As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Wushuang rose into the air and leaped away like the snow-capped mountain fairy.
"Okay, everyone, stop looking and leave."
Following the urging of a knight-errant, the onlookers quickly dispersed.
Only Wu Zhi and his group were left standing in the cold wind.
Then, Wu Song and others were horrified to find that Wu Zhi, who was holding Pan Jinlian, had gradually lightened his hair and finally turned silver!
"elder brother!"
Wu Song exclaimed and was about to approach, but Wu Zhi raised his hand and said: "I'm fine, this is the sequelae of Death Gate."
"You will recover after a period of rest."
At this time, the sound of horse hooves was also heard not far away.
I saw Bai Qianqian and Fujiwara Shoko galloping in on two horses.
When Bai Qianqian saw the person in Wu Zhi's arms, her pupils trembled slightly!
Unexpectedly, I came too late!
Bai Qianqian took the lead to rise into the air and quickly landed in front of Wu Zhi.
Looking at Wu Zhi holding Pan Jinlian in his arms, with the sadness in his eyes, even he, who was accustomed to quarrel with Wu Zhi, fell silent at this moment.
However, Bai Qianqian suddenly thought that there was a female Taoist priest from the island country beside her?
So she rushed to Fujiwara Shoko who was dismounting, stretched out her hands, grabbed Fujiwara Shoko's collar, and asked her.
"Is there any way you can save Pan Jinlian?"
As long as you are a woman, you will have some jealousy.
At this moment, Fujiwara Shoko looked at Pan Jinlian in Wu Zhi's arms, and there was an unusually complex color in his pupils.
Although she didn't know the ins and outs of the whole thing, seeing her husband holding a beautiful person in his arms, Fujiwara Akiko naturally felt jealous in her heart.
But soon this jealousy was replaced by a sympathetic admiration.
She looked at Pan Jinlian, feeling more of a strange feeling that even she couldn't explain clearly.
Fujiwara Akiko's memory has still not recovered, but her strong feelings for Takeshi have not weakened at all.
On the contrary, as I got to know Wu Zhi better, my understanding became stronger.
She did not respond directly to Bai Qianqian's words, but walked forward quickly and came to Wu Zhi's side.
Fujiwara Shoko flicked his sleeves, and a small white paper man fell down.
The little master jumped on Pan Jinlian's body a few times, then stumbled and circled around her wound.
It chirped several times at Fujiwara Shoko.
Wu Zhi seemed to be aware of the existence of Fujiwara Shoko at this time, and he quickly said: "Is there a way to ask him to save her?"
Fujiwara Shoko originally wanted to say that there was nothing he could do, and the light would be extinguished if he died.
But seeing her husband like this, she unexpectedly said: "There is a way, but..."
Before Fujiwara Shoko could say the next words, Takeshi quickly reached out and grabbed Fujiwara Shoko's wrist.
He held it tightly, but it didn't cause Fujiwara Shoko any pain.
All Fujiwara Shoko felt was the eagerness in Wu Zhi's heart.
She said: "Although death is like extinguishing a lamp, as long as the wick is still there, it can be relit."
"The most important thing right now is to protect my sister's body first."
Wu Zhi thought of the pill that Leng Wushuang had just given him, and quickly took it out and put it in the palm of his hand.
Suddenly I just felt a clear and cold feeling.
After Fujiwara Shoko saw the elixir, he couldn't help blurting out: "Bingqing Jade Pill?"
"My husband quickly gave it to my sister, and then used his internal power to dissolve the medicinal properties of this Bingqing Jade Pill. It flowed all over my sister's limbs and bones."
"While the blood in her body has not completely solidified, use the Bingqing Jade Pill to temporarily protect her seven souls."
Wu Zhi quickly followed suit.
He opened Pan Jinlian's mouth very gently and put the cold Bingqing Jade Pill into it.
Soon, Wu Zhi lowered his head and kissed Pan Jinlian's two red lips.