When the old doctor said this, his tone was very affirmative, and he was tantamount to issuing a notice to everyone that Wu Baisui was critically ill.

Wu is 100 years old, and he can't last a few minutes.

The power of this sentence is comparable to a bomb, and it made everyone at the scene tremble.

The thousands of people present were safe because of Wu Centennial's sworn protection. It was Wu Baisui who pulled them back from the hands of death again and again, Wu Baisui is everyone's patron saint and everyone's savior, who can watch Wu Baisui die in battle?

No one can accept this fact, and everyone doesn't want to believe that a person as powerful as Wu Baisui would die easily.

The whole scene fell into a suffocating heavy atmosphere.

Tang Zhenfeng's whole face turned white, his eyes were full of pain and regret, Wu Baisui saved them all, but he himself was going to die, this reality stimulated Tang Zhenfeng's heart and made him uncomfortable. At the same time, he regretted very much, if Wu Baisui died, it would not only be the loss of his Tang Zhenfeng family, not only the loss of the Wu family, but also the loss of the entire society.

Emperor Wu Qing listened to the old doctor's words, his body was almost unstable, there seemed to be something buzzing in his head, he couldn't bear the pain of losing a child, he couldn't do it for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person, he didn't believe that such an excellent son of his would be destroyed. For Wu Baisui, Emperor Wu Qing has infinite expectations, he Wu family, there was a Wu Lai, Wu Lai created the strongest myth, and became the most admired person in Emperor Wu Qing's heart. Now, Wu Baisui has become a miracle of the Wu family again, Wu Baisui has created a new peak, he has become the treasure of Emperor Wu Qing's heart, this kind of feeling is not enough to describe it in simple words, if Wu Baisui dies, it will dig the heart of Emperor Wu Qing.

In Xia Mohan's eyes, tears fell silently, she was far away from Wu Baisui, she was not qualified to stand by Wu Baisui's side, but her pain was no less than others, her heart seemed to have been broken into countless pieces, and she could no longer be complete.

Tang Ying's tears are also like pearls with broken threads, constantly rolling down, what she is most afraid of is about to happen, she is about to lose the person she cares about the most, this blow is too heavy and heavy, she can't bear it, she can't accept it.

She shook her head with empty eyes, and muttered like a lost soul: "Impossible, impossible, it is impossible for a hundred years old to die, he is not an ordinary person, his physical fitness is very extraordinary, he has the strongest strength, he can always create miracles, he will never die like this." ”

Knowing that Wu Baisui was seriously injured, and knowing that the old doctor's words would not be wrong, Tang Ying still wanted to convince herself that Wu Baisui would definitely create another miracle and live miraculously.

Other people also agree with Tang Ying's words, Wu Baisui is the embodiment of miracles, his body has the strongest ability to resist blows, no matter how many injuries he takes, he will not crush him, he can always turn evil into good fortune, he can always escape from death, he is enough to compete with death, death can't take him away.

Emperor Wu Qing was also suddenly awakened by Tang Ying's words, and he immediately said sharply to the old doctor: "No matter what, you hurry up and find a way for me, you must not let something happen to the hundred-year-old." ”

Emperor Wu Qing's tone was eager, his expression was excited, and he also began to believe that Wu Baisui would definitely live.

"Hundred, hundred, what's wrong with you?"

However, as soon as Emperor Wu Qing's words fell, Tang Ying suddenly burst into tears.

When Emperor Wu Qing heard this, he immediately turned his head to look at Wu Baisui.

Wu Baisui was still lying motionless on the ground, but his face was full of blood, and he was bleeding from all his orifices.

Seeing this, Emperor Wu Qingdi's heart trembled, his body was shaking, and his entire head exploded.

The others were also dumbfounded with horror, and everyone's complexion became quite ugly.

The old doctor didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately checked Wu Baisui's situation. After the examination, his whole body seemed to collapse, his face was pale, and he said weakly: "The pulse of the third young master has stopped, and the immortals can't save him." ”

Hearing this, the audience was suffocated.

All of them fell into the deepest despair.

Tang Ying couldn't cry even more.

"I can save him."

Just when the audience was sad and desperate, suddenly, a cold and calm voice came from outside the gate of the manor.

