Global Cataclysm: My Life in Sanctuary Versailles

The jade hand that was wrapped around Wu Lang's neck involuntarily just now moved down slowly...

"Hee hee! Seeing that you are still awake..."

If it were normal, not only Wu Lang, but any bloody man who was tossed by the little goblin would definitely be full of the buff effect of chicken blood, but Wu Lang is being transformed by an intermediate genetic drug at this time, and the whole person has fallen into a deep-seated state In sleep, there is no way to respond.

Of course the body itself is very honest.

It was also fortunate that Jin Xiangdie hadn't reached the age of a wolf or a tiger at this time, otherwise Wu Lang would have to be played by Jin Xiangdie unconsciously.

Jin Xiangdie, who had been waiting for Wu Lang's response, finally realized that his state was wrong, and pushed Wu Lang hard.

"Wu Lang, wake up..."

"Wu Lang, wake up..."

"Wu Lang, what's wrong with you?"

After pushing for a minute, seeing that Wu Lang didn't respond at all, Jin Xiangdie was completely panicked.

Panicked, she subconsciously recalled the strange knowledge taught to them by the technicians in the apostolic training base.

For example, some men will shrink their yang when they communicate deeply; for example, some men have a bad heart and will have a cardiac arrest when they are extremely stimulated; , finally exhausted and fell into a coma...

Combined with the madness in the swimming pool last night, Jin Xiangdie felt that this might be the case for Wu Lang.

Recalling the treatment plan given by the technician when he was teaching them, he quickly sat up and spread Wu Lang flat on the bed. First, he pinched the person, but when there was no response, he immediately switched to cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

While pressing Wu Lang's chest, artificial respiration, while crying and calling Wu Lang.

"Wu Lang, wake up quickly..."

"Wu Lang, wake up quickly..."

After working for about ten minutes, Wu Lang was not woken up but he was so busy that he almost collapsed.

Seeing Wu Lang like this, Jin Xiangdie rushed out of bed regardless of the beads of sweat on her forehead, and found Wang Kexin who was busy in the kitchen.

"Sister Xin, go and have a look, Wu Lang is in a coma, and he won't wake up no matter how much he screams."

"what?"

Wang Kexin was taken aback by Jin Xiangdie's words, and the spatula in his hand fell to the ground.

Bang!

At this time, he couldn't take care of so much at all, and hurriedly ran towards Jin Xiangdie's room.

Although Leng Bing, who was next to her, didn't have much physical reaction at this time, she could see that she was anxious at this time as she followed closely behind Wang Kexin.

When the two women entered the room, they saw Wu Lang on the bed who was being played by Jin Xiangdie just now. Wang Kexin's eyes turned red, and he rushed towards Wu Lang immediately.

and many more...

Just halfway through, she immediately stopped her progress.

His eyes then fell on the bedside table.

Just now, as she kept getting closer to Wu Lang, Wu Lang put it in an empty bottle on the bedside table last night, and the remaining liquid was illuminated by the light. Because of the angle, a blue light entered her line of sight .

It was precisely because of this flashing familiar blue light that Wang Kexin stopped running.

Walking over, he picked up the empty bottle on the bedside table and checked it to make sure that he was not mistaken, then he gestured to Leng Bing behind him, whose eyes were also turning red.

Both women have used genetic potions, and their memories of this thing are still fresh.

Seeing the two girls here, they immediately guessed the reason why Wu Lang was unconscious.

Of course, just to be on the safe side, Leng Bing walked up to Wu Lang and touched his pulse with his fingers.

When he felt Wu Lang's strong pulse, Leng Bing took his hand back and nodded to Wang Kexin.

Just about to speak, Jin Xiangdie, whose physique was not as good as the two girls, ran back panting.

Seeing the two women standing there with unkind expressions, Jin Xiangdie hurriedly asked:

"Sister Xin, Sister Bing, take a look, what's going on?"

"What's going on? It's best to die!"

Wang Kexin felt very unhappy about Wu Lang's use of the genetic medicine without saying hello, making them worry for nothing. He snorted coldly, thinking of the haste he left just now, and the fire on the stove hadn't been turned off yet.

"Ah, bad!"

Leaving behind these inexplicable words, he quickly rushed out of the room at the same speed as when he came.

"This..."

Jin Xiangdie was at a loss, not knowing what to say at this time?

He looked at Leng Bing asking for help.

Leng Bing still looked icy, walked up to Jin Xiangdie, and handed the empty bottle in her hand.

"Get ready for breakfast, don't worry about him, he will wake up naturally when it's time to wake up."

Leaving a sentence, he quickly walked out of the bedroom.

It's just that Leng Bing's reminder, cut off the beginning and tail, was passed on to Jin Xiangdie, which made her also feel inexplicable.

