Wen Fengcheng's excited voice trembled.

He never thought that the condition he had been tortured throughout his life was seen by his grandson who had first met.

Can this not be exciting?

"There is an ancient martial arts doctor in foreign countries who said that this disease is a rare spiritual leakage."

Spiritual leakage?

Ying Shaolong frowned slightly when he heard this.

It was the first time he heard it.

"Then what?"

Not cured?

Ying Shaolong didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Wen Fengcheng's face showed bitterness, "This disease happened a hundred and twenty years ago. I was also a pride of heaven that thousands of people envied."

"In that battle, I was arrogant and unruly. I spent all my spiritual power in my body to survive, and I kept swallowing the pills that increase my spiritual power."

"It causes serious physical deficits and cannot bear the overload. Then, as you see, a crack appears in the Dantian."

Wen Fengcheng's face was filled with infinite sadness when he said this.

It seems like I have recalled the painful past.

Ying Shaolong was puzzled, what kind of war was a hundred and twenty years ago?

Logically speaking, the spiritual energy was not abundant at that time, and the ancient martial arts forces did not arise in the Daxia Kingdom at that time.

Even if it was rising, few ancient martial arts forces competed for resources between them. After all, ancient martial artists at that time were rare talents.

At that time, they were afraid of death and cherished their talents, which led to the fact that the old guys today were more terrifying than the other.

Could it be that time?

Ying Shaolong thought about it and spoke up to test, "The Battle between Chaos Palace?"

call out!

Wen Fengcheng suddenly turned around when he heard these four words, and his slightly collapsed eyelids were supported by shocked eyes.

"How do you know? Where did you know!"

Wen Fengcheng was very nervous, stepped forward and grabbed his hand, looking at him with burning eyes.

"I investigated the disappearance of my parents..."

"Do you know a lot!"

"Just understand a little..."

Wen Fengcheng immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Ying Shaolong only knew a little.

At the same time, he looked at him with fear, "Don't investigate the matters about Chaos Palace in the future, as your parents' disappearance has nothing to do with this matter."

"In addition, don't mention these four words in the future, my body has nothing to do with this."

"Your grandma is still resting now. You are tired, go back and rest."

Wen Fengcheng seemed to have become a different person, all his original enthusiasm dissipated, and he waved at him seriously.

It looks like driving away.

Ying Shaolong wanted to say something else, but seeing that he was like this, he swallowed the words to his mouth.

He nodded, "Okay grandpa, please notify me when grandma wakes up, and... you should take good care of your health."

He still has many questions to ask, but it is not a good opportunity right now.

Grandpa was very resistant to the affairs of Chaos Palace. If he asked about his health at this time, he would not have informed him.

Ying Shaolong left his grandfather's room and felt a little sad.

He just mentioned the dispute in Chaos Palace, which aroused his grandfather so nervous and disgusted.

Then what would happen if he knew that he was going to represent the Daxia Kingdom in the Chaos Palace?

Thinking of this, I had a little headache.

Sometimes it is very troublesome to convince the elderly. They live their whole lives and are very stubborn.

Just when he was at a loss, a panic sound rang in the lobby again, "No, Miss Qi fainted!"

Ying Shaolong rushed over without any time to think about it.

Qi Yiren fainted on the strings of the piano, her face pale, and her hands and ten fingers were covered with blood.

The fingerprints were smoothed, a layer of skin was removed, and some scabs were uncovered.

In short, the originally white and smooth fingers turned into blood and even terrifying.

"Sister Yiren, how are you?"

Ying Shaolong hugged her in his arms with his hands on her back and found out that it was dizziness caused by the deficit of spiritual power.

Rest and replenish spiritual power and you can recover.

"It doesn't matter Miss Qi."

As soon as Qian Yue'er and Wen Jiuyang came out, they saw him holding Qi Yiren in his arms. They rushed forward and asked without any time to think about it.

"Auntie, you're awake, nothing is wrong."

Ying Shaolong asked with a very fast speech, and then said, "The dizziness caused by her loss of spiritual power is better. I just told her not to treat her anymore, but she just didn't listen."

As he said that, he looked up at Wen Jiuyang again, "Auntie, I'll take her to the guest room for rest first. You can wait for me here, and I'll come out to check your health later."

As he said that, he strode towards the room behind him.

It was not until his figure disappeared into the lobby that Qian Yue'er then withdrew her gaze.

Wen Jiuyang suddenly didn't know what to say, and he was speechless for a moment.

"Stop looking, he is not the object in this pool."

At this time, a soft and beautiful voice like a silver bell came from behind them, with very thin lines, making people imagine a sweet and simple face just by listening to the sound.

Sure enough, Qian Yue'er turned around and saw Shen Xinyi standing in front of her, wearing a pink skirt.

She had no gorgeous accessories, and even had no decorations on her body.

A head of black and shiny hair scattered casually around the waist. When the wind blew, the soft and thin hair clearly floated in the air.

There is a touch of gracefulness unique to Jiangnan women between their eyebrows and eyes. The upright nose bridge is very beautiful. Combined with the tender lips as light as pink, it gives people a feeling of being completely distant from the world.

Wen Jiuyang was panicked.

Looking at Qian Yue'er's inquiring eyes, she thought about it and then forced a smile and introduced, "This is Shen Xinyi..."

"I know, the saint of the Divine Doctor Pavilion has a good relationship with Shaolong. The two of them have visited Longdu twice alone, but they encountered a killer attack in both times. She has lived in the Wen family for a long time."

"This time, the mistress of the Wen family was injured, and she was fully treated."

Qian Yue'er talked happily, Shen Xinyi was slightly surprised, and a hint of hesitation flashed through her eyes, "Why do you know so clearly?"

"Also, why didn't I know when I was attacked when I was dating?"

Shen Xinyi pouted and looked very cute.

Not to mention men, even if a girl sees her confused look, she wants to take out her heart and explain it to her.

"She is the eldest lady of Qianji Pavilion, Qian Yue'er."

Wen Jiuyang was afraid that the two would misunderstand, so he hurriedly said.

"I like you, don't think too much. She is not investigating you, but there is nothing in the world that Qianji Pavilion doesn't know. What's the matter with the assassin, and I don't know about it either."

Wen Jiuyang also asked in confusion.

Qian Yue'er smiled, "At that time, the Li family wanted to kill Shaolong, and posted a reward for assassination in the Warriors Forum. The Tianlai organization, one of the three killer organizations, took over the mission."

"So both times I did it when Shaolong was dating her."

As he said that, Qian Yue'er showed a hint of envy, "I guess Shaolong doesn't want her to worry too much, so he didn't tell her to solve it."

After Qian Yue'er finished speaking, her smile on her lips was slightly stiff.
Chapter completed!