In the face of the momentum of the hell monarch Azazel, if Thunder does not resist and faints, the power will be much smaller.

"Haha..." Lei Ting smiled honestly, not caring Chen Xu's words to heart at all.

He is such a person. No one in the world except Chen Xu is cared for by him. He wants to suppress him unless he steps on his body.

"Forget it, it's useless to say so much to you." Chen Xu knew what kind of person Lei Ting was. To put it nicely, he was honest, and to put it badly, he was stubborn.

"But this time you became a blessing in disguise, and your spiritual will became much stronger." Chen Xu said.

It is like a knife that needs to be beaten from time to time before it can be formed. For Chen Xu and Thunder, the will and momentum of the hell monarch Azazel is to hit their hammers.

Although they were seriously injured and had a life-threatening death, after this knock, their spiritual will will be more tenacious and they will be resistant to the majesty of the hell monarch.

"And..." Chen Xu turned around and said to the nurse: "Thank you for saving us."

"No need to thank you." The nurse who was talking to the little baron heard Chen Xu's voice and hurriedly said, "You're welcome."

"Although you don't need us to thank you, we still want to thank you." Chen Xu said: "Fortitude means gratitude, and you will repay it. This is my purpose."

"If you have anything to help in the future, you can make this call."

Chen Xu couldn't find the paper and pen, so he simply tore the bed sheet, bit his fingers, and wrote a phone number with his own blood.

"You can promise anything."

"Of course, if you have any requests now, you can also make it. Even if you want the whole of Berlin, I can give it to you."

"No..." The nurse just said 'no', and Chen Xu forced a white cloth into it.
Chapter completed!