"Bleeding ......" The prophet's voice was obviously a little overwhelmed, although he didn't understand how Yamamoto Buwu's problem was, but bleeding, this was obviously not a good thing, and it was still that part. Relatively speaking, that part is still very fragile.

"Bleeding, where is the bleeding?" Yamamoto was still trying to endure the pain, when he suddenly heard the prophet's somewhat uneasy voice, and immediately took his head and looked towards his body.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, after looking at it, Yamamoto Buwu's whole person was scared stupid, obediently! His pants were already blood red at the moment. And you can see with the naked eye that somewhere in the pants, the blood is still flowing outside.

"What's going on!" Yamamoto roared, so that the entire church could hear the voice.

"Mr. Yamamoto, calm down first, don't be in a hurry!" The prophet didn't know what to do, so he could only try his best to calm Yamamoto's emotions, and at the same time prayed in his heart, hoping that this was a normal phenomenon, and that everything would return to normal after the Holy Light Technique was over.

And at this moment, the holy light and Lin Feng's sword qi were in Yamamoto Buwu's body. Oh no, to be exact, it should be the fragile part, sitting in the final fight!

Although the Holy Light is not strong enough, it is better that he has sufficient support, at least the Holy Light Technique is still continuing. And although that sword qi is rare, it is sharp.

But now the Holy Light Technique is coming to an end, and the Holy Light seems to be making the final impact, suddenly gathering the strength to attack and kill the sword qi.

And the sword qi was originally arrogant, although I am small, but Lao Tzu is strong, no matter how much you come, it will be useless. If you dare to tune it, then you will naturally have to kill it all.

The tiny sword qi seemed to emit a low sound, and then fought towards the holy light.

"Boom~"

Yamamoto Buwu seemed to hear a loud noise, and then felt that in his place, a huge pain suddenly came, which seemed to emanate from the depths of his soul. Yamamoto is not martial, but he fainted in such pain.

"Whew~"

The Prophet saw that the Holy Light Technique had finally been completed, and that the place where Yamamoto was bleeding began to slowly stop, and suddenly let out a long breath.

Fortunately, it didn't continue to bleed, if it continued, the prophet was really afraid that Yamamoto would die of excessive blood loss, but now, it is estimated that it will not be less.

However, when the prophet came to observe Yamamoto again, he was surprised to find that Yamamoto had fainted.

"What's going on?" the Prophet was a little puzzled, wondering why the good Yamamoto had fainted. Could it be that it was not cured? Yamamoto Buwu could not accept this blow.

No, the Holy Light Technique should be able to cure such a minor problem. The Prophet seemed to have wavered in his faith after seeing what was happening before his eyes.

"Hehe~ Yamamoto is not martial, you can't complain about the young master and me, let you and the young master go against me. Lin Feng sighed helplessly on the side, looking at the appearance of his sword qi just now, Yamamoto Buwu estimated that this disease would not be cured in this life. Unless he can form a primordial baby, he can make his body grow again at that time, otherwise, hehe......

After Lin Dashao saw the result he wanted to see, he suddenly flashed and returned to Siliya's room. As for the matter of Yamamoto Buwu and the prophet, I don't think I can see anything now, after all, Yamamoto Buwu is still dizzy at the moment.

"Lin Feng, you're back!"

After feeling her waist and having a hand, Si Liya suddenly saw Lin Feng appear behind her. I was so happy!

"By the way, I just heard a very resentful and unwilling voice, what the hell is going on. "Si Liya is very good, she knows that Lin Feng must know something.

"Oh, only that Yamamoto is not a martial artist. You know that......" Lin Feng explained with a wicked smile.

Siliya always felt that Lin Feng's smile was strange today, as if a bad guy was doing something bad and succeeded.

"Well, I know, it's the head of the Yamamoto Group in Japan. It's a pervert, always staring at me, and I can't wait to give him a knife. Siliya waved her small fist and spoke in disdain.

"Haha...... Don't worry, he won't be in the future. Lin Feng smiled mysteriously.

"Oh? Siliya was very nice, and hurriedly asked.

"I can't say this, hehe~ I can't say it......" Lin Feng smiled evilly while looking at himself, not opening his mouth to tell Siria the truth.

"Lin Feng~" Si Liya was like Wen Yifei, and began to shake Lin Feng's arm and became coquettish.

This made Lin Dashao a little unbearable, and he wondered in his heart how could this woman do this, obediently! This is not a good habit.

"No, no, I can't tell you this, you are obedient, don't know how good it is. Lin Dashao still insisted.

