The beginning of the chapter--> Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a healer inside hurriedly come out and look at them all with a solemn expression: "Oh no, Yuanqing Zhenjun's situation is getting worse and worse, I'm afraid it won't last long."

Hearing this, all the peak masters couldn't sit still one by one, and walked inside one after another.

And here, in the teleportation array of the sect, after a light flashed, Feng Jiu, Murong Yixuan, and the black-clothed guard appeared in the formation.

"Senior Brother Murong! You're back, quick, go see Yuan Qing Zhenjun, he's dying! The disciple who was ordered to guard the teleportation array saw him and hurriedly spoke, but when he saw that he had also brought a son dressed in red, he couldn't help but be stunned.

As soon as Murong Yixuan heard this, he immediately held Feng Jiu's hand who was looking around, and directly took her sword and went straight to the main peak.

Seeing this, Feng Jiu glanced at it and withdrew his hand.

And Murong Yixuan reacted and glanced at her apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm just too worried."

"Hmm." She answered, looking at the mist-filled peak in front of her, faintly revealed, and the aura of spiritual power that was even richer than the eight empires came to her face, and she couldn't help but praise it secretly in her heart.

Sure enough, it's a good place.

And on the top of a hill in this Huaxian Sect, an old man in gray was drinking wine, and when he looked up, he saw a star in the sky flashing, he laughed and whispered: "Here, Fengxing is here......"

When he arrived at the main peak, Murong Yixuan went straight to the cave mansion: "Master!" Rush inside.

And the people who heard the voice looked back, and when they saw him coming in, they set aside a way and let him go to the bedside inside.

"Master!" When he saw that the whole person of the master on the bed was revealing a dead black and purple color, Murong Yi's heart trembled, and he hurriedly turned around to find Feng Jiu.

"Don't look for it, I'm here." Feng Jiu, who had appeared at the head of the bed at some point, said without raising her head, she looked at the old man lying on the bed, a little surprised.

However, when everyone looked at this young man who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, wearing a red robe and obviously not from their sect, but arrived here, and squeezed into the young man standing at the head of the bed in front of them, all the peak masters looked at each other freely.

Who is this young man? Why did it pop up all of a sudden?

When they saw the young man in red standing beside the bed to check on Yuan Qing Zhenjun on the bed, they were about to ask, when they heard the young man's voice come out unhurriedly.

"Untie your master's shirt and have someone take a basin of water for bloodletting." Feng Jiu took out the silver needle from the space and commanded while disinfecting it with fire.

"Black Wind, fetch a basin of water!" Murong Yixuan shouted to the outside world, and without saying a word, he unbuttoned his master's shirt, and when he saw a black and purple handprint on his master's chest, his heart couldn't help but sink.

The black-clothed guard outside quickly brought a basin of water and set it aside, and then retreated silently.

The door master and the peak masters saw that Feng Jiu showed out the silver needle as if it was about to be pierced, and immediately, one of them shouted: "Wait a minute!" But who knows, he has already shouted, but the young man in red didn't even pause, and took the silver needle and pierced into several big points of Yuan Qing Zhenjun's body, seeing that he was stunned and a little annoyed.

He was about to step forward, but was stopped by Murong Yixuan.

"Door master, peak masters, this is the one I specially invited to help my master detoxify, please don't disturb her." End of chapter content --> remember after reading it: easy to read next time, or.