The Personal Crazy Doctor of the Female CEO

His right leg was also broken. This time, monk Shi Ming gritted his teeth and remained silent!
"Is it bearable?"

Seeing this, Lin Jinglei directly crippled Monk Shi Ming's remaining right hand.

The current monk Shi Ming's left arm was broken down to the shoulder, and the remaining right arm and two legs were very weak and were all broken.

Even though he was in such a miserable state, Monk Shi Ming still didn't say a word, as if he had made up his mind to fight to the end, he would rather die than surrender!

Seeing that monk Shi Ming was so resistant, Lin Jinglei had no choice but to take out the golden needle that he carried with him.

Murray and Mu Zhen's uncle and nephew were fortunate enough to experience Lin Jinglei's hand before, but one passed out from the pain, and the other recognized Lin Jinglei's appearance under the stimulation of severe pain. I don't know what will be gained this time. Lin Jinglei thought so.

Under the torment of the golden needle method, soon, Monk Shi Ming burst into tears of pain, and the breath of Monk Shi Ming suddenly froze, wanting to break his heart veins and end himself.

Lin Jinglei couldn't let him succeed, he tapped monk Shi Ming's body quickly with his knuckles, and monk Shi Ming's momentum was like a leaking ball, his luck was blocked, and he couldn't even commit suicide.

Later, Lin Jinglei also knocked out all of Monk Shi Ming's teeth to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide. His movements were skillful, and it seemed that this was not the first time he had done so.

"How can you be so ruthless when you step on a horse? You are simply a beast! I'm damn."

Monk Shi Ming kept cursing viciously, presumably to ease the pain in this way, he didn't say a word about why he came here or what he had to do.

Monk Shi Ming was really able to resist, Lin Jinglei's golden needles had been pierced all over his body, although the screams were louder than one, but still no words came out of Monk Shi Ming's mouth.

Seeing that such torture had no effect, Lin Jinglei slowly put away the golden needle. After the golden needle was withdrawn, Monk Shiming seemed to be finally relieved. He tilted his neck, rolled his eyes, and did not move any more.

Lin Jinglei was aware of the extent of damage caused by his methods, so he was not worried that Monk Shi Ming would die, and as long as he sensed it a little, he could detect that Monk Shi Ming was still breathing faintly.

Seeing that he couldn't find anything to ask, Lin Jinglei stopped doing futile work, found a few futon mats in the Taoist temple, and dusted the mats.

After placing Xia Ying in place, he found the alchemy furnace in the Taoist temple. Lin Jinglei's primary purpose of coming here was to find the alchemy furnace.
He walked back and forth between the front yard and the back yard several times, turned around, looked and looked, but Lin Jinglei didn't see a single pill furnace.

"Such a big Taoist temple doesn't even have a pill furnace? Could it be that they took it with them when they left?"

After searching for so long but failing to find it, Lin Jinglei began to wonder if there was still a pill furnace here.

"Huh? This is?" Lin Jinglei saw something in the hall in the middle of the Taoist temple. Under the high platform of the main hall, in the corner of the orange curtain, there was a dark green object lying there horizontally.

From the top down, only half of it could be seen, Lin Jinglei lowered his body, and only then did he see the whole thing.

I saw a tripod with a complete body, a three-legged round tripod placed at an angle on the bottom of the table, it must have accidentally rolled into it, Lin Jinglei took out the three-legged round tripod, held it in his hand and looked at it slightly Check the size, the result is that it is bigger than the previous pressure cooker, it is perfect for refining medicine.

"Isn't this the one I was looking for? Forget it, as long as it can be used to refine medicine."

This pill furnace is different from the one Lin Jinglei saw in the picture, but it doesn't matter, Lin Jinglei is still very satisfied.

"This alchemy furnace, which is as big as a pot, is a bit too conspicuous in your hand." Lin Jinglei said hesitantly.

Then he took out a small cloth bag from his jacket pocket, tore open the mouth of the bag, thinking that with a slight shake of the alchemy stove in his hand, the alchemy stove as big as a pot was sucked in.

The alchemy furnace disappeared, but the cloth bag was still the same cloth bag, its size and weight had not changed at all.

"Old man strange is so convenient, I should ask for some more from old man when we leave." Lin Jinglei praised.

This miraculous thing was given to Lin Jinglei by the strange old man when Lin Jinglei followed the strange old man to practice in that mysterious world. The first lesson of training was how to use this bag. It took a lot of effort to learn Lin Jinglei, enough It took months of hard work to learn.

Looking at this bag Lin Jinglei will recall the pain he experienced before, so he quickly put away the bag, out of sight and out of mind!
The alchemy furnace for refining medicine has already been obtained, and Lin Jinglei has no need to stay in Minlong Taoist Temple, so he is ready to leave after tidying up a little.

Lin Jinglei hung up the phone and went back to the backyard. He didn't know what kind of drug the monk used. After so long, Xia Ying still didn't wake up. Lin Jinglei didn't intend to wait any longer, so he picked up Xia Ying and went down the mountain .

After returning to Xia Ying's house, Xia Ying showed signs of waking up. Lin Jinglei gently carried Xia Ying into the bedroom, then took out her mobile phone and called Song Qingshan, telling him about Monk Shiming. matter.

"Rakshasas?! Where is that person?"

Song Qingshan turned pale with shock after hearing this, and asked hastily.

"In this Minlong Taoist temple just outside Longcheng, I have subdued this person. If you bring someone to deal with it, I won't care about it." Lin Jinglei said.

"Okay, I'll go right now!"

Song Qingshan hung up the phone, called a few competent generals from the Martial Arts Association, and notified the members of the Dragon City Disha Team, and went straight to the Minlong Taoist Temple together!
After arriving, Monk Shi Ming's tragic situation made Song Qingshan's scalp tingle. After some investigation, he found that Monk Shi Ming's strength was actually the first level of the master, and Song Qingshan was even more shocked!

Song Qingshan asked himself, it would not be difficult for him to defeat a grandmaster, but he would definitely not be able to crush him like this.

Song Qingshan couldn't torture a person of the first level of a master into such a state. Even a master is a bit proud, even if he can't beat himself, he can still do it, and this monk obviously doesn't even have a chance to kill himself!

It shows that the person who made the shot is far superior to him in terms of martial arts cultivation. Moreover, this person's limbs are all crippled, his left arm is broken at the shoulder, and his breath is extremely weak.

If the strike was a little harder, the monk would be dead, but it was just that little bit that made him live until now.

If it was done deliberately, the level of the person who made the move would be unimaginable!

After bringing Monk Shi Ming back to Longcheng, Song Qingshan was still in shock, because it was difficult for him to connect the murderer of the tragedy in front of him with the humble and kind Mr. Lin.

Song Qingshan could feel that Lin Jinglei must be a master, so he always treated Lin Jinglei with courtesy.

It's just that I never thought that Lin Jinglei's realm could be so high, so high that I felt scared!