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Chapter 1770

Except for Yang Hao, the remaining five Taoist priests in the Tianshi Mansion were all frightened. They had no right or wrong and controlled me and Dong'er.

Dong'er turned his head anxiously and looked at me: "Brother Pi, what should I do, what should I do?"

"It's okay, Yun Xiaozi can't kill us!"

Since I used fire virtue to eliminate the golden evil, I firmly believe that my fire virtue can completely resist the golden evil in the air.

"Fellow Daoist Yunxiaozi, have you heard that Pi Jianqing said you can't kill him, hurry up, kill him, let us go!"

"It's embarrassing!" Yang Hao could no longer bear to see, so he ran over quickly, reached out and grabbed a disciple's shoulder, and was about to pull him away.

"Go away!"

The disciple pushed Yun Xiaozi overthrew and cursed loudly, "Even Pi Jianqing, if Pi Jianqing hadn't asked us to wait here, our brothers wouldn't have died!"

The disciple who was holding me shouted loudly.

As soon as the disciple's voice fell, another gust of wind blew through us and blew over the five of us.

When the wind blew on me, I could clearly feel a wave entering my body, but soon, the sharpness was dissolved by the fire virtue in my body.

when!

Almost the moment the wind blew over, I heard the bell in Dong'er's hand make a crisp sound, obviously hit by the sharp air. I don't know what material the bell is made of, but the sharp air just left a scratch on the surface of the bell.

"Hahaha, Pi Jianqing was cut, we can live, we can live!"

Feeling the wind blowing by the five people, there was a look of excitement on their faces, and they shouted excitedly.

"Did you cut it?"

Dong'er was also shocked by the man's call, and subconsciously turned his head to look at me. After seeing me shaking my head at myself, Dong'er then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Who was cut?"

I pointed at the Taoist priests who were holding us, and there was a trace of thin and long red blood on their chests, but these Taoist priests did not notice it.

"You, you, are you okay?"

A Taoist priest who grabbed my arm stretched out his hand and pushed me. Seeing that I was not doing anything, there was a hint of confusion in his eyes. At the same time, he said with some fear: "You haven't been cut, who has been cut?"

"You can look at your own chests!" Dong'er reminded him cruelly.

Hearing Dong'er's words, the five Taoist priests looked down at their chests. When they saw the red marks cracked on their chests, they all widened their eyes and did not dare to move.

"Director, save me, save us!"

"Yes, Tianyi, I know you can stitch our wounds. We are wrong. Can you save us?"

"I don't want to die, I still want to live!"

These people stood there and did not dare to move because they knew that as long as they moved, their bodies would fall down and they would be in a sure way to die.

These people are still struggling dyingly, putting all their hopes on me and asking me to help them sew the wounds.

I was familiar with it. I was able to sew the wounds on their surface, but I couldn't sew the wounds in their bodies. Their organs and bones had been cut open, and there was no cure.
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