"I want to meet my grandfather." Lu Linfeng put away his long sword, lowered his head and choked.
Seeing Lu Linfeng's performance, Gu Fenghua nodded secretly again.
According to her original plan, she should have asked Lu Hansong to raise an army to question, but something happened to Lu Zhengting suddenly, and she didn't know whether it was death or life. Now it is obviously not the time to raise an army to question.
Not only could he not rush to seek punishment, but Lu Hansong could not see that he was suspicious. However, even though Lu Linfeng was much more calm than ordinary peers, he was not very old and had no deep cunning after all, even if he was concealed,
It is still easy to see the clues in Lu Hansong's eyes. Lu Linfeng himself obviously knew this, so he lowered his head and deliberately avoided looking at Lu Hansong.
At such a careful thought at such a young age, Gu Fenghua praised him a little more.
"You still have the face to see your grandfather!" Hearing Lu Hanfeng's words, Lu Linshan took a step forward and cursed angrily.
"Linshan!" Lu Hansong turned his head and glared at his son, shouting loudly.
"My father, he...he..." Lu Linshan pointed at Lu Linfeng, and his chest fluctuated sharply. If his eyes could kill, Lu Linfeng would have been stabbed by him and would have no place to die.
"Shut up and go back!" Lu Hansong strengthened his tone.
Lu Linshan dared not disobey his father, so he glared at Lu Linfeng with a murderous gaze and retreated.
"Linfeng, you should also retreat first. The Sect Master has no worries about his life for the time being, so don't worry too much." Lu Hansong calmed down his anger, took a breath, and said to Lu Linfeng with a pleasant look.
"Yes, uncle." Lu Linfeng breathed a sigh of relief and retreated from the stairs.
Lu Hansong's words were not only for Lu Linfeng, but also for all the disciples of the sects below.
"It's good that it's okay, it's okay." Hearing this, the disciples in the audience patted their chests together and breathed a sigh of relief.
But soon, they knew they were happy a little too early.
"But the sect leader is terminally ill, and he may not be able to wake up again in the future." The Supreme Elder sighed and said with a tired look on his face.
As the Supreme Elder, he didn't have so much concern about speaking, and now that things have come to this point, there is no need for him to hide it.
"What!" The smiles of the Yunchuan Sect disciples froze on their faces, and there was another silence in the audience.
"The Supreme Elder, is there really no way to be sick of the Sect Master?" After a long time, a white-haired old man said.
His name is Lu Changsheng, and he is the head of the second wife of the Lu family. He is not very strong and rarely cares about major affairs in the sect on weekdays, but his status in the Lu family is not low.
"In the past few years, in order to help the sect leader calm down and guard the gods, we have tried every means. This time, we are really powerless." The Supreme Elder sighed and said.
The other elders also looked depressed. In order to help the sect leader, they not only tried all kinds of ways, but even did not hesitate to damage their own cultivation. But there was no way. If they were not strong enough, they would fail in the end.
"Then, how is the Sect Master now?" Lu Changsheng continued to ask.
"You have no worries about your life for the time being." The Supreme Elder hesitated for a moment and said.
Although it was vague, everyone could hear that the sect leader might not have too long. All the disciples of Yunchuan Sect looked sad, and some people couldn't help sobbing softly.