Peerless Martial God 2

C1012 He Healed His Wounds!



C1012 He Healed His Wounds!

1"Lin Feng, what should we do? What about Wuhen?" After Long Laner stopped crying, she looked at Jing Wuhen, whose shoulders were covered in blood and wounds. Her heart was as dead as ashes, and it was impossible for her to completely recover in a short period of time.    
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"Don't worry, there will be a way. Don't worry." Lin Feng's face was extremely gloomy, but he had no choice but to comfort Long Laner, so that she would not be too sad. Jing Wuhen's injuries were very severe. If his shoulder bones were penetrated in his cultivation, it would almost destroy a person's future as a martial artist.    

    

The Essence Hall was actually so vicious. This was simply crippling Jing Wuhen. Back then, Jing Wuhen had at least done a lot of things for the Essence Hall and fought for a lot of honor. Furthermore, Old Man She Shan was the link of communication, but now, there was no meaning to it.    

    

Jing Wuhen still ended up like this, in an extremely sorry state and in dire straits.    

    

"Laner, you and father should leave first. I need to talk to Lin Feng." Jing Wuhen looked at Long Laner weakly and whispered. Although his voice was weak, it was extremely firm, almost with an unquestionable tone. When Long Laner heard this, her eyes were filled with worry and unwillingness, but she still nodded. Hearing Jing Wuhen's words, she stood up, helped Jing Tianao up, and the two of them left the inner hall of the Imperial Palace.    

    

After he left, Lin Feng sat in front of Jing Wuhen. The two of them looked at each other at the same level. Jing Wuhen's eyes were somewhat bitter as he looked at Lin Feng and said lightly, "Did I make you laugh?"    

    

"Yeah, I find it funny." Lin Feng glared at Jing Wuhen angrily. His words were filled with reproach, without the slightest hint of ridicule.    

    

Jing Wuhen knew what Lin Feng meant, but what else could he do? It was unexpected that he would suddenly be placed under house arrest and tortured. There was no way to inform Lin Feng, so he could only do this.    

    

"You saved me once. It feels so good to have a brother like you." Jing Wuhen grinned, but very quickly, he could not help but grin. His injuries became even more severe, and the flowers on his shoulders flowed down again.    

    

Lin Feng shook his head and stretched out his left hand. The Strength of Creation pierced through Jing Wuhen's shoulders and temporarily stopped the injuries on his shoulders, but it was still far from enough. If he did not completely treat this injury, Jing Wuhen might not be able to continue fighting for the rest of his life. Although he still had the cultivation of the second level of the Divine Monarch, it was probably useless.    

    

"What the hell are you doing?" Lin Feng's tone was filled with anger. How could someone as smart as Jing Wuhen be tricked? It was unbelievable.    

    

Jing Wuhen smiled bitterly, then he thought about what happened a few months ago, which made him angry but helpless.    

    

"It was Yuan Feng who schemed against me." Jing Wuhen's brief words directly got to the point. Lin Feng's expression suddenly changed, and his hatred for Yuan Feng deepened. He betrayed the rescue team and no one knew where he had escaped to.    

    

It could be said that Yuan Feng had been completely exposed as a hypocrite and a true villain. No matter where he went, he should be able to hear the news of the Essence Hall being destroyed by him. At that time, what kind of crazy actions would he do? Lin Feng was very worried.    

    

"How did he scheme against you?" Lin Feng looked at Jing Wuhen and asked in a deep voice. With Yuan Feng's strength, it shouldn't be easy for him to scheme against Jing Wuhen. Moreover, the people of Ze Country were not to be trifled with. Especially since Jing Tianao was a Divine Monarch Expert, he wouldn't just watch his son get schemed against.    

    

Lin Feng was confused and did not understand what was going on.    

    

Jing Wuhen knew that Lin Feng did not understand what was going on, so he could only tell Lin Feng the whole story.    

    

"I am in seclusion. I, master, am also the Old Man She Shan who is responsible for guarding me. But I don't know why the person guarding the place suddenly changed into a different person. This person is the Essence Hall."    

    

"You can imagine what would happen if the Essence Hall were to guard me. He schemed against me while I was in seclusion. I almost went berserk, but I still had the strength to fight him. However, the other elders of the Essence Hall also participated, and very quickly, I was subdued."    

    

"After that, Yuan Feng worked himself and pierced the bones in my shoulders with iron chains, imprisoning me completely in the dungeon. His intention at the time was to never let himself out and hinder his cause."    

    

"At the same time, Yuan Tian contacted my father for the reason that I went berserk. That was how my father fell into a trap, and that was how the two of us fell into the hands of the Essence Hall."    

    

"After that, Old Man She Shan found me and said that the Essence Hall was ready to give up on me, so he did his best to protect Yuan Feng and gave all of his cultivation resources to him. They also deliberately arranged for me to go into seclusion this time, so that they could ambush me when I wasn't on guard."    

