Chapter 808 Lin En's Death
The flesh and blood on his body seemed to have collapsed, peeling off his bones piece by piece.
Zuo Zuo trembled even more, trying hard to glue the flesh and blood on his body together, but it seemed completely different from before, as if every piece of his flesh and blood had lost its activity, as if he had really turned into an ordinary person at this moment. People have lost all ability to heal.
"Don't say it anymore! Don't say it anymore!!"
She dragged his body eagerly, using all her strength to drag him forward.
"Where did you throw your scythe? Zuo Zuo will take you back immediately!"
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"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! If you are afraid, I will be afraid too!!"
"I already told you not to show off!! You still do this!! I know you are here for that quill, I know you are soft-hearted, I know you don't want to see others suffer, you are such a hateful guy, but...but β¦β
"I really don't want to be like this every time, seeing you risking your life every time!!"
She almost shook her tears vigorously and crawled forward.
Dragging him forward.
I'll take you home!
Let's go home!
Letβs go back to Wandering Soul Alley and the Blood Saw Pharmacy Store! You care about them, I donβt care! I have nothing to do with them! ! I don't care whether they live or die!
I...I...I...
A long trail of blood trailed from Linn's body, staining the long path in front of the desk red.
The cigarette in the corner of his mouth was still lingering.
His eyelids kept falling.
In fact, his body has been broken for a long time. In order to maintain the broken posture, he has been constantly overdrawing his blood. But how dare he write such words and face the evil spirit from hell? His gaze dared him to sit there without even taking a step back.
That is a gaze that can make even gods tremble, and is the source of all curses in hell.
How dare you...
How dare you!
Lin En's lips were slightly open, the smoke slowly swirled, and his body dragged and fell.
But it seems...
I didn't lose either.
Because no matter what choice you make.
You have proven that I have the authority to talk to you.
Because you donβt even dare to...ignore me...
He felt that there seemed to be countless shadows surrounding his vision, which forced him to open his eyes hard, but he still raised the corners of his mouth and asked Zuo Zuo:
"Zuo Zuo, I should have been...a bit handsome just now..."
Zuozuo pulled him hard and shouted with a choked voice:
"Handsome!! Handsome!! You are the most handsome guy!! You are the most handsome, okay!! If you want to hear it, I will tell you every day when I go back! Shut up! Don't waste your energy!!"
And it seemed that he finally heard his satisfactory answer.
Lin En's eyes showed a small look of satisfaction.
His eyelids kept drooping.
There seemed to be something heavy, making the shadows surrounding him become more and more numerous, almost to the point of blocking his vision.
But he turned his head slightly.
In his drooping eyes and increasingly dazed attention, he reflected the deformed and twisted figure that was alone there.
"Good night."
"I can have a good sleep this time..."
Talking like a dream.
The cigarette butt in the corner of his mouth also seemed to be extinguished and rolled to the ground.
But in a daze, he seemed to hear some noise, gently wandering in his ears, like that peaceful dreamland.
[Your recovery rate reaches 13.5%]
This smoke.
Itβs really choking...
"Head!!"
"Head!!!"
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"The situation is indeed dangerous. It's unimaginable. If you are right, if he really tried to use that quill to challenge this hell, it would be a miracle that he survived!"
"That oppressive force had an extremely negative impact on him. At least before that gaze disappeared, he should have been in a state of complete physical shutdown for a long time. In other words, his self-healing ability and catastrophic ability, Even the support of the Heart of the Colossus to his life has been greatly interrupted! He managed to survive completely on his own!"
"But the strange thing is that there seems to be some kind of divinity in the natural realm in his body. Although I don't know where it came from, that ray of divinity still preserved his consciousness at the last moment."
Various noisy sounds kept coming from my ears.
Faintly in the gap in the corner of the eye.
It seemed that I could see those very familiar shadows.
Ser Egwene, the Brain of the Colossus, and even the irritable Big Titan, the crying Tiny, the gloomy Witch God Aunt, etc.
Many...many familiar family members.
"I don't care - if anything happens to my son-in-law in your Night City - then all our friendships will end here - I will let all the creatures here be buried with my son-in-law!!"
"Shut up! Don't make trouble here!! No one knows that something like this will happen, and he is not only your son-in-law, but also my student! Do you think I want to see it become like this?!"
Violent quarrel.
There should be another conflict between the mistress and the father-in-law.
Slowly, his consciousness became heavier and heavier, as if everything was drifting away.
Then he seemed to hear Zuo Zuo's voice.
Still so noisy.
And Alice, Miss Doll, and Crying Meowth.
Many, many people.
It was all the family members he had finally found who had always cared about him in this cold hell.
He felt a little relieved.
Because if you die like this.
seemβ¦β¦
Not bad either.
Then he lost all consciousness again.
Time once again seemed like an eternity.
This was because he was awakened by waves of touches. It was sticky but seemed to carry some kind of sadness, and it was vaguely like a few drops of cold water fell on his face, and then slid all the way to his ears.
He couldn't see clearly who it was, just like she was clearly right in front of him, but she was still so transparent that no traces could be seen.
Just know.
She seemed to be holding his hand hard, not like a human touch, but so tight that it seemed to be engraved in her bones.
It wasn't until she left that he heard the muffled, low voice.
"You will never, ever die."
It's like some kind of brush strokes are engraved with force, and a...
promise.
So the next day.
He woke up.
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ps: Chapter five tomorrow.
