No matter what language, they can no longer express their shock.

A person whose meridians atrophy, whose Qihai was destroyed, and who had one leg disabled recovered a year later.

Moreover, not only has he recovered, but his cultivation level has been improved.

How is this done?

Who is the doctor?!

Chen Jinglin stepped on Zhao Chunming's chest with one leg, as if he was about to step out his internal organs: "Zhao Chunming, a beast like you who is ungrateful and heartless, is not worthy of living in the world at all."

"Did you forget that you were injured when you were training in the jungle. Who took care of you day and night? It was Fang Jingya!"

"Did you forget that you used to be around Jingya every day, behave like a favor, and even said that if you marry her, you will definitely treat her well!"

Fang Jingya's eyes were filled with tears, and she stared blankly at Shen Jinglin, who was like a god, and her tears couldn't help but slide down her eyes.

Zhao Chunming was trembling all over his body in pain, and tears flowed on his face, "Brother Jinglin, I was wrong, wuwu... You spare me, rude me! I was blinded by lard... Please spare my life!"

At this moment, suddenly a group of people emerged from nowhere.

He jumped onto the ring with a bang.

These people were holding cold weapons in their hands.

The powerful pressure and murderous aura revealed by each person made everyone onlookers feel scared.

Chen Jinglin raised his head and looked at these people: "Who are you?"

"Haha, we don't need Young Master Shen to take care of who we are!"

The man in the lead sneered, "Please ask Mr. Shen to come with us!"

When Zhao Chunming saw those people, his expression of begging for mercy changed suddenly, and he shouted with a twisted face: "Chen Jinglin, my godfather's person is here, why don't you let me go quickly... Cough cough cough... So what if your cultivation level is restored? Can one person still deal with so many people?"

"Godfather?" Chen Jinglin frowned.

"Not bad... do you know who my godfather is?"

Zhao Chunming coughed several times because of the pain, but his face was full of crazy resentment, "My godfather is Deng Hongfeng, the eldest elder of Xuanyi Pavilion, and the apprentice of the miracle doctor Qian Qing..."

"You and your sister, you offended my godfather... Cough cough cough... you are dead... Haha... Ah!!"

Before he could finish laughing, he suddenly let out a short scream.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of blood was shot on Zhao Chunming's face.

In just a moment, his tongue was cut, his ears were cut, and his eyes turned into two blood holes.

Even his hands were cut off directly, and his fingers were still shaking, revealing a blue and gray color.

"Useless waste!"

The man in the leader sneered and took back his knife. His voice was full of disdain, "I can't even do a little thing well, what's the use to keep you?"

Zhao Chunming originally thought that the people sent by Deng Hongfeng were here to save him.

But he never thought that what he had completely destroyed him in the end was instead his godfather's subordinates who tried every means to please him.

From then on, he was worse than the pigs and dogs, but he could not die or survive.

This is retribution!

Everyone in the audience was shocked and no one would pay attention to him anymore.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Shen Jinglin.

"Mr. Shen, please!"

Chen Jinglin looked coldly at the people surrounding him.

Each one has a higher level of Xuan level or above.
Chapter completed!