Chapter 1070 Blood Trough Empty
When Li Cang climbed up from a pile of blood and flesh, it was pitch black all around.
It wasn't really night time, but the endless mucus covered everything. He was lying on a piece of debris floating in the mucus. Above his head, a dense mass of scarlet eyes on a cracked ground looked greedily at the mucus ocean below and the lonely Li Cang.
Well, as long as there are still living things, it's a good thing.
Even though he was unconscious and as weak as a baby after the blood explosion, Li Cang still held tightly in his arms a piece of translucent crystal-like pale skeleton with ghostly aura and strange fire flashing from time to time.
The skeleton was as big as a millstone, and it could be vaguely seen that it was the shape of two vertebrae connected to half a hip bone. There were wisps of scarlet blood inside it, rushing left and right like a trapped living thing.
"Miao Miao, hiss."
The complexion on Li Cang's handsome face looked much uglier, and it was a kind of greedy and grabbing hideousness.
If his memory was not flawed, this large piece of sacrum, hip bone and spine should belong to Yao Gui, but the blood trapped inside was the product of the explosion when the human-faced shield in Yao Gui's belly was almost refined.
This time, Timi made a fortune!
"Hiss"
Li Cang finally failed to make a cheering gesture of raising his arms and fists. It was painful, but the key was that he had no other sensations except the pain in his arm.
His vision was very good even in the dark. Although not as abnormal as Da Leizi, he could see that his right arm was hanging beside his thigh, and almost half of his chest was completely torn apart. It was only held by a bloody mess of rotten cotton that it was barely separated. He could also see that his heart was lying on the inside of his spine, beating strongly. With each beat, a stream of blood spurted out from the back of the left ventricle, making a hissing sound, as loud as the urine of a young man with good kidneys.
This scene was a bit scary even for Li Cang, so much so that he could not find where his left leg was until the end. This was a small matter that was ignored.
It should be almost impossible. Although the weakness after the big blood explosion is also a dual weakness of the spirit and the body, it is not a weakness of loss but a weakness of fullness. He should not have any injuries on his body now. He should behave like a big milk bottle with exploding milk and a big blood bottle, spreading milk everywhere!
Unless there is a problem with the blood bar.
"The big magic wand is flying~"
Li Cang hooked his finger, and the mucus ocean under the fragments where he was rolled and spit out a series of bubbles. The big magic wand covered with scarlet cracks rushed up, and a tattered little skeleton demon was hanging on it.
With the big magic wand in his hand again, Li Cang felt relieved. He changed his mind, but failed to open the transmission channel.
"Fuck"
Li Cang fell back to the spot with a thud, gasping for breath.
The action just now directly drained the last bit of strength from him, and even his mind became a little fuzzy. There were so many monster dogs with wide eyes on his head, coveting the taste of fresh food. Li Cang didn't think that he could compete with anything else in his current state, so he gave up the idea of using the big magic wand to hit the dying skeleton demon with a hammer-
This is definitely, definitely, definitely not a problem that can be solved by just one more shot. The skeleton demon is still useful.
After panting for at least five or six minutes, Li Cang reluctantly pulled back the big magic wand and tapped the tattered little skeleton demon hanging on the big magic wand with his hand. It was similar to Li Cang's idea. A red and white light was transmitted from his fingertips to the little skeleton demon. The little skeleton demon's broken skeleton body was repaired at an astonishing speed, and then it jumped up.
[The Skeleton Demon's life span increases, now it is 4:22 on September 18, 1355]
"Wow~"
"Squeaky wow~"
"Woo woo woo woo woo~"
The lively Skeleton Demon yelled and jumped excitedly, but Li Cang couldn't even understand what his mother said, so how could he understand what the little bastard was yelling about? He waved his hands speechlessly and ordered it to perform surgery on him.
It's called surgery, but it's nothing more than putting the pieces of the body that can be described as "ragged" back to their original positions as much as possible to facilitate self-healing.
It has to be said that this process brought a lot of extreme and completely unnecessary pain.
There was already a transfer between Li Cang and the Skeleton Demon, and commanding it was not as easy as commanding other servants of fate. Moreover, this bear thing not only looked not very smart, but also mischievous and had its own ideas.
Continuous operating errors caused Li Cang's poor arm to be folded in the opposite direction twice, with a crackling sound, and Li Cang was so painful that he wanted to kill the little beast with a stick.
After struggling with his body, the Skeleton Demon circled around for seven or eight times, but still could not find Li Cang's broken leg. He could only assume that it was blown up. With a faint sigh, Teacher Cang said to the little Skeleton Demon: "Useless little trash, that leg can be worth at least 20,000 or 30,000 coins after being sacrificed, you know, any parts of my body are worth a lot of money, understand?"
Crack~
The Skeleton Demon stared at a pair of empty eye sockets with white ghost fire jumping, playing with his claws, with an expressionless and dull face.
Li Cang: “ε=(ο｀*)))”
The situation is bad, but it doesn’t matter, he has encountered worse.
When he went to the 3.0 world line, Da Leizi was much more miserable than him. Even Lilith could be blocked. Who knows if it was Lilith who was blocked or had a demi-human body. That was a pain in the ass. With his current health bar In terms of thickness and length, regardless of whether he is injured or not, as long as he is still alive and as long as the anti-injury armor is still wearing, even if all those big-eyed monsters above come down to communicate with him intimately, love and considerately, the situation will only be good in the end. develop.
What's more, isn't there a little skeleton demon around? It's much easier to replenish its health than to serve itself. Just a little enlightenment can give it a lifespan of hundreds of years. It's okay to make do with it. He can carry the ball, but he can't help but run away to get the ball.
"So in the end, the entire floating land should have exploded. Divine creatures are so terrifying, but where am I now?"
Li Cang was thinking ramblingly, but he couldn't think too much. The injuries he suffered were too serious, far beyond the scope of his previous unusually rich experience. Even his consciousness was sometimes blurry and sometimes clear, and his brain was always unable to form. A relatively complete and normal closed loop of thinking, but his foggy brain seemed not to allow him to waste his remaining life energy for no reason.
Oh, that's right too
I think it should be more sad if the CPU is damaged by ICU than if the cmc is damaged by ppt. It should be regarded as a serious option that conforms to the human body mechanism.
