Over the years, he has expended so much painstaking efforts and training resources on Duanmu Qingming, and even the ancestral treasure of the Jianding Sect, Yutian Dunzhu, has been passed to him in advance, if it wasn't because Duanmu Qingming was not old enough , and his strength is still a bit weaker, he even wished to pass him directly. Duanmu Qingming was hurt like this, how could he not be angry?
However, Duanmu Qingming has not yet woken up, and there is no news of the few disciples of the Sword Cauldron Sect who accompanied him on the trip.
"Master Du, I won't embarrass you for Qingming's injury, I just ask you to wake him up and let me know who did it!" After calming down, Qi Zongwang said to Master Du.
"The old man gave him a Xuanyou emperor pill just now, and he used the ancestral Yan Luo rejuvenation needle to dredge his meridians and gather his soul. If he can wake up, he should wake up in a while. If he can't wake up, the old man really has nothing to do. It's done." Master Du said.
As soon as the words fell, Duanmu Qingming heard a dreamlike whisper, and his fingers moved.
"Qingming!" Qi Zongwang grabbed Duanmu Qingming's palm and shouted excitedly.
"Ah, Gu Fenghua don't kill me, don't kill me, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please spare my life." Duanmu Qingming opened his eyes, saw Master, but it was like seeing an evil ghost , withdrew his palm abruptly, his body curled up into a ball, trembling, and let out a frightened wail.
"Qingming, I'm the master, I'm the master." Qi Zongwang didn't know what Duanmu Qingming had experienced, and he was so frightened that he felt sore in his heart, and there were tears in his eyes.
"Gu Fenghua, don't kill me, please don't kill me, I know I'm wrong, I shouldn't be obsessed with framing you, I shouldn't be in trouble with Jiang Chengye, I shouldn't ask someone to kill you, it's all my fault, I It's my fault." Duanmu Qingming, as if he didn't hear anything, still curled up into a ball, slapped himself, and begged bitterly.
"Qingming!" Seeing his terrified appearance, Qi Zongwang's heart was pierced by a knife, and he roared loudly.
I thought that Duanmu Qingming was frightened and just woke up in a state of confusion. His roar contained holy energy, which could shake him awake. Who knew that Duanmu Qingming's expression changed when he heard this roar, and he let out another cry. Screamingly: "Gu Fenghua, don't, don't killuh" Then he rolled his eyes and passed out again.
The wing room fell silent again, dead silent.
"Master Du, what's going on?" Qi Zongwang finally suppressed the grief in his heart and asked Master Du.
"It must have been caused by excessive fright, and the soul has been injured. Even if it can be revived, it may be difficult to regain consciousness." Master Du sighed and said.
"That is to say, he can only be this crazy all his life?" Qi Zongwang asked.
"If you are willing to take medicine, you may be able to wake up, but even if you wake up, you will be sober sometimes, sometimes crazy, and you can no longer be stimulated, you can't be overjoyed, you can't be sad, you can't be angry, you can't be sad. But Lingtu is so hurt. , Even if you are fully awake," Master Du hesitated for a moment, but said honestly.
The young suzerain of the majestic Sword and Cauldron Sect, the future suzerain, can't bear to see this, but he can't help it, the higher the cultivation level, the stronger the soul, but once the soul is injured, he wants to heal The more difficult it is. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com