Chapter 1589 Only this one, I can't give it to you
Several people present were experts. They all noticed the aura in the distance and turned to look.
The white light of the thatched house gradually dimmed and finally became invisible.
In the center of the original thatched house.
Feng Lin knelt on the ground with one knee, holding the general in his hand to support his body.
There were sword wounds all over his body, and every one of them was shocking.
In some cases, you can even see bones.
"Feng Lin..."
Su Zishu looked at Feng Lin in the distance and found that there were already six thumbtacks on his face.
"Oh? It seems I don't need a hostage, you are already dying."
He Xingzhen looked at Feng Lin and smiled, "Hand over your skills and I will spare your life!"
Feng Lin raised his head slightly, supported himself with Ganjiang, and stood up unsteadily.
A smile appeared on the expressionless face.
From now on, Burial Sword Style has surpassed Fallen Soul, becoming Feng Lin's third most powerful move.
Only under the Divine Rebellion and the Seven Destiny Needles.
"why are you laughing?"
He Xingzhen looked at Feng Lin and asked.
"I have obtained the skill, but I can't give it to you."
Feng Lin smiled and pointed his general at Su Zishu, "Master Yin Yang Crusader, you are useless. I will kill you here. I believe everyone thinks that it was He Xingzhen who did it, right?"
"you……"
It only took a moment for Su Zishu to realize that Feng Lin was just trying to distance herself from her to prevent He Xingzhen from being used as a hostage.
No one would believe that Su Zishu, the Yin-Yang Crusader, was friends with Feng Lin.
They will only think that it is a superior-subordinate relationship.
"Feng Lin! How dare you betray me!" Su Zishu asked pretending to be angry.
"Betrayal? I have never been loyal!"
The general in Feng Lin's hand shone with a gentle white light.
Whoosh!
As Feng Lin swung his long sword, dense white straight sword energy struck at He Xingzhen like a large intertwined net.
This range includes not only He Xingzhen and Chensha, but also Su Zishu.
The sword energy seemed to cut through the air at an extremely fast speed.
When He Xingzhen saw this, she immediately jumped to a higher place.
Su Zishu looked at the dense linear sword energy, as if there were cracks in the space.
She cursed secretly, "I can't stop it!"
You know, because of the pain in her body, she couldn't even lift her arms.
Feng Lin smiled. His move was not the Sharp Sword, but the Setting Sun Kill.
Just when the sword energy was about to reach Chen Sha and Su Zishu, the sword energy suddenly stopped.
As fast as a turtle, he approached the two of them.
brush!
Feng Lin passed through the dense sword energy and came to Su Zishu and Chensha.
He carried Su Zishu on his shoulders, grabbed Cinsha with one hand, and ran towards the palace.
Cen Caixuan saw Feng Lin running this way, so she ran in first.
Feng Lin quickly came to a sword-shaped pillar and stabbed the red dagger into the hole.
Buzz!
A circle of formations appeared all around.
"Walk!"
Feng Lin pulled out the small sword and moved out with the remaining people.
At this moment, He Xingzhen, who followed, was a step too late.
She tried to keep herself calm, "Even if you escape from here, you can't do without the ruins of the Ten Thousand Demons Gate!"
…
On Feng Lin's side, several people appeared again in the palace on the upper floor.
The cave entrance to the side is the previous spirit-breaking formation.
"Okay, let's take a rest here. Only we can enter this road, no one else can."
As Feng Lin spoke, he put the two of them down and sat on the ground himself.
"Are you okay? Your bones are exposed."
Cen Caixuan looked at Feng Lin's shoulder and asked with concern.
"You won't die, but this injury may take a few days to recover."
Feng Lin sighed helplessly, "You are all injured, we will rest here for the next few days."
While talking, he took out a wooden barrel from the space ring.
Anyway, there are many space rings. Before leaving Xuantianmen, he put the wooden barrel he used for healing into them.
Then, he looked at the people in front of him and said, "Come, I'll treat you first."
"Feng Lin! Look at my child!"
Cen Caixuan covered her belly and stretched out her arms.