Seeing that Lin Feng said this, Si Liya no longer insisted on ......

"The Prophet ......"

After more than an hour of the Holy Light Technique was completed, Yamamoto Buwu's weak voice rang out.

"Ah~ Mr. Yamamoto, I'm here. The prophet was on the side, looking at Yamamoto with some concern.

"Tell me, what the hell am I doing? I don't feel it at all. Yamamoto said eagerly. When he said "no feeling", it was obvious that he was referring to an important part of his body.

The ...... Prophet was a little hesitant and didn't know how to speak.

During the time when Yamamoto was in a coma, the prophet had already found a clergyman who knew medical skills to come and see it, but the results were very unoptimistic.

Yamamoto is not martial, and it is estimated that he will not be able to cure it in the future, even if he uses the Holy Light Technique again. Because of Yamamoto's martial arts, many places inside have died in large areas, or have been destroyed by a very brutal manner.

"Prophet, if you have anything to say, say it. ”

Yamamoto took a deep breath, and then spoke in a very low voice, as if he was trying to restrain something.

"This ...... I have seen a doctor when you are in a coma, and you are probably not going to get better. It was also difficult for the Prophet to speak, and he swore at the beginning that the problem was only a minor one. But now I could only tell him that your problem would never be solved, and it made the Prophet feel as if his face had been burned, and it was hot.

"What?!" Even though Yamamoto had a bottom in his heart, it was still difficult to accept this reality, and he let out a low roar again.

That low roar contained full of unwillingness and endless anger.

"Prophet, didn't you say that my problem is not a problem for you at all?" Yamamoto did not look up, as if to say to himself. But the tone is cold and terrible!

"This ......" The prophet had no other way but to bite the bullet and speak

"Yes, that's what I said at the beginning. But there is one thing that goes wrong, and that is in your body, and there are other forces, and it is that power and the holy power that are in conflict, and that's why there is the current result. ”

The Prophet himself wasn't sure if this was true, but he had to have an excuse to convince himself and convince Yamamoto to be so, so he spoke like this.

If Lin Feng was on his side, he would definitely give the prophet a thumbs up. I don't even know that I can make up an excuse that is not much different from the actual situation.

Lin Feng bet that the prophet would never know that his sword qi was in Yamamoto Buwu's body, and he also had a fight with the holy power, and finally dissipated!

But this prophet, since he has found an excuse at random and found the problem, I really don't know whether to say that he is lucky, or make up excuses!

"What? you're sure!" Yamamoto Futake's eyes flashed with a fierce glint when he heard this answer.

"Yes, I'm sure!" the prophet had no other better explanation at the moment, and looked at Yamamoto Buwu's gaze, as if he had been blinded by something. So I immediately opened my mouth with certainty!

"Haha...... Hahahaha......" Yamamoto Buwu suddenly laughed wildly, "Okay, okay! I didn't expect this to make you calculate, Yamamoto is not ancient, you are still very smart!"

Yamamoto is not angry, I don't know if he is laughing at himself for being too stupid, or if he is mocking the enemy for being too strong!

"Mr. Yamamoto, I am deeply sorry for this treatment. But since I promised you something, then I will definitely do it!"

The Prophet spoke again on the side, now he can't afford to lose Yamamoto Buwu, or rather, he can't lose the Yamamoto family's resource gang. Otherwise, his big plan probably won't go ahead as scheduled!

"What, Prophet, do you have a way?" Yamamoto Buwu heard the Prophet say this, and suddenly felt that he saw hope again.

"No, I didn't~" The prophet shook his head with a smile, and his smile made Yamamoto Fuwu very puzzled.

"But the rest of us adults can definitely do it. Trust me!"

Again, the Prophet spoke sincerely.

"Your lord?" Yamamoto was a little puzzled, as far as he knew, it seemed that the Holy See had descended on a person, and a group of light.

"Haha...... Yes, please wait for half a month, half a month, and my lord will come, then. I dare to swear by the name of the Lord that Prophet Yamamoto will definitely recover. ”

Perhaps it was the prophet's words that were sincere enough, or perhaps it was the prophet's oath that made Yamamoto feel sincere and trusted! In short, Yamamoto still chose to believe the prophet.

It backfired, what Lin Feng wanted to see, the situation of Yamamoto Buwu and the prophet falling out did not appear, but it seemed to make Yamamoto Buwu get closer to the prophet, I don't know what kind of expression it would be if Lin Feng knew.

At the same time, in the territory of China, at the top of Kunlun, an unprecedented high-level meeting is being held at this moment......

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