Chapter 149: The Crazy Prince of Ink
"How's it going, are you feeling better?"
A heavenly voice came.
Mo Chengtian looked at Ling Tian, at this moment, he felt that he had become better.
"Hmm." Hiding the anger in his heart, Mo Chengtian smiled and nodded.
Even if he only has a pair of eyes left at this moment, he can faintly see from these eyes full of warmth that Mo Chengtian, who is not disfigured, is definitely a beautiful man who is as warm as jade.
"If nothing else, your wounds will heal in five days. Bandages or something, you don't need it. Now, we're ready to fix our faces. But before you can fix it, you have to remove the mask from your face. ”
After Ling Tian finished speaking, Mo Chengtian looked at the expressionless vicious guard standing beside his bed.
When he saw the corners of the other party's slightly raised lips, the cold hairs on his whole body stood up in an instant.
"I'll take this mask myself."
The damn guard would have hurt him like that with a bandage, not to mention that the mask had been burned on his face three months ago.
Without any intermediate process, an iron mask that was burned red was put on the face, and the facial features were completely destroyed, and now the flesh and blood must have been tightly adhered to the mask for a long time.
He would rather take it down himself in pain than let this demon take it down for him in front of Tian'er's sister.
If this person later played some tricks to make him faint directly from pain, wouldn't he completely lose his face?
"No, no, you don't have to take the ...... yourself"
"Uhhh
"Hmm......"
"Hiss ——!!!"
Before Ling Tian could finish his words, he saw Mo Chengtian raise his hand to clasp the mask on his face, and then the spiritual power in his hand skyrocketed, and with the sound of steel and flesh tearing apart, Mo Chengtian just let out a muffled snort that was extremely patient.
What followed was the sound of Ling Tian gasping for a toothache.
I'm a god!
I tore the mask off like this!
Looking at Mo Chengtian, who couldn't stop trembling, his face was covered with blood, and he couldn't see his appearance at all, and the full flesh and skin tissue in the mask that kept dripping blood, Ling Tian's eyes were about to fall out.
Hurriedly gave Mo Chengtian, who was trembling all over, a face repair pill, and after seeing that his eyes, which were almost dilated by pain, began to gather luster again, and the trembling of his body was not so violent, he said angrily:
"Brother Chengtian, why are your hands so fast? Why didn't you tear the mask without listening to anyone? For fear that you will hurt, I also specially found castor grass to anesthetize you. As long as you take castor grass, your whole face will be paralyzed, and it won't hurt when you take the mask. ”
Mo Chengtian's originally trembling body was suddenly stunned, and he glared at the initiator on the side.
It's this hateful man, the way he looked at himself just now, it was clear: If you don't dare to take it yourself, I'll help you get it.
Because he was afraid that he would do him bad again, he moved quickly and did not give anyone any chance.