"Squeak..."

The mouse seemed to protest and squeaked twice.

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

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

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

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

Ling Luoyu wrapped his arms around his arms and leaned against the railing, not watching Feng Chenglin.

Because she was afraid that he would see the fatigue in her eyes.

Feng Chenglin's body froze in an instant, and after a long time, he muttered: "I must be hungry... I actually saw the third young master... Damn it!! I don't know where this bastard has gone. If you die, at least I will give me a dream..."

Before he finished speaking, something hit his head hard.

"Fatty, I thought you were worse than death. I didn't expect that it would be like this and I could still entertain myself..."

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

"Haha... Master San, it's really you!! I knew that you were nine lives and wouldn't die easily... It's good if you didn't die, it's good if you didn't die... I still thought I couldn't explain to your family..."

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

He must be happy with a smile!

Otherwise, Ling Luoyu's heart would be even more uncomfortable when he saw his miserable appearance.

Ling Luoyu's tears also broke through the dam, and he raised his hand and twisted the railing, squatted beside him, looking at his wound.

Feng Chenglin's wrists and ankles had scars, but judging from the degree of their twisting, his hands and feet were completely useless.

"San Young Master, I'm fine... I have money, just find someone to serve me in the future..."

Feng Chenglin stumbled and laughed indifferently, but was a little stupid inexplicably.

"You have an arm and right leg, why do you have to let others serve you? It's just a little injury... Why? You just want to be lazy and stop doing things? Are you not afraid that Hao Qingyou will give up?!"

Ling Luoyu chuckled and beat Feng Chenglin's chest.

"Don't worry, with me here, it's not that easy for you to be disabled and die!!"

Feng Chenglin's heart storms instantly: "Three Young Master...you mean, my injury..."

Before he could finish his words, his eyes suddenly flashed and he had already appeared in a strange environment.

And he was sitting on a bed.

"This is……"

In front of him, a handsome little guy in blue was sticking out his butt and squeezing the medicine juice from the herb.

"Void, how are you prepared?!" Ling Luoyu walked over quickly.

After hearing about Feng Chenglin, she asked Xu Wu to prepare herbs and prepare to rebuild the tendons and veins for Feng Chenglin.

“That’s good…”

Xuwu soaked two pieces of cloth into the squeezed medicine juice and handed it to Ling Luoyu.

"I'll prepare the herbs I'll use later!"

"Um!"

Ling Luoyu took the cloth and turned around and walked towards Feng Chenglin.

“Lying down…”

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

"Renewing the tendons and veins will hurt the same as when the tendons and veins are broken. You should bear it!!"

Feng Chenglin was still confused, and nodded even more confusedly at this time.

Drawing out the Chaos Yuan Spirit, Ling Luoyu repaired Feng Chenglin's broken tendons bit by bit.

Fortunately, he was injured for a short time and his tendons and veins had not yet shrank. He just needed to penetrate them with the power of the Chaos Yuan Spirit, and then hatch with herbs to assist in fusion and growth.
Chapter completed!