Around the surroundings, there was a dead silence, and the air became extremely cold, and silent sorrow gradually spread.
Looking at Ye Wuse's still pale face and feeling his passing vitality, Luo Enen and the fat white man's eyes were filled with despair. They held his cold hand tightly, but said nothing.
Gu Fenghua has done her best. Her mood will never be much better than them. They don’t want to put any pressure on her anymore.
"No, I must save him, and I must not let Ye Wuse die!" Gu Fenghua gritted his teeth, let out a silent roar in his heart, and made another handprint.
A faint white mist appeared outside her body again, and was injected into Ye Huicai's meridians along a series of golden needles.
This is...but this time, in this white mist, Luo Enen and others clearly felt a completely different aura. The power of the holy source is actually the power of the holy source!
"Fenghua, stop, stop!" Luo Enen and the fat white man exclaimed at the same time.
The power of the Holy Source is the foundation of the saint's cultivation. It's not a big deal to use it occasionally. Even if you burn it occasionally, you can find a way to remedy it. However, at this time, the power of the Holy Source is nothing along with the golden needles.
The retained flow into Ye Wuse's meridians. If it takes a little longer, it will cause great damage to Gu Fenghua and even destroy her Holy Spirit roots.
For a saint in the realm of the Heavenly Saint, destroying the Holy Spirit Root is tantamount to commit suicide! Not to mention whether Gu Fenghua can save Ye Wuse by doing this, even if they can save it, they must not see Gu Fenghua like this.
Destroy yourself.
"Fenghua, there must be other solutions. Let's think about it again, there must be other solutions." Knowing that it would be difficult for Gu Fenghua to change once he made a decision, the fat white man calmed down and advised earnestly.
"Yes, there must be other ways. If Wusei is sober, he will definitely not let you do this." Luo Enen also advised.
But Gu Fenghua was unmoved, with a firm expression and continued to make handprints.
If it weren't for saving her, how could Ye Wuse be so injured? No matter how much the price she paid, she would have to save Ye Wuse!
As the power of the holy source continued to pass, in the Pure Land of Spiritual Heart, the two innate Holy Spirit roots that had grown into towering trees quickly withered, and even the Pure Land of Spiritual Heart gradually dried up, and cracks appeared in the crisscrossing fields.
However, Gu Fenghua still did not hesitate at all.
As long as Ye Wuse can be saved, she will never complain even if she destroys the Holy Spirit roots.
"Sect Master, don't forget the instructions of Sect Master Mo. If you have a few shortcomings, what should we do if we have a Fen Tian Sect?" Seeing that Fatty Bai and Luo Enen could not persuade Gu Fenghua, Yu Boqian knelt down on the ground with a pounce.
Gu Fenghua hesitated for a moment. In order to help them escape, Mo Tianxing also paid the price of his life. He entrusted the Fentian Sect to her at the time of his death. If she died like this, how could she be worthy of Mo Tianxing's painstaking efforts.
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But, was it really like this that Ye Wuse died? Gu Fenghua clenched his fists, his nails pierced deeply into the flesh, and a bloodshot was seeping out, but he was completely unaware of it.
"Fenghua, stop." Suddenly, Ye Wuse opened his eyes and said.
"Wu Se, you're fine!" Fatty white man and Luo Enen shouted in surprise. But immediately, they found that they were a little happy too early. Ye Wu Se, who had just opened his eyes, had a rosy complexion and a clear divine light in his eyes.
When you bloom, you can't see any fatigue. This is definitely not the look you should have when you recover from a serious injury, but a sign of the reflection of the light.