Three seconds later, Cui Ming felt extremely painful all over his body, as if the wound was sprinkled with salt. With his hand, he touched the hot thing on his arm. At this time, the moon came out very well. Cui Ming, who was extremely painful, saw the wounds all over his body, ranging from one centimeter to ten centimeters. His skin was like a cactus, and countless holes were blown open. The sea water soaked these wounds, causing severe pain. It turned out that it was either like, or the wound was sprinkled with salt.

Not only his arms, chest, face, and thighs bloom everywhere. Cui Ming rolled in the sea water, barely trying to restrain himself and adjust the Force, but the Force was empty, and he was like an ordinary person. Cui Ming's pain threshold was very low, and he was unconscious in pain, and woke up in the instant of pain, struggling and persisting powerlessly, hoping that the Force would recover in the next second.

But the power of Requiem is nothing Cui Ming could think of. Immortality is already considered luck. However, Cui Ming would rather die at this moment. Unfortunately, the severe pain in Cui Ming's body made him not even have the power to commit suicide, and he couldn't even think about how to commit suicide. His mind was blank. His body secreted substances that would neutralize the wound, but the sea was endless, and the new salt water was sent to the wound. His own regulation mechanism was completely unable to resist this continuous invasion.

As time goes by, the cells around the wound begin to necrotize and dehydrate, and edema appears near the wound, which begins to compress other nerves and brings further pain. This is a hellish torture, and life is worse than death. Even if you struggle because of the pain and have no physical strength, Cui Ming still struggles like a live fish in hot water, because every stimulation makes Cui Ming's adrenaline soar, overdraw and consumes vitality.

Cui Ming had lost consciousness, but he had accumulated a little adrenaline and was stimulated by the pain to wake up. In a daze, he felt someone dragging him, and someone was pushing him under him. Some wounds were filled with cool feeling. Cui Ming woke up and saw the sun for the first time. The sun just rose from the horizon.

I felt something strange on my thighs. When I looked down, I saw Xiaoshuang sucking the wound on my thighs and then vomiting it out. The female doctor was cleaning her chest wound with water. Cui Ming said: "I'm much better, no need, thank you." No matter why I met them for now. As long as I leave the salt water, my body will slowly neutralize the concentration of the salt water so that the body and wounds will not be so painful.

Cui Ming supported his hands and sat down, screaming: "Damn it." The arrested wound was hooked by the ship board, and a piece of skin was pulled off.

"Don't move, don't move." The female doctor hurriedly, and then looked at Cui Ming for a while: "Cui Ming, I lack doctors and medicines, and I may not be able to save you. You are already seriously lacking in water. Can you save yourself?"

Cui Ming closed his eyes and breathed: "Do you know, are you okay?"

At about 12 o'clock last night, Dashuang and the female doctor got on the boat and rowed desperately. When the lich's requiem started, they had already rowed far enough, and the specific reason was not explained yet. So why did they meet Cui Ming again? Because they were lost, the two girls lost themselves in the dark, and with fatigue, they let the boat float along the water flow. Until the sun came out, they saw a person floating on the water not far away.

"You were not drowned." Dashuang said with a smile. She was very optimistic and felt that Cui Ming would not die if he was still alive.

"I was awake because of the pain. I had thought about being drowned, but it sank into the sea. The wound that didn't hurt in my chest was so painful that I quickly came out." Cui Ming said: "Help me sit up."

Xiaoshuang and the female doctor helped Cui Ming sit up. Cui Ming screamed in a normal manner, and his butt hurt so much. Cui Ming looked down and saw that he was wearing shorts and asked jokingly: "Two girls, can't you clean up important parts first?"

"Doctor Lin rin rinsed it with water." Dashuang replied, asking, "Do you feel better?"

"Water?" Cui Ming asked: "There is not much water on my boat."

The female doctor nodded: "Yeah, I've used it all."

Cui Ming sighed: "Two girls, you better pray that I can restore the Force, otherwise the three of us will have to die on the boat. Many years later, archaeologists studied our pelvis and found that we were two women and one man..." Cui Ming fell asleep as he told the story he made up, his body was too tired.

The female doctor and Dashuang did not discuss what to do if there is no water. They are more concerned about Cui Ming now. Cui Ming's wound was soaked in sea water, and his tissues were necrotic everywhere, and soon they would rot, smelly, and rotten meat swallowed the whole body. The female doctor said: "If he does not restore his power, he will live for up to two days."

In his sleep, Cui Ming's little devil and little angel appeared in the dream, and the little devil said, "I hate your kindness."

The little angel said: "If it weren't for kindness, how could he be rescued?"

Cui Ming: "Shut up, I'm dead, you'll have to be buried with you."

The little devil said: "What should I do if I don't have the Force?"

Little Angel: "At least someone cares about it."

