Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

Charlie slowly woke up. He felt an emptiness in his body. The energy that was originally full had disappeared. The energy that belonged to the Fallen Angel. It had disappeared. He even moved his body. He would feel incomparable pain.    

    

All of his limbs and bones were seriously injured!    

    

That damned Chinese...    

    

Wu Lai's face flashed in Charlie's mind, and then his body trembled. More than that, he was filled with fear.    

    

That kind of strength, that kind of strength that made him powerless, that strength that made him feel ashamed of his inferiority... He couldn't figure out how Wu Lai had done it, and how he had cultivated it. All these years, he had been cultivating bitterly in the Fallen Angel. He had obtained the inheritance of the Fallen Angel after walking out of the secluded prison. Why was it that he couldn't even withstand a single blow from Wu Lai? Even the strength of the Fallen Angel that he was so proud of was completely crippled.    

    

He was unwilling to accept this!    

    

"Master!"    

    

At this moment, the members of the Fallen Angel saw that Charlie had woken up. Each and every one of them had a pleasantly surprised expression on their faces.    

    

"Is it over?" Charlie wanted to move, but after struggling for a while, he chose to give up.    

    

"Master, don't move. Your injuries are too serious."    

    

"Have those Chinese left?" Charlie said slowly. Then, he felt that his question was very stupid. If the Chinese didn't leave, what could they do? He was afraid that his servants wouldn't dare to show their faces.    

    

"En, they left three hours ago. They didn't take you away."    

    

"Un..." Charlie looked at the scorching sun in the sky and narrowed his eyes. His eyes were exceptionally empty.    

    

Suddenly, he laughed bitterly.    

    

He understood why he was able to survive and why he could still talk to his subordinates.    

    

It wasn't because Wu Lai showed mercy, but because the Chinese wanted him to despair.    

    

He was just a cripple now, an existence that could even bully his own servants, an existence that didn't even have the ability to move, let alone the peak of his cultivation path.    

    

With his current physical condition, he would rather die like this.    

    

Thinking of this, he suddenly opened his mouth and fiercely bit down!    

    

"Principal Superior!"    

    

Following a few hurried shouts, his mouth was restricted by someone.    

    

His servant could not watch him die just like that.    

    

"Let go, let me die" Charlie stared at them, but none of them dodged.    

    

"Principal Superior! The twelve masters will definitely help you when you get back! When the time comes, you can still recover! Principal Superior, you must persist! You must live!"    

    

" That's right, Principal Superior! "    

    

Charlie's eyes were filled with despair. He shook his head helplessly. He no longer believed in himself. His pride, his confidence, everything he had was destroyed when he met Wu Lai.    

    

"Since he wants to die, let him die. I, Lucifer, do not have such a useless subordinate." Suddenly, a gloomy voice entered everyone's ears.    

    

Lucifer!    

    

In an instant, their eyes were all focused on the sky!    

    

There was a pitch-black man with six huge black wings on his back, floating in the air. His face was pale as he looked coldly at Charlie who was on the ground. "Can't you bear such a small setback? Since you want to die, I will grant you death. "    

    

After saying that, a long black sword appeared in Lucifer's hand and was about to fall down.