Golden thread

The people beside the woman were shocked.

"Can you really save me?"

The woman looked at Chu Linguang seriously, her eyes full of expectation.

"certainly."

Chu Linguang nodded, as he inherited the "Shenlong Baodian", it is relatively simple to save the woman's life at the critical moment.

"Thank you, wait a minute, I will contact my family and ask them to come over immediately, no matter what conditions you want, I believe they can promise you."

The woman was very excited, and immediately took out her mobile phone, walked aside, and called her family.

Chu Linguang wanted to tell her that he didn't need any compensation, but the woman was so excited that she rushed to call her family and didn't pay attention to him for a while.

"You are so real, did you find out clearly before, Xiaoqing's family background?

I advise you to think carefully about whether there is really a way to cure Xiaoqing.

A good cure will ensure that your wishes will be fulfilled and you will enjoy all the glory and wealth.

If it can't be cured, hum, this matter is not that simple. "

The man put his hands on the table and warned to Chu Linguang.

Chu Linguang could see that the status of a woman is not ordinary, but if it is not ordinary, how can it be better than Ning Xuanyuan and better than Zhou Yubo?

"Hello, my parents said, they will try their best to come over in the shortest time.

At the same time tell me, let me settle you down first, I believe you will be able to see them soon. "

The woman smiled.

"Actually, you don't need to stir up people like this. Your question is very simple to me. After all, it's not an intractable disease for me."

Chu Linguang said seriously.

"This should let my parents know more. I believe they also want to see miracles happen."

Upon hearing the four words Jin Si Suo Ming, the woman's expression changed, and her heart became more certain, Chu Linguang was an expert.

And the woman persisted like this, for a while, Chu Linguang couldn't say anything.

Immediately, the woman booked a homestay for Chu Linguang.

Also in the later getting along, Chu Linguang learned that the woman was named Lan Qingying, born rich and respected, and was entwined with gold wire three years ago. Since then, every inch of gold wire grows, her spirit and body will increase by one. Layers of torture.

These years have been able to come through.

Mainly relying on the support of expensive drugs, but even so, whenever night comes, Lan Qingying still feels like a knife, and tries to commit suicide several times by taking poison.

This time.

The Boar King rushed out of the restricted area.

She told her family that she had never seen the wild boar king who could hurt the martial arts expert since she was a child, and in the only time she wanted to see what the wild boar king looked like.

The family immediately organized an adventure team for her, and invited mercenaries and martial arts experts to sit down, hoping to let Lan Qingying meet the wild boar king.

In fact, Lan Qingying wanted the wild boar king to give her a slap, and it would be best to slap her to death.

Let her save her life from the golden thread.

I never thought I met Chu Linguang in the small town of Liyang,

An old genius doctor who prepared drugs to relieve the growth of the golden thread and reduce her physical pain; the old genius doctor once said to her that no one in the world could save her unless the other party could see at a glance that she was killed by the golden thread. Carry on.

Otherwise, it will be difficult for a miracle to happen.

So when Chu Linguang just glanced at her, he could tell that she was killed soon, saying that she was killed by Jin Si, and Lan Qingying was sure that Chu Linguang could save her life.

Night comes.

Lan Qingying's adventure team all rest in the hotel to protect Lan Qingying's safety, but when the night arrives, the golden thread on Lan Qingying's wrist will break out.

At this time, Lan Qingying would feel that the golden thread followed her bloodline and stabbed her heart into pieces, wishing to twist her heart into pieces.

Every time, although there is drug control.

But as the gold wire gets longer and longer.

The medicine gradually lost its effect.

Once she had an attack, she would curl up on the bed, sweating profusely, biting on the pillow, and holding it back.

This kind of pain, every time she came, made her feel unhappy.

This night, Lan Qingying knew that she was afraid that she would be tortured to a nervous breakdown again, so she came to the door of Chu Linguang, knocked on the door and said, "Sir, can you help me?"

Chu Linguang had long expected that Lan Qingying would come to look for him. After all, Jin Si was dead, and when the night came, how could ordinary people bear the kind of pain.

He opened the door directly.

A drop of blood came out of the palm of his hand, and it was spotted on Lan Qingying's forehead.

At this time, Lan Qingying was sweaty, her face was pale, and her body was arched. The pain had already begun to occur. When it reached the peak, she could only curl up into a ball, making the sky fail and the earth should not respond.

But when Chu Linguang put his finger on her forehead, especially when Chu Linguang's blood fell on her forehead.

She just felt that she was chilly.

The pain of the wringing socket disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the golden thread on the wrist seemed to disappear for an inch inexplicably, as if it had been cut off.

This made her stunned on the spot and looked at Chu Linguang in disbelief.

"Go back to sleep! You can have a good night's sleep tonight."

Chu Linguang smiled and then closed the door to rest.

Lan Qingying's golden silk kills his life, in fact, the little devil took the house.

Every time the length of the gold wire increases by one point, it means that the little ghost **** more of Lan Qingying's soul. Once the soul is completely consumed, Lan Qingying will also take his life, and the little ghost will succeed in occupying Lan Qingying's body, which violates the law of heaven. Reincarnation, continue to live.

However, this kind of survival can only support the kid for three years at most.

After three years, the little devil had to change his body again.

And Chu Linguang inherited the identity of Yan Luo Guichai, is the nemesis of all demons and ghosts, and his blood can cut through all evil demons, and just a single drop can greatly damage the vitality of a successful little ghost.

The tortoise shrank, not daring to act rashly.

"Okay, thank you."

Lan Qingying nodded, and she also saw the blood stains on Chu Linguang's fingers. She seemed to understand that Chu Linguang's blood had a life-saving effect on her illness.

Chu Linguang was practicing in the middle of the night.

Lan Qingying's family also rushed to Liyang one after another.

They spent a lot of money and rushed over from thousands of miles away in the shortest time.

"Daughter, how are you?

Looking at your current complexion, it doesn't seem to be painful. "

Lan Qingying's mother hugged Lan Qingying tightly. The girl regarded this adventure as her last journey. As a mother, she didn't know.

"I didn't have a seizure tonight. Mr. used a drop of blood from his body to suppress my seizure."

Lan Qingying said.

"Can his blood save you?"

Lan Qingying's father, Rambo asked.

"Um!"

Lan Qingying nodded very surely.

"Could it be that the blood on his body is blood at noon, if it can be determined that it is blood at noon, as long as you make sure that in the future, the young lady can drink half a bowl of blood every day, and he can heal from a serious illness for a week."

The old genius doctor who developed the pain relief for Lan Qingying also rushed over. What he said made Lan Qingying and Lan Bo's father and daughter look startled.