The most extreme effect? what is that? Even if Mr. Huang couldn't understand it, he couldn't understand what the copper-faced geek wanted to do?

All he knew was that there was a subtle connection between the babies and Tang Ling

He even knew that after the copper-faced weird pulled out the seeds from Tang Ling's heart, he went to the ironsmith room, leaving Tang Ling with his wound open and his heart exposed, saying, "Take care of me, deal with ', And left.

Take care of? How to take care of and deal with? !! Boss Huang wanted to cry without tears, and had to bear the feeling of toothache. He took a good hemostatic medicine from his room to stop the bleeding of Tang Ling's wound, and then covered it with a cloth.

Anyway, Tang Ling's heart wasn't hurt, it looked terrible.

The biggest wound is nothing more than that mouth. After the hemostasis is over, do you have to sew it? Unless he waits until he puts the seeds back

Therefore, only a piece of cloth can be covered.

"Good deal?" The copper-faced weird didn't look back. At this moment, there was a transparent container in front of him. What should Mr. Huang use to hold it? But the contents had been poured out by him, and some light green liquid had been put in.

The crystallized magic baby is immersed in the liquid at this time. The copper-faced monster holds a delicate knife in his hand, and it looks like it is also Huang's collection.

Looking at all this, and then looking at his own collection room that was open, Boss Huang's heart was already gushing with blood, but he could not vent it, but only gritted his teeth and asked, "I use such a poor family thing as you can Are you satisfied? "

"Reluctantly, I can only prepare such a little raw liquid." The copper-faced monster did not lift his head, and the small knife in his hand easily cut through the crystal baby's forehead, exposing a jelly-like red thing under his forehead. Then carefully put the seed into it.

Health fluid! Huang Lao's face suddenly changed, rushing into his collection room like a whirlwind, which is the mysterious warehouse in Tang Ling's eyes.

Only two minutes later, the voice of Boss Huang crying in the warehouse came: "It's over, I'm over, I'm going to die! I'm dead!"

The copper-faced weird's head was slightly tilted. If there is no mask, he can imagine that his expression at this moment should be a bit frowned.

"My top ten energy stones are gone, ah, ah, my seventh-level beast blood is gone, ah, I can't live anymore." Boss Huang's wailing voice continued.

The copper-faced freak finally couldn't help it, and yelled, "Shut up."

Boss Huang has no voice. After half a minute, he walked out of the warehouse in sorrow. The whole man was shrouded in decadence. Even the pajamas covered with Monty's head looked so desolate.

"I don't care, you have to explain to me. You don't know how I worked so hard and how hard I worked hard to accumulate these net worth, can it be spent at will?" Huang boss did not know from Where did he pull out a handkerchief with Monty's head on it, and bit it in his mouth.

"So disgusting." The copper-faced weird saw the boss Boss like this and said the truth heartily.

But the next moment, waiting for what boss Huang said, the copper-faced geek added: "You're so savvy and accumulated these net worths, you want to make up for it, and recover"

"How can I have these, I just want to live a rich life." Boss Huang's look changed suddenly, he interrupted the copper-faced weird and resolutely denied the copper-faced weirdness.

The copper-faced weirdo didn't argue, but just said lightly: "Everything will be restored, you can rest assured."

"I don't care." Boss Huang turned his head away.

"This corpse of the babies is very valuable, but I only need the active substance in it, which can make up for some of the lost vitality of the war. The rest are yours." The copper-faced weird did not continue the topic just now Yes, but changed a topic and said something else.

"What's the remaining value?" Boss Huang looked unhappy and lost, but judging by his eyes, he still cared.

"Level 3 superalloy, the attribute is 'dark', although it may be less than three or two after refining." The copper-faced weirdo seems to know something more than Huang's boss.

"Oh?" Boss Huang's uncontrollable smile on his face said, "I lose, I lose blood."

Of course, it is only he who knows whether to lose or not.

"Pop" a bag was thrown at the foot of Boss Huang. Boss Huang picked it up, opened it, and his eyes were immediately cleared, because there were a full 200 Zhengjing coins in the bag.

"Is it enough? If it is not enough, give me the Zhengjing coins, I owe you first." The copper-faced weird voice was very calm, it seemed that it was a very common thing to give two hundred Zhengjing coins. .

"Reluctantly enough, the money given can't be recovered." Boss Huang smiled and took these Zhengjing coins into his arms.

The copper-faced weirdo didn't look at him, but instead looked at the descent immersed in the red substance, and carefully observed that those red substances had faded away.

Port of Darkness at six in the morning.

