The great master's palm was as cold as ice. She was startled as soon as she held it. His body shook slightly. If Luo Qingyu hadn't supported him in time, he would have fallen into the water directly!
"Five disciples stay, everyone else retreats!" The great master ordered.
The voice was as cold as ever, and I couldn't tell what was wrong.
The disciples of the Zi Lian Sect have always been well-trained, and in a blink of an eye, they bid farewell one after another.
Only the great master and his five disciples remained on the entire Rongxue Peak.
The great master tilted his body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, smudged in the water, and his body fell soft and down...
"Master!" Luo Qingyu hugged him tightly.
"Master, Master..." Da Moliu and the other four were also shocked and jumped into the water...
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The original snow-melting valley, which was like a fairyland on earth, is now only a piece of ruin.
Because of the just-in-law battle, most of the buildings in the Mercedes Valley were destroyed, and broken walls could be seen everywhere.
The flowers blooming in the wind were also buried and frozen to death by the ice and snow, and withered...
Fortunately, the bamboo building is still there. Although it has been affected by the war, the main body has not suffered much damage and can still live in it.
The great master fell into a coma and lay motionless on the bamboo couch.
The four great disciples surrounded him, probably the first time they saw their master so fragile and vulnerable. They were a little nervous.
But Yun Yin, who was good at medical skills, did not come. Looking at the unconscious master, they were at a loss.
The Zilian Sect naturally has various secret medicines for healing, so of course the four disciples will not be stingy at this time.
All kinds of hard-won, rare and rare medicines are fed to the great master like earth and stones that don’t have money...
Perhaps it was the reason for the wrong reason. The little skin color exposed under the mask of the Great Master was even pale, and even his lips were pale and blue without a trace of blood...
The four disciples were originally injured by different degrees of injuries, but they were worried about their master, but they didn't care about their injuries.
He surrounded the Great Master's bed and looked at him eagerly, and was so anxious that he was in a state of great anxiety.
Luo Qingyu sat sideways beside the great master, checking his pulse from time to time, and looking through his eyelids...
The pulse of the great master is fast and slow, and sometimes even stops.
Luo Qingyu felt that his heart was beating with his pulse. She suppressed her palpitations and performed first aid techniques for the great master in an orderly manner.
But she used all the methods she knew, but the results were very little, and the great master still showed no sign of soberness.
She looked at the mask on the face of the great master and wanted to take it down and take a look. Not only did she want to see his appearance clearly, but she also wanted to see his skin color to see his illness clearly...
She slowly stretched her fingers over, and her fingers touched the edge of the mask, and her heart began to jump again.
No one in this world knows the true face of the great master. If she exposes him like this, will he be furious after he wakes up?