"Master Liang, you have tried your best. Don't make things difficult for yourself anymore. I am the Changfeng Sect in my heart." Qin Haofang and others wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes and said to Liang Yunshi.

They could all see that Liang Yunshi's injuries were really serious, and it would be a blessing to be able to save his life. If he had to forcefully use the Tianxing magic needle, no matter whether he succeeded or failed, he would probably be unable to save his life.

"I am not good at learning skills and let down Master Su's trust. If I hadn't taken action this time, Master Su would have lived a little longer and might have found a way to cure it, but now it's too late. Speaking of which, it's actually me who harmed Master Su.

If you cannot cure him today, I will have no face to face Master Su, nor to face the ancestors of the Su family. How can I live alone? Please help me. If you refuse to agree, when Master Su dies, I will definitely commit suicide to thank the world!" Liang Yunshi said with a decisive face.

"Then, it's time for Master Liang." Seeing that Liang Yunshi's attitude was so firm, the deacons of Changfeng Sect and Qin Haofang, Yue Yanlin looked at each other and finally nodded and said.

They also knew that if Liang Yunshi took action, there would be some chance. If he did it himself, the sect leader would definitely die.

After saying that, everyone took a few steps back.

Liang Yun twisted the golden needle with solid hands, took a deep breath, and slowly stabbed Su Liangyong.

His fingers were trembling, and his expression was so solemn. The thin golden needle was as light as nothing on weekdays, but at this time, it was as heavy as a thousand pounds when it was held in his hand.

Just as the tip of the needle was about to pierce Su Liangyong's body, Liang Yunshi suddenly stopped. His injury was too serious, and the holy energy in his body was less than 30% of his usual day. If this needle was pierced, he would not have any confidence in suppressing the power of the magical artifact.

The life of Sect Master Su and his own were all between this needle! For the first time in his life, Liang Yunshi hesitated and could not be stabbed for a long time.

Seeing this, Qin Haofang and others were even more anxious and worried, but they did not dare to speak, for fear of disturbing Liang Yunshi's mind. However, Yue Yanlin's heart was completely relaxed. It seemed that Liang Yunshi was completely helpless, and he had no confidence and courage to cut the needle. Su Liangyong would undoubtedly die!

Liang Yunshi hesitated for a long time, and looked at Su Liangyong's increasingly painful face, and finally made up his mind and stabbed it with a needle!

Okay, it's over now! Yue Yanlin was happy and almost cheered.

He clearly saw that as Liang Yunshi's fingers trembled, the needle he stabbed also had a slight tremor. Even if he didn't know much about medicine, he knew that the most stability was needed when applying the needle. As long as there was a slight mistake, it would hurt people's lives.

Without Liang Yunshi's shot, Su Liangyong might be able to survive for a while. If this shot continues, he will only die faster.

"Old Liang, should I do it?" At this moment, a slender and tender little hand reached out, grabbed Liang Yunshi's wrist, and stopped him from pricking it.

How could Gu Fenghua not see anything that Yue Yanlin could see? She knew that with Liang Yunshi's injuries at this time, no matter how firm his will was, it would never be possible to save Su Liangyong, and would only lose his life in vain.

The only one who can save Su Liangyong was Gu Fenghua. She would not stand idly by whether it was for Liang Yunshi's safety or for Zixiao's divine fire.
Chapter completed!