Chapter 1829: The Demonic Research Institute is a little noisy
Jin Fumeng lowered her head and looked in front of her. Her ribs were broken because her previous armor was dented.
The wound hurt so much that she felt that her ribs seemed to have pierced into her internal organs.
The position in front of you cannot be healed by the rushing current from another side.
She lay on the torrent, and the first thing she touched was not the wound, but something she was proud of.
If you are not careful, all your internal organs will be swallowed up by the rushing water, and you will die immediately, with no possibility of recovery.
Of course, their Sun Clan’s logistics are also very powerful.
Generally if the bones are broken, they will go through the torrent and go to the other side to find a hospital supported by their Sun Tribe.
But when you are injured, you will suffer a greater impact if you pass through the rush again.
Her wound was close to her heart. If something happened, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Treat it."
Jin Fumeng bit her lip and said, "Don't touch it!"
"Then I won't treat you. It sounds like I am willing to help you."
Feng Lin leaned against the wall, motionless, "You have forgotten your position, I am saving you."
Jin Fumeng clenched his fists, and his teeth were about to break.
This Feng Lin is really hateful, no wonder the Sun Clan wants to kill him.
Ye Yourong smiled and shook her head. She touched Feng Lin with her shoulder, "Treat her. If the wound is there, you can take advantage of it."
"I'll take advantage of you. Grandma! Do you even think so?"
Feng Lin glared at Ye Yourong, "I am aboveboard, not that kind of person."
"Okay, I know you are aboveboard."
Ye Yourong smiled and nodded, "Go ahead. If you get treatment, you'll be fine."
Feng Lin then stood up and came to Jin Fumeng, "You can do whatever you want about me, but about hers , you can't mention it to anyone."
Jin Fumeng glanced at Ye Yourong and nodded gently, "I promise you."
Feng Lin then knelt down and put her hand on her. The tights were lifted.
This time Jin Fumeng dressed in a hurry and did not have time to change into her underwear.
Jin Fumeng closed her eyes hard and calmed her breathing.
“You’re not married yet? Are you so shy?”
Feng Lin took out the silver needle and started operating it.
"Of course not! I have very high demands, and ordinary people are not worthy of me!"
Jin Fumeng snorted coldly.
"Sister, what do you want? Maybe Feng Lin is suitable."
Ye Yourong said with a smile from the side.
"He...he's so unfit!"
Jin Fumeng's cold eyes were a little panicked.
Thinking about it carefully, Feng Lin did pass the first level she set.
Her request was that he should be at most fifty years older than her and be stronger than her.
Feng Lin is definitely not older than her.
As for strength, the two sides have never played against each other.
But judging from the battle between Feng Lin and Bu Pi, he was at most a little worse than her.
The key point is that Feng Lin has only reached the sixth level now. This is the most important thing.
He enters the seventh level, the eighth level, the ninth level...
By then he will definitely far surpass her.
"What's wrong with you? Relax, your heartbeat is too fast."
Feng Lin glanced at Jin Fumeng.
"Haha! The heartbeat can't lie. It seems that my sister is interested in Feng Lin."
Ye Yourong said with a smile, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.
“Fart!”
Jin Fumeng’s face became increasingly red. She wanted to calm down, but she couldn’t do it.
“Stop talking.”
Feng Lin turned around and glared at Ye Yourong, then continued to treat him with his head lowered.
He took out the scalpel and carefully opened the wound.
“Hiss!”
Jin Fumeng suddenly took a breath of cold air.
"Does it hurt? Let's see how much you think about it."
Feng Lin took out a silver needle to reduce her pain and reconnect the broken ribs.
During this period, his medicinal essence was never cut off.
......
This operation wasted Feng Lin for half an hour. Feng Lin used a scalpel to cut off the final suture thread.
“Okay! These threads can be dissolved in the body and do not need to be removed.”
Feng Lin applied the medicine to the wound and asked Ye Yourong to put a bandage on it.
