I Was Trapped on the Same Day For 100,000 Years

Lin Yue frowned slightly.

Also noticed the chest of the dragon scales.

"Trouble, when did the blood sacrifice refine the heart?"

Long Lin hadn't arrived in front of Lin Yue.

Above the sky, Qin Ji, Jian Chi'er, the two master-level figures already noticed something, and instantly shot at Dragon Scale!

"Elder Long, why did you hurt Elder Liu?"

"Sect Master, Elder Long is not right!"

Jian Chi'er squinted slightly, and when she landed, she wanted to stop the dragon scale, but saw that the opponent had already taken action!

During the change of the sword's intent, a dozen shots were shot in the volley. The dragon scales in this state are actually stronger than usual!

Jian Chi'er waved his hand, and the cold in front of him suddenly formed an ice wall, and the sword intent hit the ice wall, making a clank sound!

More and more people gathered.

Jian Chi'er had no intention of hurting him, but Dragon Scale lost his mind, and went straight to Lin Yue, bypassing the ice wall!

"Master!"

"Holy King!"

Jian Chi'er and Qin Ji were concerned about Lin Yue, they were about to make a move, but saw Lin Yue raise their hands.

"It's okay."

After all, he stood with his hand in his hand, and didn't make any preparations to resist the dragon scales at all!

Qin Wunian, Yang Kai and others also rushed over.

But I also saw that Lin Yue wouldn't let them take a shot!

"Kill, Lin Yue!"

The dragon scales roared, the blade in his hand suddenly fell, and he slashed straight to the top of Lin Yue's head!

"If your Dao Heart is so fragile, it would disappoint me too much."

Lin Yue's voice came coldly.

He remained motionless.

Everyone had a sore throat with their hearts hanging.

But at this moment, the dragon scale sword was one foot above Lin Yue's head, but it didn't fall again!

Long Lin gritted his teeth, "Master Saint King!"

His hands trembled, as if trying to control his sanity!

But at the same time, scarlet blood burst out from his heart, directly piercing his heart!

"Kill, Lin Yue!"

The voice came.

"Lin Xiu, it's Lin Xiu!"

"Emperor Xiutian, what is left in Elder Long's body!"

Long Lin and Lin Yue looked at each other, and Lin Yue's words gave him the final soberness.

In the next moment, the Dragon Scale Knife was released, he shook his heart, and his hands scratched on the flying blade!

hiss!

Blood dripping!

"Elder Long!"

Everyone in Wangxianzong came up immediately, and saw that Dragon Scale broke his arms!

"Holy King, don't kill!"

The dragon scales fell to the ground, no matter how the blood sacrifice refining heart on his chest tortured him, his hand was broken and he could no longer hold the knife!

"does it worth?"

Lin Yue squatted down and asked Dragon Scales.

"Little Saint King is the hope of Forgetting Immortal Sect, you cannot kill it!"

Long Lin's face gradually paled, and his lips were no longer bloody.

"Then if one day, I am not forgetting Xianzong's hope, then you can kill me?"

Lin Yue looked at him with both eyes, as if looking into Long Lin's heart.

"That too, don't kill!"

Longlin's eyes were extremely firm.

Lin Yue smiled, "Prepare a room for me."

"it is good."

Jian Chi'er went to do it himself immediately.

Naturally, Lin Yue couldn't bring Dragon Scale back to his room, after all, Qin Yiyi was still asleep.

Maybe Qin Yiyi was hiding behind the door now, just worried that he would be seen, so that Lin Yue and her could not explain things clearly.

Otherwise, I would have rushed out to see the situation.

Soon, Jian Chi'er and Lin Yue sent the dragon scales into a room.

"You go down first."

Lin Yue said.

"Would you like to prepare some pills?"

Qin Ji asked Lin Yue, she knew that Lin Yue had given her all the supplies to establish a new force.

Worried that Lin Yue could not save Dragon Scale.

"Nothing, go out."

Lin Yue spoke again, Qin Ji, Jian Chi'er and others dare not say more.

Now that Lin Yue has decided, he naturally has his reasons.

The door gradually closed.

Lin Yue saw that Dragon Lin had passed out.

Although his hands were broken, his life was not in danger.

But a sword repairer without his hands is even more uncomfortable than killing him.

But Long Lin made a choice and broke his hands for Lin Yue.

His heart was still warm.

Lin Yue held the hands of the dragon scales.

"Time and space are reversed."

The voice fell, and the voice of the system came out of my mind.

[The host consumes three points of space-time value, the time-space reversal is successful, and the remaining space-time value: three thousand...]

The sound of the system sounded, and the hands of the dragon scales seemed to go back in time, recovering visibly with the naked eye.

His complexion also improved a lot in an instant.

Lin Yue knew that Dragon Scale was about to wake up, and put another hand on Dragon Scale's heart.

"Blood sacrifice refining the heart can't be solved, but if [笔趣阁www.biqugew.me] is reversed."

[The host consumes 700 points of space-time value, the time-space reversal is successful, and the remaining space-time value: three thousand...]

Lin Yue sighed in his heart.

"If this kid had told me earlier, why had it been so long? I feel so distressed."

Lin Yue stared at the blood sacrifice in his hand that was rejected because of the reversal of time and space!

Long Lin's heart-to-mouth time has returned to the moment before the blood sacrifice to refine the heart.

"Little Saint King!"

Long Lin opened his eyes, but immediately felt that his hands were as flexible as before!

He jumped out of bed in shock!

On the table in the room, the dragon scale knife was flew by his five fingers into claws!

"Little Saint King, my hand?"

Lin Yue smiled faintly, "If you can cut your hands off for me, I can naturally take them back."

Dragon Scale's eyes zoomed in.

"But it doesn't seem to be taken back."

Dragon Scale grabbed his wrist, "This is like resetting the arm of the past."

"If you see it through, don't tell it."

Lin Yue glanced at him.

He still wanted to keep a low profile about this matter.

That's why everyone was distracted.

But the dragon scale itself is the beneficiary, and he can naturally feel the sensation of his arm being reset.

It's like he was trapped on the same day and everything resets when he wakes up.

Long Lin looked at Lin Yue profoundly and righteously, worshipping the fist and said: "The Holy King has a life-saving grace for the Dragon Scale. The secret of the Holy King, Dragon Scale will be brought back into the coffin."

Lin Yue smiled faintly, "It's not that serious."

Say what a life-saving grace.

Although in Long Lin's eyes, his hands are his life.

"Actually, I'm relatively low-key, and I don't have any secrets."

Long Lin nodded, "I understand, there is no secret."

After that, he lay down directly on the bed.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Yue is puzzled, isn't this stuff ready yet?

That's not right.

Long Lin lay down and worshiped the fist and said: "If I go out now, everyone will be suspicious. If I lie down again, the dragon scales will not be touched within a month."

"Uh, I didn't expect this."

Lin Yue looked at him with interest, "Your kid usually doesn't speak, and he has a lot of thoughts."

Long Lin apologized and thought of something, "How about asking the king to help me see Lao Liu?"

"Do not worry."

Lin Yue smiled, "Jian Chi'er and Qin Ji had already told me before I came in, Liu Wuhen is fine, don't worry."

Long Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Yue walked out of the room, thinking that Longlin was also wrong to do this.

But didn't you make yourself less powerful in a disguised form?

"Forget it, let's keep a low profile."