After ten years of protecting the country, a beautiful CEO came to break off the engagement

In other words, Tsushima Division [-] moved.

Although it has only moved two or three meters compared to its previous position!

Lin Bufan came to Master Tsushima Eleven, leaned down, and felt his breath, then grabbed his wrist and touched his pulse gate.

"Is he still alive?" Huang Tingyi asked.

Lin Bufan paused for a moment before nodding: "He's still alive, but he's also dying."

With that said, Lin Bufan untied Tsushima Shiyi's shirt and used the Thirteenth Needle of the King of Hell on his body.

Huang Ting recalled that Lin Bufan was actually saving him, and asked with some confusion: "Why are you still helping him with treatment?"

Lin Bufan said: "He is an important figure in the Tsushima family. As long as he is alive, the Tsushima family cannot abandon him. We can exchange him for Huosangwan."

Tsushima Master Eleven, a master ranked No. 15 on the martial arts master list.

In the Tsushima family, their strength is second only to Tsushima Shijiu.

Such a person is tantamount to the future reliance of a family.

Lin Bufan believed that the Tsushima family would consider trading his life for Huosang Pills.

Right now, Tsushima Division [-] was seriously injured.

The samurai sword penetrated directly into his heart. He did not die on the spot, completely relying on his cultivation in the late sixth realm of martial arts master.

And without any treatment, it can only be said to be a miracle that he is still breathing a sigh of relief until now.

Lin Bufan just used the thirteen needles of the King of Hell to stabilize the breath of Master Tsushima Eleven, and lifted him up with a hanging breath.

However, the biggest problem in really reviving Tsushima Master Eleven is the katana stuck in his body.

If the knife remains inserted like this, there will be no way to heal and repair the heart.

But if it is pulled out hastily, it is very likely that he will bleed instantly and directly kill Tsushima Shiyi.

Lin Bufan thought about it and realized that there was nothing he could do.

As long as Tsushima Shiichi's meridians are sealed and heart repair surgery is performed immediately while the knife is being drawn out, Tsushima Shiichi can still be saved.

However, Lin Bufan had no intention of doing so.

His purpose was to exchange Tsushima Division Eleven for Huosangwan, as long as Tsushima Division Eleven was alive.

It didn't matter to Lin Bufan whether he was breathing a sigh of relief or alive and well.

So, why did he want to completely treat Tsushima Division Eleven? !

Besides, if this guy really wakes up, he will definitely not stay there quietly. Lin Bufan doesn't want to cause trouble for himself.

"Okay, let him hang out here." Lin Bufan stabilized Tsushima Shiyi's breath and stopped caring about him, and then came to Wu Tong's side.

In four days, Wu Tong's severed head already started to stink.

"Is he dead?" Huang Tingyi asked, covering her mouth.

"He is a dead person himself, and his energy is maintained by the puppet sea. If his head is cut off, it will naturally rot." Lin Bufan said, kicking Wu Tong's head.

Wu Tong's head rolled twice, throwing out some viscous liquid that he didn't know what it was.

Lin Bufan took a look and said, "Fortunately, the damage is not that complete."

"I'll carry him to the yard later. You can help me find some needles and threads. I'll sew his head on and Puppet Sea will repair it on its own."

Huang Tingyi followed Lin Bufan's instructions and went back to the house to find a lot of needlework.

Lin Bufan used the garden watering hose to rinse Wu Tong's head.

At first, the water flowed so much that Wu Tong's eyes were washed away. Lin Bufan picked it up again and pressed it back.

After cleaning his head, Lin Bufan used needle and thread to sew the head back on Wu Tong's neck.

I have to say that Lin Bufan's needlework...is really not that good.

Huang Tingyi looked at it and couldn't help but want to take over several times, but in the end she didn't dare.

In addition to being a little scared, Huang Tingyi was also worried that she would not be able to sew well.

After all, although she knew some needlework, she had never sewn a human head.

In short, Lin Bufan sewed for a long time, and finally managed to sew Wu Tong's head.

"This guy has a really tough head!"

Lin Bufan squatted on the ground and wiped his sweat.

In fact, Lin Bufan's suturing skills are quite first-rate. The reason why the suturing looks like it has been gnawed by a dog is entirely because of Wu Tong's golden bell.

Although Wu Tong's head was chopped off, the Puppet Sea in his body was still there. As long as the Puppet Sea was not destroyed, the golden bell of his body would not be broken.

It can be said that Lin Bufan had to use all his efforts to sew Wu Tong's head!

As Wu Tong's head was sutured, he suddenly stood up.

His head made a creaking sound, and his eyeballs were darting around in his sockets.

When Huang Tingyi saw this, she hid behind Lin Bufan in fear.

click, click...

The sound of cracking bones came from Wu Tong's head, and the rotten head quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wu Tong's head seemed to be wrapped in a series of knitted threads. Within a moment, his head was repaired as before. Even the threads that Lin Bufan had sewn on his neck were absorbed, leaving no trace. Less than.

"This, isn't this amazing?!"

Huang Ting looked at this scene and marveled.

"It would be nice if he could be stronger." Lin Bufan looked at Wu Tong, who had fully recovered.

If Wu Tong could reach the sixth level of cultivation, Tsushima Shiyi would not even be able to break through his golden bell, let alone cutting off his head.

"Can't he improve his cultivation?" Huang Tingyi asked after hearing this.

Lin Bufan shook his head. The puppet slave had no way to practice, and it was almost impossible to improve his cultivation.

"By the way, where did the Tsushima Kaitao go?" Lin Bufan suddenly remembered that in addition to Tsushima Master Eleven, there was also a Tsushima Kaitao.

"She... was buried by me..." Huang Tingyi really didn't know how to deal with Tsushima's body. She couldn't keep her in the bedroom, so she and Hua Hanrui found a hidden location in the manor. , dug a hole and buried the Tsushima peach.

"You are so messy, can your body handle it?!" Lin Bufan put his hand on Huang Tingyi's wrist and took a pulse for her.

After a moment, Lin Bufan frowned slightly.

He found that the Qi and pulse circulation at Huang Tingyi's three acupoints - Zhiyang, Dushu, and Xixi - was very poor.

"Let me look at your back." Lin Bufan said.

When Huang Tingyi heard this, she immediately knew that Lin Bufan had diagnosed the stab wound on her back. She immediately took two steps back and said, "It's so ugly that I won't show it to you."

However, to avoid worrying Lin Bufan, she added: "It's just a skin injury. Sister Xiaorui has already given me medicine, so it's okay."

"Poor Qi pulse means that the muscles and bones have been injured. How could it be a skin injury? Come into the room with me." Lin Bufan pulled Huang Tingyi into the room without any explanation.