No matter what language they were in, their shock could no longer be expressed.
A person whose meridians had shrunk, his Qi sea was destroyed, and one leg was crippled, unexpectedly recovered after a year.
And not only has it recovered, but even its cultivation has improved.
How on earth is this done
And who healed it? !
Shen Jinglin stepped on Zhao Chunming's chest fiercely with one leg, as if he wanted to step out his internal organs directly: "Zhao Chunming, an ungrateful, wolf-hearted beast like you is not worthy of living in this world at all."
"Did you forget that when you were injured in the jungle, who took care of you day and night? It was Fang Jingya!"
"Did you forget that you used to be around Jingya every day, trying to please her, and even swore to the sky that if you married her, you would treat her well!"
Fang Jingya had tears in her eyes, she stared blankly at Shen Jinglin who was like a god, tears could not help but slip down her eyes.
Zhao Chunming was trembling in pain, with tears running down his face, "Brother Jinglin, I was wrong, woo woo woo... please forgive me, please forgive me! I was deceived by lard... Please forgive me Live my life!"
At this moment, a group of people suddenly appeared from nowhere.
He jumped onto the ring with a bang.
All of these people held gleaming weapons in their hands.
The powerful coercion and murderous aura revealed by each person made the crowd below tremble with fear.
Shen Jinglin raised his head and looked at these people: "Who are you?"
"Hehe, we don't need Young Master Shen to care about who we are!"
The leader said with a sneer, "Please Young Master Shen come with us!"
As soon as Zhao Chunming saw those people, the begging expression on his face changed suddenly, and he twisted his face and shouted: "Shen Jinglin, my godfather's man is here, why don't you let me go... cough cough cough... even What about your recovery? Can one person deal with so many people?"
"Godfather?" Shen Jinglin frowned.
"Not bad... do you know who my godfather is?"
Zhao Chunming coughed several times because of the pain, but his face was full of crazy resentment, "My godfather is Deng Hongfeng, the great elder of the Xuanyi Pavilion, and the apprentice of the genius doctor Qian Qing..."
"You and your sister, you offended my godfather... cough cough cough... you are dead... ha... ha ha... ah!!"
Before he could finish laughing, he let out a short scream.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Chunming's face was seen bursting with blood.
In just an instant, his tongue was cut off, his ears were cut off, and his eyes became two bloody holes.
Even his hands were directly cut off, and the fingers were still shaking aside, revealing a lifeless color of blue and gray.
"Useless trash!"
The leader sneered, retracted his knife, and his voice was full of disdain, "If you can't handle even a small matter, what's the use of keeping you?"
Zhao Chunming originally thought that these people sent by Deng Hongfeng were to save him.
But he would never have imagined that the one who completely destroyed him in the end would be the subordinates of his godfather who tried everything he could to please.
From then on, he would live worse than a pig or a dog, but he couldn't die, he couldn't live.
This is retribution!
After everyone in the audience was shocked, no one would pay attention to him again.
All eyes were on Shen Jinglin.
"Master Shen, please!"
Shen Jinglin looked coldly at the crowd surrounding him.
Each of them has a cultivation level above the Xuan level.