"Lin Jinglong!"
"Mr. Lin can definitely save my master!"
"I have prepared three portions of top-grade Blood Lotus, just waiting for him to come and save my master!"
Xiuqing's tone was very urgent.
On the hospital bed, the female Taoist priest with a round and graceful face simply smiled gently.
She patted her eldest disciple's fair and delicate hand.
"Xiuqing, don't rush."
"The ways of nature are unpredictable. If I cannot hold on, then that is my fate."
"Master..."
Xiuqing was so anxious that tears were almost coming out of her eyes.
The old man with the goatee who was refining elixirs got up, still shaking his head and sighing.
“Wonderful method. Although the Qiu family is aggressive and that Tang Gongfeng is even more ruthless, it seems that you only have one way to survive: to agree to his proposal.”
"impossible!"
Master Miaofa suddenly became excited.
She clutched her ample chest, coughing up dark blood clots, her teeth clenched in anger.
"This matter need not be discussed further!"
"That's enough. Although my Broken Spirit Pill is a fourth-grade pill, it can only delay the time it takes for the Thousand Insect Gu Poison to erode your meridians. If it goes on for a few more hours, it will probably be too late."
"As for the Mr. Lin you mentioned, I can only say that if I, Feng Huafeng, cannot cure this poison, then no one else in the capital can either!"
The old man with the goatee turned to leave.
At that moment, Lin Jinglong, accompanied by Hunyuan Daoist, entered the Shendao Temple.
They ran into Feng Huafeng.
Who is this?
The old man with the goatee looked at Lin Jinglong with a puzzled expression.
He had heard Xiuqing mention Mr. Lin before, so he naturally made that connection, but seeing how young Lin Jinglong was...
But this made him somewhat suspicious.
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