Although his life was saved, he was also injured. His heart meridian was shattered, and there seemed to be millions of small knives cutting between his chest and abdomen, which hurt like bone marrow.
He stroked his chest, coughed a few times, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, only then could he barely press down on the boiling blood in his chest.
He turned his head and looked at Luo Qingyu. Seeing that she closed her eyes slightly, her eyes were slightly moved under her eyelids, as if she was about to wake up.
He frowned slightly. The resentful spirit took over the body just now and had a lot of damage to her body. She was too tired to practice martial arts. If she wanted to recover as soon as possible, she had to rest.
He slowly raised his hand, about to let another sleep on her.
But his fingertips were sour. The blood talisman just now almost exhausted all his strength. In addition, he was seriously injured, so he couldn't even send out the usually easy magic trick at this moment!
He couldn't help but sigh and wiped off the blood stains from the corners of his lips with his sleeve, not wanting her to see her embarrassed look when she woke up.
The hull suddenly shook slightly, and the hatch darkened, and a big red figure appeared.
The charming face, the beautiful eyes, the red clothes are red like the red lotus karma fire.
As soon as he came in, he laughed: "Ti Shiyin, are you alive? You are still alive."
Indra's eyes narrowed slightly.
Feng Xiaoxun! He is his lifelong rival Feng Xiaoxun!
He arrived at this time! What he used to using was to take advantage of the situation, and this time it was just a bad thing!
If he had not suffered this resentful spirit, Di Shiyin would not have been afraid of Feng Xiaoxun's provocation, but he suffered such severe internal injuries and exhausted his mind...
Why didn't that little guy in Hamburg give him a warning?
Ind Shiyin's heart was filled with wind, but his face was silent and he didn't get up. He just smiled faintly: "Feng Xiaoxun, you are not dead yet, of course I want to live."
Feng Xiaoxun leaned against the cabin door and looked at him, smiling lazily: "It turns out that you not only want to live with me, but also want to die with me? It's a pity that I don't want to travel with you on the road to the underworld, but you are still you
Let's go first!"
He waved his sleeves, and a red light quickly condensed in his snow-white palm. He smiled and swayed: "Disie, do you want to be roasted this time or do you want to be burned?
What about? For the sake of brothers, I will be kind enough to let you choose one."
What he condensed was not ordinary fire in his palm, but red lotus karma fire that could burn all the things.
Once entangled by this fire, not only will the body turn into ashes, but the soul will be completely burned to nothing.
Indra slowly stood up, took two steps forward, and said lightly: "This is a small and cramped place, let's go out to decide the outcome!"
Although he was seriously injured, his aura was not diminished at all. The overwhelming aura made the surrounding air condense.
After all, Feng Xiaoxun suffered a lot under his command and was extremely cautious about him. At this moment, seeing his aura, his heart sank slightly.
Did he feel wrong?
Is Indie not injured?!
The resentful spirit in Luo Qingyu's body was planted by Feng Xiaoxun, so it naturally had telepathy with it.
As soon as the resentful spirit woke up, he could sense what movement the resentful spirit had done.