Chapter 1292 A worthy death

Fu Shiyi, who had already reached the side door, paused.

Fu Shiyi, who had already reached the side door, paused for a moment.

What kind of thing.

You actually want to have a detailed talk with her alone?

Could it be the eldest brother and second sister?

It shouldn’t be!

Although this is a family matter, everyone here is close to them, especially Sanniang. The three brothers and sisters were all brought up by Sanniang. If it is a matter between the eldest brother and the second sister, there is no need to avoid Sanniang.

"Eleven, let's go"

Mr. Fu sighed silently.

He patted Fu Shiyi's shoulder comfortingly.

Apparently.

Mr. Fu knew what Fu Zhihong wanted to say to Fu Shiyi.

"good"

Fu Shiyi responded.

This is a reply to Fu Zhihong.

Although he didn't know what it was, Fu Shiyi had a bad feeling in his heart.

Small side room.

The area is less than ten square meters.

A simple wooden bed, with a small spirit gathering array arranged around the wooden bed. Dots of spiritual energy around the room were gathered together to form a thin stream of milky white spiritual energy, which continuously flowed into Fu Yian's body on the wooden bed.

Fu Yian's face was pale and without any blood.

The spiritual energy entered his body and came out again.

Fu Yian's body is like a sieve, full of loopholes.

At Dantian.

It was empty, and the condensed golden elixir was gone.

An injury like his.

Even if he is cured, the foundation of his cultivation has been cut off, and he can only survive as an ordinary person for the rest of his life.

"Eleven, come and take a look."

Mr. Fu took his pulse.

Shaked his head.

Even he was helpless.

It was only a matter of time before Fu Yian died, sooner or later.

Fu Shiyi's heart skipped a beat. Although she had expected it, after she checked Fu Yian's body, she realized that Fu Yian's injuries were much more serious than she had imagined.

Fu Yian is not only a self-destructive elixir.

and.

When facing the enemy, Fu Yian must have used some forbidden secret technique, which caused the destruction of all the air points in his body and the two bridges of heaven and earth.

Such serious injuries.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have died on the spot.

It is already a miracle that Fu Yian can survive until now.

"eleven"

"Are Yi'an's parents still alive?"

"If they are still there, let the clan take out a protective talisman and transport them to Mangzhou to see Yi'an one last time."

Fu Yian seems tall and powerful.

but.

He was affected by the magic energy and grew as tall as an adult before he was a year old. It has only been a few decades since he started cultivating immortals, so if his parents are in good health, their longevity should not be exhausted.

However.

Fu Yian's father, Fu Shengyi, suffered from Fu Da's rebellion and divorced his wife. He drank all day long and died early before Yang.

Instead, it was Fu Shengyi's wife.

After returning to the clan, he lived a life of fine clothing and good food, and had a son as good as Fu Yian. As far as Fu Shiyi knew, Fu Shenyi's wife had not passed away, and she could still go to major markets in a sedan chair every day.

"grandfather"

"I'll send a message to Uncle Jiu in Guyaju right now."

There was an unspeakable sadness on Fu Shiyi's face, and he had nothing to hide in front of his grandfather.

Mr. Fu let out a long sigh.

He patted Fu Shiyi on the shoulder and said comfortingly:

"eleven"

"Immortal cultivators are just like mortals. If they don't achieve enlightenment in one day, they will have to face life, old age, illness and death. Yi'an's life was saved by you at the beginning, and now he can be regarded as a well-deserved death."