Reborn Trainer

The cyan fire obsidian on Lang Xian's body echoed Jing Yun's fire obsidian, the light became stronger and stronger, and finally covered the candles on the table, and the light made the whole room brighter.

Long Ling frowned and stood in front of Jing Yun, also drew out his sword and looked at Lang Yuan.

The two were not at the same level regardless of their age or stature, but their aura was on par. They didn't speak, but pointed their swords at each other.

Jing Yun closed his eyes and put his hands on the table.His face was pale, and he only felt ringing in his ears. At first he thought he was angry, but the momentary hatred and urge to revenge made him dizzy, and white light appeared in front of his eyes, but when Long Ling entered the door He realized that something was wrong with him.

This unstoppable emotion kept pushing him, making the fire obsidian on his body brighter and brighter, and more and more animals gathered around him.

A few mice swarmed up the wooden table, Lang Yuan didn't even look at it, the sword light flashed off the heads of all the mice, and the blood spilled on the table, adding a sense of horror and gloom.

A cold light flashed in Long Ling's eyes, and he took a step forward, "Lang Yuan, what do you mean?"

"What does he mean?" Lang Yuan said blankly, "I don't want to say it a third time, let him stop."

Long Ling looked over his shoulder at Lang Xian who was also frowning, "What did you say?"

He didn't believe that Jing Yun would suddenly have murderous intent towards Lang Xian, it must be this person who angered him.

"..." Lang Xian didn't feel the slightest bit of tension at this critical moment of life and death. Hearing this, he just raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "If I tell you, I'm afraid you will draw your sword at me. trouble?"

Lang Yuan narrowed his eyes, "Lang Xian?"

"I've said it all." Lang Xian shrugged, "This little doll is very smart, even if I didn't say it, he would have made a good guess."

Lang Yuan's face darkened immediately, and he glanced at Jing Yun with a complicated expression.

An owl whizzed over, its sharp claws firmly grasped the window frame, and a pair of golden pupils widened, staring closely at the people in the room.

It made a low grunt from its throat, and other people in the yard had already surrounded it.

Both Yantian and Yanfeng drew their swords and stood at the door facing Langyuan.

"The patriarch of the wolf clan." Yan Tian said in a deep voice: "If you have something to talk about, why bother to use a knife?"

"I've said it from the beginning." Lang Yuan said word by word, "Tell him to stop."

Yan Yun frowned and looked at Jing Yun's face, and suddenly let out a cry, "Brother! Something is wrong, sir!"

Long Ling always turned his back to Jing Yun, and Jing Yun was blocked by Long Ling because of his short stature, blocking most of the light, and Lang Yuan and Lang Xian couldn't see his expression clearly.

At this time, Yan Yun, who was looking from the side, noticed something was wrong, and shouted, "Brother! Patriarch! Look at your lord!"

Long Ling turned his head abruptly, his scalp went numb.

I saw that Jing Yun's usually docile and cute little face was now pale, and what was even more frightening was that although his eyes were open, those eyes were lifeless and numb, and the whites of his eyes were getting redder and redder as if they were soaked in blood. In a moment, blood and tears will come out of the eyes.

The veins on both sides of his temples were bulging, and there were bloodshots clearly protruding from both cheeks and spreading all the way down to the neck.

He also clenched his hands tightly, blood vessels burst out on the back of his hands, and the exposed wrist was covered with dense bloodshot.

The whole person looks as if it is going to explode! !

"Yun'er!" Long Ling's mind went blank for a while, and even his heartbeat seemed to stop, so he threw the sword and went to pull Jing Yun.

But the man took a step straight back, and glanced at him with numb blood-red eyes, without any emotion in his eyes.

"Yuner?" Long Ling's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his voice tentatively, "Yuner?! Yuner?! Can you hear me?"

Jing Yun seemed to be unable to hear anything, and did not respond at all.The surrounding animals were still gathering, and the people outside shouted, "Patriarch! The roof is already full of birds and mice!"

And in the yard, on the treetops, snakes of different sizes and colors have long been hung.

A few dark green eyes flickered behind the bamboo shadow, and one person yelled loudly, and saw a few wolves covered in sand rushing towards the wooden house without even looking at the crowd.

Lang Yuan dodged to the door and kicked the door shut with a slam.

Yan Yun was sent flying outside, just in time to hit a wolf.The wolf that was hit rolled backwards with a howl, Yan Yun was so frightened that his legs became weak, "Brother! Help me!!"

Yan Tian was also very anxious, anyone who was suddenly surrounded by wolves would not be so relaxed.

On the other hand, Langyuan remained calm, raised his hand and took out a bamboo whistle from his cuff, and blew it.

The sound of the whistle seemed to interfere with the judgment of the wolves. They stopped and circled in the yard, as if they were about to leave, but they seemed to be summoned by something constantly, and they circled back again and again.

"It seems that the abilities of the priests of the Dragon Race are greater than we imagined." Lang Xian smiled wryly, "This is the real power of priests, no wonder the bishop wants it, even I envy it."

Long Ling immediately cast a warning glance.

Lang Xian smiled, "Now we are grasshoppers on a rope, if you can't wake him up, we will all be in trouble."

Long Ling frowned, then looked at Jing Yun, who had a numb expression, and clenched his fists, "What the hell is going on?!"

"I guess it's because he still can't control his abilities well." Lang Xian said, "After all, he's still young."

"If you can't control the ability, it will become like this?" Long Ling had a disbelieving expression on his face, "This is his ability, how can he hurt himself?"

At a speed visible to the naked eye, there are more and more bloodshots on Jing Yun's body, as if they will explode one by one in the next moment.

