The prince covered his neck with one hand. There was a huge hole there, and you could almost see the throat.
It was torn apart by force.
And the intestines were hanging out of the abdomen, and the prince was stuffing them inside with his other hand.
If Luo Chen hadn't saved him just now, he might have died directly inside.
horrible!
He was almost dying at this moment, and then he leaned on a stone platform in the underground palace.
The blacksmith and others came looking for the smell of blood.
“How did you get into such a horrible state?” the little girl said as an earthy yellow light shone on the prince.
“Playing games!” the prince said with a wry smile.
“You’re almost dead and you’re still skinning yourself?”
“Sew up the wound first!” The blacksmith took out a steel needle.
“Wait!” the prince said with difficulty.
"What's wrong?" The blacksmith looked at the steel needle in his hand. It was not very thick, just about the thickness of his little finger!
“Take out your phone for me, I want to take a photo first and post it on WeChat Moments!” The prince was very obsessed.
"You're almost dead. You're half dead. I don't want to accept you!" the little girl said, holding her arms.
“I know, that’s why I want to take a photo!” The prince’s logic is completely incomprehensible to people with normal logic!
“Okay, stop it!” The little girl directly held down the prince.
“Oh, why don’t you give me an anesthetic?” The prince screamed strangely.
“Are you still afraid of pain?” the little girl asked in surprise.
“Am I not made of flesh?” the prince asked.
“And is that a needle?” The prince finally noticed the steel needle in the blacksmith’s hand.
"The patience is over, and your soul is about to fall apart."
In fact, it’s okay not to sew it, and the prince can recover by himself.
But if you sew it, it will be done faster. After all, except for the steel needle, which is a physical object, the thread is a magical force!
“You might as well stab me to death!” The prince looked at the steel needle as thick as his little finger, and his eyes suddenly panicked.
But the fireman had already held him down at this moment, and also drew a puff of smoke on the steel needle.
In an instant the steel needle turned red.
The steel needle is as thick as the little finger and can feel the heat from afar.
“What are you doing?”
“I learned from your video the other day, disinfect with fire!” The fireman took a sip of his old cigarette.
“Old guy, I advise you to be a human being!”
“Ouch, ahhhhh...” The prince screamed, and his dark face seemed to turn white at this moment.
After a long time, the prince looked at the five people with a dark face.
At this moment, they were looking at the inscriptions. The inscriptions had changed. One of the people looked like Luo Chen, and it seemed to be a battle scene!
Luo Chen also fought with the people in Wuzhuang Yi Ke.
For Luo Chen, this is also a kind of tempering and tempering.
The people inside are indeed very powerful.
It was at least three hours before Luo Chen came out.
But when Luo Chen came out, he was not injured at all.
“What are you doing with a steel needle?” Luo Chen asked the blacksmith.
This disappointed the blacksmith and the prince who had been waiting with steel needles.
“Oh, let’s play with it.” Of course, the blacksmith would not tell the real purpose and put away the steel needle.
“Dad, are you not injured?”
"Are you injured anywhere?" The prince looked at Luo Chen's eyes and swallowed his words.
“Aren’t the people inside strong?” The prince looked at the intact Luo Chen and changed the subject.
There is only one possibility for this outcome, that is, the people inside are not strong enough to hurt Luo Chen.
“Actually very strong!”
“At least my clothes were stained!” Luo Chen left these words and left.
Very strong?
At least all my clothes were stained?
“What did he just say?” The little girl couldn’t stand it.
“He said it was very strong, at least it stained his clothes!”
The prince looked at Luo Chen's back. Indeed, Luo Chen's clothes were dirty.
But the prince's brows were twitching wildly.
"What does this mean?"
“Does he have any misunderstanding about Qiang?”
“It’s actually very strong, but it stained my clothes?”
“What is this?”
“Huh?” The prince couldn’t accept it.
He almost died inside within a minute of entering.
Luo Chen stayed in there for three hours, and the result was that his clothes got dirty?
It’s really not that Luo Chen has any misunderstanding about Qiang.
Because Luo Chen didn't fight Wu Kuang at first, only Wu Kuang from Wuzhuang did.
Wu Chi didn’t see it either.
And Luo Chen is different. Although his level has not improved, there are opponents who match Luo Chen according to the destiny level.
Another point is that Luo Chen is actually in his second life. Even though his level has not improved, his combat experience and vision are still that of an immortal.
And the people inside can stain their clothes. From this point of view, the people inside are indeed very strong.
Maybe the Heavenly King would be injured if he went in. After all, the Heavenly King at that time was not the second life, but the first life.
Luo Chen has the advantage of the second life, but his clothes are still dirty.
It is enough to show that the people inside are very powerful.
After resting for ten minutes, Luo Chen changed another set of clothes, and then went in amid the surprised looks of the six people.
“How about you go in and give it a try?” the prince asked the fireman.
The fireman was actually very curious, so he actually went in!
But after entering, the fireman came back from another place, not from the Yi Ke.
Going in from the ruins and coming back to another place has only one result.
That means he was killed.
“How is it?” the prince asked.
“Who are you fighting against?”
“I chose Wu Kuang!”
"The results of it?"
“I didn’t see clearly what it looked like!” Huo Fu was quite honest.
“Is it so outrageous?”
“You died without seeing what you looked like?” The prince was surprised.
“How about you go in and take a look again?” Huo Fu encouraged the prince.
“Forget it, I don’t want to be stitched up a second time!” The prince shook his head.
“You can’t do it either!” the prince questioned.
“There is no recovery, and it is suppressed!” the fireman sighed.
This is the fairy world after all, their divine power is limited, and they have indeed not recovered.
“It’s already a great day, but it’s still not restored?”
“It’s early!” The little girl also looked melancholy.
“If you recover, can you kill the Heavenly Lord of the Ascension Holy Land?” the prince asked tentatively.
“Press him to death!” The fireman blew out a smoke ring.
“It’s just a puff of cigarette!”
“It’s just a hammer!” the blacksmith said.
“Blow it, you guys, I can even drown him with a mouthful of saliva!”
“Is that what you want to say?” the prince looked at the boatman and asked.
“Yes!” The boatman nodded seriously.
“It’s still exciting!” The prince gave the boatman a blank look.
The outside world has already exploded.
Because the Yuhua Holy Land sent a letter of challenge on their behalf. Luo Chen accepted it without any surprise!