1776 Chapter 1776 Fengxing Is Here

Just thinking about it, I heard a doctor inside hurried out and looked at them all with a solemn expression: "No, the situation of Yuanqing Zhenjun is getting worse, I'm afraid it won't last long.? Eight? One Chinese? w≤w≤w≤．≤8＝1≈z≈w≠．≥com”

Hearing this, all the peak masters couldn't sit still and walked inside one after another.

And here, in the teleportation formation of the sect, after a ray of light flashed, Feng Jiu, Murong Yixuan and the black-clothed guard appeared in the formation.

"Senior Brother Murong! You're back, hurry up, go see Zhenjun Yuanqing, he's dying!" The disciple who was instructed to guard the teleportation formation said quickly when he saw him, but saw that he also brought a man dressed in The young man in red came, and couldn't help but startled.

As soon as Murong Yixuan heard this, he immediately took Feng Jiu's hand, who was looking around, and walked straight to the main peak with her sword.

Seeing this, Feng Jiu glanced at it and drew back her hand.

And Murong Yixuan reacted and glanced at her apologetically, "Sorry, I'm just too worried."

"Yeah." She replied, looking at the cloud-filled peak ahead faintly revealing, and the aura of spiritual power that was stronger than the eight empires was blowing toward her face, and she couldn't help but praise.

Really good place.

On the top of a mountain in Huaxian Sect, an old man in gray clothes was drinking wine. He glanced up and saw a star flashing in the sky. He laughed and murmured: " Here, Feng Xing is here..."

When they reached the main peak, Murong Yixuan went straight to the cave: "Master!" He quickly rushed inside.

The people who heard the voice looked back and saw him coming in, so they backed away to let him go to the bedside inside.

"Master!" Murong Yi's heart trembled when he saw that the master on the bed was black and purple, and he hurriedly turned around to look for Feng Jiu.

"Don't look for it, I'm here." Feng Jiu, who had appeared at the head of the bed for some time, said without raising her head. She looked at the old man lying on the bed, a little surprised.

Of course, everyone saw this sudden appearance, dressed in red robes, obviously not from their sect, but came here, and when they did not know when they squeezed in front of them and stood at the head of the bed, the peak masters They all looked at each other freely.

Who is this boy? Why did it suddenly appear?

When they saw the boy in red standing by the bed to check on Zhenjun Yuanqing who was on the bed, they were about to ask when they heard the boy's voice come out unhurriedly.

"Take off your master's shirt and let someone get a water basin for bloodletting." Feng Jiu took out the silver needle from the space, and ordered while disinfecting it with fire.

"Heifeng, bring the water basin!" Murong Yixuan shouted to the outside world, and without saying a word, he unbuttoned his master's shirt. When he saw the black and purple handprint on his master's chest, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken. Shen.

The black-clothed guard outside quickly brought the water basin and set it aside, then silently retreated.

The sect master and the other peak masters seemed to be about to pierce the silver needle when Feng Jiu showed it. Immediately, one of them shouted: "Wait a minute!" But who knows, he has already shouted, but the red-clothed boy is stunned. There was nothing at all, and he took the silver needle and plunged it into several large holes in Zhenjun Yuanqing's body.

He was about to go forward when he was stopped by Murong Yixuan.

"Sect Master, Peak Masters, this is the one I specially invited to help my master detoxify, please don't disturb her."