Before they could find it, Gu Fenghua bent down and stabbed Jasper in the heart. At the same time, he fed a holy pill into his mouth.

On the surface, it seems that there is nothing unusual about the gentle twisting of the needle, but it is not difficult to see with the eyesight of Lu Changsheng and others. The needle is deep and shallow, heavy and light, and there are hundreds of changes in the light of golden light.

With the golden needle infusing into his heart, Danli gradually melted away, and Jasper's face and heart soon recovered as usual, and his breath became long and long.

I didn't expect that Gu Fenghua not only had great strength, but also had such attainments in medical skills. When Lu Changsheng and others were surprised, their heart was finally put into practice.

"Fenghua..." half a quarter of an hour later, Gu Fenghua put away the gold needle. Jasper also opened his eyes and held Gu Fenghua's palm with trembling hands. Tears flashed in his eyes.

"Elder Zhan, you should have a good rest first. If you have anything to say, you can talk about it later." Gu Fenghua patted the back of his hand with his other hand and comforted him.

Although the little old man's life was safe after her emergency treatment, after all, he was too old. He was hurt a lot just now, and even more frightened. At this time, he was restless and should not be too excited.

"Let me, let me say it first, just say it." Said Jasper eagerly.

"Say it. Don't worry. Speak slowly." Gu Fenghua said.

"I can't let it sing any more. It can really kill people." Jasper choked, and two lines of old tears finally burst into his eyes.

"..." Gu Fenghua's forehead also suddenly put up a few black lines.

Well, I blame the old man wrongly. Others are not scared this time, but hurt by the evil voice of the Dang soul.

It's no wonder that with the singing of the little cheap flowers, even their young people are full of Qi and blood, and their hearts and souls are turbulent, not to mention the old people who are already short of Qi and blood and weak spirits! It's not easy for Jasper to hold on till now!

"You can't let it sing any more. It's going to be dead. It's going to be dead." Until he was helped into the sect by several young disciples, Jasper mumbled to himself with tears on his face.

Well, you can't let cheap sing easily. Gu Fenghua's mind, involuntarily reverberated from the cheap that hundred and thousands of "moving" song, only feel scalp bursts of numbness, so secretly remind yourself.

Seeing Lu Changsheng and others leave, Gu Fenghua and others return to Xuangang sect accompanied by Fang Tianyou.

Gu Fenghua was right. Lu Changsheng didn't want to kill all the disciples of the Canyang sect. At this time, he went to the Canyang sect mainly to appease them. He was worried that the young master would make too much publicity and say something inappropriate to cause unnecessary disputes, so he specially stayed.

"By the way, Fenghua, did you almost draw your sword just now?" On the way, ye colorless and dignified asked.

Although Gu Fenghua did not pull out his sword completely, they still felt that it was frightening and even could not help but submit to the powerful pressure of worship.

"Well." Gu Fenghua nodded.

"Well, there won't be any trouble, will there?" Ye colorless then asked.

Lorne and the white fat man came forward with a worried look on their face.

"It's OK. It should be OK." Gu Fenghua said.

As the sword returns to its sheath, the uneasy intuition gradually disappears. It seems that there won't be any trouble.

"That's good." Ye colorless and lornen and others are long relieved.

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