The Abandoned Daughter of the Miraculous Doctor: Killing the Demon Emperor with a Kiss

But they were not as seriously injured as Lan Xusheng.

Because they encountered a martial saint's monster, and just this monster made them suffer.

Because the monsters in this battlefield of gods and demons naturally cannot be compared with the monsters outside. They have been absorbing demonic energy and death energy for years.

If Lan Xusheng hadn't used the family secret method at the last moment, they would have been wiped out and no one would have been able to leave here.

Lan Jing is no longer like before and has gradually stabilized.

People often say it is a last hurrah!

It is not an exaggeration to describe Lan Jing here. At this moment, Lan Jing is fine. His eyes are clear, as if he is not injured, just like a normal person.

Nothing happened, as if the previous tragedy had never happened.

Lan Jing lowered his eyes. He was clear about his own situation, but when he saw the children in front of him, he felt extremely complicated.

When his old injury relapsed, it was these children who saved him, and he was grateful.

But my heart is full of regrets, full of regrets.

He always feels that he has a lot of things to accomplish, a lot of things that need him to do, and a few very important people he has not found or met yet.

Deep down in my heart, I feel uneasy and very unwilling.

When Lou Taipeng and Duanmu Jing saw Lan Jing, whose whole body was filled with reluctance and sadness, they couldn't bear to look away. As grown men, they couldn't help but have tears in their eyes, and Lou Taipeng felt the most uncomfortable.

To be honest, before he met Lan Qingyu, he never felt that the loss of a life could be so sad.

He took a deep breath and half-knelt beside Lan Jing. This was the first time he saw Lan Jing sober. There were still many things he needed to say, especially about the matter of Lan Qingyu and his sister. He hoped that after knowing these things, Lan Jing would cheer up and not give up on himself.

Lou Taipeng pretended to be relaxed and said, "Uncle, my name is Lou Taipeng. You definitely don't recognize me now, but it doesn't matter. Uncle, just remember that I am your daughter Lan Qingyu's subordinate. Seeing your uncle like this, you must have forgotten your daughter."

Lan Jing looked at Lou Taipeng without blinking. He felt that what Lou Taipeng would say next must be what he had always wanted to know.

"Your daughter is Lan Qingyu, and she is already seventeen years old this year. By the way, your uncle also has a son named Lan Qingze, who is two years older than Lan Qingyu and is nineteen years old this year. Of course, I am also very familiar with Lan Qingze. We used to practice together, improve our strength together, and often spar with each other."

"Daughter and son~" Lan Jing said these four words in a hoarse voice.

Lou Taipeng nodded and continued, "Yes, uncle, you still have a wife, but your wife has been captured and her life or death is still unknown. Your wife's name is Leng Ruo Bing!"

puff!

"Ruobing~" Lan Jing suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Leng Ruobing, Leng Ruobing, such a familiar name. Who is Leng Ruobing? Who is Leng Ruobing?

Why can't I remember her? Why does my heart hurt so much when I hear this name?

After Lan Jing spat out a mouthful of black blood, he lay straight on the stone, his face full of struggle and pain.

Lou Taipeng continued to speak quickly: "Uncle, you must still have feelings for your wife Leng Ruobing, right? If so, please cheer up and stay alive. You must stay alive. And your daughter Lan Qingyu is in this battlefield of gods and demons. You will be able to meet her soon, so uncle, you must persevere."

Lan Jing's eyes moved rapidly. The names were all familiar, but he couldn't remember who they were.