My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

As he spoke, a wisp of Lou's blood slowly flowed down his forehead. The nose was bruised and the face was swollen, and coupled with the wisps of blood, it was so tragic that Zhu Sifang and others felt sad.

"Sister, healing is important. Take the Holy Pill first." Zhong Lingjun took out the Holy Pill and handed it to her sister.

Next to them, Fu Qingjiang and Zhu Tongguang also took out the holy elixir at the same time. Seeing that Zhong Lingjun had taken the lead, Fu Qingjiang immediately retracted his hand, but Zhu Tongguang still stretched out his arms and looked at Zhong Lingxiu with an earnest look.

"Get out of the way!" Zhong Lingxiu stood up abruptly without even looking at them.

She missed again and again, and the mistakes were unreasonable. Her mind was in chaos, and she felt endless grief and anger filling her heart.

Although Zhong Lingjun's actions were out of genuine concern, they were undoubtedly a great humiliation for her.

No! She must repair the formation, prove her strength to everyone, and regain her confidence and dignity! With such persistence, Zhong Lingxiu walked towards the formation base again.

Flames burned in the heart, and the powerful aura of the seventh-grade Emperor Saint spurted out, making it almost difficult to breathe.

Since childhood, this was the first time Zhong Lingjun saw his sister so angry, and he was so frightened that he quickly stopped.

Seeing Zhong Lingxiu's almost irrational look of grief and anger, Fu Qingjiang wanted to dissuade him, but was suppressed by the momentum, but he couldn't speak.

Only Zhu Tongguang, looking at Zhong Lingxiu's heroic background even though he was injured, held his cheek in his hands like a nymphomaniac, just like an ignorant girl who had just started to fall in love.

Wasn't that statement a little too early? Noticing Zhu Tongguang's expression, Gu Fenghua felt a chill again.

"Come again!" Zhong Lingxiu shouted to Zhu Sifang and others before taking a few steps to the formation base.

Several formation masters looked at each other, and they all saw the uneasiness in each other's eyes.

After two consecutive failures, they were equivalent to wandering around the gate of hell twice. Up to now, their little hearts were still pounding, banging, banging, and they dared to let Zhong Lingxiu's temper run wild.

mess? Yes, it’s just nonsense! In their opinion, it was only a failure once, but they actually failed twice in succession. This Zhong Lingxiu's formation technique looked fancy, but it was actually a failure on the outside. It's not easy for them to live such a long life. In order to achieve today's cultivation, they don't know how much energy and effort they put in. They don't want to accompany her to fool around. After all, if you continue to mess around like this, people will die.

However, Zhong Lingxiu's identity was there, and although they were reluctant to do so, they were embarrassed to say it in person.

"Miss Zhong, why don't you rest for a while and heal your injury before we talk." Finally, Zhu Sifang said tactfully.

"My injury is okay, it's okay, come again!" It's okay that he didn't mention the healing. As soon as he mentioned this, Zhong Lingxiu jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and roared almost hysterically.

Blood beads were falling down her face. Even without looking in the mirror, she could still think about how miserable and miserable she looked at this moment. Zhu Sifang's words were clearly a slap in the face.

Seeing how angry she was, Zhu Sifang realized that his words were clearly stabbing someone else's wound. He felt secretly ashamed and didn't know how to persuade her.

"President, if she wants to try, let her try again." Just when Zhu Sifang was hesitant, Gu Fenghua said.