Among the several outer disciples, there is another person who is considered familiar.

Dingdong.

The fire seal scar on his left face was very obvious.

At this time, Dingdong was covered in blood, his chest was fluctuating weakly, as if he was dying.

Ling Luoyu finally understood why the Mojiao Qilin was so crazy!

It is protecting the Lord!

Ling Luoyu quickly stepped forward, checked Hu Gaofei, and finally felt relieved.

"fine!"

The injuries on Hu Gaofei's body were all flesh and blood.

Although it looks bloody, it is not fatal.

Ling Luoyu used a golden needle to cross the acupoint and followed the turbid air from his heart.

"Um!"

With a muffled groan, Hu Gaofei hummed in pain.

"Don't move!"

Ling Luoyu pressed him and stuffed a thousand vine orchid pill.

Hu Gaofei only saw clearly that it was her: "Third brother?! Why are you here?!"

"Second brother, why are you so seriously injured?!"

"We were practicing martial arts at that time... Later, someone bumped into this gable. I don't know what happened, and it collapsed directly! Before we could react, a black beast emerged from another place and knocked us in... I don't know what happened next!"

Hu Gaofei struggled to get up and looked around.

"Where are the other brothers?! How are they!?"

"More than 70 deaths, more than 50 injuries..."

"Where is Junior Brother Feng?!"

"He's fine, much better than you!"

Hu Gaofei's eyes fell on Dingdong.

"Huh?! This person is not from our Qiyun Sect? Who is he??"

Ling Luoyu's eyes were slightly darker, and he changed the topic: "You can take a look at those outer disciples first, I'll go see that person!"

Hu Gaofei responded and struggled to get up to check on the other people.

Ling Luoyu stood beside Dingdong, looked at him with his eyes down, and his heart trembled slightly.

His right hand was placed in his heart and a silver needle was inserted into his heart vein.

"He is protecting his heart?!"

I guess Dingdong is here, using his tricks to create a cave, then hide himself inside, and protects his heart with silver needles, keeps himself calm, so that his injuries can heal slowly.

And the Mojiao Qilin outside is his guardian beast.

Ling Luoyu has seen Ding Dong's cultivation level.

If he can hurt him so seriously, he must be a peerless master.

Ling Luoyu tried to rush to his pulse, and the pulse was weak and messy, and a stream of air that seemed to be invisible in his body, without any determination.

As he lowered his eyes, Ling Luoyu's eyes fixed on his left hand.

A trace of cloth is exposed at the edges and corners of fingers.

She moved her heart and carefully opened his fingers.

A ball of cloth covered in blood was exposed.

This is a corner of his outer robe, with a few words written in blood on it, which are crooked and unevenly used force.

Gu Lan hurt me, Mitian disappeared, and healed himself.

These words are concise and have obvious meanings. I don’t know if it’s left to someone.

But since it is left for someone, why do you have to close the hole with a blind eye?

Ling Luoyu looked at her eyes, her eyes flashing unstable.

"Gu Lan hurt me??! Is Gu Lan hurt him?"

Gu Lan and Mo Xuanchen are enemies. As the saying goes, the enemy's enemy is a friend.

Since Dingdong and Gu Lan are enemies, they are friends with her.

"Dingdong, although your face was hurt by me, I will save your life now... it can be regarded as repaying you..."

Ling Luoyu twisted the golden needle with his fingers and stabbed it into the Huize acupoint.

Who knew that the golden needle was shocked by an external force as soon as it reached the end.

"how so?!"
Chapter completed!