Mu Hanyan had a headache. Although what the two people said was a bit of a petty-minded approach, from the surface, it seemed to be true, which made it difficult for her to explain.
"The two masters have misunderstood the High Priestess. She is not that kind of person." Tang and Feng hurriedly came forward to smooth things over.
"My name is Gu Qingyang. I wonder if you two masters have heard of my name. To be honest, my current alchemy skills are largely due to the guidance of the chief priest. Her medical skills and alchemy skills are indeed extraordinary. She is definitely not the kind of person who seeks fame as you two say." Gu Qingyang also defended Mu Hanyan.
"She's your chief priest, so naturally you have to speak for her." Zhou Jilin snorted coldly and said firmly, "In short, I can't just watch her play with Gao Weihu's life."
"Then do you have any way to cure Brother Gao's injury?" Seeing the two of them so stubborn, Mu Hanyan finally couldn't help but get angry and asked mercilessly.
Wu Yizi and Zhou Jilin were both stunned and were left speechless by Mu Hanyan's question.
"Even if we can't cure people, we can't let you kill people!" But after a moment, the two said in unison.
Seeing that she couldn't convince the two of them no matter what, Mu Hanyan didn't bother to say anything more. She suddenly stretched out her finger and touched Gao Weihu's forehead.
"Mu Hanyan, what are you doing?" Wu Yizi and Zhou Jilin were completely caught off guard. Mu Hanyan would actually start fighting right away without even waiting for them to pull out the golden needles. They were both shocked.
"Be quiet! If you disturb my mind, you two will endanger Brother Gao's life." Mu Hanyan said solemnly.
As she spoke, a spiritual power fluctuation that only a divine heart priest could have surged from Mu Hanyan's body. Perhaps ordinary priests would not be able to easily detect it, but as doctors, although Wu Yizi and Zhou Jilin's cultivation was not high, their spiritual thoughts were much stronger than ordinary priests, and it was still easy for them to distinguish the level of her cultivation.
Although they could not accurately determine what level of Divine Heart Priest Mu Hanyan was, they both knew that the spiritual power of a Divine Heart Priest was far superior to that of a Divine Spirit Priest. If they were not careful, Gao Weihu's divine consciousness might be destroyed directly. After all, he was seriously injured, and his divine consciousness was sealed, leaving him with no power to resist at all.
The two were so angry that they wanted to vomit blood. It was clearly you who acted on your own. Even if Gao Weihu's life was killed, it was your fault. Why did you put the blame on us at the very beginning?
Does this high priest still have any moral integrity?
Although they were angry, the two men really didn't want to take the blame. They immediately shut up and swallowed the curse that was about to come out of their mouths.
Mu Hanyan pressed her fingers between Gao Weihu's eyebrows, and the spiritual power in her body fluctuated. Gradually, she frowned as she looked at the dense golden needles on Gao Weihu's body.
Wu Yazhi and Zhou Jilin were startled at the sight. If they said a few more words, Mu Hanyan would put the blame on them, let alone this pile of long and short golden needles?
At this point, the two of them knew that they couldn't stop Mu Hanyan, so they pulled out the golden needles without waiting for her to speak.
Seeing the frustrated, helpless expressions and suppressed anger on their faces, Mu Hanyan almost laughed out loud. How could she really risk Gao Weihu's life? She was just pretending, deliberately releasing a little spiritual energy fluctuation, which actually scared Wu Yazhi and Zhou Jilin.
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