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Xue Zhengyi looked angry and seemed to want to say something, but he didn't know how to say it. Finally, he threw the towel that was scrubbing the wound, went to the window alone, stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, and looked at the crescent moon outside.

"What do you think Ran'er is doing at the moment?" After a long time, he asked in a hoarse voice.

Madam Wang dragged her long skirt and walked to his side: "Husband..."

The moonlight shone on the man's face, and the smiling face that had always been giggling at the moment, looked so tired, even a little old-fashioned.

"Although he is not my brother's biological son, he even killed my own nephew. But for so many years... do you understand? For so many years, I have taken him... I..."

"I understand. You don't have to say it anymore, I know it all." Mrs. Wang's eyes were also a little red, "I am the same."

Xue Zhengyi buried his face in the palm of his hand, rubbed in a manic depression and painfully, suddenly arched his body, and coughed violently.

He managed to stop his coughing, but he moved his hand away, but there was blood in the palm of his hand.

Madam Wang was stunned, and she was immediately anxious: "Why are you hurt so badly? Lie down quickly and let me see."

"There's nothing to see." Xue Zhengyi wiped the blood with a towel, "It's just a little internal injury, it will be fine for a few days."

"Don't run outside tomorrow. Look at the heads of other families. Who does everything by yourself like you?"

Xue Zhengyi seemed to want to squeeze out a smile, but he was too tired, physically and mentally exhausted, and the smile fell in the middle: "Ran'er and Yuheng are still missing, and the world of self-cultivation is not peaceful these days. A few days ago, even the impermanence town at the foot of the mountain had a murder case, and nine people died. Let me sit at this time?"

"..." Madam Wang looked at him silently with her beautiful eyes.

Xue Zhengyi patted her head: "You also know me, it's impossible."

Mrs. Wang bit her lip and said, "Then you should rest for at least a day. Your internal injury is so bad that you vomit blood, so don't take it lightly. Have you forgotten how your brother got there?"

The last trace of smile on Xue Zhengyi's face also froze.

He saw Mrs. Wang's eyelashes drooping down, and the soft eyelashes were faintly glistening with water, and he couldn't help but feel sad, and said, "You, don't cry... I'm blessed with a great life... Alas, it's alright. , then I will stay in the sect tomorrow, and I will not go anywhere, I will take a day off, and then go out again, is this the head office?"

Madam Wang choked and said, "I don't care about you, I can't control it, I can go wherever you want."

"How can it be." Xue Zhengyi smiled bitterly, "Okay, don't worry. Look at me in the past few decades, I haven't seen any strong winds and big làng, it's fine. You believe me, it will be fine."

On the second day, Xue Zhengyi did not go out, but he was not idle either, combing the veins in the library, thinking hard.

"Honored lord, Young Master has stewed medicine for you, drink it while it's hot."

Xue Zhengyi said: "Let's leave it."

He was thinking about important things, but he didn't have the time to get up and leave, and he was busy until the afternoon. Later, due to an internal injury to the abdomen and ribs, I remembered to slowly drink the cold medicine.

Stepping out of the library, Xue Zhengyi asked the disciple who was guarding the door: "Where are Madam and Xue Meng?"

"The young master has just returned from the foot of the mountain. Madam burned incense and prayed for blessings in the ancestral hall. Are you going to call them?"

Xue Zhengyi originally wanted to talk to them and rest for a while. But when he was about to speak, he felt dizzy in front of him - after all, he was old, no longer a young man in his twenties, and he could recover well after being injured and sleeping.

He had to get old.

"Forget it, don't disturb them." Xue Zhengyi endured the pain and smiled reluctantly, "I'll go to the retreat room to meditate for a while. If you have something to do, just come and find me there."

"Yes, my lord."

Xue Zhengyi raised his hand and patted the disciple's shoulder. It was about this period of time when the fusion was suddenly born, and his whole mood was a little desolate. At this time, looking at the little disciple in front of him, he couldn't help sighing in his heart, it was the greenest Happy years.

As for him, if he can do a little more for the good years of these young people, that would be great.

"Let's go, those books that were messed up by me, please bother you..."

Before he finished speaking, someone suddenly came running, and when he saw Xue Zhengyi, he knelt down, with a look of impending disaster, and said: "Honorable Lord! It's not good!"

This bluff made Xue Zhengyi's abdominal ribs even more painful. Alas, it's true, I knew earlier that I should let the greedy doctor diagnose and treat it first.

His face was pale, but he still endured the pain and asked, "I'm in a hurry, what's wrong?"

The disciple said anxiously: "Danxin Temple came to all the sects in the upper cultivation world, even including the largest sect in the world, Gu Yueye."

Xue Zhengyi snorted in his heart, and vaguely guessed the reason, but still said: "...What are they doing."

"It is said that during this period of time, there are too many accusations and doubts about the peak of life and death. They said that they can no longer sit back and watch, and they will come to ask the Lord, and ask the Lord for an explanation." The more the disciple said, the more panicked , almost burst into tears, "Honored lord, looking at their posture, I'm afraid they have to force us to scatter the faction."

"..." Xue Zhengyi's face was ashen, he gritted his molars, raised his hand to touch a few spots on the abdominal rib, and endured the discomfort and said, "It's really indistinguishable, it's too deceiving."

He turned his head and said to the guard of the library: "Don't tell the lady beforehand, lest she be too worried."

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