It can be said that it is the ability to prolong life and prolong life. The Changchun Immortal Medical Sutra is better than the true interpretation of martial arts.

"How many disciples have died."

Ji Wushuang's voice trembled slightly.

"I just counted it. There were thirty-two people."

Ruolan also said with a sad expression.

Before, she saw Ji Wushuang and others unblocked, and she thought they could all survive.

Now it seems that she took it too much.

The young junior sister in the Qi Refining Period is weak, how can she withstand the passing of hundreds of years?

"Thirty-two people."

Ji Wushuang closed her eyes tightly, as if she was calming her huge sorrow. After a while, she opened her eyes and looked at Ding Ling who was still busy:

"He is Ding Ling in your mouth, that peerless hero? The master who saved us from Shuihuo?"

"Yes."

Ruolan forced herself to lift her spirits, tried hard to suppress her sadness, and said:

"Ding Ling is extremely powerful. He knows a lot of magic and techniques, but he has cultivated it to the level of magical success. When I first met him, I thought he was just a young man who knew nothing, and later..."

Ruolan explained in detail the whole story of how to meet Ding Ling.

Speaking of Ding Ling's palm, he shook away Shangguan Moyun, the protector of the Demon Sect, and Ji Wushuang's expression became solemn.
Chapter completed!