    

"After that, it was as you see. I was plotted against, and the country fell into the hands of the Essence Hall. It's that simple."    

    

Jing Wuhen had made this matter the simplest thing, but Lin Feng could feel that Jing Wuhen's hatred towards Yuan Feng had reached the point where he would not stop until he died. If he didn't kill Yuan Feng, it was very likely that he would create an inner demon in Jing Wuhen's heart and cause him to have no achievements in his cultivation path.    

    

Lin Feng also realized that he had to kill Yuan Feng as soon as possible, or else Jing Wuhen would really be in danger.    

    

"Alright, Yuan Feng has already escaped. I will do my best to find him. After I find him, I want you to personally avenge yourself." Lin Feng made a promise to Jing Wuhen. He must capture Yuan Feng and let Jing Wuhen take revenge.    

    

Jing Wuhen's face revealed a faint smile. He knew that Lin Feng's words were not only to comfort him. He could indeed do it, but what he wanted was to personally capture Yuan Feng and kill him without Lin Feng's help.    

    

However, he didn't say it out loud. After all, he didn't know where Yuan Feng was right now. It wouldn't be good for Lin Feng to misunderstand him if he said it out loud, so he kept it in his heart and waited for the day he found Yuan Feng to kill him with his own hands.    

    

"Lin Feng, why are you back?" Jing Wuhen looked at Lin Feng in surprise. Lin Feng should be the busiest, so how could he suddenly return? It was even more impossible for him to do this because Lin Feng didn't know that he was in trouble.    

    

The only possibility was that when Lin Feng returned to San City, he heard about what had happened to him and came to save him. That was the most reliable explanation.    

    

"You don't have to worry so much. Just take care of your injuries. But before that, I need to help you heal." Lin Feng shook his head and did not tell her why he had come back. Jing Wuhen did not know Yiren Lei, so there was no need to mention it to him. The most important thing right now was to help Jing Wuhen recover from his injuries.    

    

Jing Wuhen nodded. He knew very well how serious his injuries were. During the two months in the dungeon, he relied on his own willpower and Yuan Qi to heal himself, which saved his life. Otherwise, he would have died in the dungeon a long time ago.    

    

After Jing Wuhen sat cross-legged, he put his hands together and channeled all his energy into his shoulders, preparing to receive Lin Feng's treatment.    

    

Lin Feng stood up and then stood behind Jing Wuhen. He stretched out his hands and the sharpness in his hands became sharper and sharper. Lin Feng's expression also became more and more cautious.    

    

"I need to pull the chain out first and endure the pain." Lin Feng let out a deep shout, and then his hands tightly grabbed one end of the chain. Jing Wuhen nodded his head heavily and gritted his teeth.    

    

When the iron chain was pulled out of the flesh, it made a sound of friction with the bones. Hearing this sound, Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat. Jing Wuhen gritted his teeth and did not make a sound, but his forehead was already covered in cold sweat, which gradually drenched his entire clothes.    

    

Blood flowed out again, but what flowed out was black blood. Seeing this, Lin Feng's expression changed even more. The hatred in his heart towards Yuan Feng had reached its peak. There was actually poison in this iron chain? He wanted to poison Jing Wuhen bit by bit. If it wasn't for Jing Wuhen's tough life, he would have died a long time ago.    

    

"My blood has the effect of being immune to all poisons and can detoxify the poison." Lin Feng said to Jing Wuhen as he waved his left hand. A blue light flashed, and a drop of blood dripped onto Jing Wuhen's shoulders. Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and a bloody wound appeared on Lin Feng's hand. The blood was very dense and dripped onto Jing Wuhen's wound.    

    

Lin Feng's face also turned pale. At this moment, all that was flowing was blood essence, which was even rarer than ordinary blood. When the blood essence flowed, the Yuan Qi would also weaken, and it would take time to recover. But for Jing Wuhen, all of this didn't matter.    

    

There was enough blood flowing onto the wound on Jing Wuhen's shoulders. Immediately, the black blood was forced out and flowed down the white robe. The long white robe immediately turned black, as if it had been soaked in ink, but it was not ink, but poisonous blood.    

    

After forcing out the poisonous blood, Lin Feng began to mobilize his life force from the Martial Soul World to repair Jing Wuhen's damaged vitality and wounds.    

    

This restoration took half an hour. Lin Feng continuously extracted life force from the Martial Soul World to heal Jing Wuhen's wounds, and this also had a great effect. As expected, Jing Wuhen's wound gradually healed.    

    

Two hours later, it was already late at night, and Jing Wuhen's wound had also officially healed. Other than the fact that his bones still needed a period of exercise, there was nothing else that was uncomfortable.    

    

Jing Wuhen's injuries could be considered to have recovered by sixty to seventy percent. He could only rely on himself from now on.    

    


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