Chapter two hundred and six, recovery

Scar's reaction was swift. He didn't fall down after breaking his calf. Instead, with this inertia, his right arm quickly grabbed the head of the cold Nebula. The Cold Nebula sneered, thinking that this person was only so powerful, not so powerful, but I had clearly felt a sense of crisis from his body, how can be so easy to break his leg, may be I feel wrong, finally cold nebula analysis of the results.

Facing Scar's grasping arm, cold Nebula no longer blinked, his eyes congealed, his right arm muscles tensed, and he came out with a double whammy that hit Scar directly in the palm of his hand.

The smile on Scar's face froze as cold nebula's fist hit his palm. His double strike failed. The first hit was to break through, the second to penetrate, but his first gravity quickly dispersed and disappeared, the first one fails, and there is no second one. Cold Nebula was trying to figure out why his double strike had failed. Suddenly he felt something was wrong. A strange feeling came over his hand. But with his wealth of battle experience, he quickly drew back his arm and took a step back, his right hand was gone, and his wrist was dripping black blood toward the ground. Each drop of blood had burned a small hole in the ground.

Scar's leg was broken but he didn't give up. He touched it to the ground in pain. Then his left leg swung toward the cold Nebula, still holding onto it with his right hand, cold Nebula panic this time, the battle of life and death he has experienced a lot, he is not afraid of death, but this mutilation can be even more unbearable than death, left hand quickly grabbed his right wrist, dark green flame burning up, the wound on his right hand quickly burned, and the blood stopped under the green flame.

The Cold Nebula had no interest in a battle with the Scar, and now had no idea of scar's capabilities, no interest in a battle, saw the door, turned around and hit it, the wooden door could not withstand the cold Nebula's impact, they just burst through the door. What was unexpected was that there was no one at the door to block the cold Nebula, because there was no one at the door. The Cold Nebula ran out the way it came. On the way, some people from the refugee camp looked at the cold nebula curiously, cold Nebula ran out of the camp and saw the little boy, Scar's brother, at the door. Cold Nebula was angry, but he didn't want to hurt a child, just walked right out of there without talking to the kids.

The Cold Nebula sensed the movement behind it all the way, and didn't see Scar coming. It looked like Scar had a broken leg and was unable to move. He knew he couldn't catch up with the Cold Nebula and gave up.

"You are not dead? " said the little boy doubtfully, as if speaking of a very common little thing.

Cold Nebula is speechless, it seems that this scar has killed so many people, his brother knows all about it, Ishwar, cold Nebula remembers the name, go back and ask the general what the Hell is going on, he lost his investment in this investigation, and I lost a hand. Cold Nebula ignored the little boy and went straight to the general's house. Cold Nebula took off his coat and put it over his arm to cover up the wound on his right arm, moreover, this time I came here to investigate who assassinated the general, and the result is likely to be people inside the military department. If I were caught by the military department at this time, I'm afraid I would not be able to leave in one piece, now we must first get to the old general's house, cold Nebula thought to himself, the pace of his feet is getting faster and faster.

Not long after the cold Nebula had left, Scar pulled himself up against the wall, and the little boy stepped up and looked at Scar with concern.

"What's wrong with your leg, brother? " The little boy asked anxiously.

"It's okay. It's just broken. It'll just take a while. Just pack your things. We have to get out of here as soon as possible, " Scar said, smiling at the boy.

Scar's jaw would drop if cold nebula could see him now. The cold man had a soft side, too, but only his brother could see it.

"We just got here, " said the boy reluctantly. He had just arrived with his brother and was leaving again. He really wanted a safe home, even a refugee camp, which was home.

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Cold nebula smoothly back to the old general's office, the old general heard cold nebula back, immediately rushed over, looking at the cold Nebula less a hand is also quite shocked, did not think this investigation would be so dangerous.

"What's going on? " The old general frowned.

