Fu Shiyi was in seclusion.

A storm came quietly.

Fu Yi, who was originally stationed at the city gate, suddenly ran all the way and broke into the Cangming Hall where he was discussing the matter.

In the hall, Fu Siyuan was discussing with his brother about the Qin family's Linglong Pavilion store in Cangliangfang City. The Qin family had closed the mountain. In the next fifty years, Linglong Pavilion was temporarily handed over to the Fu family's jurisdiction. The Fu family had no formations to sell, but Linglong Pavilion was set up in the Formation Department. The brother was in trouble with this matter. When he saw Fu Yi, he frowned:

"Why are you panicing for a day? Will there be a ghost behind you to chase you?"

"No...No..."

Fu was so angry that he was not angry all day.

However.

It really looks like I've seen a ghost.

Gasing heavily, trying to make your breathing stable:

"Uncle Siyuan, Uncle Eight, I have something urgent to report to the patriarch!"

"What urgent matters must be met with the clan leader, and the clan leader is recuperating."

Fu Zhihong's injuries were not cured. He had to hold on to his body some time ago and barely arranged the matters in Qilin County one by one. However, the injury was even more serious. If this continues, I am afraid that if Fu Shiyi goes to southern Xinjiang to get medicine, he will die. Therefore, Mr. Fu forced him to let go of everything in his hands and go to seclusion and recuperate.

The common affairs of the clan are temporarily managed by Fu Siyuan and the brother of the Bald.

"This matter really requires the patriarch to come forward."

“……”

Fu Yi's lips twitched.

Not finished speaking.

Fu Siyuan and his brother stood up in shock. The two looked at each other. Fu Siyuan hurriedly said:

"Brother, go to Changning Courtyard to call Siyuan over. I personally report this to the patriarch."

"Okay!"

The starling felt his heart pounding. It was such a strange thing. He had lived for so long. It was the first time he saw him. He went out and thought of another person. He quickly turned around and said:

"Siyuan, don't you call Uncle Thirteen?"

"Uncle Thirteen and Bai Lian are in seclusion and practicing the art of joint attack. He had previously instructed him not to disturb him if it was not for the family's life and death."

"Okay"

My brother shut up, but he said in his heart that this is a matter of life and death.

He jogged all the way. Changning Courtyard is located at the westmost part of Kongling Mountain, almost the most remote. There are no other courtyards in front and behind. It is planted with ancient Changling trees, lush and green, and there is no light all year round, giving people a gloomy feeling. The two courtyard doors are mottled and quaint, and a red lantern is hung in front of the door. Standing below, the starling couldn't help but shivering:

"How come Siyuan is becoming more and more evil as he lives."

Mumbled.

The starling knocked on the door.

A sound of a furnace blowing came from the yard.

Then

Fu Siyuan pushed open the courtyard door with a pale face. After landing in Qilin County, Fu Siyuan stayed silent and devoted himself to the alchemy. Seeing his appearance, his brother couldn't help but urged:

"Hurry back to your room to clean up and take you to meet an important person."

"Brother, are you talking about...Miss Qin?"

Qin Shoumei has been promoted to the fourth-level formation master. His cultivation level is not as good as others. Now he is only a third-level alchemist. He feels that he is not worthy of others. Therefore, before Qin Shoumei asked for a meeting, he directly refused. At this time, he hurriedly shook his head like a rattle:

"Brother, I... should continue to refine the alchemy."

"You are so beautiful!"

The starling was so amused and laughed by Fu Siyuan. He reached out and hit Fu Siyuan on the back of the head, and then said with a solemn expression:
Chapter completed!