The Abandoned Husband's Counterattack

Shen Jing restrained his urge to take his hands away, he had to close his eyes, and tried to pull the octopus monster's tentacles, but the tentacles didn't move at all.

Shen Jing gritted his teeth. He didn't believe that Yan Yu wouldn't be trapped here. When they came out of the holy hall, they even walked through the space gap. What kind of thing is such an octopus monster?

He will definitely rescue Yan Yu, Yan Yu is in a coma now, and Shen Jing knows that if nothing really happened, Yan Yu would not have passed out.

And just now the octopus monster didn't ask what Yan Yu was doing at all, but Shen Jing could see very clearly that since Yan Yu was in a coma now, something very serious happened.

Shen Jing struggled to pull the tentacles of the octopus monster. Naiyuan and Luyuan wanted to come over to help, but they were entangled in vines and couldn't get away. As long as they wanted to come over, those disgusting vines would immediately entangle them. Really It is very disgusting.

Shen Jing tried many times, scales suddenly appeared on the tentacles of the octopus monster, and the touch was very unpleasant. Under such circumstances, Shen Jing's hand was cut open - blood flowed out immediately.

The whole space immediately spread a strong fragrance, and Shen Jing also found that the scales of the tentacles of those octopus monsters grew faster, almost covering the entire tentacles.

Shen Jing was stunned for a moment—he remembered that just now, his own blood fell on the tentacles, and the tentacles were directly corroded by the blood. Why is the situation now completely different from just now...

Thinking of this, Shen Jing tried to drip her own blood on the tentacles again.

The scales melted a little, and the tentacles were corroded.

Seeing this scene, Shen Jing suddenly felt that the whole world was brighter. It seemed that his blood was really useful. As long as he used his own blood to corrode the tentacles that trapped Yan Yu, Yan Yu could be saved.

Shen Jing took a deep breath. It must be said that he was still a little nervous to do bloodletting like this.

Shen Jing made his wound a little bigger, so that blood gushed out directly, and he pointed the wound directly at the tentacles, and the blood dripped on the tentacles like this.

The tentacles were slowly corroded, and it didn't take long for Shen Jing to realize that this was impossible, the blood consumption was too great, and he would let out all his own blood.

but……

Shen Jing gritted her teeth, and began to plan how to corrode the tentacles binding Yan Yu as quickly as possible. He had to find the fastest passage, so as to ensure that Yan Yu could be rescued before his own blood flowed clean.

After Bai Tuanzi smelled Shen Jing's blood, he jumped out again, wanted to drink Shen Jing's blood, but was stuffed back by Shen Jing, his blood is very precious right now, he wanted to save Yan Yu!

Not a single drop of blood is wasted.

Shen Jing observed carefully, and finally decided on a route.

Now the tentacles of the octopus monster completely wrapped Yan Yu inside, and he couldn't move at all.

Shen Jing must corrode the entire circle so that Yan Yu can be rescued.

his blood...

Shen Jing took a deep breath, went to the space and brought out some spiritual spring water, and if it really didn't work out, he could drink some spiritual spring water to replenish his spiritual power.

Before everything started, Shen Jing wanted to drink some spiritual spring water, but the spiritual power in his body still had not recovered, but he felt that his body was not as erratic as before.

This time he had to quickly get rid of those disgusting tentacles. They had stiff scales, and they no longer looked like octopus tentacles at all, but more like a monster.

Shen Jing felt that blood was continuously flowing out of her wound. To be honest, this feeling was very bad. Shen Jing had a feeling that her own life was also dying along with it.

But looking at the octopus tentacles—a quarter of which had been corroded, he felt that it was worth it.

There is no technical content in this job, it is to let one's own blood flow out according to a certain trajectory, what Shen Jing does is very simple and casual.

Not long after, more than half of the tentacles had been corroded, and Shen Jing began to feel cold and shivering all over his body, and that uncomfortable feeling came from all directions, as if it was going to crush him.

