In addition to the stimulation of the wound, there was also the impact of Lin Qiuling's energy.
The excessive energy took Ye Fan some time to digest.
In a coma, Ye Fan fell into a dream again.
This dream was similar to the past. Countless monsters came from far away, constantly attacking Ye Fan and the others.
Countless elites tried their best but were unable to resist. Only Ye Fan waved his left hand and slashed one by one.
"Um--"
In the midst of blood, Ye Fan woke up with a groan.
Ye Fan shook his groggy head and tried to remember things.
Soon, he remembered what happened at the beach.
He absorbed all Lin Qiuling's skills, and he also had a conflict with Tang Ruoxue.
He was even shot twice.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan's eyelids twitched and his heart tightened.
He subconsciously wanted to get out of bed and inquire about Song Hongyan and Tang Ruoxue.
Just as he stood upright, Ye Fan stopped moving again.
What can he say at this moment?
After thinking for a while, Ye Fan tried his best to suppress the shadows of Song Hongyan and Tang Ruoxue, and sat cross-legged on the bed to check his wounds.
He was surprised to find that the wound covered with blood-stained gauze was no longer serious.
Not only were the two bullets missing from his body, but his wounds were also beginning to heal.
He could feel that this was not just the effect of the beauty and white medicine, but also his own constitution.
Ye Fan vaguely felt that his body had undergone a slight transformation, and his tendons and blood vessels were much larger and more open than before.
In particular, the skin becomes noticeably tougher, comparable to the effect of copper skin and iron bones.
This made Ye Fan feel happy, and then he worked hard to run the "Tai Chi Sutra" to see if his skills had increased sharply.
It's okay if he doesn't use his luck, but if he does, Ye Fan almost vomits blood.
He originally thought that even if his skills did not increase dramatically, he would have returned completely. After all, he had absorbed all of Lin Qiuling's energy.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan found that his Dantian was empty again, completely lacking the energy and excitement he had when he fought against Lin Qiuling.
He went from being a top master who subdued a monster like Lin Qiuling with one palm to a rookie again.
It is estimated that all the Dantian energy has been absorbed by the left arm.
Ye Fan reluctantly raised his left hand.
He found that the sun and light patterns on his left hand were clearer again.
The patterns that were barely visible in the past are now much brighter.
This invisibly corroborated Ye Fan's inner judgment.
"Is there any mistake?"
"Could it be that my martial arts can only explode when meeting a monster like Lin Qiuling?"
"If I don't meet these experimental subjects, my skills will become like salted fish?"
"Isn't this the art of killing dragons?"
Ye Fan almost hit the wall, with unspeakable depression on his face:
"What do I need this big stick for, what use do I need it for?"
If this speculation is correct, I probably won’t have many opportunities to perform in this life.
After all, there are probably only a few experimental subjects like Lin Qiuling in the world.
"Bang!"
Thinking of this, Ye Fan patted the big bed.
As soon as the sound of banging on the bed sounded, the door was pushed open.
"Ye Fan!"
Zhao Mingyue and a dozen other people quickly pushed the door open and rushed to Ye Fan's side with a crash.
Then more than a dozen people poured in from behind and rushed to the windows and corners.
Apparently they all heard the noise in the room.
After confirming that nothing was wrong, Zhao Mingyue looked at Ye Fan.
Seeing Ye Fan wake up and sitting on the bed with a confused look on his face, she stepped forward with great joy: "Ye Fan, are you awake?"
"Mom, I'm awake."
Ye Fan hugged his mother and comforted her: "I'm fine."
"I just had a nightmare and accidentally punched the bed board."
He first explained quickly to prevent his mother and others from getting nervous.
"As long as it's okay, it's okay. You can sleep for two days."
Zhao Mingyue patted Ye Fan's head with a doting look on her face: "Mom is worried about you."
"Don't worry, Mom, I can take care of myself."
Ye Fan changed the topic: "Grandpa, parents, Hongyan, are they okay?"
"They are all fine and fine. They are chatting downstairs."
Zhao Mingyue knew what Ye Fan was worried about, so she chuckled and comforted her son:
"They are all people who have seen strong winds and heavy rains."
"They have experienced countless more cruel and intense scenes than Lin Qiuling's."
"So this impact has no impact on their emotions at all."
"They are about to write off Lin Qiuling's issue like a piece of chalk. They are more worried about you being injured and unconscious."
"Now that you wake up, they are probably more calm."
Zhao Mingyue changed the subject: "The beauty just lay down."
"Hongyan feels very guilty about that shot you took. You cried like tears after you fell."
"In the past two days, she has basically taken care of you."
"I advised her many times and refused to leave you, saying that you must want to see her first when you wake up."
