However, these are not important anymore.
What is important is that someone finally came in.
Gu Xijiu wanted to catch this person, but her hands and feet were numb as if they were pins and needles, and they didn't look like her own at all.
She couldn't direct them to make corresponding movements.
She was anxious, lest the person run away again and leave her behind.
No one asked here, so she held back her voice.
He felt comfortable and spoke hurriedly: "You are here to interrogate me.
Tell Gu Canmo that I don't want to be a student in today's gathering.
If I don't do it, you can just let me sign and sign it.
Don't hurt the big clam.
I'll take it away."
It killed him.
Give me half a month and I can investigate the real culprit."
She was afraid that she would faint and be too late to express her position, so she said these words like exploding beans, and her voice was as hoarse as sand in an iron pot.
Her fingers convulsively tried to grab the man's sleeve, but she couldn't for a moment, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
"Don't move."
The man finally spoke, his voice as cool as a clear spring in the mountains: "Don't worry, I will seek justice for you."
This deity Gu Xijiu finally grasped the key point in her groggy mind.
She tried her best to open her eyes wide, but her vision was so blurred that she could only see a patch of white like snow.
"Holy Lord, let me hold Miss Gu," a voice sounded from the side.
The arms holding her did not let go, and a slightly cold voice sounded: "I will hold her with you."
There was a faint sound of gasping nearby, but no one dared to speak.
Holy Lord Gu Xijiu's eyes opened even wider.
She was hallucinating.
A slightly cool vial came close to her almost dry mouth: "Be good, open your mouth."
Gu Xijiu subconsciously opened her mouth, and a stream of sweet water poured into her mouth, moistening her almost dry throat and sliding into her stomach.
Although she only had a mouthful of water, she seemed to have been irrigated with seedlings, and her spirit finally began to return.
She was finally able to see clearly the person holding her.
He was dressed in a white robe as white as snow, with a cold jade mask on his face, even his chin was covered tightly, and his snow-white hair was as silver as satin, hanging down like the snow in the vast sky.
Looking from the direction of Gu Xijiu, one could barely see his eyes.
They were a pair of eyes as blue as the sea, which seemed to hide thousands of hectares of cold waves, and they were extremely frightening when turned to the side.
Holy Lord, it turns out this is the Holy Lord I didn't expect that he would be the one to save her.
Gu Xijiu felt like she was dreaming, and couldn't help but move.
It was only then that her body regained some consciousness, but it was all sore and numb like needles.
This movement was like countless sharp needles piercing her skin and flesh, making her Couldn't help but groan.
"I'm numb."
The Holy Lord lowered his eyes and glanced at her, then put his palms on her back quietly, and spiritual power penetrated into her body, instantly alleviating the soreness and numbness in her body.
The Holy Lord strode out with her in his arms, and behind him were several leaders of Tianjutang, including Gu Canmo.
Gu Canmo's face was a little pale, and there was sweat on his forehead.
He looked at Gu Xijiu, who was dying in the Holy Lord's arms and had almost lost a lot of weight.
He couldn't help but explain: "Holy Lord, it was she who allowed the clam to kill people. , Canmo did not dare to torture her after catching her , I just wanted to lock her up for a few days to calm her anger before I could act rationally, but I didn’t expect her to be so unwilling to lock her up.
It was also Can Mo’s negligence and he forgot that she had not yet been rehabilitated.
When Can Mo remembered this, he was about to send someone to give her some food.
We had something to eat and drink, but unexpectedly the Holy Lord came”: