Everyone can feel his madness.

Feel his heartfelt joy.

His father fell into a trap and was designed to kill the fallen leaf disciples.

The man who killed his father had one of the second floors of artistic conception and three of the first floors of artistic conception.

And, in Lingzhi's feelings, it is just a layer of artistic conception.

When he is decayed, when everyone is worried.

1. This boy suddenly heard his father's death.

At this moment, he should be called a man and a man.

He was guarding outside the enemy, waiting for his father-killing enemy to leave the base camp, waiting for the opportunity, like a poisonous snake, he would never give up until he killed his enemy.

Even his enemies who killed their father had never thought that they would never crawl if they could threaten them.

But once it was done.

He did it.

He killed these people, and held the head of the strongest, and came back!

This is the one who has a little stubbornness, a little cuteness, a little unyielding and tenaciousness!

Blood overflowed from Yi's body because of his crazy laughter.

But I couldn't feel any pain.

Even if he dies now, he will have no regrets!

Or, with his injuries, he has indeed reached the extreme.

If it weren't for the existence of the teleportation array, he would never have returned to the Luoye Sect.

And Ling Zhi and the others are not gods, they can know everything that happens within this vast range.

If possible, they would have brought it back long ago.

"Ling Zhi, Sect Master, Elders..." Pei Ningrui held Yi's hand tightly, looked up at Ling Zhi and the others.

"Please, save him quickly, his breath is getting weaker and weaker."

Her spiritual power was sent into her mouth.

At this moment, Pei Ningrui simply transformed the medicinal power and used his mouth directly to reach the mouth of Zheng

Help him detoxify the medicinal power and recover his injuries.

Zhou Xuanqing frowned. Not only him, but all his expressions were heavy.

They could see that the elixirs taken out by Ling Zhi were of high level.

They knew Ling Zhi's level of alchemy, so they also understood that this must have been refined by him personally, and the fifth-level alchemy master is already one of the top alchemists in Xuanzhou.

If Ling Zhi had no choice, they would be even more helpless.

"Second Elder, what kind of spiritual objects can be saved in the sect treasure house?" Zhou Xuanqing spoke, looking anxious.

After one retreat and coming out again, he learned that one of the elders of the sect had died. His self-blame was beyond words.

If it weren't for more disciples of Luoye Sect, he would have rushed out long ago, so how could he have waited until this time?

The self-blame and pressure he endured in his heart was unavailable and could only bear it himself.

"There are a lot of things in the sect's treasure house, but they can be used to cure him directly," the second elder was silent for a moment, "No cherry blossoms"

No one would think that the second elder is reluctant to let go, and only think that the first one is the child of the sixth elder.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes turned red.

The big man Niu Yuanhang even started to cry.

Pei Ningrui held Yi's hand tightly and choked.

The main peak of the fallen leaves, this space is stagnant.

Dan Tai Jing stared at all this in a daze. She had never seen such a scene of the sect leader and elder who felt uncomfortable for a disciple.

She suddenly felt that it seemed to be good to stay in Luoye Sect.

"Uh..." Ling Zhi touched his nose, got up, and looked at everyone, "Why are you crying?"

He asked.

A look of confusion and confusion.

"Ling Zhi," Niu Yuanhang pulled him, "Yi is almost dead. If you can't cry, can't you say nothing?"

"It's not my fault. You still have to call me a senior brother and learn from me more." Niu Yuanhang was about to start chattering mode.

Ling Zhi quickly blocked his mouth and said strangely, "Who is going to die?"

Well……

Everyone looked at him.

"What do you think I'm doing? I can't save you anymore. Why are you crying?"

"Aren't you going to save me?" Ye Qingcheng wiped his nose and said.

"You asked me to save him. I didn't have time to say anything, okay?" Ling Zhi shrugged and spread his hands to express his helplessness.

With the expectations of everyone, Ling Zhi first released Gulu and explained it happily, then he grabbed the ginseng king hidden in the corner from the ring.

King Gan was about to run away as soon as he came out of the ring, but unfortunately Guru had been waiting for it for a long time, and a force of space was hit at that time.

A top elixir that is 99,000 years old can become a magical medicine just one step away.

Mo Yi is still too seriously injured, even if he is blood or hot, Ling Zhi can save him.

The only trouble is to hurt the Ginseng King, which may delay his time to move forward to the magical medicine a lot.

However, compared with Yi's life, for Ling Zhi, there is no need to hesitate to be the severity of the two.

"King of the Lord, save my friend's life, I promise not to hurt you." Ling Zhi said.

I can understand his words by joining Wang Tongling.

King Gan turned around and looked at him who was lying on the ground, moving all over, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"You help me now, and when you overcome the magical medicine disaster, I will help you." Ling Zhi was not surprised and directly threw out a greater temptation.

King Chan hesitated this time, and after a while, he suddenly poked out a beard, cut off a point on it, and threw it towards Lingzhi.

This is probably the thumb.

The fragrance of the purgated medicine spreads the entire fallen leaves!

"That's all?" Niu Yuanhang said dissatisfiedly, "You have so many beards on your body and your body. I'll give you a few more and give us one to replenish our body."

"Such a big radish is so precious to us."

King Gan was trembling all over, looking at Ling Zhi in fear, dancing his beard.

Ling Zhi reached out and put the ginseng king into the ring, and pushed Niu Yuanhang away, "Radish, your sister."

Then, he leaned down and sent the beard directly into the mouth of Zheng

This beard, even the current King of Ginseng, will take a hundred years to condense.

The entrance melted, and the surface of one's body surged into hazy light, wrapping him up.

Those wounds that exposed the bones squirmed and healed quickly.

After just a few breaths, the light disappeared, and except for the blood stains on my body, the breath had stabilized.

"How long will it take for him to wake up?" Zhou Xuanqing asked first without waiting for everyone to be excited.

"It can be as long as one day, and it can be as few as a few hours." Ling Zhi spoke.

"Okay, since you are all back, then before the war, you will give you a fortune in the end!" Zhou Xuanqing said with great enthusiasm.
Chapter completed!