Chu Kuo slapped his thighs hard with both hands, "My little Dian Dian, after the sect leader extracted his soul and entered your body, he has not come out since."
"What exactly happened between you? Why isn't he back yet?"
"It's over." Su Diandian staggered forward and threw herself on Qinglan.
"Old fox, old fox, wake up!"
"It's over? What's over?" Chu Kuo rushed over too. "Hey! Little Dian Dian, you better explain yourself!"
Su Diandian quickly recounted what had happened at Lingtai.
Upon hearing this, Chu Kuo's legs went weak.
"It's over, it's over," he muttered to himself.
"Don't worry, doesn't the Xuancang Sect have the Life Lamp? If the Life Lamp..."
Before Su Diandian could finish her words of comfort, Chu Kuo muttered to himself:
"It's over. The sect leader won't be able to participate in the Immortal Supervisor election in a month, and I won't be able to manage the Immortal Alliance's accounts anymore."
Damn it!
"You really are... still greedy."
Su Diandian was completely speechless. She thought this money-grubber was worried about his sect leader.
After all that, he was still troubled because he couldn't manage the Immortal Alliance's ledger.
However, judging from his nonchalant attitude, it can be inferred that Qinglan is not seriously injured.
My heart finally felt a little relieved. Now all I had to do was reopen the Lingtai Spring and let Qinglan come out.
Thinking this, she quickly looked at Wuyue, "What's wrong with the blind medicine man?"
Yao Wang also lay on the bluestone platform.
Unlike Qinglan, his chest was no longer rising and falling.
Wuyue looked at her deeply with her beautiful eyes, "The High Priest is dying."
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