Because it is winter, the sky is not yet lit, but the slightly cool, peculiar air that belongs to the morning in the seaside has permeated the entire dark port.

Tang Ling's biological clock was on time, and he woke up ten minutes ago.

Then he looked at him in a good mood, smiling, tender, and holding a bowl of porridge without knowing what it was, and had to feed him, Tang Ling's heart was full of suspicion!

"Come on, I personally cook, it ’s a lot better for healing the wounds." Boss Huang was very persistent. He had to put a spoon filled with porridge into Tang Ling's mouth, and it looked like a jam.

But Tang Ling kept her mouth shut, she just didn't eat!

How can he eat happily? How can we not be suspicious? As soon as I woke up, my chest was very painful, there was blood on my shirt, and a blood-stained cloth was thrown beside it. Then I opened my clothes and saw that there was an inexhaustible scar on my chest. What happened last night? Tang Ling was a little creepy.

In addition, Mr. Huang himself cooked the porridge? This rice grain looks like a piece, and the water is clear water. Can you drink it?

"Don't you drink?" Boss Huang is about to lose his patience. If it was not because of the rich harvest yesterday, he would not be so attentive because of this boy.

"If you don't make it clear, I will not drink it." Tang Ling pointed at his scar.

"Drink or not." Boss Huang is proud.

"I'm not hitting the iron."

"Do not fight."

"After the Hell Cliff challenge, I'm going to fight."

"Love" Boss Huang's arrogance did not last for three seconds, he immediately changed his face and put on a gentle smile: "Can't I say that?"

"What the **** is going on? I'm open-mouthed, this is it!" Tang Ling felt very wronged.

"Actually, in your eyes, what do you think of me as a zodiac, Boss Huang?" Boss Huang's expression became deepened.

Tang Ling was very speechless: "Speak the point!"

"Well, the point is that I'm a low-key man who doesn't love greed and boast. I suddenly discovered the usefulness of the magic baby yesterday, which is very good for your kind of battle, so I did it immediately."

"I was exhausted all night before I finished everything. I was too late to care about my body, thinking that when I was fighting, I would inevitably be injured. Out of my love for you, I endured fatigue and made you porridge . Why did you do this to me? You threatened Laozi? "Boss Huang said in a breath.

This lie was half-truth, and of course he didn't do it, but according to the request of the copper-faced weird, he had to take all these things on his own body, otherwise he couldn't justify it.

In fact, with the cell recovery agent, the injury energy can be recovered very quickly, if not completely, it is not so obvious.

However, under normal circumstances, people who practice are unwilling to use excessive cell recovery agents, but are willing to recover naturally under the condition of supplementary nutrition.

After all, although the cell recovery agent has an adverse effect, it has also invested in the potential of the cell to some extent.

Tang Ling was often injured, but the number of times he used cell recovery agents was very few, basically relying on a large amount of food and his ability to recover from metamorphosis.

Therefore, this kind of injury, whether it is a copper-faced weirdo or boss Huang, is not willing to give Tang Ling a cell recovery agent, then of course we have to face the problem explained to Tang Ling.

really? Tang Ling looked up and down with skeptical eyes about what Huang said just now. He didn't believe a word.

But the baby's body was indeed gone. Tang Ling tried to call the race. The first race did not give Tang Ling any response.

Tang Ling could only feel that Xiaozhong was still in his heart, but he fell into a coma-like deep sleep.

This situation is the first time since the race has become conscious!

At this moment, Tang Ling can feel that there is a subtle difference in the state of the race. How is it different? It's hard to describe it as if the young race used to be a baby, always sleeping, and feels that the vitality is not strong enough, but now the young race's vitality feels agglomerated, and it will not easily dissipate.

Tang Ling doesn't know if he feels right ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ what will happen to Xiaozhong when he wakes up? But it also proves that boss Huang should not lie about the race.

"I didn't lie to you." Boss Huang was not guilty at all.

Tang Ling frowned and carefully recalled that he seemed to see the copper-faced weird who had severely wounded him in his dream last night?

But soon, Tang Ling rejected this idea. How could a copper-faced monster appear here? What reason does he have to help himself? Besides, can dreaming be taken seriously?

Even though his heart was still full of doubts, Tang Ling didn't ask too much. Boss Huang, if he didn't want to say, he wouldn't confide in a word.

"I don't drink porridge, I want to eat the food made by Ding Ling." Tang Ling no longer asked, but he absolutely refused to boss Huang's wrinkles.

Boss Huang just wanted to say something, and the street downstairs suddenly became lively.

Now, isn't it more than six in the morning?