pain…

My whole body is hurting...

When Thirteen's consciousness was still in the dark, the pain had already spread throughout his body, but he could feel the pain, but he could not control his body. He only had a little strength to think about what happened before his coma...

...

The strange true energy easily penetrated into his body-protecting energy, and even penetrated directly into his skin, swept across the internal organs, making people tremble.

The damp and gloomy feeling continued to invade the Dantian. No matter how hard it was, it could not resist the evil spirit. In an instant, the Dantian, which was originally energetic, seemed to have been thrown into the ten thousand-year-old ice cave, and in an instant it was frozen into a snowball, and all its power was completely sealed.

Thirteen knew that Daxue Peak's skill was mainly cold, but this cold was not the cold above the snow, but more like the cold in the boundless abyss.

In the boundless darkness, my heart is filled with the helpless feeling of helplessness that I cannot shout, and the coldness is derived.

Clang...

The sword energy on the smoke pole was shattered inch by inch, silent and sounding. Thirteen felt a long hissing sound in his ears. This sound that had never been heard before was indescribable, like a ghost surrounding the Styx, rushing to the soul, directly disturbing his brains...

Later...what happened...

...

Where am I now?

When his thoughts turned around, Thirteen thought of another problem. This matter needs to be verified with his eyes. Even if he is already in hell, he can at least look at the legendary Huangquan Road and the other side of the river.

I don’t know if Lin can be born again...

With the effort of recovering, Thirteen slowly opened his heavy eyelids. When he saw the dim light, a cold light suddenly flashed.

Years of experience tell him that it is a refraction on weapons!

Finished!

Before he could adapt to the blurry light and shadow in front of him, the cold light was so scared that Shisan burst into cold sweat, and he habitually wanted to turn over and avoid it. Unexpectedly, his body seemed to be bound, and even if he struggled to break free, he could not move at all.

After a while, the slightly recovered strength disappeared, and the pain just now suddenly expanded several times, making all the thirteenth and threeteenth and threeteenth and threeteenth and threeteenth and threeteenth and threeteenth and threeteenth and threeteenth and threeteenth and threeteenth and threeteenth and threeteenth and one another suddenly squeezed together.

When he recovered, he opened his eyes again and saw Zhang Yanming holding a sharp dagger in one hand and an apple in the other, watching Thirteen's performance in amazement.

The two of them looked at each other face to face for a while, but they didn't say anything either. They seemed to be waiting for each other to explain. In the end, Thirteen couldn't help but ask continuously: "Gan Linliang... Xiao Ming, what are you doing here? No, why are Lin Que here? Or isn't it, where is this?"

Zhang Yanming had just said that there was something to do, so he put aside Thirteen and didn't know where he went. Later, when he ran into Ling Family Prison, he had already been arranged along the way. I guess someone in the dark sent a message to Zhang Yanming.

"Which one do you want me to answer first?" Zhang Yanming took action helplessly, smiling on his face, but did not answer any of Thirteen's questions.

"Then come one by one."

After moving his eyes, Thirteen found that his whole body was wrapped in gauze, and his right hand and left foot were splints. The chest pain was in pain during breathing, and probably a few of his ribs were broken. As for other places, there was no need to think too much, and it probably wouldn't be better.

Even the face is wrapped in gauze...

What's the situation?

"How did Lin Que become like this?" Thirteen's eyes swept back and forth on his body. This question is the general outline of all questions. As long as the answer is obtained, the rest can naturally be solved.

Zhang Yanming cut the apple with a dagger and replied very simply: "I was beaten by Ling Qingniu."

This is not surprising, but...

"Why didn't he kill Lin?"

Thirteen seemed to be useless to Ling Qingniu. Even if he used all his skills in the end, he could only barely breathe, but if he was rescued by Zhang Yanming...

There is no such coincidence in the world, right?

Zhang Yanming

He peeled the apple skin very carefully and focusedly: "In today's world, only three people can beat Ling Qingniu, and only five or six people can tie Ling Qingniu. Although you can't beat Ling Qingniu, you can survive from him... The Qingnang Gu Sutra is very powerful."

The inadvertent sigh made Thirteen's heart twitch. Regardless of the pain in his body, he quickly called out: "Youshou, how can you get the Qingnang Sutra from the Lin Que? If I hadn't met the uncle, I wouldn't know that the internal strength I practiced was not the Qingnang Sutra at all, it was just an ordinary mental method. At most, the effect was just a bit strange."

"Then I don't know."

Zhang Yanming put down his dagger and took the apple peel off from the top of the apple, carefully admiring his work, without looking at Thirteen from beginning to end.

"When I arrived there, you were lying beside Ling Qingniu, your whole body was beaten to pieces. Fortunately, Chen De was there too, and he had to use a lot of effort to pull you back from the gates of hell."

"Do you have been in a coma for about ten days."

The crisp sound of Zhang Yanming biting the apple, which immediately echoed in Shisan's belly: "It seems that Lin Que's life is quite tough. But you haven't answered me yet, why didn't Ling Qingniu kill me?"

"Ling Qingniu used your life to exchange for his son's innocence and the reputation of the Ling family."

"Oh? Then you have a great face."

Facing an old friend who had not seen for a long time, the tone of the conversation between the two was the same as before, but Shisan still felt a strange sense of strangeness in his heart, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Zhang Yanming smiled and said, "I'm just a little person, and Ling Qingniu did this because of the above."

"above?"

"The court."

"The war has only lasted for a few years, and the forces everywhere are still ready to move, especially in the world." Zhang Yanming put down his apple, took out a long sword from under the bed, and shook it in front of Thirteen's eyes, "Do you recognize this sword?"

"This is... the Martial God Sword?" With just a glance, Thirteen recognized the sword, "Didn't this thing fall into the sea, how could it be in your hands?"

On the night when the Ling family's giant ship was destroyed, Thirteen, Huang Guiyun, Wan Li Xinkuan and others were knocked out by the huge waves. When they fell on the deserted island, they were always dropped into the sea by the Martial God Sword that Huang Guiyun carried with them. This incident further deteriorated their relationship.

clang...

A silver light flashed, and Zhang Yanming pulled out the long sword and checked it repeatedly.

The silver-bright sword sheath is paired with the mysterious inscription on the sword body. Putting aside the meaning represented behind it, this sword is really a very beautiful and eye-catching work of art.

Zhang Yanming pushed the sword into the sheath and threw the Martial God Sword aside at will. This long sword that everyone wanted to compete for seemed to be garbage in his eyes.

"Akun, you didn't like collecting famous swords before. You didn't see anything wrong with this sword, right?"
Chapter completed!