Chapter 923

Gu Fenghua gave a proud smile and didn't want to argue with him. Previously, she knew that she was unable to cure Fang Shibo and Xie Huaiyuan. She could only place her hope on Tianquan old man, which is why she tolerated him in every way. Now that she has a way, and the old man is obviously poor, she certainly won't give him any face.

"OK, OK, today I'll show you my true skill of Tianquan old man." Tianquan old man trembled with anger and made his fingerprints again.

Unfortunately, at this time, he did not have much holy spirit left. He suffered internal injury. Gu Fenghua was even more impetuous. He only made a few fingerprints, and his face changed, and his hands were stiff at the same time. In front of him, the rune, which has not yet been condensed, suddenly burst open.

Tianquan old man snorted and flew out again.

All around, there was a cry of surprise, and panic appeared in everyone's eyes. I'm not worried about Tianquan old man, but about the Lord.

"The Lord is OK." Gu Fenghua holds the pulse of the Expo and says to everyone.

Such results, she expected. She has long seen that Tianquan old man is at the end of his life, and it is impossible to finish this set of fingerprints. However, she has performed this set of fingerprints in her mind several times before, and she can also feel that the fingerprints are extremely mysterious. Even if she fails, it will only hurt the signer himself and do no harm to others. Otherwise, she dare not stimulate him like this. Even if you don't care about Tianquan's life or death, you have to think about your uncle's safety, don't you?

After listening to Gu Fenghua's words and seeing that the Lord of the temple was really no different, everyone was relieved.

"Master Tianquan, do you want to try again?" Gu Fenghua looks at Tianquan old man sitting in the corner with a smile.

Seeing her joking smile, Tianquan felt as if he had been slapped on his face with a loud slap. He was full of anger and stood up. However, before he said a word, he puffed out a piece of blood mist.

"I'm not good at learning. I can't do anything about this injury." It was not easy to force the old blood down. Tianquan held the wall and gritted his teeth.

After a series of failures, he finally came to realize that the more he insisted, the more he lost face. Instead of losing his last old face, it's better to stop early, at least aboveboard. Of course, even if he wanted to insist, he couldn't do it. If it wasn't for supporting the wall, he couldn't even stand steadily at this time.

"Since it can't be cured, it's time to fulfill the promise and expel Qiu Mingxuan from the school." Gu Fenghua smiles and looks coldly at Qiu Mingxuan.

Because Qiu Mingxuan didn't fight and fled, they almost fell short. In the end, the ninth Prince gambled on his life, and they fought against each other. Only in this way can they turn the tide and win the final victory.

Gu Fenghua hated this kind of unrighteous person. If he disappeared, Gu Fenghua would not waste his time on him. Who would have thought that he would dare to show up and strike back. Gu Fenghua could never let him go.

Hearing Gu Fenghua's words, Tianquan's face suddenly changed.

When Gu Fenghua made the offer earlier, because he didn't want to talk with her, so as not to fall into her "treacherous scheme", he agreed without much thought. In fact, he didn't think about his failure at all. If Gu Fenghua hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten it.