Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

"You shouldn't live here, hey."

Sect Leader Leng sighed softly and shook his head, but there was nothing he could do. Who could make him unable to defeat him?

“If I don’t live here, where should I go?”

The young man forced a smile and looked at Sect Master Leng with somewhat distracted eyes.

"I feel it myself. It may only last a few days. When will he... come?" he asked.

"It's almost time. We are protected by the first elder and the second elder. We will be here soon." Sect Master Leng could only say this. It was hard to say anything else to a terminally ill person.

"It would be nice if I could meet him once," the young man said quietly.

He is the young sect leader Leng Yikun who the entire Yongye Sect thought had died of illness.

At this time, he has not died of illness, but looking at his appearance, it seems that he will soon. Originally, there was a doctor watching over him, which was pretty good, but these days, he doesn't even see the doctor, and just wants to hide alone. With.

"I heard that his cultivation talent is extremely high. If my father can train him well, he will definitely be the best choice for the young sect leader."

Hearing this, Sect Leader Leng just opened his mouth, but made no sound.

The best choice for the young sect master, he naturally hoped that his son, Ken Qian, could recover from his illness and succeed him, but it was a pity that this seemed to be a dream that could not be realized.

No matter how many doctors he called and how many life-saving medicines he took, he couldn't save his son. What could he do?

Sometimes, he really hopes that he and Lian Qingyi can do all kinds of immoral things that destroy their conscience. In that case, maybe there will be no need for white-haired people to send black-haired people away.

"He will arrive soon. When the time comes, father will bring him to meet you." After a while, he said.

"Um."

Leng Yikun nodded his head lightly.

Just such a small movement made him cough violently again.

"Your body is really...Kun'er, listen to father, or I'll send you up..." Sect Leader Leng was anxious and wanted to send his son back.

"No need.

"

Leng Yikun raised his hand to stop him.

"They are already dead, so let everyone think they are dead."

In fact, he did die once. He had already held his breath and was put into a coffin. Only then did he realize that he was still alive.

Afterwards, his father originally wanted to send him back to the compound where he lived, but he didn't want to go back. Since this has happened, let everyone give up completely.

"Is there a lot of noise at my mother's place?" he asked.

"this……"

How should Sect Leader Leng answer this question?

As for Madam Leng, uu reading: Originally, her son could become the sect leader, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye. In the future, she would have to watch another woman's son become the sect leader of the Yongye Sect. How could she be willing to do so?

"You don't have to worry about her. No matter what, your father will never let you lose your mother."

"Why."

Leng Yikun sighed lightly.

His father is good at everything, but he is too soft-hearted and is easily bullied and plotted.

If it hadn't been for his mother's design, he wouldn't have had that son outside, and he wouldn't have had that younger brother.

But thanks to his mother's design, they were all able to see the light of day. Otherwise, with his current appearance, how would his father find another son to succeed him as the young sect leader?

This is called a mistake.