Wan Qin is worried.

Keep pouring in.

Wan Qin would not know that Ling Tian, ​​whom the Wan family was searching for, was being placed in the Holy Sword Sect by Prime Minister Jiang. Mei Yuehua, as a member of the Qingxuan Sect, was a poison doctor.

It is undeniable.

Mei Yuehua's accomplishments in medicine are not comparable to those of ordinary people. At this time, Mei Yuehua personally diagnosed Ling Tian's pulse. The moment he pressed the pulse, Mei Yuehua frowned.

There was also surprise in her beautiful eyes: "What a terrible smell."

Although Ling Tian was unconscious, the original power was repairing Ling Tian's body all the time.

The terrifying power of the source is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Mei Yuehua trembled in her heart: "At such an age, you can have such a domineering aura, even surpassing the emperor's power?"

"But his cultivation..."

Mei Yuehua is even more unclear. According to the diagnosis, it can be seen that Ling Tian's strength is comparable to the Emperor, and even stronger than the average Emperor. However, Ling Tian's realm has not improved at all.

Why?

As an expert in medicine, Mei Yuehua was also shocked by this situation. Just when Mei Yuehua was surprised, she saw a layer of lotus shadow suddenly appeared under Ling Tian.

Although it disappeared in an instant.

Mei Yuehua felt it clearly and immediately exclaimed: "The power of the saint?"

Although it is a remnant, it is extremely real. Jiang Xiang also frowned: "Could this guy be from the Tianshen Temple?"

Temple of Heaven!

The Holy Sword Sect's sworn enemy, if not for this, Prime Minister Jiang would not have helped Ling Tian during the melee.

See you again at this time with the power of the Saint.

Killing intent!

Blink spread.

As the murderous intention spread, Jiang Xiang's heart became even colder, but Mei Yuehua resisted: "Stop."

Prime Minister Jiang was surprised: "Madam, do you know that the power of the saint is a disaster?"

"I......"

Mei Yuehua nodded: "Husband, although this guy has the power of a saint, he saved Miao'er after all. Do you want Miao'er to hate you for the rest of his life?"

Jiang Xiang is in trouble.

No more words.

Before the two of them could think about it, Ling Tian, ​​who was unconscious, finally made a move under the coordination of the original power. His fingers trembled and his eyes opened slightly. The moment he opened his eyes, a trace of suspicion poured into his heart.

"This is......"

Ling Tian turned his head in surprise, and saw Jiang Xiang's appearance for a moment, and immediately exclaimed: "Holy Sword Sect!"

kindness?

Jiang Xiang frowned: "Boy, are you finally awake?"

"I......"

Ling Tian stood up attentively: "Thank you very much, Master Jiang Xiang, for showing mercy."

Although he was unconscious, he had never forgotten the previous knife attack.

"snort."

Prime Minister Jiang said disdainfully: "No need to thank me, if it weren't for Miao'er, you would have been killed by the sword."

Miao'er?

Linger?

Ling Tian came back to his senses in an instant. Jiang Ling'er was the eldest lady of the Holy Sword Sect, Jiang Miao: "How is she?"

Ling'er's situation is not optimistic.

Jiang Xiang snorted: "She is fine for the time being."

"So good."

Ling Tian's heart felt heavy. If Ling'er died due to his own fault, he would never be able to forgive himself. Seeing Ling Tian's sincere expression, a trace of suspicion emerged in Mei Yuehua's beautiful eyes.

Ling Tian's worries don't seem to be fake. Could it be that he is deliberately getting closer to Jiang Miao?

Between surprises.

Jiang Xiang hummed: "Boy, although Miao'er is fine, can you give me an explanation?"

"As a member of the Tianshen Temple, why are you so close to Miao'er?" Jiang Xiang asked for a moment, his murderous intention suddenly revealed, and Ling Tian was stunned: "Master Jiang may have misunderstood, I am not a member of the Tianshen Temple."

"The evidence is in front of you, you still want to quibble?" Jiang Xiang became more murderous: "You have the power of a saint, but if you are not a member of the Tianshen Temple, what are you?"

"I......"

Ling Tian was speechless and shook his head with a wry smile: "I'm sorry, Master Jiang Clan, I can't say much about the reason, but I can tell you that there is a deep hatred between Tianshen Temple and I."

"Immortal!"
Chapter completed!