Divine Seal: I am the princess of the demon clan

Looking at Long Haochen bathed in the holy light, Feng Ling's eyes flashed a little anger.

She knew that this was a competition and Long Haochen was bound to get injured.

But people tend to vent their anger on others, and she is no exception.

Seeing Long Haochen seriously injured and unconscious, Feng Ling felt mixed emotions.

She found it difficult to remain calm.

Looking at the faint white light on Long Haochen's chest, Feng Ling asked, "What kind of seventh-level forbidden technique did he use to cause himself to be like this?"

Feng Ling carefully observed Long Haochen's wounds and found that they were only superficial injuries and would not cause Long Haochen to fall into a coma.

Combining this with Ye Hua's previous words, Feng Ling knew that the reason Long Haochen fell into a coma was because of that forbidden technique.

The Knights Templar has many seventh-level forbidden techniques.

"sacrifice."

Ye Hua's face was heavy. "If you want to use this skill, you must be prepared to die. You must also understand the ten rules of sacrifice in the Knights before you can learn it. Once used, your own blood and spirit will instantly merge into one, bursting out with strength far beyond your original cultivation. But the duration is very short. If you are not careful, you will die of blood and spirit exhaustion, or at least be seriously injured."

"The reason why Haochen fell into a coma was this forbidden technique."

After hearing Ye Hua's explanation, Feng Ling's expression became even uglier than before.

This forbidden technique can be said to exhaust one's own blood and energy, and burst out one's own potential. It can be said to be a skill that consumes one's energy and spirit. If a seventh-level knight uses it, this forbidden technique will not have much effect on their body.

But the problem is, Long Haochen is not even at level five now.

He is only fourteen years old!

Feng Ling frowned, her eyes always on Long Haochen.

She is quite unhappy now.

"How could he use this forbidden technique?"

Feng Ling said unhappily.

Ye Hua sighed, "He values ​​the honor of a knight too much."

"This little guy has a stronger self-esteem than anyone else."

"When he realized that his opponent didn't use his full strength and underestimated him, Hao Chen used his knight skill to sacrifice himself, thereby widening the gap between the two sides."

"What this guy didn't expect was that the sacrifice was too overwhelming. His body can't withstand this force now."

Feng Ling looked at the pale-faced and frail Long Haochen, and a complex emotion flashed in her dark eyes.

Yes, the human body is too weak.

Unlike her brother Abao, who looks thin, but actually has terrifying muscle tone.

"I see."

"When he wakes up, I will settle accounts with that person."

Ye Hua's eyes widened immediately and he whispered, "This is the Temple Alliance..."

"It's just a competition. He was seriously injured and unconscious because of sacrifice. Those superficial injuries are nothing..."

Feng Ling just glanced at him coldly.

Obviously, resistance was written all over her face, causing Ye Hua to swallow back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Well, this is Long Haochen’s elder, and this matter has nothing to do with him.

He still doesn't talk too much.

Long Haochen's second aunt looks young, but why does she give people such a scary feeling?

Even he, a man in his forties, felt a little scared when facing her.

Feng Ling stood beside Long Haochen's bed, watching over him silently.

Two hours later, Long Haochen opened his eyes with difficulty, and there was a blur in his eyes.

He moved his fingers vigorously to let Feng Ling know that he had woken up.

Two pairs of eyes unconsciously fell on Long Haochen.

"Second Aunt..."

Long Haochen's hoarse voice sounded, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He touched the edge of liquid spiritual power. This injury was a blessing in disguise.

When his spiritual power recovers, he will be able to reach the fifth level.

"I broke my promise..."

Long Haochen's original happy expression when he saw Feng Ling suddenly changed, and anxiety appeared on his face.

He struggled to stand up, but Feng Ling pushed him back with one hand.

"What do you want to do?"

Feng Ling's brows were furrowed, with a serious expression on her face.

"Your injuries haven't even healed yet, and you want to stand up? Why don't you take good care of yourself?"

Feng Ling's voice suddenly turned cold, and her anger was mixed in her words.

Long Haochen, who was forcibly pushed back by Feng Ling, said: "Second Aunt... I broke the appointment, Cai'er..."

Long Haochen was anxious.

The frail and thin figure appeared in his mind.

She must still be waiting for me there...

"I'm going to find her!"

What greeted Long Haochen was a slap from Feng Ling.

With a snap, the string of reason in Long Haochen's heart finally returned.

Feng Ling's force was not strong, and Long Haochen only felt pain on his face.

"Heal your wounds first and then talk about other things."

"Besides, others are not fools. They won't stay there if they find out you didn't go."

Feng Ling saw things more clearly than Long Haochen.

Cai'er has no vision, but her sense of smell is very sharp.

Cai'er could detect the strange problems on her body at a glance, which showed that Cai'er's physique was extraordinary.

Feng Ling didn't think Cai'er would be so stupid as to stay there waiting for Long Haochen.

On the contrary, she felt that Cai'er would notice something unusual first and come to find Long Haochen quickly.

Although Cai'er did not show up during these two hours, Fengling never doubted her judgment of people.

It is impossible to doubt yourself even if you doubt others.

"But... Cai'er can't see."

"You can't treat Cai'er in a normal way..."

Long Haochen wanted to refute, but when he saw a familiar figure, he swallowed the words that were about to come to his mouth.

It really is Caier.

The black dress highlighted her proud figure, her slightly messy purple hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and her beautiful face had a calm expression.

This was the first time that Long Haochen saw Cai'er's face under the black scarf.

"Tuk, Tuk..."

The green bamboo stick tapped the ground lightly. Cai'er was standing in Long Haochen's room. She could feel Feng Ling's breath.

Her perception is extremely sharp.

"Cai'er."

"Long Haochen."

Cai'er's voice was confused, "I heard you were injured."

"Cai'er, I'm sorry... I broke my promise."

The moment he saw Cai'er, joy surged in Long Haochen's heart.

He was so immersed in this joy that he completely forgot about Feng Ling who was beside him.

Looking at the two people's nervous and selfless looks, Feng Ling shook her head slightly and sighed in her heart - men should not be kept when they grow up.

This little guy, Long Haochen, is really quick to act.

Yesterday I said I didn’t dare, but today I happily talked to Cai’er about it…

Feng Ling sighed softly.

This guy Long Haochen has to work hard.

I am fourteen years old now, which is just the right age to work hard to earn the bride price.

Fengling has a very direct personality.

She could see that Long Haochen liked Cai'er.

Since Long Haochen likes Cai'er, he should admit his feelings openly.

A real man should have the courage to admit his mistakes.

Feng Ling quietly closed the door, leaving space for the two young people.

When Long Haochen was unconscious before, she checked Long Haochen's body and found that Long Haochen was just weak and was not seriously injured.

Of course, closing the door doesn’t mean Feng Ling won’t secretly watch inside the room.

There was a hint of amusement in her eyes.