, why bother with what I wrote, And now the book is not on the shelves, and I don't make any money from your door, voting for recommendations, or rewarding is all voluntary, even if it is on the shelves, you still want to read it, but you think it's not worth spending money, that's not piracy, although I don't advocate piracy, but I can't stop it, I write my own book probably to make money from reading books, but now even the original intention is almost gone, just because I wrote the book, I don't even have time to read the book, and I don't expect this book to bring me much income, But I don't want to be scolded because I don't write well, now the collection is more than 5,000, and the people who have seen it have reached tens of thousands of times, but there are more and more people who scold me, and I only updated one chapter yesterday because I was in a very bad mood, and I didn't even want to write a code, and even thought, I worked hard to update, and then I was scolded, I might as well not update it, but then I thought about it, and the people who scolded didn't see it anyway, why should I get along with the trolls, China's market is like this, and some people are scolded if they do well, and some people scold if they don't do well, But pay attention to the squirting person, you can spray me, don't spray my family, my family doesn't know that I write novels, if I don't write well, even my parents will be scolded, I really don't know what to say, I'm tired......

It's okay today.,Will continue to update.,If you can adapt, continue to read.,If you can't adapt, cancel the collection.,Find the books you love to read.,Starting from so many books.,There will always be something that is not with your appetite.,Why bother to scold a person who can't make money by working hard to code words.,So I deleted the post where you scolded me.,Don't be angry.,If I make a hundred and eighty thousand.,I accept everything you scold me.,After all, it's a parent of food and clothing.,But I didn't make money at all.,The labor I paid and my harvest were not proportional at all.,I spend three or four hours a day coding words. , not here to scold.