Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at Li Mengjie who was still in a coma, Leng Xuan couldn't help but show a trace of heartache in his eyes. Tomorrow is a crucial day for both him and Li Mengjie. If
Failure would mean the end of Li Mengjie's life. When he was with Ling Xuejiu just now, he said he was very confident, but in fact, he was not sure. Thinking back to the past acquaintance with Li Mengjie, and the relationship between the two.
Leng Xuan couldn't help but sigh softly at every little detail between people.
After a while, the bedroom door was pushed open, and a gray-haired old man walked in from the outside. The old man came to Leng Xuan and asked in a low voice: "Why are you looking for me?" Leng Xuan
He raised his head and said, "Mr. Xiang, there is something I want to ask you." Xiang Liming nodded and said, "Just tell me, as long as I can do it, I will do my best." Leng Xuan nodded, and then came to Xiang Liming.
Liming whispered a few words in his ear. After listening, Xiang Liming frowned and asked: "Are you sure you want to do this?" Leng Xuan responded: "I don't want to place all my hopes on others. Xiang Lao,
Tell me honestly whether you can do what I just said."
Xiang Liming hesitated for a moment and said: "The problem shouldn't be big. However, I'm worried that it will damage her body." Leng Xuan said: "She is like this now, why do she still worry so much. Xiang Lao, remember
"Don't tell anyone else about this." Xiang Liming looked at him and said seriously: "Boy, this is no joke, are you sure you want to do this?"
Leng Xuan nodded and said: "I have decided, let's do it."
Hearing this, Xiang Mingming sighed softly and said, "Okay, you go out first."
The next day was also Ji Wuming's limited time.
Early in the morning, in the main hall of Jiutian Holy Palace, everyone gathered together, waiting for Ji Wuming's appearance. There were more than ten people in the hall, including Leng Xuan, Ling Xuejiu, Yaowang, Xiang Liming, and Jiang Yulong.
Everyone was present, but no one spoke, and the atmosphere seemed very depressing. Like everyone's mood, dark clouds were rolling in the sky, as if they would come down at any time. As time passed, Ling Xuejiu finally couldn't help it, and asked
"Why haven't you come yet?" Leng Xuan said, "Don't worry, he won't break his promise." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a Nine Heavens Holy Palace disciple rushing into the hall and reported: "Holy Girl,
There is someone outside asking to see you, and he calls himself Ji Wuming."
Ling Xuejiu hurriedly said: "Hurry up and invite him in." After a while, Ji Wuming was sent into the hall by two disciples of the Nine Heavens Holy Palace. In addition to Ji Wuming, everyone noticed that there was another person beside Ji Wuming.
An old man with a skinny appearance. The old man's figure was so thin that it was as if a breeze could blow him down. Such an old man would not attract anyone's attention originally. However, Ji Wuming supported the old man.
The face of the old man looked very respectful. As a result, everyone couldn't help but ignore the old man. Leng Xuan's thoughts suddenly came to his mind, and he immediately thought of a possibility. He quickly stood up and offered his hands to the old man and said: "Senior Ji, this old man
Senior, is your master?" Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions couldn't help but change, and they all stood up from their seats. If Leng Xuan's guess about the old man's identity was correct, then they should all be treated as juniors.