Lin Yan was happy and continued to use the method of "swallowing essence and energy", absorbing the essence and energy from the sixth inner elixir, and heading towards the black soft armor.

The four gaps really no longer absorb the essence. The essence spreads along the soft armor, and first disappeared into the flesh embedded with the blocks above the soft armor. Suddenly, the soft armor emitted a layer of extremely light white light, and then flashed away, and the essence was successfully absorbed by the wound.

Lin Yan finally felt relieved and acted in one go to stimulate all the remaining essence in the inner elixir, allowing the injured flesh embedded in the squares on the soft armor to absorb.

When the last trace of essence was absorbed, Lin Yan felt a cool feeling coming from the wound on his upper body, accompanied by a numb and slight sensation. Lin Yan understood that the wound was recovering.

Lin Yan then took out another inner pill and continued to use the method of "swallowing essence and energy".

Gradually, Lin Yan felt that as his essence was constantly absorbed by the wound, the flesh that had been stuck to the soft armor was actually separated from the soft armor.

After using two inner elixirs in succession, the black soft armor has completely separated from the adhesion of flesh and blood. Now, the wound caused by the block above the soft armor has recovered.

The rest is recovery from internal injuries.

This will surely be a long and painful process, but Lin Yan has no other way to survive.

Trapped in a deep pit, without food, unable to move, and not be able to last long. Some injuries must be recovered as soon as possible and crawled out.

So, Lin Yan accelerated the speed of "swallowing essence and energy". Lin Yan absorbed all the remaining five inner elixirs within two hours. Unconsciously, the internal injuries caused by the bombardment of the eight-armed dragon improved a little.

Although it is still much worse than complete recovery from internal injuries, at least, there is no danger of life. As for the broken bone healing, it may take some time to recover.

However, Lin Yan tried it and found that although he could stand up, he could not climb out of the thirty-meter-deep pit with his sword. It was at this dusk that the damn God actually played another joke with him that seemed like a disaster in his opinion.

It was already raining in the sky.

November is the beginning of winter. The rain is not as violent as summer, but it is not as silent as spring rain.

Soon, the drizzle became heavier and turned into raindrops the size of mung beans. Along with the wind in the forest, a gray rain curtain was pulled out in the sky.

Lin Yan cursed several swear words like "God's Thieves" and even compared his middle finger to God, but then he had to face the reality obediently and use his complete right hand to support his heavy head as heavy as a mountain, which was quite painful.

This big pit is obviously lower than the nearby forests. When it rains, the surrounding rain will gather here frantically, and then it will fill it into the deep pit.

Now, he is already under the treatment of turbid yellow mud and water falling from the sky to wash his body. I really don’t know how long it will take for him to be drowned alive.

On the deserted Dragon Island, it was not killed by ferocious beasts, and it was not turned into a zombie by the demons at the foot of the Bone Mountain, but it was watered by the rain. With such a way of death, Lin Yan felt that he could not let go of this matter even after his death. Such a way of death was frustrating!

But God seems to enjoy such evil tastes.

The mud and water fell like a sky-high water, and he refused to let go of every inch of his body. Soon, he could only barely support his body to stand up, because when he sat down, his butt would have to be soaked in a pool of mud and muddy water.

At this time, the vulture on the pit, who had originally decided to give up the meal when Lin Yan could stand up and decided to give up the meal, suddenly became energetic. It looked at Lin Yan seriously and walked a few steps around the edge of the pit with satisfaction. Finally, it was sure that the human in front of it would die soon, so it decided to wait for a while.

Lin Yan thought that he could swim, and if the water flooded, he could swim out, but the water falling into the deep pit was not just rain, but mud water!

Moreover, there is also a lot of soft soil in the soil pit. Once it is soaked in water, it immediately turns into mud, which is even more thick than porridge. Soaking in such mud is like sinking into a swamp, and it is impossible to hang up at all, and it can only be swallowed by mud bit by bit.

After thinking about it, Lin Yan decided to use the red blood wild ginseng in the "Spirit Protection Bottle".

To crawl out, your body must recover better, and the stronger your physical strength is required, the better. Half of the red blood ginseng can undoubtedly achieve this goal.

Of course, Lin Yan also thought about it and could not let the girl from Tiansha Sect die, so he decided to swallow half of the remaining Red Blooded Wild Ginseng. The remaining part should also help Qiu Xiaoman remove the "ant poison". Even now, he doesn't even know whether he can walk out of Dragon Island alive in a few months.

In short, there are many unknown situations that can prevent the red blood wild in the "Spirit Protection Bottle" from being able to play the role it should have. Rather than this, choosing to swallow is a very wise idea.

Lin Yan took out the "Spirit Protection Bottle" in his arms, tore off half of the Red Blooded Wild Ginseng, and then put the "Spirit Protection Bottle" back.