He has blood on his hands now and is not in the mood to collect benefits.
Ye Yourong gently wrapped Jin Fumeng's wound, then took out the mineral water from the space ring and helped Feng Lin wash his hands.
Jin Fumeng touched the wound with his hand and found that the collapsed skin had recovered.
She did not expect that Feng Lin could complete such a complicated injury alone.
"Feng Lin... thank you."
Jin Fumeng's golden eyes suddenly flashed with light, "Follow me to the Sun Clan, and I will ask them to withdraw their order to arrest you."
"No! I have my own code of conduct. I will kill anyone who wants to kill me. You Sun Clan has many enemies of mine, and I will definitely kill them."
Feng Lin takes his hand. Wash the blood cleanly and evaporate it with Qi Jin.
"You..."
Jin Fumeng frowned, "Who are you going to kill?"
"For example, Jincheng, or Sang Mingfeng, there are many anyway."
Feng Lin stared at Jin Fumeng, "I People are very vindictive.”
Jin Fumeng said coldly: "I also hold a grudge! If you dare to touch my family, I won't let you go!"
"It depends on luck. Anyway, it was you who provoked me first. Me.”
Feng Lin spread his hands, "It's okay, you can go. I saved you this time because your life should not have been cut off. Don't thank me too much."
"Huh!"
Jin Fumeng Putting on the leather armor again, "You don't know what is good or bad, the Sun Clan is far more powerful than you think."
"Just what I want."
Feng Lin said with a smile, "The enemy is getting more and more powerful. The stronger I am, the more excited I am.”
Jin Fumeng's face was solemn. She seemed to know why Feng Lin, a sixth-level Dacheng, would alarm the top brass of the Sun Clan.
She punched a hole in the soil above and left without looking back.
Before that, she needed to resolve the Jincheng matter first.
Feng Lin and Ye Yourong also jumped up.
"Where to go next?" Ye Yourong asked with a smile.
"Western Continent, look for Gu Xun."
Feng Lin looked up at the layers of leaves high up and said calmly.
It takes a lot of time to get to Guxun from here.
Presumably the orders of the Yin Yang Crusaders should be able to be distributed everywhere.
About the Yin Yang Crusade, Feng Lin was able to get the most accurate information from Gu Xun.
After confirming that the Yin Yang Crusaders had taken back his wanted notice, he planned to make another trip to the Northern Wasteland.
See how they react.
……
This time the ruins.
Feng Lin's second attack detonated the strange land, and once again became a matter of private discussion.
A few more of the perfect ninth level of the Sun Clan died.
You must know that among ordinary small forces, if there is a perfect ninth level, they are not weak.
There are only two or three Bishuiquan or Nangong families in the Eastern Continent.
"Haha! This kid is getting stronger and stronger. He dares to do such a big thing at the sixth level. I didn't dare to do it back then."
A different place.
Outside some ruins, Fengchen stood on his bicycle and took out a cigarette from his pocket.
"It's too early for him."
Xuanyuan Che crossed his arms and said, "The Sixth Level is heading towards the bright side. The Sun Clan is not the only one who will deal with him. There is no one here. He thought so simply."
"This kid is not stupid, he should have his own plan."
Feng Chen lit the cigarette and took a deep breath, "The Demon Research Institute has been a bit noisy recently and there are not enough manpower."
"There's nothing we can do. We've tried our best to warn them, but from the looks of it, they plan to play a big game and challenge the order of the Yin-Yang Crusaders. Something big may happen in the near future."
Xuanyuan Chegang said. When finished, he turned around.
Bai Ning walked out of the ruins expressionlessly, dragging a middle-aged man with short red hair by his hand.
“Everyone on the other side of the stream has been solved, except him.”
Bai Ning threw the middle-aged man aside.
Feng Chen smiled and threw the cigarette case in his hand to Bai Ning, "There is one more."
(End of this chapter)