Chen Xian turned his face in surprise and asked with joy: "What's the secret?"

When a woman intends to tell you the secret hidden in her heart, congratulations - you have moved into her heart.

Chen Xian naturally wanted to know the secret that Huang Luoheng had hidden at this moment. After all, even the origin of the White Lotus Sect was nothing to her, so the secret she had hidden was naturally great.

Huang Luoheng bit his teeth gently and hesitated for a long time. He was about to speak, but he heard a shout not far away.

"Chen Xian——"

The sound of aura was filled with a little impatience, followed by the sound of horse hooves coming in a moment like raindrops.

The two looked back and saw that the visitor was Su Xinchen who had already taken the task out of the house in the morning.

While Su Xinchen was talking, he rode his horse and arrived in front of the two of them. He didn't even get off the horse. He said anxiously: "He just fainted suddenly. As soon as he woke up, he called him to see you!"

...

When Chen Xian and Huang Luoheng rushed to Zhenlong Temple, the sun had completely set.

This luxurious temple was surrounded by soldiers who came out of nowhere. These nervous soldiers looked like they were guarding three steps and five steps, and were as vigilant as if they were in the palace.

Su Xinchang, who had taken the lead, had already been waiting in front of the door. He looked at Wei Qingqing who was following Chen Xian. After hesitating for a moment, he waved his hand and let the little girl follow in.

After entering the temple courtyard, Chen Xianluo raised his head and could see the archer hiding on the eaves. His solemn murderous aura was like mercury pouring over the ground, filling this small temple, making people feel that his breathing was a bit blocked.

The four of them kept walking to the door of the Zen Room on the west side. Zen Master Lin and Deng Maoqi were guarding the door of the Zen Room, one left and one right. Seeing a few people coming, Zen Master Lin just raised his eyes and looked at it, then he lowered his head without saying a word and opened the door.

As soon as I stepped into this woodshed that I had been here a few hours ago, I could smell the strong smell of medicine in my breath. The old man, who was still alive and blushing in the morning, was leaning weakly on the wooden couch.

There was an unnatural blush on Huang Yunlong's face, and there was a young man with sword-eyed eyebrows and starry eyes standing quietly beside him. After seeing the few people coming in, the latter subconsciously took a step back and gave up space.

"Sister..." He looked at Huang Luoheng with an anxious look and called out loud.

After hearing the call, Chen Xian looked at the boy in surprise. This young man and Huang Luoheng were indeed three-point similar in appearance. Perhaps because of his gender, he was not as fair and upright as Huang Luoheng.

"Dad——" Huang Luoheng didn't even care about her brother. She rushed to Huang Yunlong in two steps, and tears suddenly burst out from her eyes: "What's wrong with you? It's still good during the day..."

"Dad is okay..." Huang Yunlong opened his mouth and said something, then suddenly coughed a few times. He raised his hand and picked up the dark handkerchief and covered it on his mouth.

When Huang Yunlong carefully folded the handkerchief and placed it on the bed beside him, Chen Xian clearly saw that the look of the Bupa was much darker.

After coughing, Huang Yunlong seemed to feel better. He raised his lips slightly and smiled, and said, "Luo Heng, Xingzhi, you are here!"

Huang Luoheng frowned slightly, tears in her eyes could no longer be suppressed, and she said with a choked tone: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh..." Huang Yunlong narrowed his eyes slightly and sighed: "I'm an old problem, no need to ask more questions."

Huang Luoheng asked with tears in her eyes, "But you didn't have this kind of blood vomiting before? Dad... How can you make me feel at ease when you do this?"

Even the ordinary jade-faced scholar who had a sparse kung fu skills could tell that the old man had just vomited blood. How could Huang Luoheng, who was already a quasi-first-class master, not be able to tell that?

"Luo Heng!" The old man frowned and his voice became more serious.

He was already the leader of the sect and was the spiritual and physical leader of hundreds of thousands of people in the White Lotus Sect. He rarely got angry, but for some reason, he suddenly became furious.

Even though he did not have martial arts skills, the invisible pressure brought by the aura he developed by his long-term high position still made the aura in this small Zen room stagnate.

Huang Luoheng pursed her lips and stopped her mouth, but in the blink of an eye, tears would still fall silently on her cheeks...

The room became quiet, Huang Yunlong took a deep breath and said, "I'm looking for you and Xingzhi to come today, because I want to give some advice."

The word "instruction" he used clearly means to explain the funeral. Huang Luoheng looked tight and wanted to speak, but the old man glared at the latter coldly and stopped her from speaking with a strict look.

"Gu Shi--" Huang Yunlong looked sideways at the young man standing beside him and introduced: "This is my youngest son, named Gu Shi. He has been reading and literacy by my side since he was a child, and he knows some truths. A few years ago, I went to the headquarters to learn military strategies with Master Qin..."

Gu Shi... I was drunk on the railing and couldn't bear to enjoy it, but Gu Shi was a good time.

Do I feel that I have let down the first half of my life?

Chen Xian looked at Huang Yunlong's eyes, saw the latter coughing gently, and said again: "The talent I have only seen in my life. What is even more valuable is that you are different from other scholars. Judging from what I know about what you do in Songjiang and your style of doing things after you arrive in the Southeast - you are cruel and vicious."

Chen Xian was stunned - Are you praising me or belittled me?

I just took advantage of some people's dark psychology and won several battles. In your eyes, I became a cruel person?

Huang Yunlong seemed to notice the subtle change in Chen Xian's face, and then smiled and explained: "Only you can make a decision by being cruel, and only if you are poisonous can you protect yourself in this sinister world. Only by surviving yourself can you protect others..."

When he said the last sentence, he seemed to have touched the hidden pain in his heart, and his expression became a little dim.

"Ahem..." Chen Xian coughed twice - just pretend you are always praising me.

"Once, since you can't marry a daughter and have not yet achieved your intention to reply to my husband's first couplet, you have passed the test... I have already agreed now, cough cough cough--" Huang Yunlong smiled slightly, but just halfway through his words, he started coughing violently again.
Chapter completed!