"Yes, there will definitely be no delay." Fan Xingran drove the carriage towards Feng's house. The other two men carried the injured guard surnamed Wu, and the coachman followed the car and ran away.
As a deacon of the Xingfeng Chamber of Commerce, it was unseemly to act as a coachman, but Fan Xingran was in high spirits at this time. What happened to the coachman? At least he still had a seat, and he could be her coachman. This was an honor that many people could not ask for.
Originally, Fan Xingran was a little uneasy after not being able to bring Yue back for a ceremony this time. He didn't know how to explain it to the vice president when he returned, but now he is not worried at all. You know, this girl named Zhihan
But among the members of that family, even the vice-president was very polite when he saw her, so how could he punish himself?
…
At this time, the Feng family was filled with gloom and mist.
"How did Leng Song get injured like this? What's going on?" Feng Congyun, who had just come out of seclusion, almost roared. First, his second brother Feng Rutao died unexpectedly, and then it was Feng Lengsong's turn.
Feng Lengsong, who was half dead and unconscious on the hospital bed, could not suppress the anger in his chest no matter how deep the wind blew from Yuncheng Mansion.
"Master, please calm down. You have been in seclusion for the past few days. The young master went to the Magic Valley of Spirit Grass. A few days later, he was transported out by the teleportation talisman. This is what happened. We don't know what happened in the Magic Valley of Spirit Grass.
." A servant said in fear.
Feng Congyun took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. After being in a high position for a long time, he had already learned to keep his emotions and anger hidden. If the Feng family hadn't had troubles one after another, and they were all his closest relatives, he wouldn't be like this.
He was angry, but after roaring angrily, he immediately controlled his emotions.
Feng Congyun calmed down and began to check Feng Lengsong's injuries. Upon inspection, even his deliberately solemn eyes revealed a bit of surprise. Feng Lengsong's whole body was completely depleted, and he was extremely disabled.
He was clever and cruel, and his consciousness was severely injured. Even with his abilities, he could not heal his injuries, let alone wake him up.
In other words, Feng Lengsong will lie like this for the rest of his life, worse than even the most useless useless person.
Looking at Feng Lengsong's pale and haggard face in a coma, Feng Congyun felt a twinge in his heart.
"Have you ever asked anyone to take a look?" Feng Congyun took back his hand and asked.
"The master of the family has been in seclusion these days. We have asked many spiritual alchemists to look at it, but they can't do anything." A servant replied. After speaking, he looked at Feng Congyun's expression timidly, and said cautiously,
"Furthermore, Great Alchemist Liu Wuyan also said that the young master was too seriously injured, and there are legendary pills for bringing him back to life. At most, they can only revive him. It is absolutely impossible to restore his strength."
"I'm so angry!" Feng Congyun could no longer restrain himself. He clenched his fists and let out a long, heavy breath. This judgment was exactly the same as the conclusion he had reached.
And that great alchemist Liu Wuyan is a long-standing and famous spiritual alchemist in the world. He became famous a hundred years ago. At the Alchemy Conference that year, even several ancient families and clans praised his alchemy skills.
, since even he said so, then Feng Lengsong must be hopeless.
"No matter who dares to hurt my son Feng Congyun like this, I will make him unable to live or die." Feng Congyun said through gritted teeth.