After the blood spurted out, Ling Gusong's condition improved significantly. His eyes, which were as round as goldfish, were much flatter.
However, a Grandmaster's self-healing ability was very strong. Soon, the blood in the wound coagulated by itself, and the medicinal effect was still being released in his body. Ling Gusong's eyes, which had just become flat, bulged again.
"Again, let out the blood." Ling Gusong gritted his teeth and said to mu Weibei.
Mu Weibei raised his sword and stabbed at Ling Gusong again. Soon, Ling Gusong's hands, legs, and body were covered with wounds. Blood flowed like a river on the ground.
"Sigh, it's such a pity to lose so much blood. How many eggs do I have to eat to make up for it?" Li shaoqiu said with heartache.
"Shut the F * ck up!" This time, even Ling Gusong couldn't help but curse.
