"So, aren't you thinking about going further?"

Luo Qingtong looked at Min Leng, then said slowly with a faint expression: "I didn't say that I can't make your injury better!"

When Luo Qingtong said that, Min Leng's face suddenly condensed.

Then, his hand suddenly squeezed the armrest of his wheelchair, then slowly turned his head to look at Luo Qingtong and said, "Head of Tan Ming, such a joke is not funny at all."

Make his injury better?

Does Luo Qingtong know what she said means?

It's already injured, how could it be better?

Unless, she can cure him and take him further.

But is that possible?

Min Leng is already an old creation.

What's more, if Min Leng's injury was so easy to cure, he wouldn't have been disabled for so many years.

Since the Gong family attacked him, it would be impossible for him to give him any chance to recover.

Min Leng's injury, from bones to flesh, was filled with the power of the other party to inject into his body.

Judging from his sealing for so many years, those forces have long disappeared.

But even so, Min Leng's legs, flesh, bones and meridians have been destroyed, and there is no chance of recovery.

Even if someone can reshape his meridians, it will be of no use.

After all, all the flesh and blood that had been soaked by those forces had rotten and eroded, hindering the operation of those meridians.

In short, the reason why Min Leng can still maintain a trace of the strength of his legs is just because his strength is that he forcibly blocked a little bit back then.

And this slight power cannot be used rashly unless it is life and death, and in extreme danger, it can only be used.

Once used, Min Leng will not only lose all his legs, but also other parts of his body will be affected.

The power that Min Leng used to attack Luo Qingtong just now was just a little circulating the power, allowing his legs to have a more unobstructed blood vessels and meridians, so that Luo Qingtong could feel the power in his body.

There was no real use of that power at all.

When Min Leng's words sounded, Luo Qingtong's face looked light and looked at him and said with a smile: "Have you never considered it and regarded your own flaws at this moment as a benefit?"

She said this and then said to Min Leng: "Have you heard of a soldier?"

When she said that, Min Leng's eyes looked cold, and she looked at her, twisted her eyes slightly and said, "No, what you are talking about is the Dead Warrior?"

Isn’t human soldiers just to refine people into weapons?

In this way, the other party will lose its self-ability and self-awareness. Isn’t this a “human soldier”?

However, in this way, the other party is almost the same as corpse refining, which is also an extremely evil skill.

Luo Qingtong asked what this is for?

Min Leng thought so and immediately looked at Luo Qingtong.

The latter's face was faint, and then he smiled at him and said, "No, that's not a way to refine corpses."

Luo Qingtong seemed to notice Min Leng’s inner thoughts, and immediately smiled and said, “That is a unique method of cultivation, extremely authentic.”

Luo Qingtong said, then smiled at him and said, "As the name suggests, human soldiers are a way to refine humans into weapons."

"But, it is definitely not that kind of evil kung fu!"
Chapter completed!