Whether it is a monk, a martial artist, or a sword practitioner, the importance of the Dantian is self-evident. If the Dantian is abolished, most of this person will be considered to be aborted. Unless it is a great supernatural power or a saint of medical abilities take action, it will be difficult to repair the Dantian.

This cultivator has a similar cultivation level to Zi Yue, and his dantian is crushed. In this world, even a person with such great supernatural powers will never show up and help him repair his dantian. In other words, from now on, he will be just a useless person.

When he felt the severe pain from the dantian, the man in the robe suddenly turned pale, and the originally high aura completely disappeared at this moment. The whole person seemed to become depressed in an instant.

"You...you must die a good death." The man in the robe was pulled away by Zhuang Lin. His eyes were bloodshot and stared at Zhuang Lin tightly, full of endless hatred, and almost roared hysterically.

Zhuang Lin was too lazy to look at him again and threw him away. The man fell from the air like garbage. Finally, he hit the street heavily. His dantian was destroyed and he lost his cultivation. If he fell from such a high air, he was afraid that even if he was not dead, he would be enough to drink a pot.

After all, monks are different from martial arts. Although their magic is powerful, they do not cultivate their physical body. When their cultivation is abolished, they are only slightly stronger than ordinary people.

After dealing with this man with long robe, Zhuang Lin slowly landed from the air and landed in front of Lin Miaoke and Chu Wan.

"You are back." Looking at the man in front of you, Chu Wan's body was trembling. After experiencing these days of fear, when she saw her man, Chu Wan finally felt safe again. All kinds of feelings came to her heart, and tears couldn't help but turn in her eyes.

Looking at the tears in Chu Wan's eyes, Zhuang Lin felt uncomfortable in his heart. He couldn't help but reach out and pulled her into his arms, and hugged her gently.

At the same time, he looked at Lin Miaoke in front of him, and there was endless apology and love in his eyes.

Lin Miaoke stood there quietly, unlike Chu Wan. In her, there was a kind of strength and pride that women never had. Even if they felt so wronged, even if they stood in front of their beloved, the kind of thing in their bones forced her not to shed a single tear.

"Miaoke, you are burdened." Zhuang Lin stretched out his hand and gently stroked the scar on Lin Miaoke's cheek. His vitality flowed through his fingers, washing the eye-catching scar.

Feeling the slight coldness flowing on his cheeks, a faint smile appeared on Lin Miaoke's face, and his beautiful eyes looked at Zhuang Lin quietly and shook his head slightly.

"Stop holding on, you should have a good rest. Let me leave the next thing." Although Lin Miaoke was still gritting her teeth and persevering, how could Zhuang Lin not see her current situation?

When he heard Zhuang Lin's words, Lin Miaoke shook his head, slowly turned his head over, and looked towards the other side of the training camp. There was exactly the direction where Zi Yue and the others broke through.

"Zi Yue and the others may be in danger, you must go there immediately."

"Don't worry, they won't be in trouble." Zhuang Lin shook his head and said with a smile, with confidence in his words.

The vital energy was still being input into Lin Miaoke's body through his palm, washing her broken hand bones and damaged organs. After the vital energy flowed over, the original pain was wiped out and the mental relaxed became much more relaxed. A wave of sleepiness surged into her heart.

After a short time, Zhuang Lin put his palm back, turned around, and looked sharply at the tall building opposite him. There, in the dim room, two young men were looking down through the telescope.

The eyes, in this form, were touching each other, and a cold current surge came over the bodies of the two young people, and at the same time, they gasped in the air conditioner.

"He actually came back, wrong, wrong, and made everything." The young man surnamed Jiang straightened his waist, stared blankly at the blurry figure outside the window, and kept muttering something in his mouth. Next to him, the young man surnamed Qin clenched his fists tightly, his face pale.

The loud "boom" sound made the originally quiet Spring City lively again. Those who were preparing to watch the fun all looked at the training camp at this time.

At this moment, they just discovered that around the training camp, there were many fully armed soldiers, and even armored vehicles and tanks could be seen.

When I took Chu Wan and Lin Miaoke through the training camp and arrived at the other side of the training camp, the streets here had been completely destroyed. The originally flat streets could be seen everywhere, and at first glance, it was shocking.

And between this pothole, three vague figures can be seen, and the broken robe on their bodies tell their past identities.

Zi Yue, who was pale-faced, and Kong Qinghua and Shangguan Jianing stood together, without any scars on their bodies. Obviously, the fierce battle here did not affect them.

On the other side, a burly figure covered with a thick robe stood there, and nothing could be seen or felt except the cold breath.

But when he saw Zhuang Lin and the other three, Kong Qinghua and Shangguan Jianing showed excitement on their faces, and Zi Yue next to him felt relieved. Her slender body could no longer hold on and slowly fell down.

Zhuang Lin's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. His whole body turned into a shadow and appeared next to Zi Yue in an instant, embracing her in his arms.

"I knew that you wouldn't die so easily." Zi Yue opened her eyes with difficulty and looked at Zhuang Lin, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Ziyue, thank you." Looking at the woman in her arms, Zhuang Lin felt mixed emotions, and thousands of words finally turned into a sentence.

Hearing his words, Zi Yue's brows slightly raised, a look of loss flashed across her face, she shook her head slightly, and finally closed her eyes.

Zhuang Lin frowned, and quickly took out a jade bottle from the medicine garden space, poured out a pill, stuffed it into Ziyue's mouth, and then quickly injected vital energy into Ziyue's body, wrapping her damaged internal organs with vital energy.

Zi Yue's injuries were much more serious than Lin Miaoke's injuries. Not only was it an external injury, but more importantly, both internal organs were damaged. If she hadn't used some kind of elixir to force the injury, she would have been unable to hold on from the beginning.
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