"first give me a quiet room, must not be disturbed, I want to heal. I will tell you the details later. " Cold Nebula said anxiously, he wanted to go to taka. There should be no one there now. But he thought it would be safer to be an old general. After getting along with him, he felt that he could be trusted.

The old general did not waste time either. He immediately ordered someone to arrange a training room for Leng Xingyun. The training room, which had been specially renovated, could withstand the impact of the dading technique, and its safety was very guaranteed, cold Nebula followed the old general's men to the training room only to find that the training room was indeed humanized, uh, even the bed was in the training room. The bed was also specially modified, in order to facilitate the practice of alchemy midway tired can rest with.

There is another reason why cold Nebula is not at war with Scar, that is, cold Nebula is anxious to heal, anxious to recover his right hand, the original cold Nebula's Vajra body recovery ability is not enough to achieve limb regeneration, but Cold Nebula had an idea in his mind that when he absorbed the drops of royal blood in the ruins of the misty forest, he had inadvertently refined his bones, and he became a great master, with the help of the refined bones and royal blood, he was able to give birth to fairy wings, and now there is still a little bit of royal blood left in the body of cold Nebula. Cold Nebula wondered if it could produce its right hand through the refined bones and this bit of blood power, although there is not much blood power left, but just a hand might actually work, this is cold nebula speculation, so eager to run back, to test his mind.

The Cold Nebula's work on the skeleton is already a great success. It is very easy to operate, and soon it goes round and round. Originally, this work would have been useless if it had been in ordinary times. It has no effect at all, but today, as soon as the bones moved, the abnormality of the right hand of the cold Nebula was naturally found. Under the deliberate control of the Cold Nebula, the method was used to reconstruct the bones of the cold Nebula's hand with the strength of the remaining royal blood, due to the small proportion of hand bones in the overall skeleton of the body, the strength of the remaining royal blood is still enough. The hand bones, which took some time to build up in the cold Nebula, are finally finished, followed by flesh and skin, each step is very slow, cold nebula once again experienced this kind of sour feeling, really painful and happy, now there is no problem, it is only a matter of time, the lost right hand will be restored, cold Nebula heart is also very lucky, fortunately the royal blood did not run out, otherwise they really become disabled, losing a hand is not important, their fighting ability is greatly affected, strength is the basis of everything.

Over the course of the night, cold Nebula's right hand was finally rebuilt. Cold Nebula tried to clench his fist and swing it a few times, and found no difference in strength or muscle strength, it was a perfect reconstruction, and the heart of the cold Nebula was set free.

It is already midnight now, and it is only afternoon when cold nebula comes back. No one has come to disturb cold nebula during this period of time. It seems that the old general has already ordered his men, and it is not convenient to find the old general at this midnight, cold Nebula simply lay down on the bed in the training room. It was a stone bed made of unknown materials. It did not feel hard to lie on it. If you press hard with your hands, you could easily make a hole, but the lifting of the hand was quickly restored, and the stone bed was still warm and comfortable.

Lying on the bed, cold Nebula recalled today's battle. It goes without saying that scar destroyed his right hand by what means. His right hand is naturally hard, cold Nebula believes it is impossible to destroy your right hand without a sound, even if you encounter someone of your own physical strength, and you do not feel the power of Scar's hand, cold Nebula thought in the heart, but still can not think of a reason, finally gave up, ready to ask the old general tomorrow, see if he knows what news, about this Ska, he said Ishwar is taboo, well, maybe the old general will know something.

There were only a few hours left before dawn, and the cold Nebula was fast asleep for a while. It was not true that the cold Nebula had something on its mind. Although the chamber saw no sunlight outside, the cold nebula woke up soon after dawn, cold Nebula out of the practice room to see a soldier in blue uniform is the practice room door stand guard, see cold nebula immediately to cold Nebula say hello.

"Mr. Cold Nebula, the general has been waiting for you, let me wait you out to take you to see him. " The soldier to cold Nebula very respect, although he did not know cold Nebula is who, but the old general so important person he did not dare neglect.