Misidentifying his own father: the supernatural son, the spiritual doctor mother

Chapter 219 The killer boss soaked in the carrion grass [1]

"I didn't expect you to find this place." Yan was wet all over, with green water plants all over his body, and he looked indescribably terrifying.

"Is this the place where you practice?" Nangong Chenyan stopped Lin Xiaoling behind, looked at his appearance, then looked at the surrounding water tanks, and suddenly remembered Dugu Lan's words.

It is said that there are many water tanks in the place where Yan practices.

Then, this place is completely in line with the rumors he heard.

Yan's eyes swept towards Dugu Lan sharply, Dugu Lan couldn't help shrinking her neck, but then straightened up, and together with Nangong Chenyan, she protected Lin Xiaoling behind her.

"You soak yourself in formalin, you must be practicing some evil skills!" Lin Xiaoling narrowed his eyes, pulled Dugu Lan's hand to tell him not to be afraid, and then looked up at Yan.

Yan was stunned for a moment: "Formalin?"

"Don't you put formalin in these water tanks to prevent corpses from decomposing?" Lin Xiaoling looked at Yan Zimo and Nangong Chenyan. She knew that Dugu Lan might not dare to fight Yan, but it was not necessarily certain. He can't beat him, but the fear in his heart makes it difficult for him to have a chance of winning. It's better to rely on the others.

Xiao Xiaoling and her mother and son are connected with each other, so there is no need to wink.

"It's the carrion grass that prevents corpses from decomposing, you majestic spiritual doctor, don't you know it?" Yan snorted.

Uh……

She was actually despised.

She was fixed by the thinking from the 21st century, yes, she read in a medical book that there is a kind of carrion grass in this world, which is specially laid under the corpse when it is buried, and it can keep the corpse alive for a long time , I didn't expect that this kind of grass could actually emit the smell of formalin.

She was also curious about why there were so many water plants in those water tanks, it turned out to be carrion plants.

But even if it is carrion grass, it would be strange for a large living person to soak in it.

"Carrion grass is just another name for formalin!" Lin Xiaoling argued deliberately, "I'm a doctor, do I know or do you know?"

"You..." As soon as Yan said the word "you", Nangong Chenyan and Xiao Xiaoling had already rushed up, Yan Zimo and Dugu Lan pulled Lin Xiaoling back to a safe place to prevent being hurt by fighting qi.

Yan's kung fu is obviously much weaker than that in water, but it is still much better than when Fei Yan Palace was injured by Xiao Xiaoling that day.

Nangong Chenyan was a level [-] fighting spirit fighter, and Xiao Xiaoling's skill was about the same as that of level [-]. The two teamed up to block the smoke. Although it seemed a little difficult, it didn't seem flustered.

He didn't even seem to have any intention of running away, even when he was clearly at a disadvantage, he still fought firmly.

"Is he planning to seek death?" Lin Xiaoling's eyes were quick, and he had clearly seen that Yan was at a disadvantage. Usually people would try to escape at this time, but he still seemed to accept the move with peace of mind.

Finally, with Nangong Chenyan's grudge, Xiaoxiaoling's attack arrived at the same time, Yan received one move but was unable to catch the second one, and unexpectedly had an arm cut off abruptly.

"Great, catch the living." Yan Zimo cried from the side.

Lin Xiaoling frowned: "Why is there no blood on his severed arm?"

As soon as the words fell, Yan quickly backed up to a water tank, fished it out, took out an arm, pressed directly on his shoulder, and pressed it.

(End of this chapter)