"Father, how is Lianxing?" Yu Wenlei asked eagerly.
"Sigh... She still has no improvement. It's been two years..."
"Father, Lei'er has fulfilled the promise he made two years ago. This senior Wu is the powerful Spirit King! Let's go quickly, let's go to Lianxing."
"What! Spirit King!" Yu Wenlong was shocked, his hands quickly let go of Yu Wenlei, and his eyes turned to the old man beside him. Wu Changyin kept his aura reserved and stood there calmly. In addition, Yu Wenlong was so excited that he actually ignored the ancestors and grandsons of the Wu family...
"Senior Wu...Senior Wu, please forgive me and pay my respects to Senior Wu!" Yu Wenlong took a step forward and bowed respectfully to pay homage. The senior family members behind him also bowed their hands. Warriors cultivate and respect those who have mastered it. Although there are several elders in the family who are even older than Wu Changyin, the gap in cultivation is like a cloud. In front of Wu Changyin, the Yuwen family's heritage is nothing more than a cloud.
"No need, take me there." Wu Changyin said calmly.
"Yes, yes, Senior Wu."
After saying that, Yu Wenlong led the way and took the Wu family's ancestors and grandchildren to Lian Xing's room. After entering, Wu Changyin waved his hand. Except for Yu Wenlong and Yu Wen Lei, everyone else was waiting outside the door.
Walking to the bedside, Yu Wenlei saw that familiar face again. Two years later, Lianxing's face remained the same except for the slight paleness caused by weakness. She seemed to be still the same girl of fifteen or sixteen years old...
"She is your sister. She is still so young, but she has encountered such a misfortune..." Wu Shu showed sympathy. Yuwen Lianxing was a few years younger than her, but she had already endured such pain. , good or bad luck is unpredictable.
"Yes, if Lian Xing hadn't suffered, her character would be very similar to Miss Wu."
"Really..." Wu Shu murmured softly, then turned her head and looked directly at Wu Changyin, "Grandpa, you must try your best. I don't want this little sister to lie down all the time."
"You kid, grandpa will naturally do his best." Wu Changyin glanced at his granddaughter strangely, then raised one of his hands and stretched out two fingers. Under the faint fluctuations of spiritual power, Lian Xing's right hand slowly floated up and stuck to the two fingers.
Wu Changyin closed his eyes and focused on exploring Lianxing's condition. But Yu Wenlei and others waited quietly, not daring to make a sound. After about dozens of breaths, Wu Changyin took his hand back.
"Senior Wu, how is Lianxing? Can he be saved?" Yu Wenlei asked anxiously.
"Yuwen boy, don't worry. Although the magic power has spread throughout her body, the magic power in her body is too weak..." Wu Changyin curled his lips and said, "I just didn't expect that these people have penetrated so deeply. Is it a remote place..."
"Senior Wu, do you also know these men in black?" Yu Wenlei felt a little relieved after hearing his tone.
"As far as I know, this force is supposed to be from the Central Continent, but for some unknown reason, it has frequently been active in Western Xinjiang in recent years. I don't know what conspiracy it is."
Yu Wenlei nodded silently. It seemed that not only the Great Feng Dynasty, but also the forces of the men in black organization were making trouble in other places. However, these are not what he should worry about now. There will always be someone to hold up the sky if it falls. I believe that those giants in Western Xinjiang will never allow these people to develop and grow...
"You all should go out too. I'm going to start cleaning her pulse. During this period, no one can come in and disturb her!" Wu Changyin said solemnly.
"Yes, senior."
Hearing this, Yu Wenlei and his son consciously exited the room. Pulse cleansing could not be completed in an instant, it would take at least several hours. Only Wu Shu was left in the room to help.
Outside the door, all the elders were pacing back and forth in the courtyard, their faces still a little confused. It was also the first time for them to see the Spirit King, and they had no idea about the Spirit King's methods.
"Lei'er, Senior Wu..."
"Don't worry, foster father. Listening to Senior Wu's tone, he should be very confident."
More than a dozen people waited quietly. About an hour later, there was still no movement in the room. At this time, in the courtyard opposite Yuwen Lianxing, a young man suddenly passed by. He was holding a wine bottle in his right hand. He was very drunk. He staggered every step of the way and pushed open the door opposite.
"Ying'er... alas!" Beside Yu Wenlei, a man with half-white hair among the elders sighed. This man is Yu Wenlei's fourth uncle, fourth elder, and Yu Wenying's father.
Yu Wenlei remembered that two years ago, his fourth uncle looked good even though he was over fifty years old. However, less than two years after he came here, his fourth uncle looked noticeably older. The reason must be that Yu Wenying failed to recover...
Yu Wenlei frowned slightly, and he also felt a little regretful. If he hadn't hesitated for a moment and warned him earlier, this result might not have been like this.
"Fourth uncle, I'm going to see Yu Wenying." Yu Wenlei said, and after he finished speaking, he walked towards the courtyard opposite.
"Uh..." The fourth elder wanted to reach out to stop him, but after thinking about it, he put his hand down again, and then he followed Yu Wenlei and walked over.
Tread, step.
At this time, Yu Wenying was slumped on the ground, leaning against a pillar. His hair was disheveled and his face was covered with stubble, giving him a completely down and out look. Suddenly, he heard footsteps approaching and just glanced up casually.
"Ying'er, how many times have dad told you to cheer up? It's okay if your cultivation is broken, but if you can't, your heart will be broken too!" the fourth elder advised earnestly.
"Dad...you don't need to say anything. I want to be quiet. You can go..."
"well……"
The fourth elder shook his head and sighed. He turned around and pulled Yu Wenlei, feeling helpless. But Yu Wenlei blocked his hand and instead took two steps forward.
"Yu Wenying, I am Yu Wenlei!"
"Yu Wen Lei? So what if it's you, I don't want to see you now." Yu Wenying picked up the wine bottle and took another sip.
"Yu Wenying, I have avenged your revenge for you. Min Hen is dead, but you are still alive. In this case, you should not be decadent anymore..."
"Really? Then I want to thank you. Okay, let's go!" After hearing this, Yu Wenying was not very happy. He squeezed it with his hands, but he couldn't even crush a wine bottle. He was completely helpless. feeling.
The fourth elder sighed repeatedly. He knew that Yu Wenlei said this for his son's good, but he was the only one who understood best. Both father and son were arrogant people. It might be more uncomfortable to become a useless person than to die.
The fourth elder stretched out his hand again, wanting to take Yu Wenlei away. However, Yu Wenlei blocked it again. He pondered for a moment, but still did not give up.
"Yu Wenying, if there is another way for you to regain your strength, but it will risk your life, do you dare to try it?"
"Huh? What!" Yu Wenying and the fourth elder were both shocked. Yu Wenying threw away the wine bottle and stood up holding on to the pillar, "What did you say? What method? Tell me, even if I narrowly escape death, I will Gotta try!”
Huh... Yu Wenlei's expression was solemn. He also understood Yu Wenying's heart, so he took the risk to say these words. Then, he turned his eyes to the fourth elder, "Fourth uncle, do you agree?"
"this……"
"Dad! I want to try! Even if I die, I will have no regrets!"
"Alas..." The fourth elder hesitated, but looking at Yu Wenying's firm expression, he finally nodded in agreement.
