As soon as the words fell, Leng Wushuang rose into the air and leaped away as quickly as the snow-capped mountain fairy.
"Okay, everyone, stop looking and leave."
With the urging of a knight-errant, the onlookers quickly dispersed.
Only Wu Zhi and his group were left standing in the cold wind.
Then, Wu Song and others were horrified to find that Wu Zhi, who was holding Pan Jinlian, had gradually lightened his hair and finally turned silver!
"elder brother!"
Wu Song exclaimed, and just as he was about to approach, Wu Zhi raised his hand and said, "I'm fine, this is the sequelae of Death's Gate."
"You will recover after a period of rest."
At this time, the sound of horse hooves was also heard not far away.
I saw Bai Qianqian and Fujiwara Shoko galloping over on two horses respectively.
When Bai Qianqian saw the person in Wu Zhi's arms, her pupils trembled slightly!
Unexpectedly, it¡¯s still too late!
Bai Qianqian took the lead to rise into the air and quickly landed in front of Wu Zhi.
Looking at Wu Zhi holding Pan Jinlian in his arms, the sadness in his eyes made even him, who was accustomed to quarrel with Wu Zhi, fall silent at this moment.
However, Bai Qianqian suddenly thought that there was a female Taoist priest from the island country beside her?
So she rushed to Fujiwara Shoko who was dismounting, stretched out her hands, grabbed Fujiwara Shoko's collar, and asked her.
"Is there any way you can save Pan Jinlian?"
¡°As long as you are a woman, you will have some jealousy to some extent.
At this moment, Fujiwara Shoko looked at Pan Jinlian in Wu Zhi's arms, and there was an unusually complex color in his pupils.
Although she didn¡¯t know the ins and outs of the whole thing, seeing her husband holding a beautiful person in his arms, Fujiwara Akiko naturally felt jealous.
But soon this jealousy was replaced by a sympathetic admiration.
She looked at Pan Jinlian with a strange feeling that even she couldn't explain clearly.
Fujiwara Akiko¡¯s memory has not yet recovered, but her strong feelings for Takeshi have not weakened at all.
On the contrary, as I got to know Wu Zhi, my understanding became stronger.
She did not respond directly to Bai Qianqian's words, but walked forward quickly and came to Wu Zhi's side.
Fujiwara Shoko flicked his sleeves, and a small white paper man fell down.
The little master jumped on Pan Jinlian's body a few times, and then stumbled around in circles on her wound.
It chirped several times at Fujiwara Shoko.
At this time, Wu Zhi seemed to be aware of the existence of Fujiwara Shoko, and he hurriedly asked: "Is there a way to ask him to save her?"
Fujiwara Shoko originally wanted to say that there was nothing he could do, and the light would be extinguished after death.
But when she saw her husband like this, she unexpectedly said: "There is a way, but"
Before Fujiwara Shoko could say the next words, Wu Zhi quickly reached out and grabbed Fujiwara Shoko's wrist.
He held it tightly, but it did not cause Fujiwara Shoko to feel any pain.
What Fujiwara Shoko felt was the urgency in Wu Zhi's heart.
She said: "Although death is like a lamp going out, as long as the wick is still there, it can be relit."
"The most important thing right now is to protect my sister's body first."
Wu Zhi thought of the pill that Leng Wushuang gave him just now, and quickly took it out and put it in the palm of his hand.
Suddenly I felt a clear and cold feeling.
After Fujiwara Shoko saw the elixir, he couldn't help blurting out: "Bingqing Jade Pill?"
"My husband quickly gave it to my sister, and then used his internal power to dissolve the medicinal properties of this Bingqing Jade Pill, and it flowed all over my sister's limbs and bones."
"While the blood in her body has not completely solidified, use the Bingqing Jade Pill to temporarily protect her seven souls."
Wu Zhi quickly followed suit.
He opened Pan Jinlian's mouth very gently and put the cold Bingqing Jade Pill into it.
Soon, Wu Zhi lowered his head and kissed Pan Jinlian's two red lips.