Chapter 4069

For reptiles, human life should not be too long, too long to see the end, too long to imagine.

But for human beings, they never feel how long they live, how many have power and power, and how many emperors seek immortality.

And as a void creature, I don't think my life span is long, long, not long at all.

Dong Lan regrets that he should let his elders back down and form an alliance with batian. He doesn't need to join the race.

The power of batian is not good now. The upper limit is limited. But what's the concern.

Sometimes I can't make friends without looking at the strength. I'm not as strong as her anyway.

Batian's hands went in and out of the body's neck. At the back, batian's face was waxy yellow.

During this period, all three of them went out for a trip and came back. They ran a short distance and brought back some fruits.

This kind of fruit is very sweet. When I came back, I saw fatian squatting beside the bell milk pool and drinking with his hand.

Jin has run over and opened her pocket, which is filled with fruit for cutting heaven to eat.

Fatian took a fruit, sat down and chewed it slowly.

The other three look at Ning Shu, it seems that there is no difference, but the neck is not so soft.

Virtual king and East Blue looked at each other. Did they repair the broken bones?

But what about the restoration? No consciousness, and her original energy and vitality have returned to the embrace of the void.

There is no soul in the void.

Donglan looks at fatigued fatian and asks, "when will she be able to repair her body?"

"It's a huge project. I don't know how long it will take. I can only take my time."

Donglan: "then take your time."

This ability to repair the body is his racial ability, but he is not the treasure of nature, is a weapon, how can this ability.

Donglan was puzzled and could not help it. She asked directly, "how can you do this?"

"Think it over." Since the resurrection of the mouse, he has not stopped this research.

In the void, I met a newly dead race. I used to want to collect ashes. One day, I had a surprise. Why not repair the race's body and implant memory.

It must be better than the mud he kneaded, but it's faster, because the corpse will soon turn to ashes. Many times, the corpse will be gone before the sky is completely restored.

He chose to revive smaller creatures.

If we want to restore Ning Shu's body to its original state, we must preserve her vitality, or it will turn to ashes.

Although she has peerless martial arts, peerless martial arts has its own way of operation, which is equivalent to a world with a mature heaven way.

Without Ningshu, the next guardian will be born. Ningshu must occupy this quota. Once it disappears, it will disappear completely and fail completely.

Peerless martial arts are definitely not the vassal of Ningshu. On the contrary, if Ningshu's death causes problems in operation, the next guardian will be born.

No one is irreplaceable. The birthplace of plane doesn't care who the guardian is. As long as there is a guardian, there is no special preference. There is a set of operation mode.

To some extent, the birth place of the plane is Tiandao, the big Tiandao of countless small worlds.

Heartless but with great love.

Ning Shu can cultivate a belief world into a place of birth. Her benefits and future are limitless, but only if she wants to live.

If it wasn't for the power of peerless martial arts, Ning Shu couldn't hold on so long.

The collapse of her body is also due to the power infused by peerless martial arts, which destroys her body while using it.

She's really weak.

So he has to speed up the repair, and this repair is an opportunity.

After eating, batian felt a little better. He was going to repair Ningshu's body again. However, when he saw the ragged chest, batian could not help but hold his forehead.

Repair a throat, he has gone for half of his life, such a thin and broken breastbone, as well as five viscera, cutting the sky to choose a dog belt.

Even very small broken bones should be found and regrouped.

Fatian squatted down and looked at his bloody chest. His face turned white. He took out a bottle of water and poured it on it. Then he began to repair it.

It's quiet in the cave. There are too many broken bones in the chest. It takes a lot of experience to find them in the bloody internal organs.

This is a huge project and a race against time.

If you can't stop repairing a place right away, the vitality and the power of creation contained in it will dissipate. Once it's slow, the effect will be bad.

And it can't afford to waste, because the whole body has to be repaired.

There is a place that needs a lot of creative power.

Donglan looks at fatian's face, pale as paper, as if it will fall down in the next second.It's too hard.

She was afraid that she would return to the void.

It took a long time to repair the broken sternum, as well as the rotten heart and lung organs. In the middle of the cutting, he almost fainted and bit his teeth.

There are worms in the blue tendons of his forehead. One by one, they bulge so much that the blood vessels almost burst.

Several people were frightened at the sight. They stared at the blood vessels of batian. It seemed that there were some insects in them.

In the ordinary people unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took Alexander in the cave, took turns to go out to breathe, stayed for a long time, they all felt their blood vessels were going to explode.

Leave one to watch, of course, earthworm, Donglan and Xuwang. As for Jinji, after seeing his crazy appearance, he didn't regard him as a person who can carry things.

After this repair, fatian fainted and fell into a coma.

The earthworm took off his clothes. The blood on it had been washed. He put it on the ground. Together with Xu Wang, he carried batian to his clothes to make him sleep better.

The very shriveled chest has been bulging. There is a piece of cloth on it. Although I want to open it, I dare not touch the body at all.

I'm afraid there's something wrong with him.

This time, fatian slept for a long time. He suddenly sat up and woke up.

He rubbed his tired eyes. His eyes were red with blood. They were bulging. They looked a little creepy.

Donglan asked carefully, "what's wrong with your eyes?" The blood is red. I can't see the pupils.

"It doesn't matter. It's overused."

Donglan blinked, some curious eyes. Could his eyes see the broken bones in the skin?

Batian knew that this was mental overuse, and his brain was almost going to explode. He didn't know whether he could hold on to it until the end.