Chapter 1751

I don't know how long he hasn't been hurt. Because of the inheritance of the phoenix soul, his body is very strong. Even if a sharp blade cuts a wound on his body, it will heal in an instant.

But this time, his injury seemed to be beyond his expectation.

After his shoulder was cut by the thin blade, the fresh blood sprayed out like a fountain, and the phoenix soul seemed to have been lost.

Yehaoxuan stretched out his finger and nodded on his shoulder to stop the blood. He glanced at Ling Xiao and said, "well, it seems that you have used your heart. Otherwise, the wound on my shoulder would not be so serious."

"Hehe, how dare I joke in front of the medical saint?" Ling Xiao smiled and said, "in order to develop this kind of preparation, our scientists spent too much money, and then came to the conclusion that it can trap you for an hour."

"But now this effect has been greatly reduced, because I suddenly found that it can only trap you for half an hour. Sorry, doctor, time is pressing. I think I've had enough with you."

Ling Xiao's hands closed, and the sharp blade in her hands suddenly disappeared. Then she took out a button from her clothes.

"Is this a bomb?" Yehaoxuan looked at the button in his hand and said, "are you blowing up this plane?"

"This is not an ordinary bomb." Ling Xiao said with a smile, "this is a comprehensive liquid bomb. Its power is very strong. It is beyond your expectation. It is stronger than the last bomb you met in Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

"Let's have a good memory. When you were in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, your phoenix soul was still there. Even so, you still had no whole skin. What would you do without your phoenix soul this time?"

"You just said I would die. Why so much nonsense?" Yehaoxuan smiled. He thought that the brain domain developers in zone 51 were all chattering. He still refused to press the button in his hand. Could they not speak in zone 51?

"It's my pleasure. I can give you a ride." Ling Xiao smiled.

"I'm asking you a question." Yehaoxuan said.

"It can be said that there is still enough time now." Ling Xiao shrugged her shoulders.

"Where is the real Ling Xiao? Where has she gone?" Yehaoxuan asked.

"Hehe, the medical sage can't even care about his own life and death now. Will he care about the life and death of others?" Ling Xiao said with a smile, "you are really a romantic figure."

"I just asked casually. Where is she now? You killed her?" Yehaoxuan asked.

"Hehe, why should I tell you?" Ling Xiao sneered and said with a smile, "good bye, medical sage. History will remember your name."

Ling Xiao suddenly pressed the button in her hand, and her figure became transparent almost instantly. The air in the place where she stood twisted violently, and then her figure disappeared completely on the plane.

Yehaoxuan ran to the cab and saw that the plane was piloting automatically, but now the instrument lights on the plane were flashing violently, as if the plane was being dried up by something.

Sure enough, with a violent vibration of the plane, the plane suddenly plunged into the vast ocean. At the place where the plane fell, a huge vortex suddenly appeared.

Boom... The plane plunged into the vortex of the sea. The vortex that was not big suddenly became bigger and swallowed the whole plane. After swallowing it, the sea became calm again.

However, the calm was only a moment, and then there was a bang. Tens of thousands of tons of sea water surged out from the place where the plane had just plunged into. A huge wave rose with the fire. The nearby sea area was almost a tsunami. The huge waves, with endless momentum, kept turning over to the sky

I don't know how long it took.

Darkness, endless darkness, followed by tearing pain. The kind of almost flesh cutting pain makes people feel miserable.

What appeared in front of him were a series of horrific moments. Those moments floated fragmentary in the darkness above. He stretched out his hand to touch these moments to make himself see more clearly. But he moved a little, and his body was in tearing pain.

His body seems to have become countless pieces and then been forcibly spliced together by others. No one can afford that kind of pain.

Moreover, his consciousness is like a broken mirror. In each mirror, there are memories of all kinds of people and pieces of past events that can not be pieced together. But the things in his memory are too broken. Even if he wants to forcibly piece them together, it is impossible.

