Rebirth My World Savior System

Zhang Bufang was stunned for a moment after hearing what Xiaomei said. Then he looked at Xiaomei in his heart and said, "Come and tell me, is there any way to save Lin Qinglu? I hope there is more? What do you mean?

Are you saying he can live again?"

Xiaomei nodded, then he touched his chin and thought for a while, ignoring Zhang Bufang. He seemed to be struggling with something, and the expression on his face was also a little uncertain.

"Tell me, you damn thing, just speak quickly and fart for me, and then there will be nothing else, right? Just tell me what you have to say, and tell me what price I have to pay to save Lin Qinglu,

I can pay whatever price I need. As long as I can save her, even if I sacrifice my own life, it's nothing. After all, one life pays for one. I should have taken those bullets, but now she took my place.

I have endured it, and I should repay him." Zhang Bufang roared anxiously in front of Xiaomei in his heart.

"Master, if you want to save Xiaomei, you must spend all your merit points. Do you know how many merit points you have now? You have three million merit points now. Three million merit points are enough.

You have exchanged a lot of things, which is enough to take your strength to several levels. Do you know? Are you sure you want to pay these three million merit points for this Lin Qinglu?" Xiaomei murmured after hesitating again.

Looking at Zhang Bufang, he said.

In fact, when she made this suggestion, Xiao Meixin already had some regrets. These three million merit points are enough to improve her master's strength by several levels, and it is enough to give her master a foothold after entering the world of cultivation.

The ground is gone.

But if it is used to treat Lin Qinglu, its owner will lose everything and have to start from scratch.

"There is still such a thing. If there is such a thing, it would be great. You can get it for me quickly. I don't need all these three million merit points. Please save her for me quickly. No merit points.

I can make more money, but I really can't afford to repay such a favor, and I can't do it without him." Zhang Bufang said to Xiaomei overjoyed.

Xiaomei sighed helplessly in her heart, and then he could only nod and said: "Okay, good master, I will treat you now. Now you put Lin Qinglu in the tent, let her lie down smoothly, and then put her

All her clothes were taken off."

Although Zhang Bufang was very sad, his mind was still clear. He was stunned when he heard that Xiaomei wanted to unbutton all Lin Qinglu's clothes. Then she said with some embarrassment, "Why do you want to undress all the clothes on Lin Qinglu?"

If all her clothes are unbuttoned and all her clothes are unbuttoned, how will the two of us face each other in the future?"

Xiaomei rolled his eyes and ignored Zhang Bufang. Then he thought in his heart that Zhang Bufang was really stupid. If he didn't untie Lin Qinglu's clothes, how would he get out those bullets?

?Oh my God, how could he be so stupid? How could I have such a stupid master?

Then Xiaomei thought of an intermediate method. He opened his mouth and said to Zhang Bufang: "Okay, just unbutton a few buttons of her clothes and expose the location of the bullet holes. There is no need to completely undress her clothes."

Take it off. Master, you can do this. I have never seen you so shy. What are you pretending to be here at this time?"

Zhang Bufang nodded quickly, and then he followed Xiaomei's request. He took off all Lin Qinglu's clothes, except for a shirt stained red with blood, and a shirt stained red with blood.

Red-stained long johns.

He used scissors to cut open all the places with bullet holes. Zhang Bufang still couldn't bear this look, so he walked out quickly. At the same time, he urged Xiaomei in his heart: "Give me treatment quickly."

Come on, get it done quickly."

Xiaomei nodded, and then he provided all Zhang Bufang's merit points to the system in exchange for Lin Qinglu's life. The bullet holes on Lin Qinglu's body who were lying in the tent actually began to heal slowly.

When the bullet holes were about to completely heal, all the bullets that had been shot into Lin Qinglu's body were ejected.

Then Lin Qinglu's complexion slowly turned from pale to rosy, and his complexion slowly returned to its normal state. In just ten minutes, Lin Qinglu's breathing became stable, and he looked like a normal person.

Yes, it's just the bloody clothes on his body that make him look a little scary.

It seemed to outsiders that if it weren't for her bloody clothes, they might not have known that Lin Qinglu had just experienced death.

After half an hour, Zhang Bufang became impatient with waiting. He hurriedly opened the tent and walked in. At the same time, he prayed in his heart that Lin Qinglu would wake up and be revived.

Unexpectedly, when he opened the tent, Lin Qinglu had just opened his eyes, and the two people's eyes looked at each other again. Lin Qinglu said in confusion: "Am I dreaming? Why did I meet Zhang here again?

Bu Fang? Am I not dead? Are you also dead, Zhang Bufang?"