But as the one who has the least say and status in the No. [-] living area, she can only choose to believe in Leng Bing at this time.

Of course let her eat, she will definitely not be able to eat now.

After all, when she was brought back to the refuge by Wu Lang, Wu Lang was everything to her. At this time, Wu Lang was lying on the bed uncertain of life or death, so how could she be able to eat.

After Leng Bing left, Jin Xiangdie didn't leave the room, she sat on the edge of the bed and waited quietly for Wu Lang, holding the glass bottle that Leng Bing gave her just now.

During this time she had a lot of thoughts...

I thought of the busyness before the cataclysm, the helplessness during the catastrophe, the resignation after the cataclysm, and the happiness in this refuge during this time...

As she thought about it, tears flowed down her cheeks one by one like broken pearls.

Dyeing the skirt of the clothes, crying red eyes...

Jin Xiangdie has kept this posture. I don't know how long it took, the pearls no longer slip off, and the eye sockets are already swollen...

Until Wu Lang woke up slowly from his sleep.

This time he slept very soundly. When he woke up, he felt that his whole body was full of energy, his whole waist was no longer painful, and his legs were no longer sore. In short, he felt better than ever.

But when he opened his eyes, he saw the red and swollen eyes sitting on the side of the bed, and the golden fragrant butterfly in the eyes...

Chapter 550 Using Intermediate Gene Potions to Reduce Dimensionality

"Where does it hurt?"

Wu Lang was puzzled by this question.

He is doing very well now, better than ever.

Sitting up from the bed, stretching his body a little, there was a crackling sound all over his body like pouring beans.

"I don't have any discomfort! What the hell are you doing?"

"I saw you just now..."

Jin Xiangdie intermittently recounted what happened just now.

After listening, Wu Lang rolled his eyes and fell on the bed in an instant.

"I...I feel a little out of breath and need artificial respiration urgently..."

Seeing Wu Lang's poor acting skills, Jin Xiangdie didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

All of a sudden, she seemed to understand some of the strange knowledge points that Wang Kexin and Leng Bing usually instilled in her.

Men can't get used to it too much, they have to be tied with a rope on weekdays, lest they become wild horses outside.

Especially for someone like Wu Lang who still has the character "lang" in his name.

Don't let your guard down even more.

Otherwise, the usual leisure and entertainment activities will have to be changed from playing the Great Wall to drawing turtles, or the kind with several decks of cards together.

Angrily, he patted Wu Lang with his hand.

"I'm not in the mood to make fun of you. You said you didn't say a word, and you couldn't wake up no matter how much you screamed. I..."

As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes again.

can only say...

woman!Sure enough, it is made of water.

"I promise, if something like this happens again next time, I will definitely say hello in advance."

Seeing Jin Xiangdie like this, Wu Lang quickly corrected his attitude, took Jin Xiangdie into his arms, and comforted him softly.

"And next time?"

"No, there will be no next time."

......

for a long time...

Wu Lang felt that the weight in his arms had increased a lot.

Looking down, Jin Xiangdie had already fallen into a deep sleep in his gentle and magnetic voice.

"Hey..."

Wu Lang sighed.

The most difficult thing to bear the grace of a beauty is that he still has three key points.

The whole person feels that the burden on his body is getting heavier.

Putting Jin Xiangdie on the bed, Wu Lang walked out of the room lightly, closed the door, and checked the time. It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

The body transformation actually took 12 hours.

In the kitchen, I found the lunch specially left by the two women. After paying homage to my five internal organs temple, I turned around and came to the training room.

After doing two sets of warm-up exercises to stretch the whole body, I went directly to the machine for testing strength.

boom!

With a punch, I felt my whole ear buzzing like tinnitus.

"jijiji..."

The instrument immediately issued a piercing cry, and after the sound ended, it displayed 2250KG impressively.

"Nest grass..."

Looking at the figure above two tons, even though Wu Lang was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by the figure.

You know this is his random punch.

Just ask who can bear it.

Seeing this, Wu Lang hurriedly took a step back with his right foot, allowing his whole body to exert more strength.

"drink!"

With a loud shout, Wu Lang opened his left and right bows at the same time, and his fist hit the instrument in an instant.

bang bang bang bang...

2200.2341.2440.2413....2845.2941.

With the last punch, Wu Lang even hit a figure of nearly three tons.

"I want to hit ten."

Just ask who else?

After testing his strength, Wu Lang began to test his speed again.

Take a preparatory posture, and just about to exert force, the person has already reached the other side of the room. Because of the strength of the first palm, he cannot achieve perfect control, and he almost hit the wall without braking the car just now.

"hiss!"

That's kind of scary.

The ten-meter-square training room was simply unable to meet his needs at this time.