Lin Yueru's appearance surprised Ying Zheng. For this girl, Ying Zheng had contacted too little after all, and her understanding was limited to Ying Zheng's past memories.

"I'm fine for the time being." Looking at Ying Zheng who was thinking of coming, Lin Yueru said a little embarrassedly.

"If your wound still cannot heal for a period of time, your blood will dry out." Ying Zheng stopped Lin Yueru, who wanted to say something.

The wound on Lin Yueru's chest is not enough to be fatal, but it is difficult to stop the wound from oozing out of the wound because of the resentment and resentment. There may be nothing in a short period of time. Once the time is long, the only thing waiting for Lin Yueru is death. After all, human blood is limited.

"It will take some time. I can't die for the time being. Now, since we have found you, our top priority is to leave here." Lin Yueru said, enduring the pain that kept coming from the wound.

"Sister Lin, your injury is important." Zhao Ling'er stopped him by saying a word.

Because of her unscrupulous reason, she had no choice and involved Lin Yueru in danger that should not belong to her. This made Zhao Linger very sad. How could she watch Lin Yueru endure the pain without caring about it?

"Ling'er, I can tell the difference between the severity of this place. This place is too dangerous. Every time I stay on this road for a moment, I will be more dangerous. It's not too late to wait for us to go out for treatment. As long as people can live, some pain is really nothing." Lin Yueru said reluctantly, enduring the severe pain.

"As long as my father's resentment can be resolved, Miss Lin's wound will become an ordinary wound." Jiang Wan'er, who was beside her, reminded in a low voice.

"How can you resolve your father's resentment?" Zhao Ling'er asked hurriedly.

"Help my father untie his knot." Jiang Wan'er said.

"That's too troublesome. Since someone is interested in introducing Ling'er and you two into this Demon Locking Tower step by step, I'll let him get what he wants for the time being." Ying Zheng said.

The leader of the Moon Being used Zhao Linger and Lin Yueru to find out his details, and even wanted to use this to force himself to use the trump card that was originally left for him. When Zhao Linger and Lin Yueru and Lin Yueru entered the Demon Locking Tower, both Ying Zheng and the Sword Saint understood the plan of the leader of the Moon Being, but it was precisely because of his understanding that Ying Zheng had to make a choice.

Should he continue to retain his trump card to deal with the leader of the Moon Worship, or to use the trump card to change Lin Yueru's fate at this time? This choice was placed before Ying Zheng by the leader of the Moon Worship. He must make a choice and make the choice that the leader of the Moon Worship wants to see.

But can the Moon-Worshiping Master really take all the benefits?

Then how is it possible? While he is calculating others, others can also calculating him.

"Brother, what are you going to do?" Zhao Ling'er looked at Ying Zheng and said.

At that moment, Zhao Ling'er noticed that an extremely powerful fairy power was fluctuating on Ying Zheng's body. At this moment, the already extremely powerful fairy power instantly broke through his limits. A stream of unknown origin, as if crossing time and space, made Zhao Ling'er feel the terrifying fairy power surge into Ying Zheng's body.

Zhao Ling'er didn't know what happened to Ying Zheng, but she knew one thing: a strong move would cause one's own harm. The stronger the move, the greater the sequelae. There is no thing that only borrows but not returns, and the same is true for power.

"Do what one person wants to see." Ying Zheng said as he raised his palm.

In Zhao Linger's surprise and Lin Yueru's nervousness, Ying Zheng slowly placed his palm with a faint light on Lin Yueru's chest. As the power of the fairy spirit in time and space surged, the bad blood that was constantly oozing out of Lin Yueru's wound regained its vitality and slowly returned to the wound. The wound that originally made Lin Yueru's pain slowly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Young Master Zhao, you..." Lin Yueru looked straight at the palm of her hand, and for a moment she even forgot that it belonged to a man's palm. At this time, she was only shocked by the changes in her wounds.

When Ying Zheng treated Li Xiaoyao's abdomen that was exposed by Lin Yueru, Lin Yueru did not see it because she didn't have much intuitive feelings when she was lamenting Ying Zheng's magic, but now it's different. She has really experienced something that can be called magical.

"Ling'er has been walking along the way, thanks to you, Miss Lin." Ying Zheng stopped Lin Yueru and said.

"Young Master Zhao has also saved me. I will help Ling'er to help you. This is also a matter of duty." Lin Yueru said with a little discomfort.

When the pain in the chest slowly disappears as the wound heals, it is gradually replaced by another feeling.

"Can Sister Lin's injury be healed?" Zhao Ling'er also approached at this time, and her eyes fell on the position covered by Ying Zheng's palm.

"Don't worry, you will definitely recover as well as before." Ying Zheng said to Zhao Ling'er. Of course, this was also what Lin Yueru said.

"There is not even a scar." Ying Zheng continued.

"Can we not talk about this?" Lin Yue became even more uncomfortable at this time.

"Sister Lin, I forgot." Zhao Ling'er seemed to realize that Lin Yueru's wound was a little special, but was it an over-comment?

Of course, maybe she had already realized this, and it seemed like she was just an unintentional statement, but maybe it had another purpose. For example, telling Ying Zheng that since you have made a point of being too particular, isn’t what you are doing now even more excessive?

But can Ying Zheng understand what Zhao Linger wants to express?

"I feel that the wound should heal." Before Ying Zheng could speak, Lin Yueru could no longer bear it. Under Zhao Ling'er's gaze, the feeling of her recovery from the wound was already a little unbearable. This feeling of upset was infinitely magnified in Zhao Ling'er's sight.

There are some things she can choose to deceive herself, but she can't do it in the eyes of others.

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"Have you made a decision?" The Sword Saint looked at the situation in the Demon Locking Tower through a basin of clear water in front of him, and said helplessly.

From the moment he entered the game, his spiritual knowledge was already blinded unconsciously. If it weren't for this, this wouldn't have happened at this moment.

"Senior brother, what are you talking about?" asked the Jiu Jianxian.

The Sword Saint ignored the Jiu Jianxian. At this time, he just wanted to see what choice Ying Zheng would make.

"May they safely walk out of the Demon Locking Tower?" Jiu Jianxian asked again.

"Yes, since he has made a choice, then the Demon Locking Tower cannot trap him. It's just that the current crisis has been resolved. What about the future crisis? It will return to its original trajectory.

"Of course not." As the Sword Saint asked himself, a faint voice rang in the room.

Three vague phantoms appeared in the room. As the waves of fairy power condensed, the phantoms gradually changed from virtual to solid. Ying Zheng and the other two appeared in front of him and the sword saint in the shock of the Wine Sword Immortal.
Chapter completed!