It's hard to play in the middle of the field.
The Logistics Department of the temple of God is also tense.
Wen Xiaoxuan and the disciples of lingxuan hall all gathered around the logistics end. After the disciples of Bingxin hall pieced up Zhong Ximing's body, they either applied medicine or sent pills. Bing Yunyan constantly stimulated the spirit to repair Zhong Ximing's body.
Her spirit seems to be quite similar to the spirit of flowers and spirits in the white night. All the soul Qi offered by her is very healing. After wrapped in Zhong Ximing's body, she immediately began to heal his body.
It's just...
although the wound is healed, the lifeblood can't be repaired so easily.
A moment later, the ice cloud was sweating and panting.
All the disciples around know that Bing Yunyan can't hold on.
"Um..."
at this time, the ice cloud smoke suddenly had a bad breath, the chest heaved, and a little blood was spilled directly from the corner of the mouth.
"Girl Wen Xiaoxuan exclaimed.
"Sister Bing!"
"Are you OK, sister Bing?"
The disciples around him were also anxious and cried out one after another.
"I'm all right..."
Bing Yunyan removes her breath, but her face is pale for a long time. She gasps and says: "elder martial brother Zhong's situation is not very optimistic... His cultivation is excellent, and his physical strength is also amazing. With my strength, it's no problem to heal his body, but it's very difficult to heal his lifeline...
" so... What should I do? "
The disciples of lingxuan hall are in a hurry.
Bing Yunyan did not speak. Her eyes were fixed on Zhong Ximing's body. After a moment, she took a light breath and said hoarsely, "don't panic, I'll try again!"
People didn't speak.
I see ice cloud smoke again to stimulate the spirit, toward Zhong Ximing wrapped.
But this time her breath was thinner than before.
She had been injured, but now she has been pressing for breath. How can she bear it?
Seeing the ice cloud and smoke like this, Wen Xiaoxuan couldn't see it any more.
"Girl... Don't force yourself. If you have any accident, I'm not good at explaining it to the Lord." Wen Xiaoxuan couldn't help saying.
"Don't worry, elder."
Bing Yunyan said, but his breath was quick again. Looking at Zhong Ximing's eyes, he couldn't help being serious.
The sweat, big as beans, slipped down her cheek.
People around did not dare to make a sound, one by one held their breath, staring at the ice cloud smoke.
People are worried and distressed.
However, at this time, a voice came from the cold nearby.
"Why don't you take him to the array? With the power of the array, I think it will be much easier to cure him! "
This sound floats, in the present this critical point can be said to be particularly abrupt.
People are all stunned, Qi Qi looks at the sound source.
Only then discovered that the speaker was actually sitting in the corner of the white night.
"Is it you?"
Many disciples of lingxuan hall seem to have noticed the white night.
"Why are you here?"
Wen Xiaoxuan frowned.
His beloved Zhong Ximing was in such a bad mood. Now he jumped out of the night again, which made Wen Xiaoxuan angry.
You know, the man of white night is very annoying to the elders of the temple of God!
Many elders wish he would die soon!
Wen Xiaoxuan snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "I remember that there was a rule in the sect that the disciples of hunwu hall were not allowed to participate in the battle of the clan. Who let you in?"
"Elder Murong of Bingxin hall, what? What's wrong with Mr. Wen? You can tell elder Murong White night road.
Wen Xiaoxuan hears the voice, the anger in the eye is more serious, but did not speak again.
The disciples of lingxuan hall are angry and shivering all over.
"White night! Don't make trouble here
"That's right. What else do you want?"
There was a lot of shouting and swearing.
Whew!
At this time, the gas in the ice cloud smoke is bifurcated gas, small mouth spit out a little red blood, the person is more tottering, almost fell to the ground.
"Elder martial sister!"
People around him rushed to help him.
"Girl, are you ok?"
Wen Xiaoxuan quickly called out, whirling and pressing to breathe, for ice cloud smoke breath.
The ice cloud smoke immediately eased a bit.
White night frowned and said faintly, "your state is too bad. It is impossible to use breath to connect Zhong Ximing's life. You can only rely on the array of Dharma!"
The voice falls, the white night again closes the eyes, also does not bother to pay attention to the public.
"Shut up! If you dare to disturb elder martial sister Bing here, I will never let you go! "A disciple of lingxuan hall couldn't help it any longer, and he opened his mouth to anger.
White night opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and scanned the disciple.
But the disciple had no fear.
The Lord of the temple is here. He doesn't believe that he dare to be presumptuous in this white night!
But the white night was not a mess.
He shook his head, closed his eyes again and stopped looking.
Love or not.
If we delay and miss the opportunity, even if Murong Bingxin comes, it is impossible to save Zhong Ximing's life.
"What should I do? We don't have much time. "
A disciple of Bingxin hall came over and looked at the corpse of Zhong Ximing, whose whole body was angry and quickly evaporated. He couldn't help saying that.
"Or... According to elder martial brother Bai's words, carry Zhong Ximing to the array." Ice cloud smoke hesitated in the lower voice.
"No way!"
Another disciple cried eagerly, "what kind of array have you been changed into by elder martial brother Bai?"? It certainly has no effect... "
" even if there is no effect, it doesn't matter. Is there any better way for us now? " Bingyunyan asked.
"This..." the disciple was speechless, hesitated, sighed and nodded.
The disciples of Bingxin hall immediately got busy and reached out one by one to lift Zhong Ximing's body to the array.
Ice Yunyan was helped to walk to the array, looked at the strange array that she could hardly understand. She took a deep breath, pressed her hand on the source of the array, and injected spirit into it.
In an instant.
Whoa!
The array lights up.
A strange light of emerald green overflowed and wrapped around Zhong Ximing in an instant.
"What?"
At the same time, all the disciples were attracted by the light of Bing Xiaotang.
However, the green light was like a big hand, gently holding Zhong Ximing, and then a breath of pure and suffocating life shrouded the scar on Zhong Ximing's neck.
A moment later, the scar on Zhong Ximing's neck disappeared, and there was no scar on his whole body.
And his body, at this time, also suddenly trembled.
"How can this... Be possible?"
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