Chapter 890 The Long-Awaited Meeting

Her movements were like those of a small animal. He Lingchuan raised his left hand and stroked her smooth face:

"How dare I drink?"

"Come in." She pushed the door open, "Let me take a look at the wound."

After entering the house, Sun Fuling took out two fluorescent spores and then took off He Lingchuan's coat.

The wound that Arlo had treated urgently a few hours ago was bleeding again.

There was such a big bloody hole, but Sun Fuling didn't change her expression when she saw it. She took scissors and carefully cut open the soft cloth, then fetched a basin of warm water, and while changing the dressing, she said, "Did you hurt your lungs?"

"No. I avoided it."

"But the Zhongfu point is rotten and the bones are broken." Sun Fuling frowned, "In the next few days, you will have difficulty in breathing, shortness of breath and frequent coughing."

After saying that, he coughed a few times.

Her illness is not cured either.

He Lingchuan pulled her into his arms, circled her waist and asked, "Have you taken any medicine?"

"I've eaten." Sun Fuling was very careful not to hit his injury, "Aluo is good at treating injuries, but not very good at treating diseases."

"A Luo is a military doctor. He has a specialty." He Lingchuan gently placed his chin on her shoulder and suddenly felt himself surrounded by the faint scent of wood. "Shall I ask his master to treat you?"

"Are you looking for Mr. Helian again?" Sun Fuling laughed, "He is too busy in Panlong City. My minor illness will be cured in a few days, so I don't need to bother him to come all the way."

She pressed He Lingchuan's other shoulder and reminded him: "Your injury is still bleeding!"

"Let me hug you." He relied on the fact that he was injured and stayed still. "Today there were swords and swords, and I almost couldn't come back to see you."

Sun Fuling finally relented and gently hugged his neck.

The two of them leaned against each other quietly, feeling happy that the years had passed.

It would be nice if the wound didn't hurt so much. He Lingchuan bared his teeth silently. The painkillers had worn off and the pain swept over him again.

"Does it hurt?" Sun Fuling seemed to be able to see it and asked in his ear.

"……pain."

"Then sit up straight." She pushed him upright and turned around to get the medicine. "Take the medicine early and go to bed early, and you will feel better tomorrow."

This is treating him like a child.

Her way of dealing with wounds was deft and skillful, not inferior to that of Arlo.

Just as He Lingchuan was about to speak, Sun Fuling threw a small pill into his mouth.

Gudu, he swallowed: "What is this?"

"It's a sleeping aid." She pointed to the couch, and he walked over obediently, "It's been a tiring day, it's time for you to sleep. Fushan Lie is really a very human being who can seriously injure you."

He Lingchuan chuckled: "I also lost one of his arms, and he was injured more seriously than me."

What's the comparison? "So who of you won?"

"We'll know in two days."

The medicine took effect very quickly. He Lingchuan grabbed her hand, and before he could say a few words to her, his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Before falling asleep, he heard her cough twice more.

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It was dark all around and there was some pain in my right shoulder. He Lingchuan touched it with his left hand and saw that there was still a splint hanging on his right chest——

It seems that he has not returned to reality yet.

What is this place?

There was a little green light not far away, flickering.

He raised his mental alertness and slowly approached it.

Ahead was a small pond, no more than two feet in diameter, with water as smooth and clear as a mirror.

The space outside the pool was shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to see even one's fingers.

He Lingchuan stood still on the shore of the lake, lowering his head to observe.

The depth of the water is unknown, but there is a blur of green light and shadow under the water, which is tied tightly with dark red silk threads, like a fish caught in a net.

The green light and shadow also discovered He Lingchuan and rushed towards him.

He Lingchuan remained motionless.

He guessed what it was. This is Dafang Hu's territory, it would be weird if the other party could touch a hair of his.

Sure enough, before the green light broke out of the water, the red net mercilessly stopped it in place.

The green light and shadow suddenly spoke:

"He Xiao!"

He Lingchuan sighed slightly.

This was a "fate" that he could not escape, but now, he could look down on it from a high position.

Strength and weakness are exchanged, and perspectives are swapped.

"Naruotian's clone is nothing more than that."

Only the winner is qualified to say this.

"Don't you call yourself the God of Destiny?" He Lingchuan ridiculed it, "Now, aren't you also bound and manipulated by 'fate'?"

He recognized the red thread binding Narutian's clone, which was very similar to the method Narotian used in the battle in the secret realm. Is the Dafang Pot using the other person's way to repay the other person's body?

However, after he finished the battle in the Panlong Secret Realm, he made a request to Dafanghu to confirm with his own eyes the fate of Naluotian's clone.

This request is very reasonable. He has worked hard and planned for so long, so he can't be in vain.

In the following three months, this wish was never realized, and he thought that Dafang Hu ignored him.

Now it seems that it has finally finished its work.

In the battle in the Panlong Secret Realm, Dafang Hu gained the most. Just digesting the Qiling Baogai and the God's clone was enough for it to be busy for a long time.

Nai Luotian's clone stopped struggling and quickly transformed into a human form.

The body shape, facial features, and the right hand hanging on the chest... are all exactly the same as He Lingchuan.

He Lingchuan looked at the clone of Narutian under the water. It was like his reflection in the water, but it was entangled in the net and could not move.

Oh, if he had failed to resist Naluotian's divine descending, he would probably be the one tied up and hanging upside down in the sea of ​​consciousness now, right?

Is this his original destiny script?

Dafanghu was quite humorous, and he and Narakutian's clone exchanged scripts and roles.

This reflection spoke, with a tone of resentment and confusion: "How did you steal the Qianling treasure cover from Xushan?"

After being arrested by Dafanghu, it figured out a lot of things, with both sudden enlightenment and disbelief.

This kid dared to let He Chunhua summon the God's clone in Panlong Secret Realm, because he was sure that Dafanghu would stop him.

There are so many people who have entered Panlong Desert, why did Dafanghu only help him?

Unless the two are deeply related, unless... he took back the lost lid for Dafanghu and made this artifact complete again.

Narakutian's clone certainly knew that Xushan was attacked not long ago, and also knew what treasures were lost in Zhaixing Tower.

Those who can be related to Dafanghu are probably the ones who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace!

From the result to the cause, it is not difficult for Narakutian's clone to string these clues together and find out the truth.

He Lingchuan stood with his hands behind his back: "Take advantage of the situation to make plans, just like this time to deal with you."

After the Xushan incident, this was the first time he publicly admitted it to outsiders.

But Narakutian's clone was still confused. There was one thing he couldn't figure out:

Why was it He Xiao?

Why was it He Xiao?

This boy was just a shell it had planned more than ten years ago. He grew up according to the dandy route set by He Chunhua. At best, he had some luck. How could he win the favor of Dafanghu and be qualified to do something that shook the two worlds?