"It's okay if you don't go in. Then at least give me a hint to let me know what's inside. I helped you take care of your apprentice, and you must repay me."
"You really don't want to give up." Demon Ancestor shook his head helplessly, "Well, since you want to know so much, I'll give you a chance. You go back for now, and I will inform you then."
Hearing this, Leng Xuan nodded and said, "Okay, don't let me go."
After parting ways with the Demon Ancestor, Leng Xuan was a little reluctant, but he still followed the Demon Ancestor's suggestion. He knew in his heart that with the Demon Ancestor around, he would not be able to go in very soon. If he forced his way in, the Demon Ancestor would definitely stop him. However,
He had to admit that Demon Ancestor, an old monster who had lived for tens of thousands of years, knew quite a lot of secrets.
Originally, he was going to return directly to the secular world, but then he thought about it and came to Tianyang City. Since he came to Huangquan, he just took this opportunity to ask Zhong Ping and see what he gained there.
Entering Zhong Ping's bedroom, he saw that Zhong Ping was still reading at night, with many ancient books piled up on the table. Hearing the footsteps outside the door, Zhong Ping raised his head and looked at Ling Chen walking towards him, his face slightly twitching.
He changed, stood up and said, "Is there something wrong with Saint Ling?"
"Senior Zhong, don't be nervous. Snow Eagle is fine. I happened to be in Huangquan to do something, so I stopped by to take a look. How is it? Did you find anything here?"
Zhong Ping shook his head and said: "I have searched all the ancient books that I can read, but there is no relevant record. Leng Xuan, it is impossible for Ling Shengnu's illness to occur without reason. There must be some reason. I'm afraid she is the only reason for this.
One person knows, but she refuses to say it."
"This...this shouldn't be possible." Leng Xuan frowned slightly and said, "I know Xuejiao's character very well. Besides, she and I are husband and wife, so there is nothing we can't say."
"Having said that, it is inevitable that she has something to hide. Since you have that kind of relationship with her, you still have to tell her about this matter. There is nothing outsiders can do about it. If she refuses to tell the reason, no one can do anything about it.
Help her. If you really care about her, it's best to get her to open up."
After hearing this, Leng Xuan thought for a while, nodded and said: "I understand. Senior Zhong, I will go back first, and I will inform you if there is any news."
"good."
After leaving Tianyang City, Leng Xuan rushed back to the secular world without stopping.
Arriving at the room where Ling Xuejiao lived, Leng Xuan opened the door and walked in quietly. He saw that Ling Xuejiao was still sleeping soundly, and Li Mengjie lay beside her, seemingly asleep too.
He walked up to Li Mengjie and patted her shoulder gently.
Li Mengjie opened her eyes drowsily, yawned and said, "You're back."
"You go and rest first, I will take care of her."
"Well, call me if you need anything." Li Mengjie responded, turned around and walked out of the room. After she left, Leng Xuan reached out and held Ling Xuejiao's hands, looking at her beautiful face, thinking to himself
, Zhong Ping’s words kept echoing in his mind.
Ling Xuejiu hid something from her, what could it be? She was the closest person to her, couldn't she even tell him?
One night passed.
Unknowingly, a ray of warm eyes shone in from the window and fell on Ling Xuejiu. Feeling the warmth of the sun, Ling Xuejiu shook his eyelids, then opened his eyes and looked at Leng Xuan beside the bed.