"Is the injury important?" Gu Fenghua walked towards the other group of saints and asked while taking out the healing pill.
Next to him, Luo Enen and others had already taken the holy pill by themselves.
From the first day of the trial, Gu Fenghua knew that the risk of this trial was more than he expected, so he squeezed out some time every day to refine the healing pill. Now everyone in the team has a lot of people in their bodies.
Unless the holy pill is too serious, she no longer needs to worry about it.
"Thank you for helping me. Haven't you asked me about my name?" A saint master took the holy pill and asked gratefully.
After all, there are thousands of people participating in the Wuji Trial this time, not everyone knows Gu Fenghua. They entered the Netherworld Sand Sea a little late, and did not see Tang Junhou leading people to besiege Gu Fenghua, but in the end they made a fuss.
The scene of being beaten up by Luo Enen and others was beaten up by the senior sister only out of respect for Gu Fenghua.
"You have to be polite, my name is Gu Fenghua." Gu Fenghua said generously. But these saints in front of her were still unwilling to leave her at the critical moment of life and death, which made her very appreciate it.
"Gu Fenghua!" The eyes of the saints on the opposite side showed surprise in their eyes, their hands trembled, and they almost fell to the ground even the healing pill.
"You know me?" Gu Fenghua asked strangely.
The grudge between her and Tang Junhou is known to everyone. It is not surprising that these people know her name, but they are not surprised that they are so surprised, right?
"You really don't recognize me anymore?" The young saint in charge looked directly at Gu Fenghua, with a bit of loneliness in his eyes.
He has always regarded Gu Fenghua as his mortal enemy. This time, even though he knew that the Netherworld Sand Sea was full of dangers, he still participated in the trial without hesitation. The biggest reason was to improve his strength and avenge him. However, Gu Fenghua, who was regarded as his mortal enemy, was regarded as his mortal enemy.
I didn't recognize who he was.
Although the yellow sand is swaying, as long as she pays a little attention, she should be able to recognize who she is, right? The reason why she didn't recognize her only means that she didn't take herself seriously at all and had long forgotten her completely.
He didn't know whether it was luck or misfortune, and an unspeakable sense of loss surged in his heart.
"Are you?" Gu Fenghua looked at him carefully, and then realized that he looked familiar.
The young master smiled bitterly and wiped away the fine sand that was stuck to his face by sweat.
"Luo Changfeng!" Gu Fenghua looked at the angular face in surprise, and finally remembered who this person was.
When Guanghua Temple came to Xinghua Temple to provoke, it repeatedly injured many Xinghua Holy Cultivators. Fortunately, they arrived in time and severely injured two other saints without any hesitation. They were so scared that they never dared to take action. In the end, they fell into ruin.
She certainly won't forget this matter if she escapes.
And Luo Changfeng is one of the two Guanghua holy cultivators who were severely injured by her.
No one knows better than her that she was doing it. Logically speaking, the two Guanghua Shengjings should have been completely destroyed and even suffered from lifelong disability. How could they appear in front of her again and still run around and jump around.
Participating in the Wuji Trial? This is the reason why Gu Fenghua didn't take him seriously and even recognized him when he met.
"I encountered some opportunities and someone helped me heal my injury." Luo Changfeng saw that Gu Fenghua was puzzled and said briefly.
This sentence sounds like nonsense. If the injury did not heal, he would not have appeared here. However, Gu Fenghua still heard some implicit meaning. His injuries were not cured by the people of Guanghua Temple, otherwise he would have
He would not say the word "opportunity", but he was unwilling to say more, or the person had a special identity and could not say more.