"You shouldn't be living here, hey."

Sect Master Leng sighed softly and shook his head, but he couldn't do anything about it, who could let himself fail him?

"If you don't live here, where should you go?"

The young man forced a smile on his face, and looked at Sect Master Leng with somewhat distracted eyes.

"I have a feeling, maybe it's only been a few days, when... when will he come?" He asked.

"Soon, with the protection of the First Elder and the Second Elder, we will arrive soon." Sect Master Leng could only say this, other things are not easy to say to a terminally ill person.

"It would be great if I could meet him." The young man said quietly.

He is the young master Leng Yikun who the entire Yongye Sect thought had died of illness.

At this time, he has not died of illness, but looking at his appearance, it is almost too late. It was good to have a doctor watching over him, but these days he doesn't even see a doctor, he just wants to hide by himself. with.

"I heard that he has a very high talent in cultivation. If my father can train him well, he must be the best candidate for the young suzerain."

Hearing this, Sect Master Leng only opened his mouth, but did not make a sound.

The best candidate for the Young Sovereign, he naturally hoped that Ken Qian's son would recover from his illness and succeed him, but it was a pity, this seemed to be an impossible dream.

How many doctors have been hired and how many life-saving medicines have been taken, but this son can't be saved. What can he do?

Sometimes, he really hopes that he and Lian Qingyi can do all kinds of things that are devoid of conscience, and that way, maybe there is no need for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person.

"He will come soon. When the time comes, please bring him to meet you." After a while, he said.

"Um."

Leng Yikun nodded his head lightly.

Just such a small movement made him cough violently again.

"Your body is really...Kun'er, listen to your father, or send you up..." Sect Master Leng was anxious, and wanted to send his son back.

"No need.

"

Leng Yikun raised his hand to stop him from speaking.

"They are already dead, let everyone think they are dead."

As a matter of fact, he did die once, he was put into a coffin with his breath closed, and he finally found out that he was still alive.

Afterwards, his father wanted to send him back to the yard where he lived, but he himself didn't want to go back. Since this oolong has already happened, let everyone give up completely.

"Is there a lot of movement at Mother's place?" He asked.

"this…"

How should Sect Master Leng answer this question?

It's Madam Leng's place~lightnovelpub.net~; Originally, her own son could become the suzerain, but he disappeared in a blink of an eye. In the future, she will watch other women's sons become the suzerain of Yongyezong. How can you be content?

"You don't have to read about her, no matter what, father won't let you lose your mother."

"Why."

Leng Yikun sighed lightly.

His father is good at everything, but his heart is too soft, and he is very easy to be bullied and calculated.

If it hadn't been planned by his mother, he wouldn't have that son outside, and he wouldn't have that younger brother either.

But thanks to the mother's design, they were able to see the dawn. Otherwise, with his current appearance, where would the father find another son to inherit the position of the young suzerain?

This is called a crooked strike.