C919 First Grade Martial Master(part Ii)

Under the milky white light, Lin Hao's injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The flesh on his bloody flesh was expanding crazily. In just a few seconds, the wounds on Lin Hao's body had basically disappeared, except for the blood that soaked his white clothes. No one would have thought that Lin Hao had been tortured by a thousand cuts just now