Jing Yun frowned slightly, although his face was still numb, as if he had fallen asleep with his eyes open, but he couldn't help but let out a painful groan.

Long Ling became even more irritable for a while, "You are also a priest! Don't you know how to calm him down!"

"I've never encountered such a situation!" Lang Xian shuddered after being yelled at by him, and yelled back, "You can try to knock him out!"

Long Ling clicked his tongue, stepped behind Jing Yun and raised his hand to knock on the back of Jing Yun's neck.

But before they touched it, a few mice flashed out from nowhere, and used the inertia of the impact to twist Long Ling's hand, and one of them bit Long Ling hard.

"Ah!" The inside of Long Ling's hand was bitten out of blood immediately.

Jing Yun turned back with a blank expression, and when he saw Long Ling's blood, he seemed to have a sudden reaction.The pupils shrank for a while, and the whole person shook.

"Yun'er?" Long Ling saw something was going on, and hurried forward a few steps, "Wake up! You will hurt yourself, and me, you will hurt me."

He raised his hand and shook it, blood slid down his arm, looking very hideous.

Jing Yun narrowed his eyes immediately, one of his feet was unstable and was about to fall backwards, Lang Yuan saw the timing and slashed down with a knife, Jing Yun passed out.

"You!!" Long Ling grabbed him, "Who told you to beat him!"

"Then you come?" Lang Yuan looked at his hand coldly.

Long Ling flicked one hand, and the sword light went straight towards Langyuan. Langyuan dodged sideways, raised his hand and raised his sword to block——

Dangdang twice, but another sword blocked the two's swords respectively.

Lang Xian put away his sword, his speed was so fast that Long Ling could hardly catch his sword's speed with naked eyes.Only then did he know that that person had preserved most of his strength when he fought against him that day.

This made Long Ling's heart ache again.

"Okay." Lang Xian said, "Let's take a look at him first."

Long Ling immediately carried him into the house, and called everyone for diagnosis and treatment.

He and the world couldn't see what happened inside, and when he saw Jing Yun's appearance, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"What... what's going on here?"

"If we knew, what else would we tell you to do!" Long Ling said violently, "Look quickly, is there anything wrong?!"

Concentrating on the pulse with the world, he opened his eyes after a while, rolled Jing Yun's eyes again, probed his forehead, moved his neck slightly, and looked behind the ears on both sides.

"How is it?" Seeing that He Shiren had not spoken, Long Ling was very anxious.

"The inner breath surged, almost going mad." He Shiren said: "All the blood vessels in the whole body are also flowing backwards."

"Reverse flow?!" Yan Yun said in shock, "That shouldn't be death..."

Yan Tian dragged him out before he finished speaking.

Long Ling also clenched his teeth, his complexion even paler than that of Jing Yun just now.

"What will he...?"

"Patriarch, listen to me." He waved his hand to the people, "If it is an ordinary person, he would die suddenly if his blood flow reversed, but Mr. Timo is fine. It's gotten better too."

Lang Xian asked, "So he just... looked like that?"

Blood vessels and bloodshot eyes were bursting all over his body, and his eyes were bloodshot, which looked really oozing.

"Yes." Nodding with everyone else, "No one can afford the reverse flow of blood, not to mention Mr. Timo is young and weak. Fortunately, the bloodline of the priest is different from that of ordinary people, so the danger can be saved."

Long Ling exhaled deeply, almost sweating from fright.He sat by the bed, stretched out his hand to tuck Jing Yun's feet, "Will there be any sequelae?"

"After all, there is some damage to the brain." He Shiren considered the words, "Perhaps Mr. Timo will forget some things when he wakes up."

"Forget something?"

Everyone looked at He Shiren in shock for a moment.

"This is the best situation." He Shiren said: "The worst situation is that you can't use your brain."

"What did you say?!" Long Ling stood up at once, only to feel that the heart that had just fallen was picked up again in an instant, "What do you mean it can't be used?!"

He Shiren also frowned tightly, "Perhaps intelligence...will stay at a certain stage forever."

Long Ling froze with an unacceptable expression for an instant, and the others also looked at the child who was sleeping peacefully.

To put it bluntly with the world...is a fool.

"How could this be..." Long Ling sat down slumped, almost unable to support his body.

Yan Tian rushed up to support him, with an unacceptable expression on his face, "He doctor, you just...you can't think of a way."

"I can't help it." He knelt down and said, "Blood backflow is unreasonable. Ordinary people are already dead at this time. It is great luck that Lord Timo can save his life."

Long Ling closed his eyes, "What if Qu Xianzhi is allowed to come?"

"It's Doctor Qu, there's nothing you can do about it." Tell the world honestly.

Long Ling raised his hand to cover his eyes, and didn't put it down for a while.

Yan Tian also had a dark face, and Yan Yun standing outside had flushed eyes.

Lang Yuan and Lang Xian looked at each other, but didn't speak.

They all know how rare this child is, smart, calm, restrained and capable.Although his emotions seem to get out of control occasionally, he is still a rare good boy, and...maybe he is also a rare talent.

pity……

Is this God's jealousy?

"This is just the worst outcome." He Shiren tried to comfort him, "Maybe it's just forgetting something."

It took Long Ling a long time to say, "You all go out, I'll wait for him to wake up."

He Shiren wanted to say more, but Yantian stopped him with his eyes.

The group quickly backed out.

After closing the door, Yan Yun looked at Lang Xian viciously, "You despicable guy! What did you do to us adults!"

Lang Xian frowned, "I..."

He wanted to say that he didn't do anything, but when he thought about what he said, could that be the source of his loss of control?If this is the case, I can hardly absolve myself of the blame.

Lang Yuan pulled him into the door, gave everyone a cold look, and closed the door without saying a word.