When he was at the door, Lao Liu asked the situation clearly with the official guard at the door. He walked straight towards the room where Master Qingfeng was. When he was at the door, he saw Guo Dacheng's wife squatting on the ground and crying, and he felt a very bad feeling. Guo Dacheng's wife said hello to Lao Liu in ambiguously, then stood up and wiped her tears while heading towards the kitchen.

Old Liu took a deep breath and then entered the room. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Wu Feng sitting on the ground, Guo Dacheng and others standing there stupidly.

But this way, Old Liu understood everything. The official told the truth. Zhou Ming might have really gone.

You two children will go to the yard to play, and grandpa will buy you delicious food later. Old Liu said softly to Guo Dacheng's two daughters.

When will Grandpa Uncle Zhou wake up? My sister and I want to play with him. Uncle Zhou is so kind to us, Guo Dacheng's eldest daughter said tenderly.

Just this sentence almost made Old Liu cry. He took a deep breath, patted the little girl's head, and choked and said: Your Uncle Zhou is very sleepy, and it may take a long time to wake up. The little girl must be sensible. Take your sister out for fun quickly, don't disturb your Uncle Zhou's sleep.

Well, I'll take my sister out to play now. Uncle Zhou woke up, and grandpa must call us. The little girl said again.

This time, Old Liu finally couldn't help it, and tears flowed out, like broken beads, nodding slightly to the two little girls.

Grandpa is so nice. As I took my sister away, the little girl had already taken her out with me.

After wiping the tears on his cheeks, Old Liu walked straight to Wu Feng's side, helped him up, and said earnestly: Good boy, don't be sad, everyone is dead, Wengchai and the Qingxu Demon Dao are already dead, we can also avenge him. Your senior brother is gone, isn't there any master? You can't be sad, then who will take care of your master?

Wu Feng glanced at Lao Liu's head and tears were flowing fiercely. Wu Feng had never been so helpless in his life. The pain of losing his relatives was not something he could bear. Wu Feng has always attached great importance to his feelings, even more important than his own life.

Old Liu patted Wu Feng's shoulder comfortably and said nothing. At this time, Guo Dacheng walked over with red eyes and gritted his teeth and asked: Are Qingxu Yaodao and Weng Chai dead?

Old Liu didn't say anything, and suddenly felt very tired. He nodded and walked towards Master Qingfeng.

Not long ago, Lao Liu and Xue Guidian also learned some medical skills. Although they were not very proficient, they could still see what kind of injury they were. He immediately took Master Qingfeng's hand and called him a pulse. After about a cup of tea, Lao Liu shook his head and sighed: Old Man Qingfeng was very injured. He has been working hard for most of his life and has not been idle. It should be lying down and resting well. Now, it's better, it's true that he wishes.
Chapter completed!