It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 332 It hurts so much

The mountain is steep, and it takes time for Ye Zheng and Huangfu Miaomiao to reach the other end of the tunnel. Li Qing has already entered the tunnel to look for Feng Ling's whereabouts.

Sang Yin was very excited and carried the camera into the tunnel.

But Douzi refused to come in, fearing that a second collapse would occur and he would be buried alive.

In the dark tunnel, Sang Yin's flashlight illuminated the charred collapsed body in front of her. Thinking what precious on-site data this was, she immediately took a few pictures.

It’s a pity that there is no internet inside the tunnel, otherwise it would be possible to broadcast the opening live.

"With such a serious explosion, could Feng Ling have died..." Sang Yin glanced around with the camera, feeling very heavy in her heart.

At the same time, I was glad that rushing to Jingnan City was an extremely correct decision.

She was unable to record how elegant Feng Ling was when he was alive, but at least she was able to capture how tragic Feng Ling's death was.

For a moment, Sang Yin was filled with emotion and had already started to compose a eulogy in her mind.

"She's not dead, she's breathing." Li Qing tiptoed towards the collapsed body of rubble. Broken steel bars lay before him. He bent over and reached into a narrow gap, trying to call out, "Feng Ling, Feng Ling, can you hear me?"

"call……"

The breathing became louder.

In the silent tunnel, the breathing sound carries an empty echo, which gives people goose bumps.

Sang Yin carefully raised the flashlight and shone it into the gap.

Because she couldn't see clearly, she moved closer, bent over and stretched her neck to look inside.

The strong light of the flashlight swept over and she saw some bloodstains, some black ash, but no sign of Feng Ling.

She continued to shine the flashlight deep inside, and suddenly a huge eye came into view!

Sang Yin's heart trembled violently and her brain went blank for a moment.

The pupil of the giant eye is dark and deep, with a clear golden ring outside the pupil, and the sclera is covered with dark red textures, like a mysterious star in the endless dark night. After being magnified countless times by a telescope, it exudes a strange and terrifying feeling.

Sang Yin's body was stiff as she stared blankly at this giant eye that clearly did not belong to a human.

When the giant eye slowly turned and looked into her eyes, her heart shuddered!
The fear beyond her limit made her rationality collapse. With a thud, the flashlight fell to the ground, and Sang Yin fainted and lost consciousness.

Li Qing: “…………”

When entering the tunnel, he thought the reporter was very courageous.

He couldn't care about Sang Yin at the moment. He picked up the flashlight on the ground, carefully avoided the sharp broken steel bars, and slowly got into the collapsed area.

The breathing sounds that could be heard inside were louder and clearer, as if someone was blowing air into one's face.

Li Qing initially thought that it was because Feng Ling had transformed into his second form. As his body grew larger, his breathing naturally sounded louder. But now he felt worried and suspected that the breathing sound was actually a painful gasp.

Just like a person gasps for air after being seriously injured.

"How do you feel now? I'll give you a shot of recovery potion first..." Li Qing looked at the huge head of the dragon in front of him hesitantly, "You are big now, one shot of potion is definitely not enough, you need to give me a few more shots."

As an administrator, Li Qing can get potions for free from the game store.

He exchanged the injection and looked at the dragon's scales with concern. After searching for a while, he found that several scales had fallen off, revealing the light-colored skin that was bleeding.

He felt somewhat relieved and somewhat sad, and hurriedly inserted the needle.

Feng Ling exhaled, opened his bloody mouth, and slowly uttered a word: "It hurts so much..."

The pain must not be caused by the injection. Li Qing asked patiently: "Where does it hurt? I will inject medicine into the injured area, which will help you recover faster."

“My whole body... hurts so much..." Feng Ling said slowly.

It was no longer possible to tell the gender of her voice because the structure of her vocal cords had changed. Every word she spoke was extremely low and deep, and hoarse like a devil's whisper.

But Li Qing was not afraid at all. After thinking seriously for a moment, he said, "Try to think about other things and divert your attention. I will go inside and inject you with the medicine."

The tunnel collapsed more severely deep inside, leaving no room for a person to enter, so Li Qing let the weasel crawl out of his clothes and tied a flashlight to it.

The green weasel carried a flashlight, climbed onto the dragon's head, and moved forward along the dragon's winding body.

Li Qing has always taken good care of his original body, and this is the first time he has let his original body take risks.

The deeper you go, the more shocking it becomes.

The falling scales were actually the smallest wound. The dragon's body was crushed by the collapse, and some parts of its body were torn and even its bones were exposed in blood.

Li Qing saw this and felt sad.

He thought that Feng Ling would never cry out in pain easily, but this time he said "it hurts" twice in a row, so it must be extremely painful.

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The weasel stopped in front of each wound, injected the medicine, then moved forward and injected again, repeating this process.

When he came to the position near the tail, he saw a steel bar piercing through the body of the dragon from the upper side, and Li Qing's tears suddenly fell.

Even he himself was surprised that he would cry because of this.

Perhaps it was because he had accompanied Feng Ling in her growth during this period of time and witnessed her high spirits too many times, so the tragic situation at this moment was particularly unforgettable to him.

Li Qing remembered a saying of mankind: Tragedy is to destroy beautiful things in front of people.

To him, Feng Ling is a "beautiful thing". Her courage, her tenacity, her strength and unruly nature all make him yearn for her.

Because of this, her pain and vulnerability made Li Qing feel distressed.

For this kind of injury, the steel bars must be removed before medicine can be used, otherwise the contraction of the wound will cause Feng Ling greater pain.

The green weasel could only return the same way.

The green weasel stumbled back and crawled back into the Taoist's arms - Li Qing opened his eyes, wiped away his tears uncomfortably, and hoped that Feng Ling didn't see his embarrassment.

"The medicine has been used. The mother nest has a strong recovery ability. You will get better soon." He encouraged Feng Ling.

Feng Ling breathed heavily.

"With such a big commotion, someone will surely come soon and get you out of here... This time you killed Xingguang, which is equivalent to destroying the branch of the Xingxing Society here. It's amazing."

Li Qing continued talking, trying his best to divert Feng Ling's attention and not make her suffer too much.

He asked Feng Ling in a casual tone, "What are you thinking about? Are you thinking about tomorrow's headlines?"

Feng Ling spoke slowly: "I was wondering...what color I am..."

"Huh?" Li Qing was stunned.

Feng Ling said: "At first, I was white, and then... the South China Sea Jiao was black... Look at me... Have I turned into... a zebra color..."

She sighed softly: "Alas... I don't want zebra color... that would be too... ugly..."

"Not ugly." Li Qing picked up a blood-stained scale from the ground, wiped it clean with his sleeve, and held it in front of her. "Look, it's silver-white with a little black gradient at the edge. It's very beautiful."

Feng Ling's heart finally settled down.