The golden wolf head put his golden wolf arm on my chest, and said to the silver wolf head in surprise: "This kid's vitality is as strong as a cockroach. Not only did he not die after being injured so seriously, but he also looked like he had a very strong vitality.
Although we held back in the end, he was much stronger than I thought."
The silver wolf head quickly put his arm on me. Sure enough, as the golden wolf head said, although my injuries were serious, my vitality was still strong and I would definitely not die.
How could they know that this was not because of my tenacious vitality? Although my defense was strong and I was in the state of a blood-red angel, the final impact just now almost killed me. It was the vitality emitted by the turquoise that protected my heart.
My pulse prevented me from dying.
Silver Wolf Head said: "Let's do this, Yinjian, you place him well and don't allow anyone to hurt him. We were injured in a fair duel. Also, you also need to settle down his subordinates until he wakes up.
I still have something to ask him. Our injuries are very serious and must be treated immediately."
Silver Arrow said: "This guy hurt you, it is a heinous crime, why do you still want to keep him?" The two heads of the wolf god smiled bitterly at the same time, and the golden wolf head said: "He stopped his hand at the most critical moment, otherwise, the consequences would be dire.
Anticipation, how can we take advantage of others' danger now? If we do that, what qualifications do we have to be called the Wolf God again?"
Silver Arrow first showed a look of shame, then looked at the Wolf God with reverence, and said respectfully: "I obey my orders." With the support of two temple guards, the Wolf God went back to his dormitory to heal his wounds, and
My guards and I were placed in the monastery by Silver Arrow, and five hundred wolf god guards were sent to "protect" us. We had plenty of food and drink, but no one was allowed to go out.
When Wolf and others saw that I was seriously injured, they did not dare to argue with them for a while. They could only take care of me honestly in the monastery, hoping that I would wake up soon. During the period when I was in coma, they could only rely on me.
I fed some liquid food to sustain my life. They also thought about using fighting energy to heal my injuries, but their fighting energy could not rush into my meridians, and they did not dare to use too much force to hurt me, so they had to rely on me for everything.
By myself.
Ten days later.
I can't move my whole body, it hurts so much.
I woke up amidst the moans. Now I couldn't move anywhere. I looked around and found myself in an elegantly decorated room.
Where is this place? Am I dead? Already in hell? How can I still be injured? Didn’t those wolf guards kill me? "Master, you finally woke up." After a shout of surprise, Wolf appeared.
Within my sight, I asked hoarsely: "Where is this?"
Wolf replied: "This is still Wall Mountain. We are under house arrest by those guys. They are all outside. How is your injury?"
His question reminded me of the original situation, when I pushed Mo Ming over with the last blow, and the powerful force ejected me and the Wolf God at the same time. At that time, I thought I was finished, but I didn't expect the wolf.
God is so strong. Since I was able to transform into a blood-red angel, he is the first one who can compete with me. Because of my restraint, the Wolf God also took back part of his power in the last blow.
The moment he was knocked away, I knew that he probably wouldn't die, as he was still stronger than me. I still lost in this competition, but I had a chance to fight to the death.
I checked the condition inside my body, and I can only describe it as horrific. My meridians were completely severed, and my Mad God Fighting Qi could not be found at all. Only some dark magic power remained in my brain. Can this injury be cured?
Only geniuses know. I smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid my injury won't heal for a while. They didn't make things difficult for you, right?"
Wolf shook his head and said: "Apart from not letting us go out, there is nothing else. They deliver good meals every day. There are hundreds of people watching outside. I'm afraid with our ability..."
I said: "It doesn't matter. Since the Wolf God didn't kill us at the beginning, he won't kill us now. You should practice hard. Only when my injury heals can we have hope of leaving here."
"Yes, Master."
"You should go out first, I need to be alone."
Wolf withdrew, and I tried to mobilize the dark magic in my brain to heal, but the energy just barely moved and then stopped. I tried again and again, but it still had no effect, only the vitality that continued to come from the turquoise.
My meridians are being slowly repaired, but at this rate, it will probably take more than ten years for me to fully recover.
Suddenly, I remembered the first time I turned into a blood-red angel. I was also seriously injured and my body was severely overdrafted. Later, when I repaired my meridians, Mo Ming helped me a lot.
The dark magic that arrived helped me sort out the meridians in my body, giving me a chance to recover.
Thinking of this, I shouted: "Wolf, come in." Due to the serious injury, I couldn't scream loudly, but it still caused splitting pain all over my body.
Wolf's ears and eyes were very sensitive, and he actually heard my call. He ran to my bedside and asked, "Master."
I endured the pain and said, "Where's my sword? Get it for me."
Wolf looked a little embarrassed and said: "Master, I only saw your people that day, but I didn't find your sword."
After listening to his words, I suddenly remembered that during the final blow, my Mo Ming flew out of his hand, and it must have been inside the temple.
"Go and see if you can get the sword back from them. It will play a very important role in recovering from my injuries."
Wolf nodded and said, "Yes, I will go now."
I hummed and said, "Be polite to them, I don't want to fall out with them."
Wolf turned around and went out. Can those werewolves return Mo Ming to me? This is still unknown. If I can't get Mo Ming back, I'm afraid my plan to become the Beast God will fail.
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