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Obviously hesitating

"Luyun!" In front of him, Chen Wanqiao had already arrived at the gate of the Sect Master's Hall, shouted sadly, and staggered up.

"Sect Master, you are back." Then there were a few old voices, but there was no joy in them, only endless sadness.

"A few elders, please forgive me for being incompetent, Master Chen, please forgive me for being incompetent. I have done my best." Another old man said lightly.

"Master Sun, please think of a way to save Luo Yun. As long as Luo Yun is safe and sound, my Fengyun Sword Sect will repay you with all your strength. As long as the master speaks, my Fengyun Sword Sect will do everything." Chen Wanqiao choked up and said, " Said.

"Zheng Master Chen, it's not that I refuse to save me, but that I am really powerless." said the old man called Master Sun.

"Can we just watch Luo Yun die before us?" Another old man said tremblingly, and he heard his voice crying, and he should be one of the elders of Fengyun Sword Sect.

"If you really die like this, maybe it might be a good thing." Master Sun said.

"Why did Master Sun say this?" Chen Wanqiao was filled with grief, and couldn't help but get angry when he said this.

"The soul of Master Chen is gradually dissipating, but it will not be fatal for a while. There should be a chance to wake up. However, if the soul is so weak, it will inevitably lead to damage to the mind. When you wake up, your mind will be in chaos and fall into a madness. "Master Sun said.

"Ah...ah...don't kill me, please don't kill me, help me, mother, help me..." At this moment, a young voice sounded, full of panic. Even if I didn't see myself Gu Fenghua could even imagine his crying and horror.

But immediately, the sound came to an abrupt end, and it was obvious that Chen Wanqiao and others had their meridians controlled.

"Master Sun..." Chen Wanqiao shouted, his voice full of anxiety and grief.

"Master Chen, you don't need to say anything." Before Chen Wanqiao finished speaking, he was interrupted by Master Sun. "Lingzhang was injured too much, his soul was damaged and his mind was greatly damaged. He would definitely fall into madness. No matter how he said it, he would be the same. The best way for a strong man in the realm of the Heavenly Saint to retain his last dignity is to cut off his heart veins by yourself!"

"What!" Chen Wanqiao was shocked.

"Is there really no other way?" an elder also asked in a trembling voice.

"As a solution, there is no way." Master Sun said in contemplation.

"What's the solution?" the elder asked immediately.

Master Sun was speechless for a while, obviously hesitating about something.

"Master Sun, as long as there is a glimmer of opportunity, we will never give up. If there is any difficulty, you can just say it clearly. As long as I, Fengyun Sword Sect, can do my best," Chen Wanqiao added.

"Since that's the case, I'll tell you clearly. There is another way, which is to use the thirteen needles of the Ghost Gate secretly taught by my Sun family to pierce his sea of ​​consciousness, recognize him completely, and find a way to treat him before awakening him. .It’s just that my Sun family’s Thirteen Needles are too resistant to the sky. Once used, I will damage my vitality. So…” Master Sun said with a sigh.

"So you need a lot of treasures to restore your vitality. Of course, these treasures cannot be made by yourself, and you cannot work hard for nothing, right?" He said before he could finish his words at the door. Gu Fenghua's sarcastic voice sounded.


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