Chapter 3479
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I will do my best to make the pill (3)
It was as if she was very confident in Grandma Gongsun's character.
"Elder Gongsun is here, I am much more relieved …"
Before Grandma Gongsun could reply, Yan Zifeng, who was sitting on the ground, raised his head and sighed at Grandma Gongsun.
"This pill is too evil … I can't make it …"
As he spoke, his gaze shifted to the black parchment on the ground.
But just as he finished speaking, a huge bolt of lightning fell from the sky that had just calmed down. With a boom, it struck Yan Zifeng's body.
In a breath's time, Yan Zifeng, who was charred black, fell backwards!
This scene was so unexpected that Zhen Xiaoxiao couldn't take his eyes off it, his brows raised high.
"Quick! Save Master Yan! "
This time Grandma Gongsun was really anxious. She jumped up and urged Huichun and Guixin to stimulate Yan Zifeng's acupoints with silver needles. She also kicked Puyu, who had fainted on the ground, to wake him up. She took out a pill from his sleeve and stuffed it into Yan Zifeng's mouth.
Looking at Yan Zifeng, who had once been suave and elegant, but now seemed to be out of breath, Grandma Gongsun, who had just made up her mind that even if it meant losing her life, she would abide by her bottom line and never bow down to the Master of the Black Dragons, wavered for a moment!
If the Master of the Black Dragons tortured her, she wouldn't give in.
But the Master of the Black Dragons was smart. He had no intention of attacking the Immortal of Medicine, but wanted to use Yan Zifeng's life to test Grandma Gongsun's bottom line!
Every time she refused, Yan Zifeng would be struck by a terrifying lightning.
Even if he died.
Grandma Gongsun's four personal apprentices were still here. The four of them weren't very useful in making the magic pill, but they had been swept into the Hundred Intense Herb Field by the fake Nine Apex Chrysanthemum Stone as hostages!
On one side were five living lives.
On the other was the evil magic pill.
Grandma Gongsun's chest heaved, feeling like she had made her choice.
"Senior Gongsun, I respect your moral character. You've never participated in the schemes of the Dust Parting Tower … This pill, you must not …" Yan Zifeng had finally been rescued with great difficulty, but before he could even spit out the congested blood in his lungs, Yan Zifeng began to shout angrily again. It was as if his life was completely unimportant in front of Ji Jie!
His extreme and impulsive actions naturally enraged the Master of the Black Dragon, who was hidden behind the heavens!
"You're courting death!"
In an instant, the sea of thunder roared angrily, emitting boundless light and fire, stealing away all the light of the day. However, under the dark clouds, lightning that was even more dazzling than the sun burst forth!
A massive thunderbolt rapidly condensed in the wind. It was shaken by the majestic immortal might, and blood gushed out of Pu Yu's seven orifices. Gui Chun and Gui Xin fell to the ground once more, their faces filled with fear. As far as they were concerned, even the tribulation lightning of an Immortal was far inferior to the mountain collapsing and the earth splitting before them.
"Don't kill him. I will definitely refine pills with all my might!" Grandma Gongsun swung her sleeves angrily and stood up. No matter what, she had to protect the righteous Yan Zifeng and her four disciples!
"Gongsun Qing!"
Yan Zifeng's eyes widened in anger, but he was laughing in his heart.
Back at Lord Shaoning's residence, when he found out that the winner was the famously stubborn Gongsun Qing, he had a headache and quickly came up with this brilliant plan to injure himself.
When dealing with different people, he naturally had to use different methods to quickly achieve his goal.
For example, this stubborn and smelly old hag. Rather than breaking her bones, it would be better to break the backs of innocent people and use the lives of innocent people to threaten them.
I remember writing that Small Gruel still has a soul that isn't with him. It's his sense of taste, right? Right? Did I write that?
(End of this chapter)
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