Jiang Junming took out the knife for mowing herbs from his arms, and while disinfecting it with a refreshing potion, he said in a deep voice: "Parase, the magical technique of concentrating the mind."

During the rescue, no matter what he said, he tried to be simple and easy to understand. He didn't have time to say more words, or even to be polite. Jiang Junming focused all his attention on the young knight student, and he didn't think about how impolite he was.

Some of the priests next to them changed their expressions. The young students from the church academy were so arrogant! They couldn't even use the magic of paralysis and concentration, and they were still pretending to behave here. What did the priest think? Because there were three bishops and the priests of the church, the priests did not scold them, but most of them were a little angry. Some priests looked at Jiang Junming sarcastically and laughed at him after he fell into trouble.

The great priest of the Chenguang Church did not mind Jiang Junming's rashness, and cast two divine techniques on the young knight student with a smile. The young student who was struggling in pain was lying quietly. Jiang Junming sighed in the center of his busy schedule that the divine technique was actually better and faster than anesthesia. This is really...

He tore open his white robe, stained a strip of cloth with refreshing potion, and wiped the surgical area. Jiang Junming then cut open the abdomen of the injured young knight student.

The hall of the Temple Alliance was silent, and people opened their eyes wide and looked at Jiang Junming in surprise with a knife to cut the wounded's belly! What was he doing? In the hall of the Temple Alliance, under the light of the Holy Emblem, he actually did such an evil thing?

The other young students had trust in Jiang Junming because they had fought side by side. Although they couldn't understand what he was doing, they did not scold or ridicule. Some female students covered their mouths tightly to avoid making noises. The knights, paladins and priests of the Temple Alliance looked at Jiang Junming's actions similar to pagans in surprise, but they didn't say anything. There were three bishops, the great priests of the Morning Light Church, and everything Jiang Junming did was agreed by the great people, so no matter how many questions they had in their hearts, they would temporarily suppress them.

If this were not the evil magic of the Necromancer, what else could it be? Watching the blood slowly flow out. Although not many, the powerful men of the Temple Alliance were sure of this. They just don’t understand why the great priest of the Morning Light Church would allow a disguised pagan to do such a ruthless thing in the temple.

Jiang Junming's fingers, palms, and wrists were extremely stable, and he cut open the abdominal skin and muscles of the injured young knight student. He opened the peritoneum, and a stomach full of blood was sprayed out instantly due to the sudden decrease in pressure.

Seeing such a bloody scene, some young female students fainted. The faces of the powerful men of the Temple Alliance also changed. Is this a humiliating believers of the gods in the Temple Alliance?

Countless eyes looked at the three bishops, and finally everyone looked at the great priest of the Chenguang Church. Because it was his words, Jiang Junming made such a rebellious move in the hall of the Temple Alliance. In the eyes of many strong people, this was the evil undead mage provoking in person, which was a naked insult! He was doing such evil things under the holy emblem of all churches in the Temple Alliance. Who gave him such courage!

The kind smile on the face of the great priest of Chenguang Church did not change, but said lightly: "Junming. Don't be nervous, just do your best."

Jiang Junming seemed to have not heard his words. He lowered his head and looked for the bleeding point in the gushing blood. Because the peritoneum was cut open by himself, the pressure in the abdominal cavity suddenly decreased and the bleeding became even more violent. Jiang Junming knew that if he could not find the bleeding blood vessel within ten seconds, the injured young knight student would definitely die due to heavy bleeding. Although he had not killed him, he played a driving role.

Without an attractive device to suck blood, it is impossible to expose the magic field. It is difficult to do this, and it goes without saying that Jiang Junming also knows it. So his whole mind was in the operation, and he did not hear the gentle words of the great priest of the Chenguang Church comforting him.

It was indeed the spleen ruptured, and Jiang Junming's eyes first focused on the spleen. The shape of the spleen was a bit weird, with uneven edges, like jagged teeth. Oh, that's it! Jiang Junming realized what was wrong with his previous thoughts. The magic technique can indeed promote the growth of blood vessels, muscles, and organs, and achieve a healing effect. However, after the explosion injury, the spleen was misaligned under the shock of a huge force, and the wound was irregular and could not heal in an instant. Perhaps for this situation, more advanced magic technique would have a way, but in Twilight City, the young knight student did not receive the treatment of that level of magic technique.

The ruptured spleen rupture did not recover from the treatment of magic, but only achieved some improvement.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Junming reached his hand into the abdominal cavity of the injured young knight student without hesitation, touching it in a stomach full of blood, relying on his hand and understanding of the human anatomy to find the bleeding splenic artery.

