"Ling'er!"

Xiao Tianmo trembled all over, stepped out, and immediately came to the bed.

When he saw the discarded needles, drain tubes, and the bleeding wounds on the little guy's chest, a surge of anger almost overturned the entire warehouse.

"Ling'er!"

Xiao Tianmo let out a beast-like roar.

The treasure on his heart was treated like this!

He wants to kill everyone related to this matter!

No, it’s not killing, it’s slaughtering, slaughtering them with a knife and a knife, making them suffer a hundred times more painful than Su Ling'er!

At this moment, Xiao Tianmo's eyes were red, as if he was going crazy.

But when he saw Su Ling'er's pale little face and faint breathing again, he forced himself to calm down.

The most important thing now is to save Ling'er. If Ling'er leaves, then even if he kills everyone, it will be meaningless.

Yes, save Ling'er, heal Ling'er first. He promised Su Youxi that he would definitely take Ling'er back well, and Ling'er must not be in trouble!

Thinking of this, Xiao Tianmo quickly took out three small pills from the close-fitting bottle, chewed them in his mouth, and then fed them to Su Ling'er's mouth.

Then he took out the silver needles and used the simplified version of the Tianlong Divine Needle.

Two minutes later, Su Ling'er's breath finally began to become stronger, and the frequency of heartbeat gradually recovered a little.

It was not until this time that Xiao Tianmo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

After a while, Su Ling'er's heartbeat finally became stronger.

Suddenly, her body twitched suddenly, and she cried in an extremely weak voice: "Dad, Ling'er hurts so much...it hurts..."

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Hearing these words, Xiao Tianmo's heart was bleeding.

He suppressed his anger and pulled out the silver needle from Su Ling'er's body.

Then he gently covered Su Ling'er's wound with his warm big hands.

After a while, Su Ling'er opened her eyes with difficulty, "Dad..."

This voice of dad directly shouted out Xiao Tianmo's tears.

"Baby, it's all my fault for dad, it's dad who came late!"

Men will not shed tears easily.

But at this moment, galloping on the battlefield, the majestic God of War in Jiuzhou shed tears of heartbreak.

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The little guy was very weak, but tears were flowing down.

She didn't understand that what those people took away was the most precious bone marrow on her body, but in these few dozen minutes, everything she had endured was enough to create a huge shadow on her young heart.

Now seeing her father, she feels full of grievances.

Hearing the little guy say this, Xiao Tianmo's anger that had been suppressed by force surged into the sky again.

"Baby, Dad promises you that those who hurt you and those who plan all this behind your back will never let you go!"

"I want them to repay ten times, hundred times, thousand times, and thousand times!"

Warehouse gate.

"Fuck, I didn't expect this little girl to be so powerful!"

Fat Tiger looked at Zhuque vigilantly and said to the tall man nervously.

The tall man gritted his teeth helplessly.

They are masters raised by the Li tribe. If they were ordinary trainers, they would probably not be their opponents if everyone joined them.
Chapter completed!