When he heard Gu Xizhan's transmission, Shen Qian subconsciously turned his head to look at her, and there was a stunned look in his eyes that he didn't have time to hide.

The female cultivator's face was cold, but her expression was determined, and her unfazed eyes stared at him quietly, and there seemed to be an invisible wave in it.

At a glance, he understood that Senior Sister Hengming was not asking him, but telling him that she knew everything.

In the few short words of the head and Uncle Wushu, she knew all the things he wanted to hide from her.

Shen Qianzhi looked at her and couldn't help but sigh, tasting a faint bitterness in his mouth. He confessed to Kou Miaochen in his heart - Senior Brother Henghui, it's not that I don't want to hide it from her, it's true, I can't hide it.

He sighed again, suppressed the fear in his heart, and then said: [Last night, Senior Brother Henghui's sword qi rioted. ］

Gu Xizhan's finger bones suddenly made a crisp cracking sound.

Sword Qi Riot...... This kind of danger that could kill him in his heyday, how can Kou Miaochen, who is now with a half-destroyed foundation and broken meridians, withstand?

Shen Qianzhi looked at the red oozing from between her fingers with some concern, and began to confess to Kou Miaochen in his heart.

Last night, the sword qi in Kou Miaochen's body suddenly rioted, almost directly shattering his heart, Venerable Wufeng saw that things were not good, and immediately invited several other avatars to take action together, before pressing the sword qi back, including Shen Qianzhi's master.

He also went with him last night, and when he saw Senior Brother Henghui lying on the bed like a rag doll, lifeless, sword qi wantonly drilling out from every corner of his body, there seemed to be endless blood in the narrow sword wound of the Daodao, and the bed was already bright red, the red swaying, winding down the bedpost, and gradually filling the ground with bright color, he almost thought that he couldn't hold on.

Fortunately, I don't know if it's fortunate or unfortunate, it is precisely because he was so seriously injured that he couldn't control the domineering sword qi in his body, which caused this dangerous situation, but it was precisely because his meridians were broken and the sword qi was blocked that he picked up a life.

When the sword qi was suppressed, Kou Miaochen woke up, and he also saw Shen Qianzhi, without saying too much, he only said in a low voice, "Don't tell Senior Sister Hengming." He knew that Cangyi and his party were both on the list.

Shen Qianzhi was silent, and after a while, he said solemnly: "Yes." ”

Afterwards, he recalled Kou Miaochen's expression, without fear, without resentment, calmly as if he had casually mentioned a trivial matter.

At that time, he speculated that Senior Brother Henghui's catastrophe was probably related to Senior Sister Hengming, or that she felt that it had nothing to do with her.

And Kou Miaochen's attitude is also very clear, his foundation has been destroyed, and he must not let this matter ruin Gu Xizhan again.

This is his calamity, and it has nothing to do with her.

"Tick-", the blood beads smashed on the ground, shattered, and a red mark was scratched on the edge of Gu Xi's white shoes, and the others had seen the clue, but pretended not to know.

And Shen Qianzhi woke up like a dream, he took a breath, feeling that his hands were a little shaking, and his voice was hoarse.

[Senior Brother Henghui won't let me tell you.] ］

[I see.] She slowly let go of her hand, unable to see her emotions, [rest assured.] ］

She knew why Senior Brother Henghui was hiding it from her, she knew what she was going to do, and she knew what she was going to do.

This calamity can't destroy her.

Also, you can't destroy Kou Miaochen.

She is a firm believer in this.

Their interaction, the head of the house saw it, he looked up at the cloudless clear sky, and his heart was a little more agitated.

These kids are working so hard, and they're going to have to work harder.

They have to be the backbone of these children.

(Looking at the empty deposit box, I began to doubt the Wan on the shelves.) ）