Wen Shaoyun looks at Ye Feng in surprise. Although he doesn't know how much Ye Feng's card is worth, most of the cards that can be put in his wallet by Ye Feng's value haven't had eight digits!

"Mr. Ye, this How can we do it? It's just a bowl of porridge! "

Xu Lao looked at the bank card pushed by Ye Feng and said, "if Mr. Ye wants to come at any time, we can afford a bowl of porridge even though the boxing house is not well managed."

"Cough..."

At this time, there were bursts of painful coughing in the inner room of the room. Hearing the sound, the old virtual head's daughter turned pale and pleaded guilty to them. She took up a bowl of white porridge, carefully pulled most of the steamed fish in front of her daughter, and turned to the inner room with a bowl.

At this time, the two little girls who are eating have a look at each other, and then look at the fish in front of them. Their mood is also a little low.

"Liu Ziqiu must be in it. Take your time and I'll have a look!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng stood up with a sigh, reached out to push away Xu Lao's obstruction, and stepped forward into this small compartment.

This is a side room, which is only big enough to fit into a bed. The house is filled with the smell of inferior herbal medicine. A small stove is beside the bed, and the medicine jar on it is steaming.

Lao xutou's daughter is sitting by the bed, carefully blowing the porridge in the bowl with a spoon and feeding it to the mouth of the people on the bed.

A few days ago, Liu Ziqiu, the elder of Ziyan sect, who was still attacking Fangqiu in Tibet Jianfeng, was lying on the bed, haggard and haggard.

It's hard to imagine that when the Ziyan sect was at its peak, the elder of Neimen martial arts was once respected by the world. He was also the favorite of heaven when he joined Neimen martial arts, but now he is alone on this simple bed.

But there are relatives around, the result is better than some people.

See Ye Feng and Wen Shaoyun come in, originally in the bed of Liu Ziqiu, eyes slightly lit up.

"Liu Ziqiu, meet the supreme elder!"

Liu Ziqiu pushed open his daughter-in-law's bowl, propped up at the bedside, straightened his head crown and collar with his gun, arched his hand slightly to Ye Feng and said, "please forgive me, elder. Liu Ziqiu can't get up and salute."

"Elder, suffer!"

Looking at Liu Ziqiu's appearance, Ye Feng sighed, nodded slightly and came forward. He gently put his hand on Liu Ziqiu's wrist, breathing in. Soon Liu Ziqiu's physical condition appeared in his perception.

For a long time, Ye Feng frowned and gently put down his wrist.

"Mr. Ye, my father-in-law..."

Lingling's words haven't finished, Ye Feng gently put out his hand to stop her next words.

Thinking about it, Ye Feng looked at Liu Ziqiu and said in a low voice: "is there anything else for elder to explain?"

Hear Ye Feng's words, Lingling suddenly a Leng, the body shape is also a quiver, tears in front of the eyes instantly.

"Ha ha, I know my old body. Thank you for your trouble!"

Liu Ziqiu's originally expected eyes were dim, and the ants were still greedy for life. Although he knew the result, it was still a huge blow to him. After all, not everyone could face death calmly.

Ye Feng gently nodded, Liu Ziqiu's body is like a broken pneumotocosis, no matter how much breath will dissipate, and in his body is still holding a kind of insidious breath, constantly eating away his remaining vitality.

It must be the inner strength of the old purple dragon.

Now his body is like a pine branch full of snow, which can be broken at any time. Now as long as the external force touches it gently, the whole branch will be cut off instantly, and Ye Feng dare not use too much force.

"Elder Taishang, are Ziyan sect and cangjianfeng already..."

"Don't worry, Ziyan sect won't break up. I will try my best to rebuild it, and I won't let those people go!" Ye Feng opens his mouth to comfort him.

"Elder Taishang, I'm a dying man. Do you still care about these false names and hatred that I've been pursuing all my life?"

Before Ye Feng finished, Liu Ziqiu looked at the wall in front of him blankly and said, "there's only one thing in my heart. Please ask the elder to help me!"

"You say it Ye Feng opens his mouth.

"Please let me stand up. I don't want to be in bed before I die. I still have something to do!" Liu Ziqiu closed his eyes and said.

"OK, I'll help you!"

Hearing his request, Ye Feng reaches out his hand and slaps him in his Dantian field. The strong and hot breath directly flows into Liu Ziqiu's body. Under Ye Feng's powerful breath, he tries his best to wrap the sinister breath, and then activates the only trace of vitality in his body.

Just like playing enough adrenaline, Liu Ziqiu's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the whole person suddenly became energetic, and a trace of blush poured into his face. The whole person looked radiant.This kind of reflection before death is like the last trace of kinetic energy from a machine that is about to be broken. When the vitality in his body is exhausted and the sinister internal breathing breaks out from the depression, Liu Ziqiu's whole life will die in an instant, and Da Luo Jinxian can't save him.

But let the only life, in the last moment burst out of bright vitality, but with the help of Ye Feng's inner strength, the time of this reflection will be extended a little.

After Liu Ziqiu stood up, he cleaned his hands and face against the small lens on the wall. After he cleaned up, he went outside and asked the old xutou family to stand in a row and bow to them respectfully.

"I've been a man all my life. Thank you for your loving care. Liu Ziqiu has nothing to repay in this life. If he doesn't give up, he hopes to be a family with you in the next life!" Liu Ziqiu sincerely said,

"elder, you...!" The old man wants to talk but stops.

"Dad Lingling looks at Liu Ziqiu with tears in her eyes.

"Grandfather!" Although the two little girls don't know why, they feel a little scared when they look at their grandparents and mothers with sad faces.

"Xinxin, Huihui, let grandfather hold you!"

Looking at two little girls carved with jade, Liu Ziqiu squats down and opens his arms to his granddaughter.

Although the two girls are afraid, they are still in the arms of Liu Ziqiu under the urging of their mother and grandfather.

"I'm sorry, son, I'm sorry, my grandfather used to be too strict with you!"

Looking at the little girl's pretty appearance, Liu Ziqiu could not help but burst into tears. However, he had no tears left for a long time. He could only touch the children's face and hands, with a sad face on his face. Looking at the children's faces, he didn't know what to say or what to do.

"Elder martial brother!" Looking at this scene, sentimental Wen Shaoyun can not help but also red eyes.

"Alas

Ye Feng gently right, he shook his head.

"Elder, the two girls are the blood of your Liu family and the continuation of your life. Don't be too sad. New life and old death are the laws of the world. You don't have to be too sad! "Wen Shaoyun thought about it for a while and gently exhorted him.