In Bai Junran's divine residence, the miniature version of Bai Junran who was sitting cross-legged suddenly spat out a mouthful of hot blood, revealing a grayish color!
"Leader Bai!"
In the Wuji Sect, everyone gathered around in panic.
The cultivator who was skilled in medicine used up all his spiritual power to save Bai Junran's life.
But given Bai Junran's current condition, even if he were rescued, he would still be a useless person.
"Fellow Daoist Gu, the Immortal Alliance is in a critical situation right now, and Fellow Daoist Bai suddenly had such an accident! What should we do?"
"Aren't you from the Qingyun Sect the best at divination and deduction? Why don't you, Fellow Daoist Gu, take over from Fellow Daoist Bai and sacrifice a few for our Immortal Alliance, so that we can see the future direction clearly?"
Gu Jiaoran was the first one to go over and transfer spiritual energy to save Bai Junran.
But now, Bai Junran has not woken up yet, and he has been surrounded by the crowd in a coercive manner.
"I can't." Gu Jiaoran stood up and looked at the people around him calmly.
Before Bai Junran got into trouble, these people were still flattering and respecting Qingyun Sect.
But when Bai Junran got into trouble and all his cultivation was wasted, as soon as something happened to the Immortal Alliance, they changed their attitude!
"How could it not be possible? Fellow Daoist Gu's swordsmanship is so outstanding, and his deduction method should be pretty good too!"
"Otherwise, Fellow Daoist Gu, please use the divine clues we just learned to deduce something. If you can't deduce it, we won't blame you."
A pair of calculating eyes, with a faint smile, still so immortal.
Gu Jiaoran looked at them as if they were monsters, and said coldly.
"Even if you kill me, I still won't!"
Among all the cultivators, the lowest level of cultivation is the first stage of Nascent Soul.
But when they surrounded him, Gu Jiaoran lowered his eyes and directly grasped his sword! He got it, but his hand trembled suddenly, and he put away the broadsword and replaced it with another ordinary one.
Since the appearance of the Demon Abyss, Gu Jiaoran has been as silent as a sword that can only kill demons.
His heavy sword was made by Song Niannian, who found the materials and had the best craftsman forge it for her.
But he...
"Brother Jiao Ran, everyone here is an elder, how can you be so rude? Put down your sword quickly." A soft voice and a white figure walked in from outside the hall.
The girl had a forehead ornament as bright as the moon on it, her eyes were pure and innocent, and her hair was braided into small braids that fell softly on the side of her hair.
Behind him was a row of people from the Hehuan Sect.
Saint Jiaojiao, even if she is not a real saint, she is still so beautiful and pure, so charming that people can't help but want to protect her.
"My elders, my brother Jiao Ran was just impulsive..."
"Besides Brother Jiao Ran and Brother Zi Yue, Jiao Jiao is actually also a direct disciple of Qing Yun Sect! Since they don't know how to do it, I will do it for Master!"
The soft voice is like a piece of malt candy, which is particularly comfortable to listen to and sweet to the heart.
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