Just when the voices of many people whispering in the dark ancient cave were heard, a burst of red and blue light began to flash alternately in the corner.

Red is like hot magma, and blue is like icy frost.

When everyone looked intently, there was envy, amazement, and disbelief.

After the grand ceremony of the Xiaoyao Sect, everyone knew that among the back disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, there was a darling who was loved by thousands of people.

Like the delicate flowers raised in the greenhouse, she is beautiful, so beautiful that it is difficult to breathe.

She has many things that others don't have, and enjoys heights that others can't touch even if they struggle all their lives.

In the eyes of admirers, she is a fairy on the horizon.

In the eyes of those who envy, she is the pride of the sect.

In the eyes of others, she is just a beautiful vase.

But at this moment, no one thinks about those inconsequential things anymore.

She is really beautiful and charming when she concentrates on the things in hand.

Drops of sweat dripped from her forehead, and beads of sweat blurred her eyes as her fair cheeks flowed down to her delicate collarbones, but she still didn't even blink her eyes.

She stubbornly applied the silver needle in her hand, stubbornly pulling back the struggling life from Hades' hands.

Nine curved silver needles, yin and yang poles, scorching like magma, cold as frost.

If it is used as a weapon, the Jiuqu Silver Needle can only be listed as an immortal weapon, but thousands of years ago, people with a heart confidently included it in the ranks of artifacts.

Because the effect of the divine needle is never used to kill!

Few people can survive the scorching and cold torment of the nine-curved silver needle, until the last moment. The nine-curved silver needle will not be taken lightly.

One pole is made of dark iron that has fallen into magma and forged for thousands of years, and the other pole is made of 10,000-year-old cold iron that has been frozen hundreds of feet down.

The scorching and cold that remained on the silver needle alone was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

However, the cold and the cold poles. But it is the best acupuncture prescription in the world.

Guo'er couldn't help but hold her breath, and at this moment, Jasmine's body was already covered with those silver needles that emitted cold and heat.

The two lights flickered alternately, and Mu Yanran, who looked serious and stubborn, carefully and boldly pinched the silver needles one by one.

After thinking for a moment, and after entrusting Poria to Yi Junxiao, who didn't know why, Mo Kongjing walked quickly to Guo'er's side.

"Do you have a handkerchief?"

"Ah, don't you?" After subconsciously raising her head and finding that the person who came was Senior Sister Yanran's best friend, Guo'er immediately lowered her head and looked for it on her waist.

"That kind of thing that only have. How could I have. Mo Kongjing said with a disdainful expression, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the shocked Guo'er handkerchief handed over.

"Thank you." Moved away without being salty, just when Mo Kongjing raised his hand. Guo'er asked in confusion: "Aren't you a girl?" ”

His hand stiffened, and Mo Kongjing, who had completely forgotten his gender problem, folded his handkerchief casually, and carefully wiped the beads of sweat on Mu Yanran's forehead.

Although clumsy. But as long as you don't let the sweat beads get into your eyes, you'll be fine, right?

I can feel who that cold breath belongs to. Mu Yanran, who was silent, concentrated on acupuncture, and Yueyi, who was also worried about this, still did not forget to study while being nervous.

Gradually, Jasmine, who was already angry and hanging by a thread, gradually had thoughts, and her white fingers bent lightly a few times.

After Mu Yanran tiredly took all the silver needles on Jasmine's body, Jasmine's face, which was originally ugly, regained a little ruddy incredibly.

Accepted the nine-song silver needle silently, and looked at Shangguo'er's surprised eyes, Mu Yanran shook her head helplessly and said with a wry smile: "Her illness was brought out of her mother's womb." After so many years of healing, I really can't go back. ”

After saying this. Guo'er's face was really a lot uglier, and she lowered her head gloomily so that people couldn't see the emotions in her eyes clearly, and after a while, she raised her head with a smile and said: "Senior sister, Sister Jasmine's body is already at the end of the strong crossbow, Senior Sister can cheer Sister Jasmine again, Guo'er is already very grateful." It's just that I wonder how long Sister Jasmine can last now? ”

Everyone around them was silent, and soon they all returned to their own affairs.

It's just that everyone present silently made a note in their hearts, this chief disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect is absolutely extraordinary, and it is also a real ability to bring back a person who should have died.

Jasmine, who was still asleep, had gradually warmed up, and her fingers were slowly moving, apparently her consciousness would come back soon.

Guo'er's expectant eyes longed for an accurate answer, although she was optimistic, but anyone could see the deep sisterhood between her and Jasmine, how painful Jasmine was, how uncomfortable she was.

But the disease brought out of the mother's womb has not been cured for so many years, how can it be that Mu Yanran can be saved with a few small silver needles?

Jasmine, who is already terminally ill, even if the Yun Mo Ling Patriarch is alive, I am afraid that she has no way to return to heaven.

"I've done my best, and it's up to her how long she can last." Lowering her eyes sadly, Mu Yanran tried her best to make her voice sound kinder.

"That's the case, anyway, thank you sister for saving your life." Her eyes dimmed a little, and soon, Guo'er cheered up again, smiled lightly, and ran to Jasmine's side to take care of her.

"Guo'er, you're really strong." smiled with satisfaction, and after discovering Yueyi's expression of wanting to speak and stopping, Mu Yanran just looked away disapprovingly, and didn't give him a chance to speak.

Using a nine-curved silver needle to forcibly wake up a person who should have left a long time ago is indeed a disobedience to the six realms of reincarnation.

However, seeing Guo'er's pleading eyes, she always wanted to do something for her, even if it was just for a few days.

found that Mu Yanran just lowered her eyes with relief and secretly hid her gloom. Yue Yi sighed imperceptibly, the road of cultivating immortals was originally against the sky, so didn't it add a sum of evil for no reason?

"Huh, don't be busy talking, come and see Poria cocos, this girl doesn't know what she's talking about since just now." With a long exhale, Mo Kongjing, who had returned to Poria at some point, raised his hand to summon the two of them over.

After seeing Yi Jun laughing, Mu Yanran opened her mouth in surprise and called, "Yi Daoyou? After discovering the Ethereal Peak Immortal Suit on Yi Junxiao's body, she was slightly stunned, and after smiling at each other, she put her hand on the head of the muttering Poria cocos.

"It's hot." Quickly withdrew her hand, and Mu Yanran frowned slightly.

Poria's face has turned pale at some point, but her forehead is hot and frightening.

Her body struggled in panic, as if she had seen what she was most frightened and afraid of.

This was the first time they had seen Poria scared like this.

With her eyes closed and unconscious, she seemed to be alone in the face of a nightmare, a nightmare that made her honestly afraid of sleeping.

"No, don't! Don't kill my mother, don't! Daddy, save your mother! ”

Poria who sat up abruptly startled the three of them, and there was no emotion in the empty eyes she opened, and after shouting that sentence in horror, she fell unconscious again, unconscious.

(To be continued.) )