"What holy pill did you give me?" Zhong Lingxiu asked.
Just now Gu Fenghua was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood, she didn't look at it carefully, she swallowed those few holy pills, and then found that the pills were as continuous as rivers and seas, and they were gentle, soft and gentle. So pure that there is no trace of impurities. In less than half an hour, the Danli flowed through the eight extraordinary meridians over and over again, and some minor wounds healed instantly, and no scars could be found. As for the flesh wound on the face, there is no need to talk about it.
Such a healing elixir is probably not much better than the elixir refined by the master himself.
"Emperor Yulu Qingdan." Gu Fenghua replied.
"Emperor Yulu Qingdan!" The masters of the formation all subconsciously exclaimed.
This is the highest imperial grade elixir. Even if they come from the holy sect, and all of them are elders of the sect, such a holy elixir is reluctant to take it lightly.
If you read it correctly, Zhong Lingxiu took three pills with just one mouth, which is really reckless.
Zhong Lingxiu was not as surprised as they were. In fact, if she hadn't been too conceited, she didn't bring many holy pills with her this time, and she had too many similar emperor grade holy pills. But she knows her identity, so she also knows how precious this kind of holy pill is to ordinary sects.
Unexpectedly, what she gave herself was Yulu Emperor Qingdan. This person doesn't seem to be so hateful. Zhong Lingxiu was originally gnashing her teeth with hatred for Gu Fenghua, but now her expression became a little softer.
"I practiced it myself, so don't take it to heart." Gu Fenghua is a modest person, seeing everyone's surprise, he explained a sentence lightly.
"You practiced it yourself?" Zhong Lingxiu was slightly startled when she heard Gu Fenghua's words.
"That's right, do you want more? I have plenty of them." Facts have proved that Gu Fenghua is not only modest, but also generous.
"Since there are many, why didn't you take them out before?" Zhong Lingxiu was once again indignant.
I can't beat you, I admit it, I was beaten up to a bruised face, I also admit it, but you should save me some face, give me a few Yulu Emperor Qingdan before leaving the martial arts field, will you die? Thinking of the embarrassment and humiliation in her heart every time she opened the door and appeared in front of Zhong Lingjun and Fu Qingjiang like a pig's head, Zhong Lingxiu began to grit her teeth again.
"Oh, you said this, didn't I want you to put more pressure on you and pay more attention when you cultivate? Actually, I'm all for your own good." Gu Fenghua said confidently.
"" Zhong Lingxiu felt that she was going to cry again¡ªno, not crying, but vomiting blood.
Take a deep breath, take a deep breath. Zhong Lingxiu's chest rose and fell again and again, and finally suppressed the urge to vomit blood, and stepped forward a few steps to the base.
Yulu Emperor Qingdan was really extraordinary, the pill power dissipated, and the wound on her face had already healed without any trace, but the dark complexion was even uglier than when her nose was bruised and her face was swollen just now.
Don't guess, Zhu Sifang and others can also imagine the grief and sorrow in her heart, which is both funny and sympathetic. Afraid of stimulating her fragile heart that was riddled with holes, they didn't dare to look too much, and quickly looked away from her face and stood around the base.
"Are you ready?" Zhong Lingxiu took a few more deep breaths and asked Zhu Sifang.
Anger turns into anger, depression turns into depression. Facing life-and-death matters, she still tried her best to calm down her mind completely.
"Okay." Zhu Sifang replied. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com