To Lin Mo's sudden cry for help.

Xuelian was taken aback for a moment.

She reminded Lin Mo to use hateless thoughts to stimulate.

He never thought that Lin Mo would call his own disciple for help.

What surprised Xuelian the most was that Lin Wuhen's consciousness actually responded after Lin Mo's loud shout.

"Quick! Take advantage of this now." Lin Mo hurriedly urged without any joy.

He originally had the mentality of giving it a try.

Lin Mo clearly remembered what his precious disciple said.

I will protect myself in the future.

He didn't think that what he thought of as a child's words had actually become a major event in the disciples' hearts.

No pain for you!

Lin Mo thought with relief that there was movement in his hands.

When he raised his hand, there was no dark black needle suspended in the air, and the team was neatly lined up.

Dugu Nine Needles!

Feng Wuxiu looked at the mysterious needle in his eyes and couldn't help swallowing.

Another one, the treasure of medicine.

It is made of Tianwai Xuantian iron, cast by Huaguo Craftsman Sanctuary.

This thing, looking at the world, is only one set.

Looking at Xuelian again, Feng Wuxiu suddenly felt sour!

I have lived so much of my life, and it has been sixty or seventy years since I stepped into the medical way.

But there is nothing good in hand.

And the first two were young men in their early twenties.

An eighth-grade white lotus, a Dugu nine needles!

curious!

Just when Feng Wuxiu was full of depression, his pupils could not help shrinking.

To die!

He actually saw it with his own eyes, the ten top-level acupuncture techniques that have long been lost, the technique of creating divine acupuncture!

Is that human being?

All the good things in the world, this kid can't account for it alone.

Lin Mo didn't notice that there was a thick sour smell in the room.

At this moment, he is concentrating on holding the mysterious needle in his hand.

As Bai Lian released the light again, the profound needle in his hand fell instantly.

Between moments.

Lin Wuhen was not only full of vitality and quickly recovered.

The fluctuations above the consciousness also became more and more obvious.

Nine needles fall!

Lin Mo and Xuelian looked at each other.

Both were sweating profusely.

But his face was already full of relaxation.

Lin Mo's plan finally succeeded!

Lin Wuhen, who was in a coma, suddenly trembled at this moment.

Under the gaze of the three of them, she slowly opened her eyes.

"master��"

The stiffness is small, and the breath is weak.

But Lin Mo heard it really.

"The teacher is here!"

"Am I dreaming?" Lin Wuhen asked in confusion.

"Or, Master, you are also dead?"

After having this idea, her eyes became cold.

Her last consciousness was still at the moment of her own death.

Seeing Lin Wu now, she couldn't accept it for a while.

Lin Mo smiled gently, and after taking out all the silver needles, he threw in another qi-replenishing elixir.

After all this last night, he raised his hand and stroked Lin Wuhen's forehead.

"Master has pulled you back from the gate of hell."

"Don't think about it, have a good rest!"

Lin Wuhen felt the warm palm on his forehead.

His eyes gradually calmed down.

"It's nice to still see the master!"

After Lin Wuhen said these words feebly, his eyes slowly closed again.

This time, Lin Mo was not worried.

Wandering in a circle between life and death.

At this moment, Lin Wuhen's body was extremely weak.

As long as you rest slowly for a while, you can recover again.

Seeing that the disciple is safe and sound.

Lin Mo's dangling heart finally let go.

"Thank you, Xue Lian!"

"If it weren't for you, I really don't know what to do this time."

Xuelian was stared at by his hot eyes, and her cheeks couldn't help but turn red.

"What's so polite, shouldn't friends help each other?"

Saying that, she lowered her head subconsciously. JrNovels.com