Jevrevin moved his neck with difficulty and looked around weakly.

The ground was falling full of gravel, and many strange-shaped black fragments, and there were many fragmented and uneven tentacles in the distance.

Half of his finger fell from the wall with a snap, firmly attracting Jevrevan's attention.

Judging from the color and size, I am afraid it is part of my new body!

Jevrevin gritted his teeth and felt the severe pain from the base of his limbs and the quietly flowing liquid in his stomach, and couldn't help but start talking to himself.

"This start is a bit unfriendly. No wonder the little coward in the soul space is so weak! It seems that if you don't think of some solutions, you will be back to the embrace of the god of death soon."

Jevrevin frowned in pain and became a little distressed.

"What should I do now? I am afraid I can't save myself, so I think I can't help myself. It seems that I can only ask for help from the little thing that the little coward has been falsely seeking favors for the past few days."

Jevrevan tried hard to turn his blood-stained neck, trying to find the last straw.

Unfortunately, Jevrevan looked around hard for a week but couldn't find any trace of the little thing.

Jevrevin carefully felt his weak vitality, but his weakness did not stop. There was a warm current that came from nowhere quietly blocking the arrival of the god of death.

Jevrevin quietly raised the corners of his mouth, opened his slightly crooked mouth with all his might, and shouted.

"Help! Come and help! I'm about to die. Is there anyone? If there is one, please respond."

Jevrevan determined that the little thing was nearby, but he didn't know what state he was in, so he didn't come and rush to see his movements.

"Yevre, what's your name? I'm lying in the pile of stones not far from you."

A crisp, weak voice came from a mess of gravel pile just five or sixty feet away from Jevrevin.

"Damn it, the bastard dumpling, I even exploded before I died, which made me almost unable to protect myself."

"Yevre, how are you doing now! I have been using my vitality to maintain your injuries. Is it touched or excited? If I hadn't paid a huge price, you little guy would have died long ago."

The weak Leas did not forget to brag about his contributions at this time, and tried to keep on trying to use his royal servant xǐ    nǎo.

"You servant, you must remember your merits, be grateful and don't have any trouble at will. Look at how much trouble you have caused to me in the past few days. Fortunately, I am kind-hearted, otherwise you will have died several times."

"Come here to take a look. I feel that my situation is a bit worrying now! It seems that I will die at any time. My body cannot move, and my blood has not stopped, and it is flowing all the time!"

When Jevrevan heard these boasted words, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and his lips curled up higher. He quickly explained his miserable situation and tried to attract Leas immediately.

"Huh? Yevre, why do you speak a little weird intonation? Is it too hurt and you're confused?"

"Forget it, I looked very miserable when I protected you before. Now I have experienced a close impact. I guess you are so miserable that you are so unconscious that you are too lazy to care."

Suddenly, a buzzing sound floated from the pile of gravels, but the weak Leas flapped his wings and floated in the air, carefully looking at the servant's miserable appearance.

"Tsk tsk, Jevre, you are so terrible now, it's really hard to describe it! It's like a ragged ball, with no hands or feet, a hole in the stomach, and the internal organs are clearly visible. The light blue blood on this ground is really enough."

Leas was full of gloating, but he felt a little scared, just a little bit short of it.

Fortunately, I still have some reserves of my vitality, otherwise I will really return to darkness.

"Don't watch the fun there without thinking that the matter is serious. Think of a solution quickly. If this continues, I will have no life to hang out with you."

Jevrevin glanced at the six-legged monster as big as an index finger not far from above his head, and quickly sought help from a life-saving straw.

"Okay, don't be afraid if you haven't died, you will recover. I'm looking for your scattered hands and feet before talking. If you can still splice it, you can at least save some recovery resources."

Before he finished speaking, the little six-legged monster, who was a little glad, looked around carefully, and did not miss any corner of the devastated pit.

Unfortunately, after a moment, Leas shook his head helplessly and whispered to Jevrevin who was full of expectations.

"Hey! Forget it, your broken hands and feet are so broken that you are too lazy to waste time. I'd better find you a strong prey and have a good meal, so your hands and feet will grow out."

When Jevrevin heard this, he couldn't help but feel happy and murmured in his heart.

"Damn, you can recover with a full meal? It seems that the recovery ability of this little coward is really perverted. Although his start is very bad, the benefits are still OK!"

"As a chef, once you have all your limbs, you have to have a big meal and have a full meal, that's not an easy task."

Jevrevan, who has always been a little bit talkative, is really happy for himself!

This powerful healing ability is the guarantee of life!

At least I will not die easily because of a car accident. At least I can stay in the hospital for emergency treatment.

"Yevre, I will help you stop the blood first, and then you will lie quietly for a while, and I will catch you a prey."

Leas comforted the servant who had laughed for no reason, and waved his wrists and feet lightly, accompanied by a few short sacrifices, a white light appeared on Jevrevan's wound.

Jevrevan felt the wounds all over his body were a little cool, like a cold drink during the summer days, and then there was no movement of blood flowing.

"Not to mention, this six-legged little monster is really good. No wonder Xiaoqiemo has been talking to himself in the soul space these days!"

"You must learn this trick. When you have the opportunity to return to Earth, you can get rich easily. Compared with this method, the magical doctor's skill is a world of difference."

Jevrevan, who has a little nerves and a little weird brain circuit, is actually planning a future of nothingness.

"Thank you! This is a magical way to stop bleeding! You can do it first. If you don't have any bleeding, I won't be so worried about my life. I have to ask you to catch the prey. I am really grateful. Once I recover, I promise to be rewarded."

Jevrevin, who had nothing, felt deeply that hope was right in front of him, and he couldn't help but overestimate his ability to guarantee it.

I don’t even urinate and show off my current embarrassment!
Chapter completed!