Luo en and Shen Tinglan are also thoughtful. They are not stupid. After hearing this, they guess who are the two people in a Xumi state. The deacon of Tangtang Lingxin Daotang has done such a terrible thing! Compared with Gu Fenghua's funny, they are more angry.

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"Help, uncle, help, I'm dying, I don't want to live..." at Liangyi academy, Hua Mingyu is screaming like a pig, and her body is struggling like a half dead fish.

The hem of the holy robe has been scratched into rags, and the bare buttocks have already been scratched with blood. If they were not controlled by Hua Qianfeng, they would have been scratched with white bones.

"Mr. Yuanzheng, you must find a way to save Mingyu." Flower latent wind see a burst of heartache, to Shen Zhengxing said.

Shen Zhengxing held the pulse of huamingyu and did not speak for a long time.

The idea of exploration and go, only "see" a fine thorn into huamingyu buttock meridian. Of course, there are no important meridians in this part, and no one has ever heard of using this part to perform holy Dharma. It's normal to say that even if you get hurt, it's OK, but there is obvious poison in the thin thorn. That's why Hua Mingyu is so painful.

But that meridian is very thin. Once the poisonous thorn penetrates into it, it looks like it grows inside. With the cultivation of Hua Qianfeng, it is impossible to force out the poisonous thorn without hurting Hua Mingyu's meridian. Although that meridian is not important, if it is damaged, the pursuit of a stronger way in the future will be greatly affected.

Even with Shen Zhengxing's cultivation, it's not easy for him to force out this poisonous sting without harming huamingyu's meridians. Moreover, he was half dead by the honest cattle veterinarian last time, and it was not easy for him to take a bite. At this time, he really didn't want to do it casually.

"Why don't you go and ask those elites in the academy?" Shen Zhengxing asked.

"There are some secrets about Mingyu's injury. It's not easy for outsiders to know." Flower latent wind said with a paste.

Shen Zhengxing understood that most of Hua Mingyu's injuries had something to do with Gu Fenghua. It's possible that Hua Qianfeng was also involved. As the deacon of lingxindao hall, he even took advantage of the opportunity of the college students' trial to start secretly. How can he let outsiders know.

Of course, Shen Zhengxing himself is also responsible for this matter. If he didn't connive intentionally, how could Hua Mingyu have the courage to do so? If it was spread out, he would be equally responsible!

Hua Mingyu really can't get on the wall with mud. By the way, Hua Qianfeng can't get on the wall. The deacon of tangtanglingxindao hall has taken advantage of the time and place, but he can't deal with an academy disciple and gives himself all the trouble. Shen Zhengxing couldn't help cursing.

"Shen Yuanzheng, Mingyu is at least a disciple of Liangyi academy, and also your eldest disciple. If this is spread out, your face will not look good." Seeing that Shen Zhengxing didn't answer, Hua Qianfeng added.

"No need to say more. I know what to do." Listen to flower latent wind this words inside some coerce of meaning, Shen Zhengxing is more displeased, sternly say.

With that, Shen Zhengxing came to Hua Mingyu's back, put his hands on him and began to inject Holy Spirit. After all, Hua Mingyu is his disciple. He can't wait to save himself.

That meridian is too thin. It is necessary to control Shengqi carefully so as not to hurt huamingyu. Even if Shen Zhengxing's strength is far more than huaqianfeng's, he has to work hard to gather his mind.

Soon, a white mist rose on his head, and a layer of sweat floated on his forehead.