Before they could find it, Gu Fenghua had already bent down and pierced Zhan Shibo's heart with a needle, and at the same time fed a holy pill into his mouth.
The golden needle was twisted gently, and it seemed nothing strange on the surface, but it was not difficult to see with the eyes of Lu Changsheng and others. The golden needle was sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, and a faint golden light appeared.
It actually contains hundreds of changes.
The gentle holy energy, as the golden needle injected into the heart vein, gradually dissipated, and James's face and heartbeat quickly returned to normal, and his breathing became long and long.
Unexpectedly, Gu Fenghua not only had extraordinary strength, but also had such attainments in medical skills. Lu Changsheng and others were surprised, and their hearts hanging high finally came to fruition.
"Fenghua..." Half a quarter of an hour later, Gu Fenghua put away the golden needle, and Zhan Shibai also opened his eyes, and held Gu Fenghua's palm tightly with his trembling hands, and tears flashed in his eyes.
"Elder Zhan, you have a good rest first and you will say something later." Gu Fenghua patted the back of his hand with his other hand and said comfortingly.
Although after her emergency treatment, the old man was alive, he was too old after all, and was very injured just now, and he was even more scared. He was restless at this time and should not be too excited.
"Let me, let me say first, just say something." James Bo said anxiously.
"Then you tell me, don't worry, just say it slowly." Gu Fenghua said.
"I can't let it sing anymore, I can't let it sing anymore. It can really kill people." James Bo said choked, and two lines of old tears finally burst out from his eyes.
"..." Gu Fenghua's forehead suddenly raised several black lines.
Well, I blamed this old man for wrongly. Others were not scared this time, but were harmed by the sound of the devilish soul-scam.
It’s no wonder that the little kids sing together, even the young people are turbulent in their hearts, not to mention that this kind of old man who is already inadequate in their qi and blood and weak in their souls! It’s not easy for Jen Sibo to persevere until now.
"I can't let it sing anymore. It's going to die, it's going to die." Until several young disciples helped enter the sect, Zhan Shibo still had tears on his face and muttered to himself with lingering fear.
Well, I can’t let Jianjian sing easily. Gu Fenghua couldn’t help but echo the “moving” songs of Jianjian singing thousands of times, and I felt my scalp numb, so I secretly reminded myself.
Watching Lu Changsheng and others leave, Gu Fenghua and others also returned to Xuangang Sect with Fang Tianyou.
Gu Fenghua was right, and Lu Changsheng did not think of capturing all the disciples of Canyang Sect in one go. At this time, he went to Canyang Sect to appease him. He was worried that the young sect leader would be too arrogant and would say something inappropriate to cause unnecessary disputes.
So he was specially kept.
"By the way, Fenghua, did you almost draw your sword just now?" Ye Wuse asked with a serious expression on the way.
Although Gu Fenghua did not completely draw out the long sword, they still felt the powerful pressure that was terrifying and could not help but surrender to it and worship it.
"Yes." Gu Fenghua nodded.
"Then, there will be no trouble, right?" Ye Wuse continued to ask.
Luo Enen and the fat white guy came over, with a look of worry.
"Fortunately, nothing should be wrong." Gu Fenghua said.
As the sword returned to the sheath, the extremely uneasy intuition gradually disappeared, and it seemed that there would be no trouble.
"That's good." Ye Wuse, Luo Enen and others breathed a sigh of relief.