No one spoke, no exclamation, no rebuke, and the air in the temple seemed to condense, making people crazy.

As the operation began, Jiang Junming felt that the strength in his body began to appear abnormal. His body was weak, as if he was symptomatic of hypoglycemia. His whole body was sweating profusely, and his back was immediately wet with sweat. Jiang Junming also knew how ugly his face was now. Persevere! Be sure to persevere!

Jiang Junming thought this and suddenly felt a magic trick falling on him, and then his body felt much more relaxed.

A priest from the Gods Church cast a magic trick to help relieve fatigue. The magic trick fell on Jiang Junming, and Jiang Junming then seemed a little more energetic.

The great priest of the Morning Light Church raised his eyelids slightly, and his eyes shot towards the priest of the God of Guardian Church like lightning. The great priest naturally knew why he did this. Because of his own persistence, this young man named Jun Ming could do such an incredible thing in the temple. They could not directly express their objections. This was respect for themselves or awe. But Jiang Junming's performance was indeed very similar to the actions of an evil necromancer who was performing evil magic. If he had not seen Jiang Junming's magical performance at the home of Slow, the great priest would have never let Jiang Junming do so at this moment.

But this time it was more shocking than what he did to Slo Congressman Slow. Was he using some evil magic to put his hand into the blood? The great priest's mind was a little dazed at that time. The magic technique seemed to relieve fatigue, and even he could not pick on anything. But if Jiang Junming was casting the magic technique and guiding the powerful blood magic technique, the magic technique to relieve fatigue would naturally become an attack spell, causing damage to the necromancer.

How could the great priest of the Chenguang Church not know about the various subtle thoughts and thoughts in the middle? If Jun Ming was the undead mage, he was allowed to cast spells in the temple, even if he was the great priest of the Chenguang Church, it would be an inescapable blame. Not only himself, but even the Chenguang Church would be severely damaged. Although the Temple Alliance is an alliance, it is just an alliance after all. Many great priests have seen many intrigues in many churches. Especially when the Six-winged God of War frequently shows miracles and the power of the Chenguang Church has soared. If... the great priest suddenly regrets it, Jiang Junming should not be allowed to save people. If there are any mistakes, the status of his great priest is nothing. After the Six-winged God of War displays miracles, there are no more people who can convert to the Chenguang Church. It is all caused by himself. How should he face God's punishment in the future?

Fortunately, under the influence of the magic technique to relieve fatigue, Jiang Junming not only did not suffer any harm, but instead seemed a little more energetic and his pale face improved.

At this time, even if it was to stop the young student named Jun Ming from treating the patient, it would be too late. Countless thoughts appeared in the mind of the great priest, and glanced at the priest of the God of Guarding the God of God, and a magic trick that no one could find out was wrong. If it could prove that Jun Ming was the undead mage, it would not only hit the Morning Light Church, but also hit the Fairness and Justice Church because the God of Care is the servant god of the God of Fairness and Justice.

He is indeed a powerful character. In this case, he would have thought of this method so quickly. The great priest glanced at the priest who guarded the God Church, and said nothing, and continued to look at Jiang Junming.

The bishop of the Church of the God of Fairness and Justice and the bishop of the Church of the God of Morning Light were both very bad. How could they not know what the magic technique meant just now? But although they knew, no one could blame the priest of the escort of the Church of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the time. Although Jiang Junming was not hurt, at this moment, even if he was not a necromancer, just what he did could be considered by other archbishops and priests in the temple alliance that he could indulge a necromancer to perform evil magic in the temple!

What kind of crime is this? Even if he is the bishop of the Twilight City Church, he cannot bear it. It is too late to stop it now. As long as the young knight cadet dies, there will inevitably be a sensation. The bishop of the Morning Light Church regrets it very much. He doesn't know that the young priest who cares about the church is actually such a terrifying and weird scene when he treats patients. If he knew, he would not let him do anything. The only way now is to let him continue and successfully save the young knight cadet.

"The magic of the God of Guardian Church is still a little worse. Master, please help Jun Ming relieve his fatigue." The bishop of the God of Fairness and Justice said slowly.

A divine art, a sentence, how many swords and swords are contained in the middle? The great priest of the Morning Light Church is the highest in Twilight City, and no one can question this. The bishop of the God of Fairness and Justice Church said this sounds out of public intention, but those who can understand the implicit counterattack are filled with a stern heart. (To be continued...)
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