Didn’t my grandmother say that? My grandfather is a powerful monk with a lifespan of over 1000 yuan. How could he be about to be transformed?

Obviously.

They can't understand.

I don’t understand the dangers of sealing oneself and transforming oneself into the world.

However, Murong Wanwan, who was sitting next to the bed, didn't care about anything else at this time and looked at the unconscious old man lying on the bed.

The sad expression is beyond words.

She held Cheng Fan's skinny hand tightly and murmured:

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Old man, you can't leave!

Our days are still long.

Don’t scare me, open your eyes and see me!”

"Don't do such dangerous things in the future..."

Murong Wanwan was talking.

Regarding this.

The descendants by the bed didn't care, thinking that their grandmother was too sad and talked nonsense.

Only the descendants who have hidden cultivation have their own cultivation. When they hear their grandmother’s words, they also know that this is definitely not the nonsense of grandmother.

After all, monks are not confused, this statement.

Instead, there is a tradition of becoming more and more refined as you get older.

therefore.

At this moment, their descendants who have hidden cultivation seem to have thought of something?

Obviously.

Grandfather had an accident.

Otherwise, my grandmother wouldn't be so sad.

I wouldn't say such words.

Therefore, my grandfather was definitely not pretending to die and escape.

Thinking of this.

These younger generations with spiritual roots also know that one of the two-row jade pillars of the Cheng Immortal Clan is about to collapse.

It's definitely not a good thing for the family?

Thinking of this.

For a moment.

These virtuous sons and filial grandchildren felt uncomfortable.

certainly.

There is also a bit of sadness mixed in it.

Just then...

Cheng Fan, who was lying on the bed, heard a crying sound coming from his ears and his eyes opened slightly.

I saw it as I looked at his wife, Cheng Ping'an, with a sad face, and a group of descendants.

See this scene.

Cheng Fan sighed in his heart:

"Although I have never been granted a visit in my life, I have a lot of descendants."

"It's worth it!"

Immediately.

Cheng Fan's hoarse voice slowly said:

"You guys go out first!"

"I will tell your grandmother a few words and explain my funeral!"

Hearing words.

Those monks with spiritual roots, at the instructions of their elders, left this room one after another.

after all.

They knew in their hearts that their grandmother was a true Lord of the Nascent Soul, and their will was definitely not something that their younger generations could overturn.

Therefore, they quit withdrew very consciously.

As for those younger generations who had no spiritual roots, although they were thinking about the wealth at home and hesitated for a while, they also retreated under Cheng Ping'an's cold gaze.

soon.

There are only two people left in this room.

Cheng Fan, who was lying on the bed, looked at his wife beside the bed with his turbid eyes, and opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't say anything when he spoke.

Seeing this.

Murong Wanwan asked softly with tears in her eyes, with a sad face:

"What's wrong?"

"Is there anything to explain?"

That being said.

But at this moment, Murong Wanwan had the urge to tell the truth.

She didn't want her husband, this peerless powerful man, to die like a mortal.

However, when she thought of telling the truth, her husband was likely to have no chance of breaking through.

It is because Murong Wanwan knew clearly that she would become an ordinary person and become a worldly person in the end when her life was in danger...

It is the most hopeful time to seize a trace of breakthrough opportunities.

Because of this...

Only then did Murong Wanwan resist the impulse in her heart and still did not tell the truth.

On the other side.

Cheng Fan suddenly sighed lightly and said:

"My wife, I'm almost dead!"

"Can't you tell me the truth?"

"What's the truth?"

Murong Wanwan was a little puzzled.

Seeing this, Cheng Fan lying on the bed and looked disappointed and said:

"Are you a legendary immortal?"

"Did those wives before Ping'an not die?"

"Have you embarked on the road of immortality when you go out to study and the children and grandchildren who have been wandering around for many years?"

As soon as this statement comes out.

A hint of surprise flashed deep in Murong Wanwan's eyes.

When did your husband discover it?

However, although Cheng Fan is a mortal, he is very familiar with his wife who has been with him for many years.

When he noticed the change in the depths of Murong Wanwan's eyes...

Cheng Fan then understood his guess and was not wrong.

In the past, he didn't want to ask or know, but before he died, he wanted to get an answer.

This is also his only thought now.

Immediately.

Cheng Fan said to himself:

"I didn't have any doubts when Ping An's first wife went home to visit her relatives and died at the mouth of a beast!"

"But Ping An's second wife died of a severe bleeding in the fertility period. Although I did not notice any abnormality at that time and saw my daughter-in-law being carried out, I later found that there was no trace of blood in the delivery room."

"Maybe ordinary people are not sensitive to the smell of blood, but I am naturally relatively sensitive to various smells."

"After that, Ping An's wife was almost the same!"
To be continued...