How to deal with it in the future will become a very difficult problem.

After all, no one can be sure when Lin Yu will be normal and when will he become the Dragon King of Black Prison?

...

According to the agreement, Lin Yu burned the bodies of the Nine-Headed Buddha Owl and the Misty Shadow Knife on the spot and restrained their relics.

The two of them did not stay stuck in the body during their lifetime and did not bring many personal belongings.

The nine-headed Buddha Owl left a string of Buddhist beads, and the shadow knife left a knife.

There is nothing else other than that.

Looking at the blazing fire, the two bodies turned into dust.

The red fire light shone on the indifferent face.

A sigh appeared in Lin Yu's cold eyes.

These two men were both heroes who stirred up the situation during their lifetime, but in the end, they turned into a cup of loess in obscurity.

Nothing is joyful in life, nothing is hard to die!

He looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, and the sigh in his eyes slowly dissipated.

In his cold eyes, there was a bit of nostalgia.

"The world's storm comes from our generation, and it's time to enter the world."

"The emperor's tyranny is talking and laughing, and life is drunk."

With the sound of chanting quietly, it sounded slowly.

Lin Yu secretly used his strength, and his body was filled with blood.

On the nine major life gates, golden needles slowly emerge from their bodies.

When nine golden needles left the body, the whole person's aura was like a piercing ball, and suddenly it was sluggish to the lowest point.

Both legs are exhausted, and garlic is mixed under the feet.

Plop!

The man squatted on the ground.

His face was pale and bloodless, his lips were blue, his breathing was disordered, and his eyes were quickly dimmed.

The pain was unbearable all over my body.

The wound that had stopped the blood began to ooze out slowly again.

My chest was as heavy as a mountain, and I couldn't breathe.

Every time I breathe, I feel like my lungs were stabbed by a fire-tip, and the fire-spicy pain was so painful.

A blood-red palm print slowly highlighted at the back of the back of the back, as if carefully carved.

Previously, internal and external injuries that were barely suppressed broke out in a surging situation.

Lin Yu stood up from the ground with difficulty, walked to the black off-road vehicle, opened the car door, and got in.

Sitting in the driver's seat, he took a few deep breaths.

The arrogant face showed a gray color.

"Mad, fortunately, I am a doctor myself. Otherwise, if I had such a serious injury, I wouldn't have to go to the hospital. I would just go back to lie on the bed and wait for death."

Even though he was seriously injured, he still remained optimistic.

However, compared with the coldness and arrogance just now, he suddenly became a little more lively and returned to his previous free and unrestrainedness.

He carefully put away the nine golden needles, stretched out his fingers and lit them a few times on the neck and heart under his chest.

The bleeding from the wound was instantly relieved.

Then, he flipped out a mini medical box from the car.

After opening it, the bandages and gauze inside are complete with alcohol needles and thread.

He took out medical alcohol and poured it into the wounds on his chest, front and back.

hiss!

Even though Lin Yu was tenacious, he couldn't help but take a breath.

Cold alcohol spilled on the wound.

The entire wound was filled with a scorching burning sensation.

Like a red soldering iron, it was stamped on the back.

That taste is so sour and refreshing.

After finally sterilizing the wound, Lin Yu was already sweating profusely.

He still cursed vaguely: "Damn, when it comes to pretending to be a comparison, when it is to suffer, it is labor and capital..."

I don't know who he was scolding.
Chapter completed!