Ling Jing didn't know how long he had been in a coma, and finally woke up. His head hurt as if it had been split open, and his ears were still thundering like thunder, with a constant roar.// //The thing lying under him was cold and hard.
, the whole body felt like countless blunt instruments were cutting continuously, the pain penetrated to the bone marrow.
He endured the pain and tried to open his eyes. His body moved slightly, and suddenly he felt as if a sledgehammer had hit his brain. It hurt so much that stars appeared in front of his eyes.
"Hiss! Where am I?" The pain in his body made him take a deep breath, but he was eager to know his current situation.
His memory still lingered on the moment when Fang Sheng used the "Vajra Zen Lion Roar Technique" to knock him out. After that, his vision went dark and he passed out completely.
But what about Yingying? With Fang Sheng’s internal martial arts, Miss Ren is no match for her. Could it be that Fang Sheng has captured her back to the Shaolin Temple?
In an instant, many thoughts ran through his mind, but as soon as he used his mind, an unbearable feeling of disgust suddenly arose in his chest, as if something was stuck in his throat and he wanted to spit it out.
"Pfft!" For some reason, a trace of strength suddenly came into his body. He quickly tilted his head and spit out a large mouthful of blood. After that, he felt his eyes shaking.
"You brat, what's wrong with you?" There was a lot of panic in the voice, but when Linglong saw Ling Jingfang vomiting blood as soon as he woke up, a look of panic appeared on his face.
"Ling, Linglong?" Ling Jing thought he was hallucinating. Why did this familiar voice sound so much like Linglong's?
His head shook slightly, and he wanted to open his eyes to see what was going on. But his eyelids were like two huge rocks hanging on them. No matter how hard he tried, he could only open a slight gap.
The world was spinning, and the moment he opened his eyes, he suddenly saw countless things spinning in front of him. His mind was dizzy, and he couldn't focus on one point.
In a daze, he only saw a dazzling bright red ball in front of him, which was like a flame, constantly emitting light. Then, this bright red ball turned into a graceful woman, but
But I couldn't see that face clearly.
"It seems that he is really hallucinating." Ling Jing smiled bitterly in his heart. However, he did not expect that he would be so seriously injured this time, and his consciousness began to blur.
"Smelly boy, stinky boy..."
An urgent call suddenly sounded in his ears. When he heard the voice, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and then he saw a charming and affectionate face full of worry.
"I'm not dreaming, am I?" Ling Jing opened his mouth slightly, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Linglong?" He asked tentatively and weakly, his tone full of disbelief and worry, as if he was afraid that he had really hallucinated and this woman would disappear again the next moment.
"Thank God, you finally woke up." A gust of fragrant wind came, and a soft body suddenly fell into Ling Jing's arms. He was immediately in a cloud, feeling that everything was so unreal.
The familiar fragrance, the familiar softness, he was finally convinced that the woman in front of him was really the one he had longed for, and that she was not hallucinating.
But why is Linglong here, and where is Yingying?
He stretched out his hands and hugged the woman in his arms tightly. Although his body was in great pain, his heart was extremely happy. Suddenly, he let out a weak cry and said: "Oh, you crushed me to death, you are so
You want to murder your husband."
Linglong raised her head and glared at him. Seeing the mischievous expression on his face, she immediately said angrily: "Then why are you holding me so tightly?"
"Is it tight? Why didn't I notice it?" Ling Jing laughed, but suddenly started coughing violently again.
Linglong had a worried look on her face, and she didn't have the intention to tease him. She quickly helped him up and sat on the bed, reaching out to help him pat his chest gently.
"Bastard, are you okay?" There was always a trace of sadness in her eyes, looking at the pale man in front of her with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, his face was full of worry.
"No, it's okay." Ling Jing panted slightly, with a warm smile on his face, but there was a hint of haze in his heart.
At the moment of speaking, he quickly called up his character attribute map in his mind, and saw that the "Character Status" column had turned completely bright red. Looking at the bloody line, he suddenly felt a
cold.
"Character status: 14% meridians damaged, 9% energy and blood loss (serious injury)"
Compared with the previous "11% meridians damage", this time the injury actually made the meridians damage so much worse, it was only one step away from the final bottom line of 15% in his mind.
Once the damage to his meridians reached 15%, he extremely doubted whether he would become a complete invalid and would never be able to use martial arts again in his life.
"We must not let this happen!" He really couldn't imagine how long he could survive in this world if he really lost his martial arts completely. And for those he wanted to protect, he still had
What ability can we talk about to protect them?
