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- Fortunately, in this valley of the wild star, he is, and so is he.
The ninth sharp thorn is in Qingshui's back spine, running through his entire spine. There is not even an inch of it coming out, and it is all deep inside. Even the wound cannot be seen, as if it grew inside out of thin air.
The face of the unconscious Qing Shui was still twisted with pain, but at the same time, there was also a trace of relief and happiness. This relief was because of Wang Lin, and this happiness was also because of Wang Lin.
After a brief breath, Wang Lin's tired look dissipated slightly. He took a deep breath, lifted the unconscious Qing Shui up, and fixed his back to him. His eyes were like lightning, staring at his thin back.
The spines on its back are all bulging, which looks shocking.
After a long time, Wang Lin looked solemn, slowly raised his right hand, and slowly pressed his index finger on the spine of Qing Shui's back, as if he was looking for something, his brows were furrowed tightly, as if he was thinking.
"Fortunately, it has not been completely fused with its spine. If it takes some time, once it is completely fused, then this thorn will never be removed What it seals is not only the physical body, but also the soul of Senior Brother Qingshui. Even if it is It would be the same if he had another physical body" Wang Lin's index finger suddenly moved while he was deep in thought, and it pierced directly into the first vertebra of Qing Shui's back.
Qing Shui's body was shaken, and he opened his eyes, gritting his teeth to prevent the pain from spreading.
"Brother, the pain of this ninth thorn will be more severe than the previous eight" Wang Lin spoke softly.
"I have endured pain all my life and am used to it." Qing Shui's voice was hoarse, but it was calm and without any fluctuation.
There was sadness in Wang Lin's eyes. After sighing, he no longer hesitated and whispered: "Hold it."
As he spoke, he thrust his right hand inward, directly breaking the flesh and blood on Qingshui's back and piercing into his spine. His fingers were like electricity and he pinched inwards.
Immediately, a weak sharp thorn was pinched directly by Wang Lin's two fingers.
Qing Shui¡¯s face was pale and cold sweat broke out, but he gritted his teeth and turned the pain into a flame of hatred, burning in his eyes.
Wang Lin pinched the weak sharp thorn and slowly pulled it outward. This feeling was like extracting marrow. The pain was something few people could bear.
At this time, Zhang Si. Wang Lin's expression was extremely solemn, and he did not let his fingers tremble at all. He pinched the sharp thorn and slowly pulled it out. Every time he pulled out an inch, Qingshui would tremble and let out a muffled groan. His hands gripped the ground tightly, grabbing directly. Out of the pit.
Wang Lin couldn't see Qing Shui's expression, he spent all his energy on those two fingers. As he slowly pulled up, he always maintained a gentle speed. He did not dare to be too violent. The sharp thorns were soft. Although they were not completely fused with Qingshui's spine, most of them were fused. In this way, he had to Be more careful.
Time passed, and the ninth sharp thorn was very long. In half a stick of incense, Wang Lin pulled out most of it. There was sweat on his forehead, but he ignored it and kept looking at the sharp thorn.
The sharp thorn that was pulled out was completely black, and a large amount of black blood dripped on the ground, making a squeaking sound.
"Pull it out at once!" Qing Shui's calm voice seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth and reached Wang Lin's ears.
Wang Lin was silent. In an instant, he pulled out his right hand fiercely, and with a cry, he completely pulled out all the sharp thorns from Qingshui's spine. Black blood sprayed out, and Qingshui even spurted out a mouthful of blood. His back was high. The bulging spine slowly calmed down from the weird squirming.
The sound of violent breathing came from Qing Shui's mouth. His eyes were red. It took a long time to slowly subside. He made a fist with his hands and began to meditate and breathe out.
强牺 zhuiwen.org 读牺。 Wang Lin looked pale and closed his eyes after throwing away the sharp thorn. He meditated and pulled out the ninth thorn. He felt the same pain, as if his own bone marrow was pulled out again. Although the pain was not as strong as that of clear water, it was still very intense.
Half an hour later, Wang Lin opened his eyes.
"Senior brother, this is the last one" Wang Lin spoke softly.
Qing Shui exhaled slowly, turned around and faced Wang Lin, silently looking at the former junior brother in front of him, looking at his tired look, looking at the red dry blood all over his body, his eyes were soft.
"You have grown up" Qingshui smiled on his face. The junior brother in front of him is no longer the little monk who needed to stand in front of him to block the wind and rain, but has become a generation of strong men who can shake the stars.
Wang Lin looked at Qingshui and smiled. Although this smile was tired, it revealed his true happiness.
"Do you have any wine?" Qing Shui waved his hands, his body had been imprisoned.After taking a look, he threw away the snake-like twisted thorns in his hands, and turned his fingers into swords. An earth-shattering aura of murderous origin suddenly filled the air, and he pressed his fingers instantly on the blood vessels in his chest.
"Since you don't want to come out, then just die in my body!" The moment Qing Shui dropped his fingers, the black snow falling from the sky and the earth came quickly and went straight to his chest, and there was something that moved Wang Lin. The killing source followed Qing Shui's two fingers and rushed crazily into the blood vessels in his body. 强牺 wanbar.net 读牺
Banging sounds continued to come from Qingshui's body, and the wriggling veins on his body immediately sounded like screams. They soon calmed down, but the sharp thorns that looked like living creatures, in an instant, He was directly killed by Qing Shui's killing source inside his body.
Qingshui's body was shaken, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a large amount of black blood. His thin body expanded directly, slowly grew flesh and blood, and returned to its former appearance.
At this moment, the killing source in his body erupted directly into the sky. The world was instantly dark, and under the black snowflakes, an illusory door suddenly appeared at the end of the sky! Zhi Da Zhi Xiao
The gate to the sky!
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