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Chapter 422: Miserable, Miserable, Miserable!

Moved

People moved

Feng Jingyun opened her eyes wide and looked at Luo Qingfeng in disbelief.

No, I really saved her life.

Is she really more powerful than Gu Zhen, a third-grade alchemist?

But those elixirs at the auction some time ago were only first-rate.

"Alive, alive, alive"

Among the onlookers, someone didn't know who screamed incoherently.

The others swallowed hard and felt uneasy, thinking that they were all on Gu Zhen's side just now.

Just now, they all spoke for Gu Zhen, and no one helped the alchemist.

My dear mother

He is really better than the alchemist Gu Zhen

It's miserable, it's miserable, it's miserable

Seeing someone making some movement, Gu Zhen's disdainful expression froze.

Impossible how is it possible

The face of the Suzaku Messenger was already ashen and could not be more ugly.

Luo Wuyou has been standing aside, as if the whole thing has nothing to do with her.

What she cares about is the heart of the tree of life, and what she wants is the heart of the tree of life.

Luo Qingfeng noticed the slight movement, and was neither happy nor proud, but continued to feed him the remaining mountain and lake spiritual springs.

She didn't put the bottle away until he drank the whole bottle.

Then he squeezed out the juice from a few spiritual fruits and fed them all to him. Finally, he took out a few pills and stuffed them all into his mouth.

The induction force explored his body, and then she nodded with satisfaction.

Not bad, the trauma is much better now

Now it's an internal injury, and it's certainly not that easy to treat internal injuries.

But that's it.

Luo Qingfeng took out the silver needle, hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and looked around.

"Prince Eleven, please help me."

Feng Jingyun was stunned until he heard her voice and came back to his senses.

"Okay." He immediately squatted down and took the silver needle.

This move was nothing at first, but if Feng Jingyun did it, it would be a big deal.

Everyone began to speculate as to who the injured person was, and why Prince Eleven would be so nervous that he would personally help him.

They didn't know that Feng Jingyun would help not because of the injured person, but because of Luo Qingfeng

Luo Qingfeng opened the clothes of the man on the ground, revealing his chest full of blood. However, all the scars on his body had disappeared.

Seeing this scene, everyone exclaimed in their hearts.

The trauma has healed

Awesome

He did what even the third-grade alchemist Gu Zhen couldn't do.

This does not mean that he is more powerful than Gu Zhen

Gu Zhen's complexion became worse and worse, and his whole person became stiff.

She actually cured people

Feeling the scorching gazes from all around, Luo Qingfeng picked up a silver needle and quickly inserted it into the acupuncture point on the opponent's body.

Immediately afterwards, she picked up the second and third sticks

Each silver needle fell quickly and accurately. Before long, the man's body, face, head, and even arms were covered with silver needles.

The body is covered with silver needles, which looks a bit scary.

But if you look closely, you can see that the man's breathing gradually became heavier and became smoother.

The quick injection technique made the onlookers gasp in amazement.

So skilled, he must be a master

I really made a mistake

After everything was completed, Luo Qingfeng once again used his senses to explore the man's body.

There was a bit more smile on the face covered by the black robe.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it"

At this moment, Gu Zhen suddenly became excited, squatted down, and penetrated the man's body with his senses.

However, every time he probed, his expression became more ugly.

How is it possible

This is impossible


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