When Feng Lin saw the wound on his lower abdomen, he immediately grabbed Cen Caixuan's wrist and closed his eyes to feel it carefully.
"How's it going? Is something going to happen?" Cen Caixuan asked nervously.
"What the hell happened! It's only been a while, and it hasn't taken shape yet."
Feng Lin laughed and cursed.
Only then did Cen Caixuan realize that she had used her own skills to temporarily suppress him.
Prevent children from being born in the near future.
She didn't want to hold the baby early and become a burden.
"Okay, it's already level eight!"
Feng Lin looked at Cen Caixuan in surprise, "Finally we have crossed a hurdle."
"Hmph! I just realized it now. Let me tell you, I will enter the ninth level as quickly as possible."
Cen Caixuan snorted softly.
"Stop humming, you all take off your clothes, I will treat you."
Feng Lin glanced at several people.
"Take off..."
Cen Caixuan immediately hugged her body and stared at Feng Lin warily.
Chensha's face looked a little abnormal, and she said: "I don't need it. I was mainly poisoned by spiritual poison, and there was almost no external injury."
Feng Lin looked at Chensha and saw that it was indeed the case.
Except for the wounds on her shoulders and back, her clothes were still intact.
"I'll treat you first."
Feng Lin took out the treasures of heaven and earth, extracted the essence, and applied it to her wounds.
After finishing, Feng Lin looked at Su Zishu and Cen Caixuan, "Can it be cured?"
Su Zishu's cheeks turned red, even though she had been treated by Feng Lin before.
But there was no one else at that time, but this time there was an outsider. Where will the Yin Yang Crusaders’ reputation be from now on?
"Feng Lin! When I was treating you at Xuantianmen before, you didn't take off your clothes!"
Su Zishu crossed his arms and said calmly.
"That's because there are wooden barrels and it takes one night to recover." Feng Lin explained.
"Isn't this also the case?"
Su Zishu patted the edge of the barrel.
"Sister, do you know how big my load is right now?"
While Feng Lin was talking, he pulled out a thumbtack.
As the body gradually relaxes, the blood continues to flow downward.
"I don't have time to wait for you all night. I feel like I might collapse at any time now."
Feng Lin said helplessly.
"Can you just use it together? The barrel is big anyway."
Sitting on the floor, Chensha smiled and spoke.
Feng Lin's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and then he said seriously: "What are you thinking about? I definitely don't mind, but he is the Yin-Yang Crusader."
He also thinks this method is feasible and can save a lot of time.
"Why not? That's it!"
Su Zishu glanced at Feng Lin.
Instead of taking off your clothes, why not take a medicinal bath together.
Cen Caixuan didn't object, "I listen to my sister."
"good."
Feng Lin first took out the needle and thread and handed it to Cen Caixuan who was standing aside, asking her to sew up his wound.
These threads are dissolvable and do not need to be removed.
Cen Caixuan learned needlework and sewed up the large wound according to Feng Lin's instructions.
Feng Lin gathered the water around him and poured it into the barrel.
Extract the natural and earthly treasures for healing injuries and drop them into the water.
"You two, change into thin clothes. The water is full of essence. Don't let it all be absorbed by your clothes."
As Feng Lin spoke, he pulled out all the thumbtacks.
The blood on his body was flowing down like a fountain.
The three people in front of them were all shocked and didn't know what Feng Lin had experienced.
"You can do whatever you want, I'm really... going to die."
Feng Lin couldn't even raise his eyelids, so he quickly tore off his clothes, leaving only his underwear, and jumped into the barrel.
He raised his head, leaned against the edge, and closed his eyes.
Cen Caixuan and Su Zishu came behind Feng Lin and quickly took off their bloody clothes.
Chensha on the side couldn't help but marvel, "You two have absolutely stunning figures."
"What?"
Feng Lin opened his eyes in a daze, turned around and asked.
"Fuck!"
Su Zishu was so shocked that he hurriedly punched Feng Lin on the head.
thump!
Feng Lin rolled his eyes and sank into the barrel on the spot.