Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

The few of them returned to Liyue Harbor, said goodbye and left, each returning to their respective positions.

Something had indeed happened in Wangsheng Hall and Bubulu. For more than ten days, everyone was busy like a top and had no time to rest.

That evening, Lin Huan's busy work finally came to an end. She returned from outside the city and found from a distance that the door of her house was open and the yard was empty. Only one person was guarding behind the counter, and he seemed to be waiting for her.

"Miss Lin Huan...you're back?" The hostess stood up and turned out quickly.

"Go to Bubulu quickly! The old hall master, the eldest son, and the eldest lady are all there..."

Lin Huan's face changed, and he didn't care about the tiredness from the busy days. He nodded to express his gratitude and turned quickly to go towards Feiyunpo, where he met the Ye family on the stairs leading up the mountain to Bubulu.

The Ye family also hurried back to Liyue Harbor after hearing the news.

Lin Huan slowed down his pace and stayed beside Huixin. His heart sank when he saw her panic-stricken expression.

"Sister Ahuan, you just rushed back from outside the city after finishing your work, right? We came here after receiving the notification from Uncle Hu. The old master suddenly collapsed." Boyang supported his father. Mr. Ye was not in good condition either. He looked a little depressed and the atmosphere was solemn and depressing.

Hui Xin spoke in a low voice with some trembling, tugging at her sleeve, looking very uneasy.

"Sister Yunxi is pregnant... Xingzhi accompanied her to the clinic to see the master for a pulse check, but when they got there, they found out... they found out that the master himself..."

Lin Huan held Huixin's arm, supporting most of her weight, and looked solemn as they entered the room together. They saw Hu Xingzhi standing at the door waiting with his wife.

"You're here?" Xingzhi nodded to Lin Huan, "Sister Huixin, please go in quickly... Uncle Yang is holding on and waiting for you... My father is also in there, sister Huan, you should come in with us, we will be with you outside... We will always be here, don't be afraid."

Huixin looked at Hu Xingzhi with gratitude, pushed Xiaoqi, who was following her side and looking a little at a loss, to Lin Huan, and quickly walked into the house.

"Master, why did you suddenly become like this? Master..." Huixin knelt beside the bed, holding her teacher's skinny hands, and crying silently.

The old man's pale lips trembled slightly, and he called out to his most proud disciple in a very soft voice. His eyes were half-closed, and he looked very tired and weak.

Lin Huan stood aside with Master Hu.

"Xiao Huan, for a while... just stay with Hui Xin and don't let her be too sad. Let me and Xingzhi handle the rest." Master Hu whispered to Lin Huan. His face was not very good. His energy seemed to be exhausted in an instant. He hunched his back and put half of his strength on Lin Huan. Fortunately, his little daughter was by his side at the moment, otherwise he would really worry that he could not hold on.

Lin Huan gritted his teeth and nodded.

Over there, Hui Xin and her master began to make the final handover. The old man was really at the end of his strength, and after handing the little white snake to Hui Xin, he still tried his best to stay awake, opened his eyes wide, looked around, and refused to let himself fall into a coma.

At this time, Boyang helped Mr. Ye come in and helped him sit on the bed. Mr. Ye patted the uneasy man on the bed's shoulder and comforted him softly. He knew that he still wanted to see his brothers of the same generation again. Seeing this, Lin Huan also helped his old father to come forward. In addition, Yunxi's father had also hurried over after hearing the news. At this moment, many people were gathered around the bed, all quietly watching the person lying on the bed. Yes, who would have thought that the old man who looked healthy, able to walk and laugh a few days ago, is now lying on the bed, hanging by a thread? Doctors cannot heal themselves. He is the youngest of the old gentlemen and the most beloved younger brother of the brothers... But he is about to take a step first and go to the border between life and death... Is he about to die?

Mr. Ye reached out and touched Huixin's head again, then looked at his daughter-in-law's swollen eyes from silent crying and sighed.

"Boyang, Ah Huan, please help Huixin and accompany her to rest for a while, so that we old brothers can talk for a while."

Lin Huan nodded, and together with Bo Yang, he helped the person who was crying silently and trembling, helped her out of the house, sat down in the side room, gently wiped away the tears from her eyes, stepped back, and watched the husband hold his extremely fragile wife in his arms and comfort her softly. At this moment, the little white snake was wrapped around Hui Xin's wrist, wrapped around several times, and there was silence for a while.

Lin Huan turned her head away silently and rubbed the corners of her eyes slightly... Her gaze remained fixed on the room where the lights were still on.

At this moment, the sky has completely darkened, and then it begins...