"Squeak..."

The mouse squeaked twice as if protesting.

"You are so special, you dare to provoke me..."

Feng Chenglin cursed, enduring the pain in his hands and feet, and struggled to sit up.

"Wait... you wait for me... see if I don't kill you..."

A figure stopped outside the prison: "I thought you were half-dead waiting to die! Unexpectedly, you still have the strength to compete with a rat!!"

Ling Luoyu leaned on the railing with his arms around his arms, not looking at Fengchenglin.

Because she was afraid he saw the tiredness in his eyes.

Feng Chenglin's body froze in an instant, and for a long time, he mumbled: "I must be hungry and confused... I saw Sanxiao... Damn!! I don't know where this **** is going. If you really die, give me a dream anyway..."

Before the words fell, something hit his head hard.

"Dead fat man, I thought you might as well die. I didn't expect it to be like this. You can still entertain yourself..."

The pain in his head made Feng Chenglin finally believe in his eyes, looked at her incredible for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Haha... Third Young Master, you are really special! I know that you are special for nine lives and won't die easily... If you don't die, you don't die... I still think about it. I can't explain to your family..."

He laughed, but the tears in his eyes couldn't stop falling.

He must smile and be happy!

Otherwise, seeing him look miserable, Ling Luoyu's heart would be even more uncomfortable.

Ling Luoyu's tears also ran down the bank, raised his hand to twist off the railing, squatted down beside him, and looked at his wound.

The wounds on Feng Chenglin's wrists and ankles were scarred, but judging from the degree of their distortion, his hands and feet were completely useless.

"Three young masters, I'm fine...I have money, so I can find someone to serve me in the future..."

Feng Chenglin whispered, and smiled indifferently, but inexplicably silly.

"You have arms and right legs, why do you want someone to serve you!? It's just a small injury... Why? I want to be lazy and not do anything? You are not afraid that Hao Qingyou will give you up?!"

Ling Luoyu smiled and thumped Feng Chenglin's chest.

"Relax, with me, you really want to be disabled and die, it's not that easy!!"

Feng Chenglin's heart was instantly turbulent: "San Shao...you mean, my injury..."

Before the words fell, there was a flash in front of his eyes, and he had appeared in an unfamiliar environment.

And he is sitting on a bed.

"this is"

In front of him, a handsome boy in blue was pouting his **** and squeezing the concoction in the herb.

"Nothingness, how are you preparing?!" Ling Luoyu walked over quickly.

After hearing about Fengchenglin, she asked Nothingness to prepare medicinal herbs, ready to restore Fengchenglin's veins.

"That's good..."

Wu Wu soaked two pieces of cloth into the squeezed concoction and handed it to Ling Luoyu.

"I will prepare the herbs to be used later!"

"Ok!"

Ling Luoyu took the cloth and turned to Fengchenglin.

"Lie down..."

Before Feng Chenglin could react, he was pressed by Ling Luoyu to lie down.

"Resume your muscles and veins, it will be as painful as when the muscles and veins are broken, you bear it!"

Feng Chenglin was still in a daze, and at this time he nodded more dazedly.

Leading out the Primal Chaos Spirit, Ling Luoyu repaired Fengchenglin's broken hamstring little by little.

Fortunately, he was injured for a short period of time, and the veins and veins have not shrunk. You only need to penetrate them with the power of the Chaos Spirit, and then hatch them with medicinal herbs to assist the fusion and growth.