"I saw that she was exhausted mentally and physically, and I was worried that she would be harmed if she continued like this, so I gave her a bowl of soothing soup."
"After drinking, she fell asleep."
"This is a good woman, you must not let her down."
At the end of the sentence, she reached out and touched Ye Fan's face, reminding her son to cherish Song Hongyan.
She did not reject Tang Ruoxue, and even felt a little sorry for him.
It's just that the feud between the two families is too deep, and with Lin Qiuling's incident, it is impossible for both parties to do so.
Zhao Mingyue no longer hopes that Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue will be together, which will bring too much physical and mental torture to her son.
Instead of falling in love and killing each other, it would be easier for Song Hongyan to do it.
And she could also see that Song Hongyan loved Ye Fan to the core.
"Mom, don't worry, I will treat Hongyan well."
Ye Fan whispered: "I won't let her get hurt."
"Don't you ask Lin Qiuling how she escaped?"
Zhao Mingyue looked at her son and smiled bitterly: "Don't ask her how she found this place?"
"Nothing to ask."
Ye Fan rubbed his head to make his thinking clearer:
"If my guess is correct, Truman must have encountered force majeure when imprisoning Lin Qiuling, allowing Lin Qiuling to take the opportunity to escape."
"Although Truman's fighting power is strong, it is too difficult to capture Lin Qiuling again."
"After all, she is the only experimental subject that Yang Guo spent hundreds of billions of dollars to successfully build."
"Truman couldn't quickly lock onto Lin Qiuling, so he set his sights on me."
"They know Lin Qiuling's deep hatred for me."
"Lin Qiuling will seek revenge on me as soon as possible after she escapes safely."
"So Truman did not inform me in time that Lin Qiuling had escaped, but instead kept spreading news that I was on the island."
"This way you can use me as bait to lure Lin Qiuling here."
"If my estimate is good, there are many Truman masters secretly watching me."
"It's just that no one thought that Lin Qiuling was so perverted that she could lurk from the sea and attack us."
Ye Fan judged the whole story from Lin Qiuling's escape and his lack of knowledge.
"My child, your guess is basically correct."
"It's your uncle's decision to make this matter."
Zhao Mingyue was indignant: "I had a big quarrel with him yesterday. He was so disrespectful that he even plotted against his nephew."
Although the large number of people suppressed Lin Qiuling that day, and her husband also held the line, an inventory of the injured afterwards revealed that most of them were seriously injured.
The person hit by Lin Qiuling not only had his internal organs injured, but was also poisoned.
Even she was injured, but fortunately her strong skills suppressed the poison, otherwise she would have been disabled.
Although several people survived, they lost their fighting ability and had to retire early.
This also made Zhao Mingyue a little scared.
Hengdian and Truman were fishing, but almost sacrificed their bait.
"Mom, don't blame him."
"Lin Qiuling is too destructive. If we catch her one day late, many more people may die."
Ye Fan shook his head understandingly: "My uncle had no choice but to use me to lure Lin Qiuling into taking the bait."
"I don't care. Anyway, he must give me an explanation for this matter."
Zhao Mingyue snorted: "Otherwise I will never be done with him."
"And next time, I will fall out with them."
Although after the battle yesterday, both Hengdian and Trumen made it clear that they owed Ye Fan a favor, but Zhao Mingyue didn't care.
She hopes her son is safe and sound.
"Mom, has Tang Ruoxue left?"
Ye Fan hesitated for a moment: "How...is she?"
"The three Tang sisters took Lin Qiuling's body back to Zhonghai for burial."
Zhao Mingyue had a look of melancholy on her face: "Ruoxue stopped moving after you were shot."
"She looked at you motionless. She didn't cry or fuss or get angry anymore, but it was obvious that she was heartbroken."
"You guys, it's really a bad fate."
"It's just that no matter how much you two fall in love with each other, you both hope not to hurt the innocent Wangfan."
"Okay, no more words. Just lie down for a while and I'll make you some porridge."
After she finished speaking, she said no more, patted Ye Fan on the head and left him alone for a while.
After Zhao Mingyue and the others left, the room became quiet again.
Ye Fan got up from the bed and was in a daze. No one knew what he was thinking.
Then, he looked at his left arm with an indescribably complicated expression.
It killed Lin Qiuling and made the gap between him and Tang Ruoxue even deeper.
Maybe, this is fate, a prank from God.
"Swish swish——"
Ye Fan waved his left arm at the coffee table as if to vent his anger.
A few rays of light flashed away.
There was a crisp sound, and four or five pieces of the coffee table broke into pieces, and then it fell to the ground with a thud.
Ye Fan was startled and looked at the broken coffee table in shock.
