Flying Dust Chapter 78.2:
At this moment, a disciple walked in and bowed to Lu Qingmo, “Manor Leader, Palace Master Mo is here.”
On one hand, Lu Qingmo was amused by the fact that all the disciples in the villa had started calling him “Villa Master”, and on the other hand, he was surprised to hear that Mo Feichen had returned again after just one night.
“Please.”
Mo Feichen walked in, He Yunfeng followed behind him, and compared to last night’s cold and solemn appearance, he appeared soft and relaxed, a totally different person.
“Why are you back again?” Lu Qingmo didn’t make a fuss, he just smiled and asked him, as if Mo Feichen had never left.
“I want to ask you to do me a favor —— I want to find Bai Jingxi.” Mo Feichen told Lu Qingmo plainly about He Yunfeng’s injury.
“Bai Jingxi is indifferent and has no interest in the world, but I’ve had a few encounters with him. He Yunfeng’s injury is really serious, the longer we delay, the weaker he will get. It’s not too late yet, so let’s go now.”
At this moment, someone outside the door called out to Mo Feichen, “Palace Master! Where the hell have you been? I thought you wouldn’t come back!”
It turned out to be Luo Qingyu, Mo Feichen frowned and remembered that he was also the head of a sect, it was irresponsible to chase after He Yunfeng like that. He hurriedly went over to explain everything to Luo Qingyu, telling him to go back to Xiushui Palace first.
He Yunfeng looked at Lu Qingmo and said, “You should know that even if I see Bai Jingxi, I probably bwon’t be able to survive.”
“So what? Feichen wants you to continue to live, you have to live.” Lu Qingmo could almost imagine how hard Mo Feichen felt after learning about He Yunfeng’s injury.
“I feel very lucky to have you like Feichen.”
Lu Qingmo raised the corner of his mouth, “You are lucky because you met him earlier than me. I have to go and explain some matters in the village.” Just as he was about to walk past He Yunfeng, his shoulder was grabbed by him.
“If I really can’t hold on, can you stay with him, take care of him, and don’t let him think about sad things all the time?” He Yunfeng’s voice was gentle, just like a clear spring flowing through the mountains, but it was also incomparably crystal clear.
“I don’t need you to say it, I can also.” Lu Qingmo came over.
What a fool, if you die, no matter who is by his side, it’s impossible for him not to be sad.
Half an hour later, the three of them were on their way to Bai Jingxi’s medicine hut.
At this time, Jun Wushuang was helped by his subordinates and stepped out of the carriage. In front of him was the entrance to the Mirror Water Sect, and Leng Yufang had been waiting there for quite some time.
“Sect Master.”
“Hn” Jun Wushuang had a weary look on his face, but his demeanor was still elegant and calm, “Aunt Leng has been waiting for me for a long time, right?”
Leng Yufang walked shoulder to shoulder with Jun Wushuang, “I heard that the Sect Leader lost control again at the Mu Yun Villa?”
“That’s right ah, perhaps it won’t be long before I’m as delirious as my old man.” Jun Wushuang laughed to himself, “But Aunt Leng not caring about Wen Qianliu’s fake mask being pierced moreover he was captured by Kemoluo news yet cares so much about me, it’s really touching.”
“What is the Sect Master’s plan? Do you still want to continue practicing the secret code?”
“Does Aunt Leng want me to continue practicing?”
Leng Yufang froze, but did not answer. It was not until the two of them were walking down a corridor with flickering fires that she said, “I do not wish Sect Master to continue practicing.”
Jun Wushuang smiled lightly, his eyes looking down a corridor that seemed to have no end, “I don’t want to practice anymore either, this time I almost strangled him to death.”
But if he didn’t practice, what could he compare to He Yunfeng and Wen Qianliu?
“What about my father?”
Leng Yufang did not expect Jun Wushuang to call Wen Xin his father, but still replied without much expression, “Still resting in the secret room, neither moving nor talking.”
“Hmm, I’ll go check on him.” Jun Wushuang said, and walked towards the darkness. Taking off a torch in his hand, he opened the door to the secret room and walked down the dark steps, and gradually there was light in front of him.
Wen Xin was sitting on the bed, and his posture had not changed since Jun Wushuang left.
Jun Wushuang sat beside him and used his hand to remove his messy hair in front of his face, looked at his lifeless face and softly called out, “Father, I’m back.”
There was no response from the other party at all.
“This time, I went to Mu Yun Mountain Villa… He Yunfeng, he came back, also did not know that time, I am the one who took away Feichen, so furious that he wanted to kill me.”
“But … Feichen admitted for the first time that he likes me, I should be happy right?” Jun Wushuang reached out and clasped his heart, pressed hard, as if afraid of what would rush out of the chest, “But I’m so sad. You chose to practice the secret code and gave up on my mother and me at that time, I think it’s nothing, anyway, I don’t have any impression of you. When Liu Feiying said that the position of Palace Master would be passed on to Liu Yue, I thought nothing of it either, it was her niece after all. But after he said that he liked me but chose He Yunfeng, I felt that I really had nothing left.”
Jun Wushuang’s finger touched the corner of Wen Xin’s eye and steak across his cheeks then rested on his chin. It was at this moment that a tear fell from the corner of Jun Wushuang’s eyes.