The red blood ginseng melted in his mouth, and a rich sweet smell flowed down his throat, warming his internal organs in an instant. The heat flow made every pore in his body feel extremely comfortable, and the wounds of all sizes around him no longer hurt, but instead had a warm feeling.

The medicinal effect of Red Blood Wild Ginseng was quickly developed.

Lin Yan stood still and closed his eyes and activated his vitality. He tried his best to apply the medicine to all parts of his body as soon as possible to help recover his injuries and generate strength.

About five minutes later, Lin Yan opened his eyes.

He still wanted to regulate his breathing. After all, if the extremely precious spiritual medicine, Red Blood Wild Ginseng, had to use its medicinal effect completely, the medicinal power would not be dissipated in five minutes, but he had to stop and climb up thinking.

Because, in just a few minutes, the water level had risen to his thighs!

Lin Yan immediately tried to move his body again, and found that after swallowing the Red Blooded Wild Ginseng, the injuries left by the eight-armed dragon recovered a lot, and his strength was also replenished because of this. At least it should be barely enough to walk now. As for climbing out of the deep pit, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain, he could barely do it.

Lin Yan began to use his battle sword to dig small holes arranged up and down on the wall of the pit for his footsteps.

Fortunately, the soil is soft and the sword is sharp, so it is not very difficult to dig a small hole. The difficulty is that after standing up, it can only be changed to digging a hole with your left hand.

There is no attachment around the deep pit at all. You can only use your complete right hand to force the mud in the small hole to prevent your body from falling. Naturally, the task of digging the hole can only be handed over to the broken left hand.

The elbow of the left hand was actually completely broken. Even with the nourishment of "swallowing essence" and the red blood wild ginseng, it would not be possible to recover as soon as possible. Lin Yan had to endure the pain and dig it up.

Every time he dug, the wound he was involved was touched, and Lin Yan was sweating all over, dizzy and dizzy, and almost fell down several times.

Although Lin Yan has extraordinary perseverance and will, able to maintain his body always hanging on the wall of the pit and move up step by step, his speed is inevitably slow, very slow.

The water level is rising continuously.

The situation was not good for Lin Yan. The water level was about six meters. Even if Lin Yan could persist, the speed of moving upwards was not even as good as the speed of the water level rising. It was still very possible for Lin Yan to drown or be suffocate by mud.

"That hateful eight-armed dragon, if I can go out, I will have to steal all three of your dragon eggs."

Lin Yan thought hatefully, but he still tried hard to dig a hole with his battle sword and climbed up.

But what made Lin Yan cry without tears happened soon.

A piece of mud he grabbed with his right hand actually loosened a little, and then his entire right hand was empty. Finally, he fell down with his sword.

During the fall, the first thought that came to my mind was not something like "This time I'm miserable, I have to drown here". Lin Yan just took a deep breath quickly and wanted to let the lungs in as much fresh air as possible before being swallowed by the water.

Holding your breath in the water, and holding your breath in the mud and water, the competition is time.

Until this time, Lin Yan still never thought of giving up. He never wanted to die, he just wanted to live well.

When he was seven years old, under the struggle of Mr. Xin, his thought in his mind was to escape from the Tiandi City and get rid of the cold-blooded cavalry. Mr. Xin used his life to exchange his hope for his escape, and his thoughts of living even worse. Later, he went to Xia Mansion to work as a small servant. Although his quality of life was extremely poor, he always regarded life as the most important thing.

He is not afraid of death, but he still has many things to solve in his lifetime, so he doesn't want to die.

"Plop."

The sword of war drew deep marks on the wall of the pit, but failed to stop the trend of falling. He fell straight into the mud and water, and was instantly swallowed by the sticky and yellow mud. The wound was mud, the ears were mud, and even the armpits were also in it.

Because the mud was really sticky, it dropped its sinking speed after it fell in. The mud that was six meters deep did not sink to the bottom, but was still covered by the mud.

Lin Yan, who was stuck in the middle of the mud, had to struggle hard, hoping to stick his head out and breathe fresh air, but he couldn't borrow the force under his feet. He was sad to find that he was just tossing and using it urgently, and he couldn't hold his breath for long.

In an instant, he remembered many things, and white light flashed in his mind. These things flashed like paintings, quickly passing through his mind. He was like a person on his dying moments, and he could even feel his soul that was floating above his body, as if he was saying goodbye to him.

He thought of his mother who was uncertain about his life and death, of the Butler Xin who died in battle to protect him, of the head of the Lin family, of his nominal father, of Mei Jiangxue, of Qiu Xiaoman, of Dugu Sword Demon, of Qin Haimeng...

He thought of many people and many things.

Then he sensed a feeling of relief, and he felt his body slowly floating up, chasing the soul that was leaving him.

"I didn't expect that when I was about to die, I would feel like this."
Chapter completed!