My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Luo Enen Shen listened to the Lanji people and they were also thoughtful. They were not stupid. When they heard about this, they guessed who the two people in a Sumeru Realm were. The deacon of the dignified Lingxin Daotang actually did such a vile thing! Compared with Gu Fenghua's funny, they were more angry.

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"Help, third uncle, help, I'm going to die, I don't want to live anymore..." Hua Mingyu was uttering screams like killing pigs in Liangyi College, and her body was struggling desperately like a half-dead fish.

The hem of the holy robe had already been scratched into rags, and the bare buttocks had already been scratched dripping with blood. If it hadn't been restrained by Hua Qianfeng, it would have been scratched to the point of showing bones.

"Master Yuanzheng, you must find a way to save Mingyu." Hua Qianfeng said to Shen Zhengxing with a burst of distress.

Shen Zhengxing held Hua Mingyu's veins and remained silent for a long time.

Shen Sense probed away, and only "saw" a thin thorn piercing into the meridian of Hua Mingyu's buttocks. Of course, there are no important meridians in this part, and I have never heard of anyone using this part to perform holy methods. It is reasonable to say that even if it is injured, it will not be a serious problem, but the thorns obviously contain a strong poison. The reason why Hua Mingyu is so painful , for this reason.

However, that meridian is extremely thin, and once the poisonous thorn penetrates into it, it seems to grow inside. With Hua Qianfeng's cultivation, it is impossible to force out the poisonous thorn without hurting Hua Mingyu's meridian. . Although the meridian is not important, if it is damaged, it will still greatly affect the pursuit of a stronger way in the future.

Even with Shen Zhengxing's cultivation level, it is not easy to force out this poisonous thorn without hurting Hua Mingyu's meridians, and he was tortured half to death by the bull veterinarian who said he was honest last time, so it was finally relieved. After taking a bite, I really don't want to make a casual move at this time.

"Why don't you seek advice from those alchemy masters in the Xuexue Palace?" Shen Zhengxing asked.

"Ming Yu's injury this time is still a bit hidden, so it's not easy for outsiders to know." Hua Qianfeng said vaguely.

As soon as Shen Zhengxing heard it, he understood that Hua Mingyu's injury this time was mostly related to Gu Fenghua, and it is very likely that Hua Qianfeng was also involved. As the deacon of Lingxin Daotang, he took advantage of the opportunity of the college disciples' trials to attack secretly, how could he let outsiders know.

Of course, Shen Zhengxing himself was also responsible for this matter. If it wasn't for his intentional connivance, how could Hua Mingyu have the courage to do so?

This Hua Mingyu is really too muddy to support the wall, and so is Hua Qianfeng, the majestic deacon of Lingxin Daotang, who has taken advantage of the right time and place, and can't deal with a disciple of the academy, causing himself trouble. Shen Zhengxing couldn't help cursing secretly.

"Shen Yuanzheng, Mingyu is also a disciple of Liangyi Academy after all, and he is also your eldest disciple. If this news gets out, you will lose face." Seeing that Shen Zhengxing did not answer, Hua Qianfeng added another sentence .

"No need to say more, I know what to do." Hearing that Hua Qianfeng's words were threatening, Shen Zhengxing was even more displeased, and said with a straight face.

After finishing speaking, Shen Zhengxing came to Hua Mingyu's back, put his hands on his body, and began to inject holy energy. Displeased with displeased, Hua Mingyu is his disciple after all, he can't just leave him dead.

That meridian is too slender, and the holy energy must be controlled to the smallest detail so as not to hurt Hua Mingyu. Even if Shen Zhengxing's strength far exceeds Hua Qianfeng's, he still has to be very energetic and constantly Concentrate spiritual thoughts.

Not long after, a cloud of white mist rose above his head, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.