Then there was a burst of tearing pain on his body, and then there was a burst of darkness in front of his eyes, and his consciousness slowly disappeared.

I don't know how long it has been since I became conscious. This time, he feels much better than the last time. At least, he doesn't feel the same pain as the last time.

"Dad, how's it going?" A dreamlike voice sounded in his ear. It was a girl's voice. It was sweet and soft. It seemed to be in his ear, but it seemed very far away from him.

Well, the sound was very nice. This was his first feeling. He tried to open his eyes to see who the girl was next to him, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open his eyes.

"Not optimistic." A middle-aged man's voice sounded in his ear, with a sigh: "this man really doesn't know how to survive. It's a miracle that he can live to the present. Now his life is all right, but if he can wake up, he can talk about it. Or... Call the police."

"Dad, look at what happened to him. He may have encountered difficulties. I don't think he is a bad man. Wait. We are thinking about ways. After all, he is also a Chinese." That dreamlike sound sounded in his ear.

He breathed a sigh of relief. As for why he breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't know. Maybe he didn't feel safe in this strange place.

Then, a burst of tiredness came, and he fell into sleep again.

He didn't know how long it was. He only knew that every day he would fall asleep, sometimes awake and sometimes confused. But he knew that the next day there would be a soft little hand changing his medicine and acupuncture for him.

Well, the feeling of acupuncture is very familiar. Although he doesn't remember many things, he is very familiar with this kind of needle.

In this way, I don't know how long he was depressed in his drowsiness. Finally one day, he woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a gray ceiling above. In the dim light, a sweet looking girl was holding a wet towel to wipe sweat for him. He recognized at a glance that the girl was the one who had been taking care of him during his coma.

Don't ask him why he knows. It's a feeling. There are some things that can only be understood but can't be explained.

Suddenly, he woke up. His eyes suddenly opened and overlapped with the soft eyes in front of him. He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed her small hand.

Time, four eyes to each other, two people just look at each other without saying a word.

The scene was a little strange. After a long time, the girl let out a cry of surprise, fiercely broke away his hand, and then looked at him in surprise: "are you... Are you awake?"

"I'm awake." He nodded, slowly waking up.

"You've been in a coma for two months." The girl looked at him with some surprise and said, "I found you at the seaside. You were badly hurt and your body seemed to have been burned. But you recovered quickly. Now your body has recovered a lot. My father said that it is a miracle for you to survive."

"Thank you..." he rubbed his head and couldn't remember something.

"You... Who are you?" The girl asked tentatively.

"Who am I?" He was suddenly aware of this problem. In his mind, a large number of memories flooded out. He tried to recall who he was. Countless pieces poured out like a tide.

Countless fragmentary memories hovered in his mind. He tried hard to remember something, but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't remember anything.

Pain, like a tear in his head, surged into his consciousness. He tried to recall something, but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't remember.

Who is he? Where does he come from? Where is he going? Why did he get hurt?

All the questions were like riddles on him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember anything about himself.

Where does he come from? Where is he going again?

Suddenly, a tearing pain in his mind made him roar, and a clear name appeared in his mind. The name was yehaoxuan

"What's the matter with you?" The girl was startled. She saw the man desperately covering his head. His face was pale, and the beads of sweat fell like raindrops. He looked very painful.

"It doesn't matter. If you can't remember, you can think about it slowly. You're in good health now. Don't force yourself." The girl hurried to comfort him. She was afraid that the man would think too much and would be bad for his health. After all, he had just recovered.

"I remember... My name is... Yehaoxuan." He calmed down slowly.

He only remembered the name. Besides, he couldn't remember anything. He seemed to have a lot of things to do, but he couldn't remember what he had to do.

The explosion ruined his spirit. Even though the inheritance of the phoenix soul claimed to have an immortal body, this time for various reasons, his phoenix soul was damaged and even blown up.

If he had not existed against the sky before, there would still be a trace of Qi hidden in the sea of Qi after it was destroyed. Now he is far inferior to a disabled man.