Chapter 2303

Thousands of miles away, Gui Luomen.

Two candles were lit in the dark stone room, and in the middle of the stone room, sitting cross-legged was the chief culprit of the continent's turmoil, Long Zhenchuan!

Compared to a few days ago, Long Zhenchuan's figure was half thinner, and there was a gloomy look on his cheeks.

All of a sudden, the two candle lamps started to be in a trance, and they were lowered to the lowest point after a flicker, and were about to be extinguished.

Long Zhenchuan's body trembled slightly, his shoulder moved, and with a "poof", a mouthful of blood spewed out.

"Qing, Qingfeng." Long Zhenchuan called softly. This time, the blood on the corners of his mouth did not disappear, and some of his originally fierce eyes were full of exhaustion!

"Master, what's wrong with you!" Long Qingfeng came in from the door, looking at the pool of blood on the ground and Long Zhenchuan's slumped face was full of shock, and hurried forward to help.

"Qingfeng, my deadline is approaching..." Long Zhenchuan's eyes were filled with ashes.

"Master, isn't there still one year left? How come..." Long Qingfeng looked at the benefactor who taught him cultivation since childhood, and there was an ordinary person's reluctance in his eyes.

Long Zhenchuan shook his head lightly, and said weakly: "I was injured in the battle with Bai Pengkun, and my body can no longer hold on..."

"Master, you won't die. Bai Jinyi and those sluts are about to come over with a source of fire, and then Ziyun will be our Guiluomen's world!" Long Qingfeng tightly held Long Zhenchuan's hand, There was a bit of unwillingness in his mouth.

A smile appeared on the corner of Long Zhenchuan's mouth. No one knew better about his physical condition than himself.

The other palm was slowly raised, and he beckoned to Long Qingfeng slowly, his blood-stained lips squirming slightly.

"Master, tell me." Long Qingfeng hurriedly leaned down and put his ear to Long Zhenchuan's lips.

"I know, you've been looking for your parents all these years..." Long Zhenchuan's voice was extremely weak, as if his body was exhausted.

The rough palm was pressed against Long Qingfeng's cheek, and Long Zhenchuan's eyes showed a rare touch of love, and his voice continued intermittently: "I am your father..."

"Master, Master..." Long Qingfeng suddenly raised his head, looking at Long Zhenchuan in astonishment.

He couldn't imagine that the relative he had been looking for for many years, his father, was actually his extremely harsh teacher since he was a child!

"My cultivation... you can take it, Gui Luomen's future is yours, this time... you must succeed..." Long Zhenchuan's voice drifted into Long Qingfeng's ears intermittently.

And the latter shed tears for the second time since he could remember, the first time was when he was five years old, but that time, Long Zhenchuan slapped him heavily and scolded him.

Since that time, Long Qingfeng has not shed tears.

"Father..." Long Qingfeng hugged Long Zhenchuan's upper body tightly into his arms.

...

"Master, things are ready."

Within the space, Hei Fengtian came to Ye Yuxi with an excited face, holding two exquisite black short swords in his hands.

Ye Yuxi's Soul Devouring Blade was damaged in the battle with the third elder. It has been nearly a month since Baifu Station, and everyone is about to arrive near Qilong Valley.

The sword in Tian Zong's hand was Long Fei's before, but for Ye Yuxi, that sword was too long, so Ye Yuxi asked Heifeng Tianzong to help refine it.

"Thank you." Ye Yuxi took over the two daggers, and when she saw the holding structure of the daggers, a gleam flashed in Ye Yuxi's eyes.