He Lingchuan saw that Wen Daolun's eyes were frozen, and he knew something was wrong.
At this time, Wen Yun had fallen into a coma, and the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth was green. Wen Daolun wiped him again and again, and pressed his forehead with one hand.
"Just now, thank you very much." He was actually able to distract himself from thanking He Lingchuan.
If it weren't for this young man, he would have followed in his son's footsteps, and father and son would probably be lying side by side at this time.
There were too many people in the martial arts hall. Wen Daolun was upset and kicked most of them out. Only He Lingchuan and two guards were left at the scene.
The three sharp thorns have been pulled out and set aside.
He Lingchuan observed the three murder weapons and saw that they were about the same length as toothpicks, but had wooden textures and bark-like thread-shaped cracks on their surfaces.
The little monster that shot them was also lying on a tray. As far as He Lingchuan's hand just split it open, the defense of this thing was not high, and its ability seemed to be focused on sneak attacks.
The room suddenly became silent. Wen Daolun stayed by his son's side, staring at him intently, occasionally mumbling to himself.
He spoke very vaguely, and He Lingchuan only heard a few words intermittently:
"Is it... right now...?"
Not long after, Aluo came back again, followed by reinforcements——
His adoptive father, He Lianchen, the great pharmacist of the Alchemy Department.
After He Lianchen entered the martial arts hall, he didn't have time to say hello to Wen Daolun, so he went to treat Wen Yun.
Opening the clothes again at this time, the blood flowing out of Wen Yu's wound was already pure green, and the surrounding skin had hardened and become brittle, turning into iron gray, with fine lines...
To put it simply, his skin seems to have turned into tree bark.
Of the three spikes, one was blocked by him raising his arm, one hit his abdomen, and the last one hit his leg.
Therefore, barking symptoms appeared in these three locations and slowly spread to the surrounding areas.
There was also a strange aroma permeating the air. He Lingchuan couldn't place it, it was a bit like honey and a bit like rosin.
Such a pleasant aroma emanated from Wen Yun's wound, making everyone feel even weirder.
After Helianchen took a step back, Wen Daolun hurriedly asked him: "How?"
Chapter completed!