The man who called him Lord was startled and quickly took a few steps forward to close the window to prevent him from catching cold again.
However, this approach did not relieve the unstoppable cough at all. The person sitting on the couch bent over due to the cough, and the hands holding the table were so intense that veins appeared.
This was an old problem, and his subordinates couldn't help him, so they could only stand aside worriedly.
After a while, the coughing stopped, and the man on the couch looked up again. It turned out to be a beautiful young man who seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old.
Because of the cough just now, the boy's fair face was stained with a sickly flush, and the lip he bitten was as red as blood. He coughed up a slight water in his eyes, which made his pair of dark phoenix eyes look like they had been baptized by the moonlight.
, reflecting the soft but charming light.
At first glance, I felt that every line and every color on his face was extremely beautiful, so beautiful that it could no longer be described by the cliché "alluring".
There was obviously something wrong with his body. It was still autumn, but he seemed to be afraid of the cold. He was wrapped in a thick white brocade fur coat with a very long fur collar, which made his figure look even more...
thin.
This young man is really beautiful, but not the kind of beauty that makes people want to say "Wow, monster". When I see him, I feel very strange...
like……
I met a beautiful and delicate young man, and I wanted to steal him home and raise him...
I will be closer to such thoughts in my heart.
Even after following him for many years, his subordinates looked at him with a slightly absent-minded look on his face, and became increasingly worried in their hearts.
The root cause of the Lord's illness cannot be removed, and his physical condition has not improved. Therefore, although the Lord's abilities are great, they have always been unstable. When his illness really attacks, his physical strength will be worse than that of ordinary people.
The old monster has never died, and has always wanted to take back the Lord's position from the Lord...
Now the old monster committed his own crime and captured ninety-eight children, not only to frame Leng Chengran, but also to use the ninety-eight lives as a threat.
Leng Chengran would definitely kill the old monster in a rage. Wouldn't this just help them get rid of future troubles?
But judging from the Lord's intention, he didn't want those ninety-eight little babies to be frightened anymore, and wanted to order them to let those children go first...
In this way, Leng Chengran might not be so angry and save the old monster's life...
The young man knew what his subordinates were thinking, but he still waved his hand and said, "Take the people over and make sure the children are released before midnight tonight."
Probably because he had just finished coughing, his voice was a little weaker than before, but his words were sonorous and powerful, "No matter how bad I, Bai Qi, am, I will not be reduced to taking advantage of those children."
That's right, this young man is Bai Qi, the first friend that Big-faced Fish has longed for.
"……yes."
The subordinates suddenly remembered the rumors in the sect about the various cruel treatments their Lord had experienced when he was young, and seemed to understand his persistence.
Not daring to say anything, he immediately took orders and went out.
Although Leng Chengran only accepts ten formal disciples at a time, for hundreds of years, he can really be said to have disciples all over the world.
Therefore, although he did not deliberately manage it, he still had his own channels for obtaining information. Not long after he came down from the mountain, he heard that the ninety-eight children suddenly appeared on the street peacefully and had now been protected by the nearest martial arts sect.
Waiting for their parents to pick them up.
Upon hearing the news, both the master and the disciple felt relieved.