The City's Invincible Soldier King

Liu Wufeng's neck and wrist had also completely recovered.

Long Lin cut open his palm with his sharp blade and dyed the wound on Liu Wufeng's broken wrist and his palm that had already turned pale red with blood. Then, he perfectly merged the broken palm and wrist together.

Long Lin had already verified this point long ago.

Ever since he became a Nascent Dragon level martial artist, his blood was already comparable to immortal pills in terms of healing his wounds.

As long as the head was not shattered or the heart was pierced, the other injuries could be easily healed. As long as the limb was not dead, it would be perfectly healed.

Unless the temperature was particularly high, it would last for at least six hours after the limb left the body. Under normal circumstances, only those that had lasted more than twelve hours were not recommended to be replanted.

Long Lin steadily held onto Liu Wufeng's severed arm, and said solemnly, "Hurry and dig out his severed arm."

"Eighth brother's broken arm can be replanted back?" A man asked in disbelief.

"Nonsense, do you want his arm to be boiled?"

The seven people were overjoyed. They immediately rushed over and madly dug the deep pits that had been filled up.

Under the effect of Long Lin's fresh blood, Liu Wufeng's severed palm quickly recovered back to normal, and slowly became the color of blood.

Not long after, Long Lin released his hand, allowing Liu Wufeng to recover on his own. Very quickly, the seven of them dug out Ol 'Eight's severed arm.

"Wash the mud clean with clean water." Long Lin looked at his severed arm and said solemnly.

"Yes."

After a while, the man came in with Ol 'Eight's severed arm and respectfully handed it to Long Lin.

After waiting until Old Eight's arms matched up, Long Lin walked over in large strides, squatted beside Liu Wufeng and quickly massaged his acupuncture points.

Not long after, Liu Wufeng slowly opened his eyes.

What entered his eyes was Long Lin's emotionless face.

"What's going on?"

"I'll give you half an hour." Long Lin stood up and walked towards the exit of the large shed in large strides, "In half an hour, tell me about your decision."

"Boss."

The seven people crowded over and cried out in joy and tears.

"Second brother, what's going on?" Liu Wufeng sat up, and asked with a face full of suspicion.

"Boss, it's amazing, really amazing …"

"What is going on?" Liu Wufeng raised his right hand, interrupting the man and spoke sternly, "Talk slowly."

The second brother recounted everything that he had seen after calming himself down, causing Liu Wufeng to be dumbstruck.

Outside the large tent, the crescent moon was like a hook, shining brilliantly.

Just as Long Lin was about to leave the shed, a figure suddenly pounced over.

When a beauty entered his arms, he would feel a gentle fragrance and a soft jade-like warmth.

Without waiting for Long Lin to react, the mince suddenly covered Long Lin's lips … …