Little Demon: "I've lost my life, what can I do if I care?"

Little Angel: "A man will die sooner or later, at least he will not die alone."

Little Demon: "But he has implicated the two of them and died together."

"Shut up." Cui Ming woke up, sat up, looked at Da Shuang who was shocked, and shook his head: "I seem to have a little fever."

Dashuang touched Cui Ming's forehead worriedly, and the female doctor brought a wet cloth to cover Cui Ming's forehead: "There is hope for persistence."

Dashuang nodded: "Cui Ming, you were not drowned or eaten by a shark. I think nothing will happen."

Cui Ming forced a smile, closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep, but he didn't think they were too worried. Now it's not only him, but also his lives are in his own hands, and he must dig out the power.

Among the five elements of Condensation, Refining, Ming, Practice, and Destruction, Condensation and Ming are the most related to the Force. Cui Mingjin is completely unsensible and wisely withdraws. Condensation is too dangerous. Now he can only rely on Ming.

This time, Cui Ming was like entering Mi Xiaonan's nightmare, a very real scene. It was a cliff, and a person was walking shakingly on the steel wire in the middle of the cliff. The surrounding colors were all black, including this person. The man turned around and walked towards Cui Ming, unable to see his face clearly, and felt like he was smeared with a mosaic.

He sat on the wire at the edge of the cliff and laughed, sounding kind, saying, "I can restore your Force."

Cui Ming asked: "What are the conditions?"

"Signed this contract." He changed a piece of paper and flew in front of Cui Ming.

"Who are you?"

"Party A." He smiled and said, "Aren't Party A and Party B popular now?"

Cui Ming asked: "Are you a god of death? The lich contract is invalid. Are you looking for a new spokesperson?"

"Of course not." He still smiled and said: "I am the God of Wisdom. As long as you sign a contract, you can get the power of everyone's dreams. Not only can you save your life, but you can also get the true force and become a demigod."

"Oh?" Cui Ming smiled. At this time, he was sober. The greater the reward, the greater the price. Cui Ming looked at the contract: "Full follow the instructions and arrangements of Party A. Damn, it's so direct, just say one."

"We are gods, and time is precious." Party A spread his hands and answered.

Cui Ming said: "Then why don't you even have my rights? What if you want to cheat me? Sign the contract and I'm dead. If you take my soul away, who will I cry?"

"Anyway, you're going to die, and there's no harm in signing at least. I can't waste time signing a contract with a dead person. If you sign, you'll live."

Cui Ming asked: "At least, is there such a thing that my descendants want to inherit my contract?"

"Maybe, who knows?" Party A said: "Maybe your descendants will have the same divine power as you."

"You are full and you're so cheap? What are your benefits?"

"Because I am about to disappear, I need someone to inherit me. Even God, the greatest God of wisdom like me, God of all gods, will die one day."

Cui Ming asked: "Then where have you been alive for so many years?"

Party A smiled and replied: "Of course it is a gentle place. Gods like me naturally need to find a bunch of beauties to accompany you, endless delicacies and endless good wine to drink."

"Okay, you can get out."

"What?"

"I think the God of Wisdom may have bad morals, but it is impossible to be so idiotic. Find a bunch of beauties? If it were me, I would find one to three at a time, depending on my personal interests. If I get tired of playing, I will change a bunch of beauties. When I am full, I will find a bunch of beauties, work day and night, and keep a harmonious relationship between them, and take care of a bunch of women for food, drink, and defecation. If the life of a god is like this every day, what is the difference between it and hell? If you still have time to eat delicious food and drink good wine, then a group of women will line up to feed them."

"Haha." Party A laughed: "I just like you're so smart. Yes, I'm not a shitty god of wisdom. Simply put, I need a spokesperson. I am a spokesperson very simple and there are no geographical restrictions."

"What are the restrictions?"

"You're going to do bad things."

“Give an example.”

"Selling your friends and betray your lover, there is a good opportunity now. The two women on the boat are grateful to you and are willing to do something for you. I need you to trick them into the sea and then you row and leave alone. Of course, I will give you a little strength to make you do such a simple thing."

"Oh? Are you the God of Betrayal?"

"Not counting, betrayal has no technical content. And if you want to trick them into the sea and go to the sea together, it has technical content." Party A smiled and said, "Of course, you can do good things."

Cui Ming savored it for a while: "You need me to be the spokesperson and play with them?"

"Yes, that's it." Party A said: "Tease everyone."

Cui Ming asked: "I'm afraid I don't have this ability."

Party A said: "Of course you have it. You still have great potential but have not developed it. It's just that the standards of good and evil confuses your eyes. You only need to have yourself in your heart, so there will be no problems."

"I have the ability to play with everyone?" Cui Ming asked.

"Of course, otherwise why would I come to you?"
Chapter completed!