Now Zuo Lengchan, Yue Buqun, Yu Canghai and others are definitely trying to get rid of him quickly, and the people in Dongchang also have a very ambiguous attitude towards him. If he really loses his martial arts, there is no guarantee that they will not treat him.
Do it yourself.
His heart felt a little heavy, but he didn't want Linglong to worry about him. He immediately put on a smile, looked at Linglong and said, "By the way, why did you appear here, and what happened after I passed out.
?”
He was still a little worried about Ren Yingying. If her identity was exposed, no matter how compassionate Fang Sheng was, he would not let her go easily.
Linglong snorted softly after hearing this and said, "You want to ask how the girl who was beside you before is doing?" After saying that, she tilted her head to one side.
Ling Jing smiled awkwardly and looked at Linglong's side face, with a bit of sarcasm on his face. Linglong would be angry, which is natural, not to mention that there is still one hidden in the house. If we talk about this matter carefully, only
If you can describe it more and more darkly, it is better to ignore it lightly, otherwise you will be asking for trouble.
"Ahem..." Suddenly, he rolled his eyes and coughed violently twice while covering his chest. A strange blush suddenly appeared on his pale face.
"Stop talking, don't you know how serious your injury is?" When Linglong saw him coughing, a look of worry appeared on her face again, and she had no time to get angry with him anymore.
Seeing that she was no longer angry, Ling Jing smiled slightly and gasped: "As long as you don't get angry with me, I will be much better."
"Bad boy." Linglong looked at his pale and handsome face with a trace of pity in her eyes. She really had no way to deal with him in her heart and couldn't bear to blame him anymore. She just said angrily: "You little rascal, you are always merciful and flirt with others.
.I owe you something from my previous life."
Ling Jing laughed, held her soft and boneless hand, and said: "No, you owe me not only in the previous life, but also in the previous life, and the lifetime after that. So you must always stay with me.
Even if you are with me for three lifetimes, you will never leave me again."
A smile appeared in Linglong's eyes, but she spat on her face: "That's nonsense. Do you think you are a fortune teller?"
When Ling Jing heard this, his face immediately became solemn, and he pretended to count with his fingers. After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Girl, this is life, so please stop struggling."
Linglong rolled her eyes at him, suddenly hit him on the head, and said scolding: "You're not serious, have you recovered from your injury? You're actually smiling now. People who don't know may think I'm injured."
"
"Ouch!" Ling Jing screamed in pain and said dissatisfied: "You also know that I am injured, so you still hit me?"
"I'll beat you, whatever you want." Linglong was teased by him, and the worries in her heart dissipated a little, and she suddenly laughed.
"You are so powerful, I can't beat you..." Ling Jing stared at her for a long time, and finally surrendered. He couldn't beat her when he was not injured. Now that he is seriously injured, he still can't stand in front of Linglong.
It was like mud, so she could squeeze it however she wanted.
Linglong giggled, her branches trembling with laughter, her plump breasts rising and falling, and Ling Jing's eyes dazzled as she swayed.
"Is it so funny?" Ling Jing reached out and took her into his arms, smelling the unique fragrance of Linglong's body, and felt an unprecedented peace of mind.
Linglong laughed for a while and then stopped, placing her cheek on Ling Jing's shoulder, quietly enjoying the moment of peace.
After a while, he finally said: "You brat, how do you know Yingying?"
The expression on Ling Jing's face paused, and he quickly laughed and said: "I know a lot of people, so what's surprising about meeting Yingying? But then again, since you are here, Yingying must not have been affected by Fang.
Arrest him alive?"
He carefully observed Linglong's expression, fearing that she would suddenly become angry again, and anyway, he would not be the one to suffer by then.
Seeing the cautious look on his face, Linglong felt angry and amused at the same time. She couldn't help but twist his waist a few times. It wasn't until she saw his grinning expression that she stopped and said angrily: "You just
Do you care about that little girl that much?"
"No, no." How could Ling Jing dare to answer truthfully? He immediately shook his head and said very seriously: "In fact, I just asked casually, and you only need to answer casually."
"Then I won't answer, okay?" Linglong's heart moved and she looked at him with a half-smile.
"Um..." Ling Jing looked at the woman in his arms helplessly. If he was to be called smart, I'm afraid none of the women around him could compare to Linglong. He got along with so many women.
Afterwards, it seems that I have only suffered a lot of losses from her.
"Is this woman my nemesis?" Ling Jing thought with a wry smile. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com (.) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest support.
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