It was amazing. The injury on Qiu Ling's leg had obviously healed. Her broken muscles had returned to normal, but now it seemed that it was just a minor injury. No one could tell that it had been penetrated by a bullet.
"I said it's all right. Maybe you don't have to carry me anymore," Qiu Ling said, turning her head.
Zhou Lin could tell from Qiu Ling's injury that she was actually a potential superpower holder. However, she didn't work hard in this aspect. Maybe her injury was a big progress or she would make progress if she got more injuries. But Zhou Lin wouldn't allow such things to happen.
"I have an idea, but I don't know if you agree..." Zhou Lin said. He gathered the ice cold energy between his hands and drew a line in the air. Then he used the droplets of water that were conden