Shen Jing took a deep breath, he felt that he was about to lose his balance, this feeling was so uncomfortable, he even wanted to fall directly - glanced at Yan Yu who was still in a coma, Shen Jing gritted his teeth, Choose to keep going.

Naiyuan and Luyuan over there also found that Shen Jing's face was very ugly, of course Shen Jing didn't know it, he just felt that he was very cold, and then he was sweating all over his body, he felt like he fell into the water The same, dripping wet.

In addition, he felt very tired, and really wanted to just fall asleep like this—"What's the matter with you? Wake up, you can't close your eyes, what's wrong with your hands?" Seeing that the situation was critical, the milk source passed below the ground The protection of the vines came to Shen Jing's side and roared a few times.

Shen Jing reluctantly opened his eyes, because he felt that Nai Yuan wanted to move his hand.

This won't work, there is only one third of the tentacles left to be corroded, and he can't choose to give up at this time.

Shen Jing insisted and said, "Don't worry about me now, I know what I'm doing, help me get the water from the spring and feed it to me."

Nai Yuan paused, and just about to say something, she was scolded by Shen Jing, "Give it to me!"

The vines behind him were coming again, so Nai Yuan had to feed Shen Jing some spiritual spring water, and then threw himself into the battle with the vines again.

Shen Jing drank some spiritual spring water, felt a little more comfortable in his body, and started the next thing.

He felt that it was a very slow process for his blood to flow out, but he didn't know that this was a very fast thing in the eyes of others.

Shen Jing looked at the tentacles that were about to be corroded and smiled, gritted her teeth and persisted.

He bit his lip hard, unexpectedly he didn't taste the blood?

Don't you have no blood?

isn't it...

Just imagining it made Shen Jing feel a little horrified. If he lost his blood, wouldn't he be a mummy now?

He rescued Yan Yu, and then Yan Yu found the mummy lying beside him, so Yan Yu couldn't recognize him at all, would he just walk away like this...

Shen Jing felt that he was very bad, he wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't, he felt that his whole body was hurting now, it was very uncomfortable, he wanted to cry out.

He opened his mouth, but felt that it was useless, he couldn't make any sound.

The blood must have been really drained, so Shen Jing felt that every inch of his skin was in pain, as if every cell was being squeezed, this kind of pain was something he had never tried before.

Since he traveled here, his body has changed, and his tolerance to pain is much stronger than before.Shen Jing is a man, he used to not yell at small pains, but now such pain...

He didn't know what this was, what this kind of pain was, it was simply Ling Chi, every inch of his skin couldn't escape that kind of pain.

Shen Jing tossed and turned, trying to relieve the pain, but no matter how hard he struggled, the pain was still clearly reflected in his mind, leaving him nowhere to escape.

His pain-sensing nerves seemed to be twisted by something.

Shen Jing felt that his whole body was dripping wet, and he remembered the time when he saved Yan Yu...

Is he dead? Why does he feel such pain, as if he is about to step into hell? Is this kind of pain really unbearable?

Just when he was wondering, just when he wanted to die like this, he felt some cool liquid entered his mouth, it was very comfortable, and the pain was reduced a lot all of a sudden.

but……

It didn't take long before the pain disappeared, and it was even more unacceptable than before. This time, Shen Jing struggled and shouted completely regardless of his image. He wanted to leave. He didn't like this kind of pain, but he felt that his body was being squeezed. Something was binding him, and he couldn't struggle.

Unable to divert my attention.

He was in pain—really in pain—Yan Yu looked at the frowning man in front of him, for the first time there was a tense and painful expression on his face, if Shen Jing saw it, he probably couldn't help but praise him.

After working so hard for so long, this man finally knows how nervous he is, and finally has a little emotion. This is simply the greatest progress in the history of facial paralysis. It can be called a milestone progress. Shen Jing is not here now.

If he knew, he would regret it to death.

Why can't he see when Yan Yu has an expression?

This is simply too unfair!