Dong Wushuang looked at the face in confusion, and then looked at the injuries on Xinyuan's body.

Even after suffering such an injury, he still remained conscious, which shows the toughness of his body.

But compared to his physical body, Dong Wushuang was obviously more surprised by his mental strength.

Why does his subconscious have such confidence in himself?

"How do you build yourself up mentally?"

Dong Wushuang was really puzzled and couldn't help but ask.

"Construction? Is this thing still made of construction?" Xinyuan replied while lying on the ground. "By the way, if you don't go up to help your teammates, you're down there not just for chatting."

"Oh." Dong Wushuang suddenly woke up. The reason why he did not join the battle was to check the situation of Xinyuan and Niu Jingyu.

Looking at Xinyuan's horrific injuries, his face couldn't help but twitch.

"You're injured. Just lie down and don't move. Don't fall asleep!"

"Don't worry, as long as you are not dead, this kind of injury can be cured and will not leave any sequelae."

Xinyuan raised his head slightly and glanced at Dong Wushuang as if he were a wise man.

He said: "I know I'm fine. To me, if it doesn't kill me, it means it's not injured. Recovery is just a matter of time."

"My ability has a self-healing effect. Didn't I already say that at the Dark Horse Stadium last time?"

"Oh, that's right, I forgot." Dong Wushuang patted his forehead and said in a very serious tone.

Only then did I remember that Shinyuan endured those hellish three hours and didn't even have a single wound on his body.

This guy is really a pervert. I don’t know where he learned swordsmanship from.

"I'm not saying you're almost ready," Xinyuan looked at this nervous man with a dark look.

"Go and see Niu Jingyu. Is he dead? If he's dead, didn't I come here in vain?"

Dong Wushuang responded quickly and then ran to Niu Jingyu's side.

Although it sounds a bit cruel to say it, in his eyes, he does feel that Xinyuan's value is greater.

That's why I focused more on Xinyuan and kept asking here and there for a long time.

At this time, Niu Jingyu was only half alive, his eyes were tightly closed, but there was still a satisfied smile on his face.

Looks like he deserves to die

Dong Wushuang knelt down and put his hand on his chest, frowning quietly and feeling it.

After a while, he turned back to Xinyuan and said: "The vital signs are still there, so he is probably not dead yet."

Then, he looked at Niu Jingyu's empty lower body with a solemn expression.

He saw with his own eyes that Niu Jingyu's legs exploded and turned into blood mist.

This situation may not be easy to resolve.

Although he remembered that there were top medical superpowers who could regenerate severed limbs, but the conditions were very harsh.

I don’t know if he will be able to stand up again in the future.

And this broken left arm

Even though he had experienced hundreds of battles, he couldn't help but cry out in misery at this moment.

The hand slowly began to emit a soft light, covering Niu Jingyu's whole body.

After a while, Niu Jingyu coughed up a mouthful of blood and spit out the blood that blocked his trachea.

But the person still didn't wake up and was still in a semi-conscious state.

"The fifth level, rebuilding the invincible heart, facing the mad gods, breaking through in the face of battle, delaying it for so long, and saving a city."

Dong Wushuang was a little silent as he counted every fact that happened here.

Looking at the extremely ferocious-looking big man on the ground, he pursed his lips and felt a surge of respect in his heart.

Even he couldn't have done better.

In fact, not only Xinyuan, Niu Jingyu also created countless miracles.

It can even be said that Niu Jingyu saved a city. If he hadn't done it knowingly that he couldn't do it, Xinyuan wouldn't have been able to come here.

It's just that the price is a bit steep.

"Brother, you did a great job! You will definitely be a textbook figure in the future!"

Dong Wushuang patted Niu Jingyu's chest gently and murmured.

"How is he doing?" Suddenly, a voice came from behind, startling Dong Wushuang.

When he turned around, he saw Xinyuan standing there unsteadily.

"You! Are you standing up now?!" Dong Wushuang was so shocked that he couldn't speak clearly.

How many minutes has it been? Almost enough?

Are you an animal? The gods have been beating you for a long time, so it was in vain?

"It's not bad. If you're not dead, you're fine." Xinyuan replied, then looked at Niu Jingyu's miserable state on the ground and sighed.

I have tried my best but my strength is still not enough.

Crazy god, is this just a projection? It’s too scary

Then, energy chains flew behind him, pulling four superpowers who were still alive and fighting desperately.

"There are still them, let's find a way to treat them." Xinyuan said.

Several people raised their eyelids and nodded to Dong Wushuang, "Lord God of War!"

Dong Wushuang raised his hand to indicate that there was no need to be polite, and bowed slightly to several people solemnly.

"Thank you all! You are all heroes of this city!"

Turning around, he saw Xinyuan looking down at his phone.

He raised his head and said to Dong Wushuang:

"I'll leave these people to you. When the medical personnel arrive, hurry up and save their lives."

"I'm leaving first."

"What are you going to do?" Dong Wushuang was stunned, "You can also stay and check your body, don't leave any hidden diseases or anything like that."

"No need, I know my physical condition." Xinyuan waved his hand, "And didn't I say, I still have an appointment to catch up with."

After saying that, Xinyuan flew up and flew towards the distance.

Dong Wushuang:

In this rushing state, he knew that even though he was beaten half to death, Xinyuan still didn't take the gods seriously.

Tsk, what’s going on with this psychological quality?

Xinyuan was flying in the air, looking at his chat page, looking a little dazed.

There has been no news from that page for a long time.

The Eight Cities Rebellion is really too easy for people to overthink.

Gritting his teeth, Xinyuan couldn't help but fly faster.

Finally, after flying for who knows how long, he finally arrived at his destination.

——The address where the yogurt bars were sent, the largest ice skating rink in the world.

However, this is not at all what the yogurt bar described.

It was a ruin, filled with huge ice blocks and broken soil.

It was as if the Arctic glaciers had experienced an earthquake, and Xinyuan could still see some corpses from time to time in the cracked ground.

Stopping, he suddenly felt as if his legs were filled with lead and he couldn't move forward.

I began to imagine various possible scenarios in my mind, and looked at the ruins here with my mouth half open and a little confused.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure in white, drawing a knife.

——The only superpower assigned to this area, the Frost War God, Jun Anyi.

Looking at Xinyuan from a distance, she suddenly asked:

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to meet someone." Xinyuan said subconsciously.

"Did she break the appointment?"

"I hope she just missed the appointment." Xinyuan looked around blankly and continued to ask:

"Are you in charge of this area? Have the people here been evacuated?"

Jun Anyi did not answer. There was still blood on the corner of her mouth, and she was biting her lip gently with her teeth.

Staring at Xinyuan's clothes that were soaked in blood and soil, his eyes slowly turned red.

"What a coincidence, I'm here to wait for someone too."

"My luck is better than yours. He didn't miss the date."
Chapter completed!