Chapter 770: : You are not allowed to die

Chapter VII: You are not allowed to die.
As for the real reason, naturally few people can know.
"Oh, this is too serious, too serious, and back to heaven!"
One by one, the elders of ancient Tianzong regretted leaving Tianmufeng. They could not find a way. They were used by the ancient Qingyang elders, and they were useless.
In the ancient Tianzong hall, Sima Tingxing glass double scorpion dignified, then made a decision, and told the crowd: "Notify the elders of the elders to help each other, and the power of the whole sect should also help the ensign, send people to Lingtian Valley, teach innumerable , Dalunjiao, Tianshenzong, Xuan Mingzong, Xiandumen, Huijianmen, Xuanfumen, to see if they have any way, my ancient Tianzong does not hesitate to seek treatment!"
"Yes!"
Many disciples nodded, and then they left the ancient Tianzong. They wanted to go out and find a cure for Du Shaozhen.
"Is this a talent for heaven, and many elders have words, if they can let the boy stay in the ancient Tianzong, even if he promised that he would be the next lord of ancient Tianzong." "Sima Tingxing eyes are dignified and he is sorry."
On the Tianmu Peak, in his room, Du Shaoqi was bloody, his chest was cracked, and the blood in his mouth blew out blood. When he moved a little, he would spurt blood.
It has been several days since the ancient Tianzong, many elders have come to check, and even the elders came to inspect, but also took a lot of elixir, but it has not been effective, Du Shaozhen has become more and more serious.
Du Shaozhen peeked into his body, the heart of the mysterious leaves and treasures, which had already begun to wither, and the energy of the vitality of the body that was originally taken in the body began to fade.
"I am afraid I can't."
Du Shaoqi smiled bitterly, his face was gray, and he had reached the end. Everything in the body began to shrink, and his life was no longer. The problem was already serious.
"You will not have anything, your master brother, have sent people everywhere to find a way, and will definitely find a way for you."
The appearance of Gu Qingyang’s peerless master is no longer there. His eyes are dignified and humid, his eyes are worried, and his face is always ruddy. At this time, it is covered with pale colors.
"Don't think too much, there must be a way. This is the ancient Tianzong."
Ouyang Shuang Du Xiaoman said to Du Shaozhen that he was afraid that Du Shaoqi would give up, but their own concerns could not be concealed.
"I am content."
Du Shaoqi smiled and looked at the master around him, the three brothers, the eldest sister, Ouyang Shuang, and the master brother who was trying to find a way for himself. The heart was warm.
This kind of warmth is also a great force for support for dying people.
"Just there are some regrets... I hope my sister can be safe and sound..."
I have secretly smeared some regrets. These regrets have been buried in the depths by Du Shaoyan. Those regrets have no time to change.
"Find something, don't say those sorrowful words, the last time you lost in your hands, it is your luck, I am waiting to come back later, can you die like this!"
The crisp voice came, a woman walked into the room, the jewelry on the wrist was crisp, and the brocade skirt was wrapped around the body, and the cute and charming inside was lovely.
These women, let Ouyang Shuang and Du Xiaoman also misunderstood each other, came to the ancient Tianzong Miss Sima Muzhen.
"Are you out of customs?"
Seeing Sima Muzhen, Du Shaozhen sneaked, and then smiled slightly, it was already half a year, they have been out of customs for half a year, and they feel the breath of Sima Muzhen, it seems to be a huge improvement.
"Don't talk, I will heal you."
Sima Mu looked at Du Shaozhen’s speech and bloody, and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. The dawn was dark and fluctuating. He said to the ancient Elders of the Qing Dynasty: "Uncle Shu, you help me to protect the law, let me help him heal."

"it is good."
Gu Qingyang nodded and then defended the law for the two.
"I have been weak, don't waste your energy."
In the room, Du Shaozhen sat cross-legged, and smiled and said to Sima Muzhen, Du Shaozhen is naturally the most clear and understandable.
"Don't talk and waste your energy. I want to die in front of me. I am afraid that it is not easy. I have told you about your situation. I will help you to replenish your life and delay for a while."
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When the voice fell, Sima Muzhen also sat cross-legged, silk-like hair behind the brain, casually scattered in the slender waist with a surplus of less than a grip, the handprints condensed, a vibrant pressure, from the body Spread out.
This embarrassment, the mighty atmosphere spreads the energy of the heavens and the earth, and the mysterious lines are rolling, and the supreme power of the Tianmu Peak is so high that the peak of the Tianmu Peak suddenly rises.
"Booming..."
At this moment, the sky above the Tianmu Peak, the wind rushed, faintly accompanied by the wind and thunder resounded through the sky.
"Mu's head has a green wooden martial arts, and it is a combination of undead grass and soul. She can at least protect the Lord's vitality and be sure to find a way!"
On the Tianmu Peak, at this time, the ancient Qing Yang elder's dignified face, in the clear eyes, is also looking forward to hope.
"Hula..."
