Xiuyuan saw that the white clothes left, leaving only his back. He wanted to shout but couldn't shout it out. It was like he was in a dream, leaving him far away.

Unswervingly taken away by Luo Yan, he never expected that the person he missed the most was at her right now, but he just didn't have the strength to go to her.

The steps of cultivating fate were imprisoned, but as soon as he stepped forward, he fell to the ground. It was so heavy that it hurt not only his body, but also his heart.

Xiuyuan raised his head and watched the white clothes disappear from his sight bit by bit.

He simply lay down and looked at the hazy sky, without wind or clouds, and only endless despair. Xiuyuan suddenly laughed, and as he smiled, tears burst out from his eyes.

"Unswer--" Xiuyuan called her name in her heart, repeating it again and again.

Luo Yan did it on purpose. When he saw Xiuyuan, he didn't want the two of them to meet again. Since he couldn't love her well, he should never provoke her again.

Cultivate the fate and close your eyes, and this scene will eventually come to say goodbye.

I don’t know how long it took, but Xiuyuan finally couldn’t get up in his drowsiness. Maybe he was silent in his dream, boundless and endless.

Xiuyuan was brought back by the old man and the little boy. They put him at the door and knocked on the door and left. When they saw Butler Li, they saw Xiuyuan unconscious and was shocked.

I have no consciousness in cultivating fate and have never woken up again since that day.

The doctor also came to see him. He used acupuncture and medicinal materials. He could not get in and could not wake up the cultivation of the law. He fell asleep like this, as if he had died, but had a faint breath.

The Li family was completely in despair, so that Wang and Maochun were at a loss after trying all the doctors in the city. Wang was crying again, while Maochun was speechless.

Only when it was late at night, Maochun couldn't sleep and walked out of the courtyard, walked to Xiuyuan's room, looked at his sleepy son and stuffed his cold hands into the quilt. He sighed and shouted in his heart, "Oh my God, I think I, Li Maochun, have you done something wrong? Everything in the world is revenge on my son."

Maochun returned to the room and Wang woke up. She sobbed and stretched out her hand. Maochun took her hand to comfort her.

"Master, what should we do? What should we do with our cultivation?"

Maochun couldn't speak, so Wang could only hold his hand. He gently stroked Wang's hair, "This is a disaster."

"Why did he suffer from this in my cultivation? Whose fault is this?"

Maochun couldn't speak, and Wang still cried, "What should I do? Can he not live to be sixteen years old?"

Maochun sighed, suddenly thought of something, he helped his wife up, "What did you say just now?"

Wang was a little panicked, "I, I didn't say anything."

Maochun remembered something like a flash of inspiration.

Two years ago, I took Xiuyuan to Guoqing Temple with me. The host once said that Xiuyuan would suffer a great disaster when she was sixteen years old. If she could endure it, it would be a fate. Maochun hurriedly went downstairs and was busy rummaging through boxes and cabinets. Wang was stunned, "Master, what are you doing?"

Maochun ignored the search for the thing he hid, a string of Buddhist beads and a long whip. The words of the host were still in his ears. If Xiuyuan was unconscious, he would have been taken by the demon. He would definitely hang the Buddha whip on the east end of Xiuyuan's bed.

When Maochun thought of this, he hurriedly walked out. Wang was stunned and looked at her husband's back.

Thunder God made a thunder sound again, and the rain tilted down. Maochun ran into Xiuyuan's room. With a thunder sound, his son's pale face flashed under the lightning, and he was still lifeless.

Maochun found a place to hang the Buddhist beads against Xiuyuan's bed.

There was another thunder sound. Maochun looked at Xiuyuan, squatted beside him, and gently touched his son's face, "Xiyuan, it will be cured soon, your illness will be cured, please keep going no matter what." Xiuyuan was still in a weak breath.

Maochun retreated and, when he closed the door, he looked at his son's face again before leaving.

Buyu knew that something must have happened to Xiuyuan. He could not have been like he had no news and it seemed to have disappeared. Thinking of Buyu's dying, she stood up and walked out. Luo Yan appeared again when she was discomfort, "Hey, what are you doing?" He held some fruit in his hand and fiddled with Xiang Buyu.

Buyu shook his head, "I must go and see Xiuyuan, something must have happened to him."

Luo Yan pulled her, "What happened almost to you is, are you? If he has something, he will definitely come to you."

Buyu still couldn't convince himself, "I want to go see him."

"You forgot the note he gave you. He told you to leave. You didn't leave. You went to find him. You forgot that you killed their relatives. Don't cause trouble for him, okay?"

Luo Yan himself didn't know why he tried so hard to stop Buyu. Buyu was really stunned. He looked at Luo Yan, "Do he don't want me anymore?"

Those sad words suddenly came to the soft part of Luo Yan's heart, and Luo Yan thrust for a moment, "Don't say that."

Buyu frowned, "Is it?"

But Keba walked over, "What are you all doing?" Seeing the fruit in Luo Yan's hand habitually picking it up and eating it, and turning it over, Keba still saw the tears in the corner of her eyes, "Hey, why are you unswerving?"

He shook his head without hesitation, "The wind just confuses his eyes."

Keba didn't take it seriously and then looked at Luo Yan, "The fruit is good."

"It's not for you to eat," Luo Yan gave him a blank look. He was anxious to see his unwavering weight loss these days.

He pursed his lips, "I'm fine, Luo Yan, I understand, I won't go to him for the time being."

"Who are you looking for?" Keba looked around at the two people, waiting for an answer, but no one paid attention to him.

"It's a cultivation of fate," Keba looked at him, "By the way, why haven't you seen him recently?"

Still no one took on this topic. Luo Yan looked at Keba with a little unhappy. You are not here to ruin the situation, he looked at Keba with his eyebrows raised.

Keba disagreed, "If you want to see how he is, I have a crystal ball, have you forgotten?"

This seemed to remind Buyu, and Buyu was stunned, "Can you lend me a look?"

"What's wrong with this?" Keba smiled and then followed Keba. Luo Yan hugged his chest and looked at the backs of the two people, feeling unhappy.

Xiuyuan did not wake up as Maochun expected. He was still in a coma. Wang pulled Maochun, "Master, what's going on Xiuyuan? What should we do?"

Maochun looked at the string of Buddhist beads hanging there and said, "Wait a little longer." He has indeed tried all kinds of methods these days.

As the two were talking, Butler Li walked in, "Master, the Taoist priest is here."

Maochun's eyes lit up, and before he could say anything, he saw that the Taoist priest had walked in uninvited, and there was a person they were most familiar with behind him.
Chapter completed!