Chapter 908: Being a thief has a weak heart

"What's wrong?" The old man asked.

"Master, my injuries haven't healed, or don't go." Qiu Mingxuan said with a sigh of relief.

"I know what you're worried about, I already know the reason for this, how can I let you be slandered again? The reason why I took you back to Xinghua is to seek justice for you! I heard that Gu Fenghua is already a holy cultivator of the Xinghua Temple, and in this matter, I will also let the Xinghua Temple give justice to our master and apprentice. The old man Tianquan said loudly.

It was just that Qiu Mingxuan had not been officially accepted as an apprentice before, but now that he had been included in the door wall, of course he would not see his apprentice being bullied again, and it was natural for him to stand out.

"Thank you, Master, for being my master!" Qiu Mingxuan was a thief, he really didn't want to return to Xinghua, but he knew the temperament of the old man Tianquan, as long as the words were closed, he would never change, so he could only pretend to be moved, and knelt down in front of the old man Tianquan again.

After taking the healing pill given by the old man Tianquan, he cleaned up briefly, and the master and apprentice came to the foot of the mountain.

Seeing Qiu Mingxuan, Ding Qinghe was slightly surprised, Qiu Mingxuan had gone to Xinghua Temple to practice and practice, he also had some impressions, he originally thought that this person had good qualifications, this time I heard that he fled without a fight in the Ten Directions Grand Ceremony, only to know how despicable this person's character is, he is a little strange, this kind of embarrassing thing, how can the old man Tianquan still stay by his side.

However, he was worried about Fang Shibo and Xie Huaiyuan's injuries, and he was not in the mood to take care of the family affairs of the old man Tianquan, and he was not qualified to take care of it, so after a few casual greetings, he led the two of them towards the Xinghua Temple.

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Gu Fenghua and the others ate and slept all the way, and after a few days, they returned to the Xinghua Temple.

"Senior Sister Gu, Senior Brother Xie, you're back!" As soon as he saw Gu Fenghua's figure, a group of young disciples guarding at the foot of Jialuo Mountain came forward.

"Are the hall master and Elder Xie better?" Gu Fenghua couldn't wait to ask.

Elder Xie has the grace of knowing her, Fang Shibo has an uncle and nephew relationship with her, these days, every time she thinks of the injuries of the two, she can't sleep and eat.

"Haven't woken up yet." Everyone shook their heads, all of them gloomy.

"Elder Ding went to invite Old Man Tianquan, haven't you come back yet?" Xie asked leisurely.

The crowd shook their heads again. However, such an answer made Xie Youran, Gu Fenghua and others slightly relieved.

Although Xie Youran took the initiative to ask Ying to ask Gu Fenghua for help, he didn't think that Gu Fenghua would definitely be stronger than the old man Tianquan, after all, the hall master and Elder Xie were injured by the magic weapon, but none of the people present could see what the magic weapon was, and if they wanted to heal their injuries, they needed extraordinary experience and knowledge.

Although he admired Gu Fenghua's talent and Danshu so much, when it came to experience and insight, how could a young man who was less than ten or twenty years old compare with an old man who had lived for thousands of years.

In fact, Gu Fenghua herself doesn't think that she is better than the old man, there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, this is not nonsense.

If the old man Tianquan had already come, but she couldn't do anything about the injuries of Fang Shibo and Xie Huaiyuan, she would probably be helpless. The old man Tianquan did not come, but there was still some hope.

Without delay, several people soon arrived at Shengjia Peak.

Seeing Fang Shibo and Xie Huaiyuan again, Gu Fenghua's nose was sour, and he almost burst into tears.

At this time, both of them had their eyes closed, lying under the sickbed, their faces were completely gray, even if they didn't need to probe with their minds, Gu Fenghua could feel that their vitality was constantly fading.