Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor Chapter 1771: Fengxing is here

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As I was thinking, I heard a healer inside hurried out, looking at them all with a solemn expression: "No, the situation of True Monarch Yuan Qing is getting worse, I'm afraid it won't last long."

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

In this place, at the Zongmen's teleportation formation, after a ray of light flashed, Feng Jiu, Murong Yixuan and the black guard appeared in the formation.

"Senior Brother Murong! You are coming back, hurry, go and see Zhenjun Yuanqing, he is going to die soon!" The disciple who was ordered to stay at the teleportation formation saw him and said quickly, but saw that he had brought one with him. The young man dressed in red came and was startled.

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

Seeing this, Feng Jiu glanced and pulled his hand back.

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

"Yeah." She replied, watching the cloud-filled peaks faintly exposed in front of her, and the spirit power aura stronger than the eight empires rushed to her face, and she couldn't help but give a secret compliment.

It really is a good place.

On a hill of Huaxianzong, an old man in grey clothes was drinking wine. He glanced up and saw a star in the sky flashing, he hehe smiled and muttered Whispered: "Here, Fengxing is here..."

At the main peak, Murong Yixuan went straight to the cave house: "Master!" rushed into it quickly.

The people who heard the sound looked back and saw him coming in, then stepped aside to let him go to the bedside inside.

"Master!" Murong Yi's heart trembled when he saw that the master on the bed was full of dead black and purple, and he hurriedly turned his head to look for Feng Jiu.

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

Of course, everyone looked at this sudden emergence, dressed in a red robe, obviously not a person from their sect, but arrived here, and they didn’t know when they squeezed into the young man standing in front of them. None of the peak masters looked at each other freely.

Who is this boy? Why did it suddenly come out?

When they saw the boy in red standing next to the bed and inspecting Zhenjun Yuanqing on the bed, they were about to ask, and they listened to the boy's voice unhurriedly.

"Untie your master's coat and let someone take a basin for bleeding." Feng Jiu took out the silver needle from the space, disinfected it with fire, and ordered it.

"Black wind, get the water basin!" Murong Yixuan shouted, and he unbuttoned his master's shirt without saying a word. When he saw the black and purple handprint on his chest, he couldn't help but His heart sank.

The black-clothed guard outside quickly brought a basin to set aside, and then quietly stepped back.

The sect master and the peak masters saw that Feng Jiu showed that the silver needle was about to be pierced. Immediately, one of them yelled: "Wait a minute!" But who knows, he has already screamed, the boy in red. But without a pause, he took the silver needle and plunged into several large holes in Zhenjun Yuan Qing's body. He stared at him, a little annoyed.

He was about to step forward when he was stopped by Murong Yixuan.

"Sect master, fellow peak masters, this is someone I specially invited to help my master detoxify, please don't disturb her."