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Chapter 1108: Being in hell, my heart is in heaven...

He sighed: "Okay, but I'm afraid the wound will disgust you."

Feng Qingyu pursed her lips. She was not a delicate girl. What kind of wounds had she not seen before?

"Stop being so verbose! Untie it quickly!" She was a little impatient.

Lan Cang gave a bitter smile and signaled to the guard next to him. The guard stepped forward and gently removed his bandage, revealing the hideous wound...

The wound was two inches deep, and there was a long strip on the shoulder strap. The flesh and blood were rolled up, and you could almost see the white bones...

As soon as the bandage was untied, the blood flowed out again.

Feng Qingyu frowned. She was currently trapped in a barrier. If she wanted to sew him up, she had to break the barrier first.

Fortunately, she had seen this kind of barrier before and knew how to break it. She chanted the curse in a low voice, swung the Qingri Knife, and with a snap, the barrier broke and she fell into the water.

Fortunately, she has excellent water resistance, so she can't be submerged for the time being.

She stretched out her soft fingers and tapped a few on his back to stop the blood flow...

Then she rinsed it with sea water and whispered: "Endure the pain." She had no place to find anesthetics now.

Her soft fingers caressed his back, and Lan Cang felt a strange feeling in his heart. A faint blush appeared on his pale face, and he nodded: "Okay. It's okay. Just do it."

Feng Qingyu stopped nagging and started sewing for him——

Such sutures are naturally extremely painful. Feng Qingyu had just had a few stitches, and Lan Cang was already sweating on his forehead, and his face became paler.

He gritted his teeth and endured without saying a word.

He felt her soft little hands busy on his back. Besides the painful pain, there was also a secret numbness that seemed to come from her fingertips, making him feel in hell and his heart in heaven...

Feng Qingyu had just finished sewing half of him when he heard a muffled sound from the fighting circle not far away, like the sound of the tip of a gun penetrating flesh, and then heard Mo Canghai laughing wildly; "Di Shiyin,

Your kung fu has deteriorated a lot!"

He originally thought that with Emperor Shiyin's talent, which he hadn't seen in the past nine thousand years, his skills must have made great progress.

But he didn't expect that after hundreds of moves, he would find that Emperor Shiyin's kung fu was almost the same as it was thousands of years ago.

In addition to being more experienced in encountering enemies, his mental power is still at the original stage and has not improved much.

And Mo Canghai has been hiding in the shark tribe for nine thousand years and practicing hard. His demonic power has been greatly improved, and now he is even on par with Emperor Shiyin, or even slightly better.

Especially in the last few dozen moves, Emperor Shiyin was a little distracted and his swordsmanship was a little scattered.

In this competition, if the master loses focus, his life will be in danger, so he gave Mo Canghai an opportunity to take advantage of it. He took advantage of it and broke through Di Shiyin's defense with a lightning shot, stabbing into Di Shiyin's abdomen!

Wan Xing Emperor Shiyin had a protective barrier all over his body, which blocked him for a while and prevented him from piercing him.

But even so, the tip of the spear penetrated several inches of flesh.

Mo Canghai stirred up the situation again, and Emperor Shiyin groaned, and his white robe was dyed red with blood - 驩訾丨驴訾樾丨騩訾丨酩訾thrashing鍩訾乩訾丨騨樾樾
Chapter completed!