Misidentifying his own father: the supernatural son, the spiritual doctor mother

Chapter 220 The killer boss soaked in the carrion grass [2]

Lin Xiaoling and the others stared at this scene dumbfounded. Could it be that this smoke is a robot, you can press it with any arm, and other robots have to be of the same model. He doesn't even need the model.

Nangong Chenyan and Xiao Xiaoling were also stunned for a while, and they didn't come forward to attack in time. When they came back to their senses, Yan was back to normal, with healthy limbs, and immediately followed by a wave of attacks again.

"Get out of the way!" Yan Zimo stepped forward to block them in time, and said angrily, "What the hell, are you looking for death?"

Lin Xiaoling didn't expect him to react so quickly, and was a little surprised.

When Nangong Chenyan and Xiao Xiaoling fought against Yan again, Yan Zimo retreated.

"How did you react so quickly?" Lin Xiaoling was curious.

"Actually, I have been thinking about what Master said to me during this time. He showed Yan his fortune at the bottom of the water, and he saw a pile of rotten hands and feet. I never understood why, but today I saw these water I had an idea about the hands and feet in the tank, but I didn’t confirm it, I didn’t expect him to do it.”

Lin Xiaoling frowned: "Do you think of the function of these hands and feet?"

Yan Zimo shook his head: "Not all of them, but I heard from my master that there was a man who lived more than 100 years old, because he broke his leg when he was young, and a miracle doctor grafted someone else's leg to him , actually can walk, but after a while, the leg started to rot, and that person went to kill people, cut off other people's legs, and then grafted them on himself. He collected a lot of legs and hands, and then he was so sick that he was dying , and began to replace the organs on his body. But what is more strange is that he had to rely on others to complete the grafting, and the one in front of him..."

The one in front of me is connected directly when I live in it, and there is no grafting process at all. Don't those nerves and blood vessels need to be connected?
"And that person lived for more than 100 years, and finally died of illness." Yan Zimo sighed, "I heard from the master that this is just a legend that has been passed down in Taoism, and no one has actually seen this kind of thing. Situation. If it wasn't for the rotting pile of hands and feet he saw at the bottom last time, he wouldn't have remembered."

"I heard from him last time that he should have lived to be more than 200 years old."

The two were talking, but they saw that Xiao Xiaoling and Nangong Chenyan joined forces to cut off Yan's hands at the same time, but saw him fly up and fall into a certain water tank, in just a split second, Two more arms came out.

"There is no way to go on like this. Let's cut him into pieces and see if he can survive!" Yan Zimo said to Dugu Lan, "Protect your sister well, I'll help!"

Lin Xiaoling shook her head: "I'm fine, I can protect myself now, Xiaolan, if you want revenge, go too, I'll be fine."

Dugu Lan glanced at her, thought for a while, then shook her head: "No, I won't go, nothing is more important than my sister's safety."

"Finally, I didn't recognize you as a younger brother for nothing." Lin Xiaoling laughed, thinking that it was not a good idea for Dugu Lan to face Yan, it would be better to stand in a safe place and watch how others beat him.

Yan Zimo teamed up with Nangong Chenyan and Xiao Xiaoling. It's hard to tell that his kung fu is already so good in only a few months. Up, it should have been comparable.

(End of this chapter)