The violent movements of the body caused the injury to worsen. The overwhelmed weak body could no longer support it. A hurried footsteps were heard in his ears. In the blur, Xia Lan heard several nervous screams, and a brief darkness blinded her consciousness.

When he opened his eyes, the severe pain in his chest made him cough in pain, and a sweet feeling surged in his throat, and the red blood immediately opened his mouth and squirted out.

"Mr. Karllen, Lord Xialan is awake!"

At this moment, a shocked and nervous voice suddenly sounded. Looking along the sound, he was gradually seeing a man with a hunched figure walking towards him slowly.

"You woke up? How do you feel in your body?"

The hunched man was wearing a wide white cloak, his gray face was covered with wrinkles and acne spots, and the ugly smile slightly curled up on the corners of his mouth added to his ugly face. However, this ugly man was the most important member of Count Heather. He was Karren, one of the few senior pharmacists in the alchemy world in Sissinia.

"It's very bad." After calming down the severe pain in his chest, slight beads of sweat appeared on Xia Lan's face, but his face remained calm.

"Don't force yourself. If you feel pain, you might as well scream." Karlren looked at Xia Lan for a while and smiled faintly: "I have removed the toxins in your body for you, and the worsening injuries have been temporarily suppressed. However, the time for your body to recover may be delayed again."

"Have the murderer behind the scenes found out?" Xia Lan nodded slightly and asked about the maid assassin.

"No, but it's certain that she is not the one sent by Viscount Frant." Karlen said meaningfully: "It seems that there are more than one enemy hidden around you."

"When can my body move?" Xia Lan said in silence for a while.

"I suggest you should stay in bed honestly and not move, otherwise your body will encounter such a thing again, even the physical constitution of the superior strong will be unbearable unless you are willing to cut off your path to the FerNu law."

Karlren shook his head and warned.

"If I am willing to cut off the road towards FerNu, can you treat my injuries quickly?" Xia Lan said suddenly.

"Huh? I seemed to hear some interesting jokes? It seems that I need to confirm whether the injury affected your IQ." Karlren said in surprise and pretended to be surprised.

"I was not kidding, and you heard it right away." Xia Lan said with a plain look.

Kallen restrained the smile on his face and said, "You should know the meaning of the FerNu law to you."

"I know." Xia Lan said.

"But why do you choose to cut off the path you are pursuing?" Callen asked.

"So you really have a way?" Xia Lan avoided the other party's question.

"Yes, I do have a potion here that can quickly cure your injuries, but the price is your life and future." Karlen said calmly.

"What is the therapeutic effect?" Xia Lan said indifferently.

"This kind of potion will completely stimulate the life potential contained in your body and reach the maximum limit of Chen Xin's metabolism. The body's injuries will heal perfectly within two or three days, but the consequence is that you will lose half of your life price." Karlren stared at Xia Lan and said lightly: "The lifespan of the superior strong man is at least more than 200 years old, but after using this potion, your lifespan will only be half, or even less. Have you... thought it through?"

"Give me."

Xia Lan's answer was very concise, just plain, and her voice was filled with determination.

"I want to know why?"

Karlen didn't move, still looking at the man on the bed.

"Isn't it worth it?" Xia Lan whispered.

"Yes. It seems to me." Karlren nodded.

"The Count will definitely be very unhappy after hearing your words." Xia Lan said.

"I'm just following my professional ethics." Carlren said meaninglessly.

"I have my ideas, you have your responsibilities, and both are not contrary to each other." Xia Lan said.

"You really decided?" Callen confirmed again.

"Yes."

"Since that's the case, it's useless to say more."

Carlren sighed, and he turned around and began to walk towards the door.

"Pharm will be sent to you later."

After saying that, Callen's hunched figure disappeared into the room.

Xia Lan closed her eyes and sootheed the depression in her chest deeply. He disliked himself now!

Fragile! Unbearable! Waste!

If it weren't for the moment when "sword technique is in slightest" in serious injury, I'm afraid that he would not be able to use the airflow in his body at that time, he would not be able to kill the mysterious maid assassin responsible for assassinating him!

The deep sense of powerlessness in the face of danger makes people feel desperate and angry! He doesn't know what kind of danger he will encounter next time, and what will he use to resist at that time? If he loses his strength, he is a waste.

Because, all he could do was kill people.

If you can restore your strength, so what if you lose half of your life? So what if you lose the path to the FerNu law?

Living itself is a serious sin to him, and as for the FerNu law, he believes that the system will help him solve this problem.

He has never been a genius. The so-called genius is just a product of a mysterious system. Anyone who obtains a mysterious system may reach his current position and may even be better than him!

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who was as ordinary as he could not be more ordinary.

He likes to stay at home, he likes to be addicted to the world of the Internet, and he likes to spend any interesting games and enjoy a goalless life.

This is him. The real him.

Escape from reality and escape from yourself.

Until that earthquake, he died.

He could imagine his body buried under countless bricks and stone dust, perhaps at that time his head was still wearing a game helmet called "The Sky of Elderland".

But in fact, he was not dead.

Because he lived again in another world, a familiar and unfamiliar world.

The painful experience of youth, the childish and stupid figures of the boys vaguely echoed in front of them. If they had not stopped to escape that day, Madam Lisa would not die, Rona would not die, and he would not have encountered the appearance of a mysterious system...

However, there is no if.

Wandering, begging, and being froze and hungry, he experienced countless tragic lives, and even once made people deceive and traffic as a slave!

It was a day that was so dark that it was a collapsing life. A little slackness would be a harsh whip. The young female slave who was once friendly and familiar with wanted people to enjoy lust in front of her, and finally she could not bear the humiliation and death...

finally.

He gave up on himself and human nature.

Because he no longer wants to accept the world in front of him!

He needs strength!

Only power can make him change everything!

Carrying countless lives and countless blood.
Chapter completed!