Looking at the white bed sheets and ceiling in front of him, Lin Fan was stunned.

"Have you had a nightmare?" Zhang's father, who was peeling an apple, frowned at Lin Fan: "Don't worry, dad is here."

Dad is here.

This sound made Lin Fan feel extremely relieved, as if even if Klein comes again, as long as this ordinary human is here, he doesn't need to be afraid.

Although it's just an ordinary human.

But parents are the biggest safe haven for their children, and it is Lin Fan’s belief that every time he fights to the end!

"Hu." Lin Fan looked at his dark right hand, "It's okay. Fortunately, it's just a dream."

A strange laugh came from Lin Fan's heart: "Haha, this is not just a dream. Boy, sooner or later, you will surrender to me..."

"Shut up!" Lin Fan said coldly.

Zhang's father, who was peeling an apple, was stunned: "Ah? Xiaofan, are you floating? I thought I wouldn't dare to slap you as the commander-in-chief, right?"

"No, Dad, you misunderstood..." Lin Fan was about to explain, but his dark right hand suddenly stretched out his middle finger to Zhang's father.

Zhang's father was furious: "Look at the sign!"

Seven Wolves!

As Zhang's father said, he was about to stand up and untie his belt!

"Dad, I'm not talking about you... Don't worry about this broken hand for now, it has something wrong!" Lin Fan quickly covered his right hand with a quilt, changed the topic and said, "Dad, why are you here?"

"Can't I come to see you yet?" Zhang's father frowned and looked at Lin Fan, "Your hand... forget it, I feel relieved when you wake up, and leave."

He knew that his children had more important things to do now.

Zhang's father pretended not to care, but in the end he couldn't help but look back, glanced at his child, and smiled, "Remember to eat the apples on the table."

After saying that, Zhang's father pushed the door and left.

"I obviously care about me very much, but I pretend to be like this..." Lin Fan sighed helplessly, picked up the apple and took a bite.

At this moment, it seemed as if all the battle was worth it, and it seemed that the wounds all over the body no longer hurt.

These people are the reasons for fighting themselves!

suddenly.

"Bang!"

The right hand hit the apple in the left hand to the ground.

"You're almost done!" Lin Fan picked up the Shura knife with his left hand and pressed his right hand: "Believe it or not, I'll just chop you up!"

"hehe……"

The strange laughter appeared again, and his dark right hand pointed at Lin Fan and compared his middle finger.

Lin Fan: “…”

"Anyway, my bottom line is that you are not allowed to let go when I hold the knife. When I salute, you are not allowed to make trouble." Lin Fan said in a deep voice: "Otherwise, I really chopped up this hand, do you believe it?"

At this moment, the ghost and god didn't say anything, and the Shura's hands were extremely quiet.

It seemed as if even the ghosts and gods knew that this young man was serious.

For Lin Fan, the biggest function of his right hand is to hold a knife for Daxia, and the other is to salute Daxia!

This is never allowed to make trouble, even ghosts and gods!

suddenly.

"Cry~"

Zhang Chengfeng pushed the door and walked in. He was slightly stunned when he saw Lin Fan fighting with each other, and then said, "Are you awake?"

"How long have I been sleeping?" Lin Fan stopped entangling Shura's Hand and asked directly.

"Fourteen hours, it's eight o'clock in the morning." Zhang Chengfeng said this and paused: "Can you stop holding your right hand at me to compare with the middle finger? I know I can't beat you, and I know you have Shura's hand, but can you stop mocking me like this..."

Lin Fan: "...this breaks!"

"Haha, actually, I know that there are some problems with this hand." Zhang Chengfeng sighed: "I have tried my best to treat you, but I can't solve the problem with this hand."

Lin Fan nodded.

Of course Mr. Zhang can't solve it.

Although Mr. Zhang has a strong medical skills and has the inheritance of the Saint Hand Hua Tuo, the problem with Lin Fan's Shura Hand is not in flesh and blood, but in the soul!

Sacrifice the soul!

Now, this hand is the hand of ghosts and gods!

