Chapter 114

Yang Xuan looked at Lin Tingting who was not struggling, and gradually let go of his hand and said, "look at the position of your lungs."

Lin Tingting subconsciously looked at it. He saw a trace the size of a little thumb on his white skin. He pressed it with his fingers, and the instant severe pain spread all over his body.

"You, do you really have internal power? I remember when I heard your cry, I felt sick and wanted to vomit, and then I had nosebleed. What should I do? I don't want to die. I'm still so young. It's all you. I haven't done anything good since I met you. I was about to lose my job. I found that you are a monster. A bowl of noodles is not enough for you. You have to eat so much for each meal, and the money is spent You're dead now. " With that, Lin Tingting began to cover her head and cry.

"What I said is that if I don't find it, I can live for 1 ~ 2 years. If I find it, I can heal." Yang Xuan said helplessly.

"Really? For your sake, don't lie to me during this period of time." Lin Tingting burst into tears and snivel.

"Don't worry, what I said must count. By the way, have you seen my clothes?" Yang Xuan asked.

"You wait." With hope, Lin Tingting regained her former healthy and lively girl and ran to find clothes for Yang Xuan.

Lin Tingting looked for it for a long time, found it in a carton, handed it to Yang Xuan and said, "at that time, I didn't wash your clothes because the chest was rotten. What are you doing here? If you still have to wear it, otherwise, I'll wash it for you."

Yang Xuan didn't speak. He groped around the cuffs and belts of his clothes. Yes, he did. There was a big gem on Yang Xuan's scholar crown. I forgot what it was. There were gemstones and other accessories on his belt. Eh, what's this?

Yang Xuan only searched the clothes outside and the scholar's crown. Anyway, if he had good things, he would become.

There are only four things in total, the emerald attached to the scholar's crown, two jade accessories on the belt, and a round black brand.

Yang Xuan handed the four things to Lin Tingting and said, "you can sell these things and try how much you can sell."

Lin Tingting and Yang Xuan handed over things. Women always have no resistance to jewelry and so on. They stammered, "is this very valuable?"

"How do I know? I subconsciously think it's right to have no money to sell this." Yang xuandao.

Lin Tingting played with four things. Eh, I don't know what this brand as big as a palm is for.

Curious baby Lin Tingting, holding the sign here and there, made a "card" sound. As expected, he opened the sign. It turned out to be a box for photos. The style is ancient and strange.

In fact, this sign was found in the mysterious sect site of lingjiu palace. Yang Xuan put in all the photos of women at home, which would blow up Tong Piaoyun's anger. If Yang Xuan wanted to take photos, he should also put it in it. Xin owes Yang Xuan a lot in the storage space, otherwise it would be miserable.

Lin Tingting looks at the photos in the sign. There are three photos in total. One is a big one with three women, which is also engraved with [I, my wife, Natasha, Xu Qing, Zhang Mengmeng.]

One of the other two photos says [beloved wife Ren Tingting], and the last one is actually a cute little girl, which also says [beloved wife and child Piaoyun]. After Lin Tingting took away the photo, there are inscriptions on the inner wall, which is impressively [Yang Xuan].

Lin Tingting looks at Yang Xuan strangely. Does this man have so many wives? And the last one is still a minor, but Lin Tingting has no way to think of Yang Xuan's terror. After all, it is a civilized society and is reasonable. Anyone who looks at his eyes like Yang Xuan feels pressed by the mountain.

Yang Xuan felt so powerful that Lin Tingting just scanned Yang Xuan's eyes with his eyes. Yang Xuan felt it and turned around and asked, "what's the matter, isn't it valuable?"

"Ah? No, no, it's this brand that needs to be returned to you. The other three can be sold. Come on, come on. Do you know these women?" Lin Tingting was startled by Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan took the photo and looked at it carefully. In an instant, a sense of familiarity surged into his heart. When Yang Xuan wanted to recall more deeply, his head couldn't help a sharp pain.

"Ah." Yang Xuan held his head. After a long time, his headache decreased slightly.

"Are you okay?" Lin Tingting watched nervously.

"No, it's all right. I can't die. I just feel that the photos are very familiar. These women seem to be very important to me." Yang Xuan covered his head and said.

"Scum man, playboy, obscene." Lin Tingting muttered.

"What do you know? What if the strong marry more? My name is Yang Xuan. That's a good name. I like it." Yang xuandao.

Because there is a relationship between serious injury and head smashing when falling. It's hard to think of anything. It's easy to have a headache. The most serious thing is that the memory of the main world and the film plane you've been to is interspersed back and forth. You don't know which is true and which is false.

"Wow, are you a barbarian? It's still a strong man. As long as women are willing to chase, there's basically no problem. If there's a strong man or not, money is a strong man." Lin Tingting refused.

"Why do you care so much? Take off your underwear quickly so that I can start healing you." Yang Xuan urged.

Lin Tingting struggled for a long time, and finally his desire to survive defeated his shame.

After Lin Tingting stripped off his underwear, he went straight to Yang Xuan and said, "how to do it next."

Yang Xuan puts Lin Tingting on his knees and sits down. His body instinctively presses Lin Tingting's two big rabbits with his hands. His internal power and weak breath of life are definitely a great remedy for a girl like Lin Tingting.

After a long time, Lin Tingting finally spit out the blood clot in his lung. He saw that the blood clot was dark and smelly.

Lin Tingting, who vomited blood clots, felt comfortable all over, as if all the invisible chains on his body were peeling off.

"Well, there's basically nothing in the future." Yang Xuan clapped his hands.

Lin Tingting quickly put on his clothes, cleaned the house back and forth and said, "tomorrow, I'll sell the things tomorrow and see how much I can sell."

"It's all right. After selling the money, buy me something to eat. After a while, I think my injury will heal. Maybe I can think of a starting point." Yang xuandao

Although Yang Xuan has been in the world for several days, he hasn't gone out yet. It's a big problem to have no ID card. The police's temporary inspection in Hong Kong is a big problem. Lin Tingting doesn't dare to let Yang Xuan go out.