In the room, Sima Mu's handprint is still condensed, the soul of the green wood is covered, the scent of the scorpion is flickering, and the soul of the ditch is continued. With the scent of the scorpion, a huge grass-shaped object gathers in front of it.
It is the soul of the undead grass, the crystal clear and transparent, the grass is like a scorpion, like a real thing, a terrible pressure is coming.
The undead grass venom appears, covering the Du Shaoyan, wrapping it, and infusing the source.
Sima Mu squatted on the knees, and also showed the charming and seductive posture wrapped in the brocade dress. The eyes covered the runes, and the horrible pressure spread on the grass-shaped souls before them. It was wrapped in Du Shaozhen.
Du Shaozhen felt that his body was once again filled with vitality, and there was a rush of life into his body.
Then the upgrade package was covered with Du Shaoyan's internal organs and muscles, and the pale complexion became rosy.
Three days later, on the Tianmu Peak, the amazing movement subsided.
In the room, Sima Muyu was pale and had a trace of blood on his lips.
Du Shaohao is much better, and the body is much more comfortable. Looking at the pale face of Sima Mu, he said: "Thank you."
"You remember, I am going to my grandmother to help you find a way. Without my consent, you are not allowed to die. Otherwise, if you are dead, I will not let you go."
Sima Muzhen’s stunned Du Shaozhen’s eyes, and several medicinal herbs in the hands of the fiber were directly inserted into Du’s mouth.
Then Sima Muzhen gently wiped the dry blood of Du Shaoqi's mouth and wiped it clean. I don't know why, suddenly there was a flush on his face and he left the room in a hurry.
"Less, how are you feeling."
After a while, Gu Qingyang, Yu Wanli, Ouyang Shuang, Du Xiaoman, etc. rushed in.
Looking at Du Shaoqi’s face, there was still a bit of ruddyness. Everyone was excited and seemed to see a certain hope.
The mountains overlap, and the giant city stretches, like a black ancient dragon circling across the horizon.
On top of the dusk peaks, Cheng Shengnan stood quietly, with orange-red strength, slender high-legged legs and a waist that was less than a grip, forming a long and enchanting arc.
"Are you really dying, or our fate is really coming to an end, I think there are so many red faces around you, and I will not be a bad one..."
Cheng Shengnan frowned slightly, looking at the sunset, muttering: "No matter what, I hope that you can be safe, maybe I am tired, I want a shoulder, we are all right, just not suitable..."
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Time passed by, Tianmu Peak, Du Shaozhen also saw Qiao Yingmeng, Hao Jue, Fuyang, Mo Wen, Mu Jiajia and others who had already cleared from the secret, and also met Ge Zong.
Du Shaozhen handed over the ancient Tianzong Tianxia and Tianxia Pavilion to everyone.
However, Gu Changyou was not seen. It is said that Gu Changyou has no idea what the reason has been. He has been retiring for a long time, and he has been ruining the materials.
During this period of time, Du Shaoqi also saw Yin Mochen coming to visit.
After just chatting for a while, Yin Mochen was driven away by Wanli and could not affect Du Shaoyu’s rest.
The ancient Tianzong disciples who sent out to find a way have already passed back the news through the sound jade, and they have not found a way to treat the heartless disease.
The news made Sima Tingxing and Gu Qingyang elders extremely worried.
The situation of Du Shaoqi was once again serious, and the vitality of Sima Muyu was faster than it was supposed to dissipate.
Du Shaozhen feels that he is really not working. I am afraid that it will be more serious than the last time. This time, the body has a feeling of total collapse.
At the last time, Du Shaozhen thought for a long time and decided to go back to Shicheng. Even if he was going to die, he would die in Shicheng.
"No, you must stay in the ancient Tianzong."
Gu Qingyang opposed it. He would never be relieved. Now his disciples are hanging on the line, how can they leave the ancient Tianzong.
"Master, I know that your mind, there is no banquet in the world, I am dead, it is my life, thank you Master for teaching the disciples, the last time, I want to go back to Shicheng, maybe my alcoholic old man Finally, I can come back."
Du Shaodi, the official gimmick three heads, thanked Master for everything he did for himself.
"You are this child."
The ancient Qingyang elders were full of ruddy eyes and secretly wiped their tears. They didn't say anything more. They said, "Then go back first. I am waiting for news in the Zongzhong. Once there is a way to cure you, I will go to Shicheng to find you."
Therefore, Du Shaoqi returned to Shicheng, and the next day, the ancient Tianzong disciples spontaneously lined up and sent.
In the hearts of all disciples, the one who is a purple robe, that is the legend of the Zongzhong.
It is a pity that the talents of Tianzhu are reluctant to give up.
"Today's update, there will be a small explosion tomorrow, if the flowers can reach 350 at noon tomorrow, Xiaoyan will try to get a few more chapters, and the plot of tomorrow should also be turned around.
Thanks again to all of your brothers and sisters for their support and thanks. "