This situation was discovered immediately by An Jiusheng, who had been paying attention to her.
His expression changed drastically, and he quickly reached out to hold her in his arms.
But you don't know it, but when you look at the person in his arms, his face is as pale as a sheet of paper, and he's as angry as a thread.
"What's wrong with her?"
The calmness in his eyes was gone, replaced by panic.
Seeing this, Master Zhang did not dare to hesitate and strode over, but with just one glance, he seemed to have seen something extraordinary. His face was extremely ugly, "Did she use forbidden magic?"
An Jiusheng's heart skipped a beat and he whispered, "According to what she said, it is the secret method of Lingyin Sect. Is there any problem?"
This is a big problem!
Master Zhang secretly sighed and said angrily, "This is simply asking for death!"
Hearing the last two words, An Jiusheng was startled, and the color on his face faded, "She..."
"She used the soul-burning technique."
The Soul Burning Technique, as the name suggests, is to burn the soul and forcibly stimulate the spiritual energy in the body. In the process, it will generate huge attack power, but once the technique ends, the damage to the person is irreversible.
"Can it be cured?"
An Jiusheng's face became colder and colder, and there was a trace of undetectable trembling in his low tone.
Zhang Zhenren shook his head and said helplessly, "I can only try my best."
"please!"
Hearing this, An Jiusheng saluted him solemnly. As arrogant as he was, this was the first time he bowed to others.
But at this moment, there was no trace of unwillingness in his heart. The only thing left was worry about Shi Huan.
Zhang Zhenren nodded, regardless of the simplicity of the place, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, signaling An Jiusheng to place Shi Huan in front of him.
Generally speaking, if two people come from the same practice, the healing effect will be greatly enhanced.
However, Master Zhang was from a side lineage of Lingyin and had no right to learn the main sect's inner strength and mental methods. Therefore, when he suddenly sent spiritual energy to Shi Huan, he felt a bit repulsive.
When she felt the resistance arising from her body, Zhang Zhenren's expression became solemn and she continued to increase the intensity of the delivery.
But things didn't go as planned. The moment he strengthened his spiritual energy, Shi Huan, who had already passed out, frowned, and a trace of pain flashed across his delicate features.
The next moment, the spiritual energy in his body surged suddenly and rushed towards Master Zhang.
"puff!"
Caught off guard, all the spiritual power in his body was counterattacked. Master Zhang quickly retracted his hand, but blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Zhenmao, are you okay?"
An Jiusheng was always paying attention to their situation. Upon seeing this, he immediately stepped forward to support Shi Huan and asked in a low voice.
Zhang Zhenren opened his eyes tiredly, and a trace of shock quietly slipped through his eyes, "It's so... No wonder he was targeted by Luo Haoqin as soon as he came here. It's difficult for someone with such a physique..."
He didn't say the last sentence clearly, which made An Jiusheng frown, "What did you say?"
When he interrupted his thoughts, Master Zhang suddenly came back to his senses and said with shame, "It's nothing, it's just that I am incompetent, I'm afraid I can't help my nephew."
"How is it possible? If you don't have spiritual power, how could you not save her?"
Unconsciously, she held Shi Huan's shoulders tightly, and anxiety suddenly appeared on An Jiusheng's handsome face.
Master Zhang sighed, "My spiritual power is low. If it weren't for Senior Brother Qingyu, I would have become an ordinary person long ago..."
Speaking of this, his face looked a little sad.
But this is indeed the case. If you have the chance to step into Xuanmen, who is willing to give up this opportunity easily?
But his talent was mediocre, and no matter what methods he tried, he could not go any further, otherwise he would not have been bullied to this extent by a junior like Luo Haoqin.
"That's it!"
As if he had figured something out, he smiled bitterly, "If it weren't for Senior Brother Qingyu, I wouldn't be where I am now. Now is the time for me to repay my kindness."
After he finished speaking, facing An Jiusheng's puzzled expression, he suddenly pierced his heart, and a drop of blood suddenly gushes out, but it did not fall to the ground. Instead, it floated in the air with a special wave.
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Under the light, the blood looked even more monstrous.
Before An Jiusheng could react to what he was going to do, the spiritual power, wrapped in blood, had arrived in front of Shi Huan's eyebrows.
After taking out the heart blood, Zhang Zhenren's breath suddenly became weak.
But there was still one last step to take, so he could only hold on to his body, tighten his palms, and forcefully drive the blood droplets into Shi Huan's body.
After doing all this, he laughed miserably and lowered his eyes tiredly.
At the same time, Shi Huan blinked his eyelashes slightly and let out a soft hum.
"How are you doing?"
An Jiusheng quickly lowered his head and looked at her with concern.
Shi Huan felt a splitting headache. She raised her hand with great effort, but the next moment, it was held by a big hand.
Feeling the warmth in her palms, she opened her eyes slightly, and what came into view was the blood in An Jiusheng's eyes.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she forced a smile, "You..."
"Are you OK?"
But An Jiusheng didn't give her a chance to speak at all, and spoke in an unusually soft and authentic voice.
He was obviously full of concern, but Shi Huan shuddered unconsciously.
She always feels like something is wrong?
"Of course I'm fine."
As usual, she pursed her lips, trying to get rid of the matter.
But An Jiusheng chuckled lightly, with a bit of paranoia and coldness in his eyes, "I almost died here, is that what you said is okay?"
Shi Huan's expression froze and he tried to struggle, "It's not as serious as you said, so I just..."
"Shut up!"
Interrupting her harshly, An Jiusheng's straight tone had a hint of sternness, "Is it because I indulge you too much in normal times, which makes you so willful? Shi Huan, do you really think I'm very stubborn?"
Are you done?"
I have never seen him so angry before. Shi Huan's face turned pale, and his heart suddenly tightened, "I just don't want anything to happen to you."
The situation at that time was urgent. If she didn't use the forbidden technique, both of them would die here.
But it was okay that she didn't explain. As soon as she explained, An Jiusheng suddenly felt helpless.
Yes, if it weren't for him, Shi Huan wouldn't take the risk!
Now that things have happened, what qualifications does he have to blame her and not take his own life seriously?
Here, the atmosphere between the two people was tense.
Behind him, Master Zhang could not hold himself up any longer and broke out into a violent cough.
Shi Huan turned around in shock, only to see that the spiritual light on his body was flickering, and there were signs of his spiritual energy being exhausted.
She was stunned for a while, and then hurried forward, "Uncle Zhang, what's wrong with you?"
It was clear that Luo Haoqin had escaped before she fell into coma, so why did Zhang Zhenzhen suffer such serious injuries?
All kinds of confusions flashed through his mind one by one, until when he felt the full spiritual energy in his Dantian, an ominous premonition flashed in Shi Huan's heart.
She raised her head and looked at An Jiusheng as if asking for help, but found that the other person had turned his head away unbearably.