Chapter 1498

"No harm. What's up with Commander Fang? " Qi Kunlun opened his eyes wearily and asked slowly.

"The situation of commander-in-chief is not optimistic, but his life will not be in danger. He had multiple spinal injuries, wrist fractures, and... "The chief of staff conveyed Fang wuheng's injury to Qi Kunlun.

After hearing this, Qi Kunlun nodded slightly and said: "although commander Fang is old, he is also a master of Dan strength after all. His Qi and blood are strong. These injuries are not irreversible to him. If you take good care of yourself for a period of time, you can get better. "

Qi Kunlun stood up slowly and said, "let the kitchen prepare a sheep for me. I'll have some supper."

"A head?" When the chief of staff heard this, his chin almost fell to the ground.

"Well." Qi Kunlun replied, "I'll go to have a rest first. Please call me when the food is ready."

After saying this, he turned and left, and when he came to the dark, his face turned red.

"Gudong!"

Qi Kunlun pursed his lips and swallowed the blood again.

Back in the middle of the dormitory, he undressed, turned on the shower, and sprayed hot water down to wash off his tiredness.

I saw that his muscles were full of congestion, blue and purple, which was not formed by the impact, but caused by repeated shocks.

"Hum!"

Qi Kunlun was standing in the shower, his eyes closed, his mouth humming, and his internal organs were thundering.

His whole body of bone marrow is moving, clattering, sounds, do not know whether it is the sound of the shower, or the sound of bone marrow concussion.

"If I keep busy like this, I think I'll be exhausted in my seventy's and I'll be exhausted." Qi Kunlun thought to himself that the congestion in his muscles was slowly dispersing.

This thunder sound forms a wonderful frequency in his body, which vibrates continuously and causes the body to resonate. It is just the Kung Fu recorded in the Sutra of washing marrow, a unique skill of Bodhi temple.

In that era of internal and external troubles, a large number of martial arts masters emerged in China. Some of them reached such a high level, but they all died early. According to the law, such people are in good health and should live a long life. In the final study, it was unanimously agreed that the period of turmoil was so turbulent that everyone was worried about the country and the people, and they thought too much about it, which led to the shortening of life expectancy.

It's just like Qi Kunlun found Jiang Wuyuan. He said that he wanted to live a few more years, which was no problem.

It is not impossible for Longmai to calculate the National Games and take charge of such a large organization. It is not impossible to lose one's mind and soul and lead to a short life.

Half an hour later, Qi Kunlun took a bath, and his bruises were all gone.

At the moment, he had only one feeling: exhaustion.

The spirit is not very good recently. If we fight with a master like Ye Kuafu, the loss of energy will be too serious. It can even be said that it will hurt to the root!

To be more mysterious, that is to hurt the vitality.

"Qi Shuai, a snack has been made in the dining room." At this moment, an orderly knocked on the door and came in.

"Good. You can take me there." Qi Kunlun, dressed in his new uniform, said lightly.

After Qi Kunlun came out, he closed the door and trotted to the front to lead the way.