Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

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In the stone room, An Jiuyue held a teacup in her hand and remained silent, feeling uneasy as she looked at the great elder.

An Jiuyue didn't stay silent on purpose. She just sensed a secret passage in the stone room and saw a person along the secret passage.

She was currently chatting with Wei Na about this terminally ill man.

"A dying person was sent to a secret room. What does Sect Master Leng want to do? Moreover, this person, Master, looks very similar to Sect Master Leng."

Wei Na said jokingly, he had been observing the man in the secret room.

Of course, in addition to him, the man in the secret room was observing the dragon soul in the Qianjiyun space. At this moment, he was also communicating with his master.

"Master, our initial estimate is that this man is the son of Sect Master Leng." Dragon Soul said to his master.

"Son of Sect Master Leng? Leng Yikun?"

Qian Jiyun murmured softly, raised his head, and met his wife's eyes.

It seemed that she also knew about the man in the secret room, but she just didn't know what Sect Leader Leng was thinking. The man who was obviously still alive actually held a funeral to announce to the world that Leng Yikun was dead.

"Great Elder, according to what I heard, the young master Yi Kun of Yongye Sect died of illness?" He looked at the Great Elder and asked.

"Well."

The great elder choked at his words.

Instinctively, he turned his head and glanced at Leng Nichen, and then looked at Qian Jiyun.

"Yes, sir, Young Sect Leader Yi Kun has been sick since he was born. He relies on medicine every day to maintain his health. A few days ago, he finally couldn't survive. Alas."

He sighed.

He still felt that it was a pity for the former young sect leader. He was a man of great talent, but it was a pity that his body could not control itself.

"Did you watch him die with your own eyes?" An Jiuyue asked him.

"this……"

The Great Elder did not expect that the Demonic Heart High Priest would ask this question, and his face looked a little ugly.

"Yes, the high priest, his subordinates, the sect master, and several elders all saw with their own eyes that the young sect master Yi Kun died of illness." He didn't understand why the two of them mentioned the young sect master Leng Yikun.

Everyone is already dead, so it’s not easy to talk about it anymore. The dead are the most important, right?

But obviously, An Jiuyue and Qian Jiyun did not have this idea. When the great elder said this, the interest on An Jiuyue's face became even stronger.

It is really interesting that everyone looks at people who have died of illness but are still alive.

Or could it be that the person in the secret room was not Leng Yikun, but another son of Sect Leader Leng? But is this possible?

"You, Master Leng, only have one wife, right?" she asked.

"Yes, the sect master only has one wife." The great elder nodded.

When it comes to Mrs. Leng, the expression on the elder's face is really hard to describe.

On weekdays, in addition to being very nice to the eldest lady, she didn't even pay much attention to the sick Young Master Yi Kun. It was because Leng Yikun couldn't hold on any longer and was about to die that she became anxious. Many doctors were invited.

What's more, he even begged the sect master to treat the young sect master like he did to Qingyi.

He also laughed. If he really cared for Qingyi and saved his son, would Leng Yikun still be considered a human being in the future? That's a monster, right?

"So, Sect Master Leng has no other heirs except Young Sect Master Yi Kun and Leng Nichen, right?" An Jiuyue asked again.

"Well."

The great elder was really choked.