"At least in terms of his attitude towards killing the gods, I am the same as him. If I die at the hands of the gods, he will die." Lin Fan smiled and said, "So, there is no big problem at the moment."

"How did the others respond?" Lin Fan suddenly said with some concern.

That battle was particularly tragic!

Compassionate death!

The other guardians were also exhausted, especially Bai Qi, who almost held on to kill Atod with one last breath.

Mr. Zhang frowned and said, "Are you doubting my medical skills?"

Lin Fan immediately felt relieved.

Mr. Zhang’s medical skills are definitely not something he can do!

In addition, the eight-hour forced death of the Great Wall of Steel is impossible, as long as you can reach the Great Wall of Steel alive, something will not happen!

"Yes." Zhang Chengfeng nodded: "Can you stand up now? Something is wrong."

Lin Fan felt it.

Although the wound is still a little painful, it has been stitched. Moreover, with the physical fitness and recovery ability of the god-becoming person, some wounds have begun to heal.

Lin Fan slowly stood up and shook his wrist: "As long as it is not a life-and-death battle, there should be no problem."

"It's not a battle." Zhang Chengfeng smiled and said: "In an hour, the National Congress will hold a meeting, and military representatives and patron saints will all attend."

"Discuss some of the things to do next, such as Zilu and Lu Bu, such as the freedom fighters, such as the transportation and arrangements of the universe..."

"You'd better be able to take one."

Lin Fan nodded, picked up the Shura Knife, and followed Mr. Zhang out the door.

Outside the medical room, many injured soldiers were talking with bandages. When they saw Lin Fan, they were stunned and shouted loudly: "I have met the commander-in-chief!"

"Well, thank you all for your hard work this time." Lin Fan nodded and bowed slightly: "Daxia, thank you!"

"Thank you, boss," a soldier laughed and said, "We are all from Daxia. Gods invade this land. If we don't fight, who will fight! Rely on the Free Country?"

"That's right, this is our home, this is our responsibility! Thank you!"

"If we don't fight, parents, relatives, wives, children, and friends will all die! Even if we don't let us go up, we will all have to rush up!"

"Boss, what you said, if you say this, you should thank you the most! All the people in Daxia should thank you!"

"Thank you, boss!"

The soldiers were joking with no big or small.

Lin Fan kicked the soldier who was leading the cheering helplessly, and laughed and scolded: "Just speak quickly!"

Immediately, Lin Fan saluted: "Okay, I still have something to do. You guys can recover well and wait to continue fighting side by side with you!"

"Yes!" The soldiers saluted the same.

"When we recover, we will continue to fight side by side with you!"

"I will definitely eat two more pounds of fish tonight, recover as soon as possible, and continue fighting with you!"

"Commander-in-chief, go and do your business! Don't worry about us, we're eating well now!"

Amid the shouts of the soldiers, Lin Fan turned around and walked into the elevator with Zhang Chengfeng.

Supreme Command Center, in the conference room.

Starry Night, Blood Demon King Tiger, Killing God Bai Qi, Dao Wanqi, Mo Buzhi, and others have already sat down.

Although everyone was wearing bandages, it has to be said that Zhang Chengfeng's medical skills were indeed amazing. Coupled with the delay in death of the Great Wall of Steel, everyone's aura was still a little weak and had returned to stability.

Especially Bai Qi, who was obviously the most injured, but he had completely recovered and was completely a young strongman who could not be beaten.

Even his strength is higher than before!

Level 8!

He was originally a sleepy god of killing that has been passed down through the ages. During his sleep, his body accumulated the power of faith given to him by generations of Daxia people. Through this battle, those faiths were absorbed and digested by him again.

Daji also entered the seventh level, mainly because she had a bad reputation in Daxia and didn’t have much faith power accumulated in her body during her sleep...

Lu Bu and Zilu did not come. After all, they were the ancestors who had just woken up, and we also had to discuss the arrangements for them at this meeting, so of course we should avoid suspicion.

In addition, all the patron saints are sitting in their seats.
To be continued...