These words, to everyone present, are the sound of heaven.

All the people's faces changed in an instant, and everyone's gray eyes were lit with the light of hope.

After hearing this, Tang Ying directly stopped crying and looked at the gate of the manor. 120

The others also looked towards the door.

I saw that a young man in white clothes was slowly stepping across the gate of the manor and walking slowly towards this side.

This person, at first glance, looks like a weak scholar who came out of ancient times, with long black hair, a white brocade robe, and a delicate face.

But if you look closely, you find that his face is well-defined, his eyes are cold and sharp, his figure is tall and strong, and his steps are slightly rough, he is like an eagle in the dark night, cold and arrogant but domineering, and what he exudes independently is the strong majesty that looks down on the world.

He has his own aura, and the brilliance of the heavens and the earth seems to be moving slowly with his movements, and his whole person is like a king in the world, mighty and extraordinary.

The Wu family members who surrounded Wu Baisui unconsciously retreated, making way for this white-clothed young man.

The young man in white came to Wu Baisui completely unimpeded.

At this time, Emperor Wu Qing stood up, stood in front of the young man in white, and said cautiously: "Who are you, why should I believe you?" ”

The words of the young man in white just now really gave Emperor Wu Qing hope in his heart, but this person came from an unknown place, and Emperor Wu Qing did not know him, so naturally he would not trust him.

The expressions of the other people are also very complicated, no one knows this young man in white, but he is the only person who can save Wu Baisui, and everyone doesn't know what to think of him.

The young man in white glanced at Emperor Wu Qing lightly, and said coldly: "You can not believe me, but if I don't make a move, Wu Baisui will definitely die." ”

His voice was emotionless, and his expression was indifferent, he didn't intend to explain anything to Emperor Wu Qing, but his words hit the key point of Emperor Wu Qing.

Emperor Wu Qing naturally cares most about Wu Baisui's life, now Wu Baisui is basically close to death, if it drags on, Wu Baisui will definitely die completely, Wu Qingdi has no other choice but to choose to believe in this stranger, after all, only this person can give Wu Baisui a chance of life.

Without delay, Emperor Wu Qing immediately stepped aside and silently allowed the young man in white to treat Wu Baisui.

The young man in white approached Wu Baisui, and immediately, he squatted down and helped Wu Baisui's upper body up, and then he took out a silver needle from his body.

This silver needle is much thicker than the silver needle used in ordinary acupuncture, and it is very bright and smooth, exuding dazzling light. The people around here were caught off guard by it.

The white-clothed young man had no expression on his face, and he slowly inserted this thick silver needle into the center of the top of Wu Baisui's head.

After inserting the silver needle, the young man in white began to be lucky, and then, he slapped one hand into a palm and slapped it on Wu Baisui's chest.

Burst!

Wu Baisui was hit in the chest, and a mouthful of red and blackened pus blood immediately erupted from his mouth.

After spurting blood, Wu Baisui's eyelids moved slightly, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Seeing this, all the people present had their eyes lit up and were pleasantly surprised.

Emperor Wu Qingdi was also so excited that his heart was beating wildly.

Tang Ying was so shocked that she completely lost her soul, her tears were still surging, but these were tears of joy.

The young man in white pulled out the silver needle on the top of Wu Baisui's head, and then put Wu Baisui back on the ground, and then, he stood up and said lightly: "He is out of danger." ”

Hearing this, everyone instantly smiled and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Emperor Wu Qing also completely let go of his heart, and he immediately said gratefully to the young man in white: "Thank you for saving me, may I ask the name of the master?" ”

Emperor Wu Qing really thanked this white-clothed young man from the bottom of his heart, he didn't expect that a stranger would suddenly come to the Wu family and save the dying Wu Baisui, it was like a god falling from the sky and suddenly coming back to life. Emperor Wu Qing wanted to know what kind of sacredness this young man was.

The young man in white opened his lips lightly and said indifferently: "Tang Hansong." ”

As soon as he heard these three words, Tang Zhenfeng's eyes widened instantly, he immediately looked at the young man in white, and said in shock: "You are the legendary number one master in the history of the Tang family, Tang Hansong, the god of war of the Tang family?" ”