They flew directly to the top of the tower, and the safety officers were stunned. Time was tight, so Tata and Ye He Zhuer had no time to explain, so they immediately took the elevator to the 70th floor.

Calculated like this, it actually took some time. Murong Lengqing's heart stopped beating for five or six minutes.

The heart stops beating for ten minutes, and it is absolutely impossible to save it.

The elevator was fast, and the old woman Tata arrived at the ward with He Zhu'er on her back. When Han Lang saw that He Zhu'er had really arrived, his face showed ecstasy.

"My pat, I hope the gods will forgive me for this crazy behavior." Tata began to pray.

He Zhu'er ignored her and sat next to Murong Lengqing's body, which was no longer warm.

"Accept this fact, as the third healing hero of the Southern Soul Power Association, can I still call living people dead?" said the middle-aged hero of the healing system.

"Don't talk." He Zhu'er said seriously.

"Hmph!" Xiao Anzhi curled his lips disdainfully.

He Zhu'er closed her eyes and placed her soft palm on Murong Lengqing's chest filled with dark matter. Soon an unusual milky white light lit up little by little. This color is the most ordinary light of healing white soul power, but it actually contains a deeper color, which is holy blue.

Everyone didn't speak, watching He Zhu'er be there.

He Zhu'er didn't move, and the divine light on her body became thicker and thicker. She felt that she was going to be transparent in this bright light.

As the dark matter was constantly dispersed, Murong Lengqing's withered heart gradually became fuller in the soft light liquid, gradually gaining a little vitality, and gradually having a little bit of beating.

Feng Zhoulong stood aside and heard Murong Lengqing's extremely weak pulse beating.

How could Xiao Anzhi be so shocked that he went forward unconsciously, his eyes protruding from his sockets.

The electrocardiogram has a little ups and downs, which shows that Murong Lengqing has a heartbeat, which is so weak that there is no difference from death. Generally speaking, people with this kind of heart rate beating will die at any time, but it also shows that people are alive.

"How can you underestimate our Patonian magic? Ah, what did I say in sin?" Tata said.

He Zhu'er then moved his hand away from Murong Lengqing's body, and a hint of fatigue appeared on her face.

It is quite depleting to force a person who has entered the gate of hell to return to this world. He Zhu'er's cultivation is not particularly high, and once he uses the magical technique, he will definitely be exhausted.

"She can only maintain her heartbeat in this state now. I have extended it a little bit." He Zhu'er turned around and said to everyone.

"Extension?" Murong Yan said dazedly.

"This is a very ancient dark withering. If the source of darkness can be blown out, the dark matter that has been lurking in Murong Lengqing will be dissipated. If the dark matter is driven away, her heart can slowly recover." He Zhu'er said seriously.

"What do you mean? I have been here for so long and have never heard of any dark matter or source of darkness. The curse system only has the idea that the curse caster will be defeated and the curse will be lifted." Xiao Anzhi immediately expressed his own point of view. No respected old healing hero would admit that his medical skills were not good, not to mention that the view proposed by He Zhuer was too outrageous.

"Old Xiao, don't be excited for now. I think this girl makes sense. The killer's dark ability is strange and special. It must be that he has some special dark source, similar to special soul power. His dark source is contagious, aggressive, and tracking. If he cannot destroy the dark source he controls, Presiding Judge Murong Lengqing will never be able to restore his vitality." Feng Zhoulong said.

"But the problem is that the killer is hiding in Yunzhou City. Don't you know how big Yunzhou is? The other party has succeeded. We have to find him again and find a needle in a haystack." Xiao Anzhi said.

Han Lang ignored Xiao Anzhi's negative thoughts, but asked He Zhuer: "If we find that killer and destroy his dark source, can you save Murong Lengqing?"

"Yes," But when He Zhu'er said this, she gently brushed Murong Lengqing's heart with her hand, as if she had grabbed something, and then put it on Han Lang's palm and said: "When all the petals wither, her life will pass away."

Han Lang then discovered that there was a flower plate condensed from dark matter in He Zhu'er's palm. The flower plate was printed on Han Lang's own palm. You could see a total of seven black petals on it, one of which had become very light.

Han Lang glanced at the black flower that seemed to dissipate with a breath, and then looked at the heartbroken Murong Yan.

After clenching his hands heavily, Han Lang hid the black flower in his angry fist and said, "I will definitely find that killer."

"Killer Hall, Bei Jiang, I really didn't expect that this person started to cause trouble again." Tata said.

"Do you know that killer?" Han Lang said in surprise.

"I have never seen the killer you mentioned before, but I had a trick with his colleagues in my early years. He was called the tombsman. The humble craftsman you are facing should be a rising star." Tata said.

"Then do you have a way to find him?" He Zhu'er said hurriedly.

Tata shook his head and said, "The four craftsmen of the Killer Hall have always been known for being elusive. Even if they find the old men from the Continental Soul Power Association, they still have no way to take the four craftsmen of the Killer Hall. The little girl has touched something that shouldn't be touched, otherwise she wouldn't be targeted by the craftsmen of the Killer Hall. However, I have a small suggestion, that is, don't waste time finding him out. There are not many people in this world who can dig out the hidden craftsmen, at least your country does not."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? What do you mean not to find him?" Xiao Anzhi said angrily.
Chapter completed!