Lisheng's words brought hope to them in pain, like a ray of light in the darkness, which made people unable to let go and involuntarily clung to it.

Murong Lingxue pushed Lisheng into the room, and the faces of the two were not very good, obviously they had just experienced an argument. Behind him, Yun Han and Xuan Yi also walked in. Yun Han gestured to An Shuli and Nangong Qingye - [Xue'er and Lisheng quarreled!]

An Shuli is so exquisite, you will know what is going on after a little thought. Thinking about it, Li Sheng is the one who knows Hell the best among them, and he may have some way to save Yun Mo, but for some reason, he didn't tell the truth at first, but let Murong Lingxue cheat out, so Li Sheng was like this, a little embarrassed, and a little unhappy.

What An Shuli could think of, Nangong Qingye was naturally not a problem. He has lived in the temple for a long time and intersected with the ministers, not only because of his domineering as the Nine Princes, but also because the art of power and scheming is as common as a common thing for the Nine Princes.

Nangong Qingye first asked a few people to sit down, and did not mention anything about Yun Mo or Hell, but glanced at An Shuli. An Shuli turned her head knowingly and gently held her little daughter's hand, her eyes full of her mother's worries. She lowered her voice and asked Yan Shu, as if she was afraid of waking up the little boy, "Senior Brother Yan, how is Feng'er?" She has been asleep for so long, when will she wake up?"

Yan Shu sighed and said, "Except for the fractured bone in his left arm, Feng'er's other injuries are all skin injuries, which are not in the way." It stands to reason that he should have woken up a long time ago. She's mostly the result of her subconscious reluctance to wake up. Feng'er saw Yun Mo's departure with her own eyes, which was too big a blow for her to bear, so she was subconsciously escaping, unwilling to wake up and face this fact. ”

Yan Shu's words, Li Sheng listened to it in his ears, and his expression became more and more unnatural. An Shuli and Nangong Qingye stabbed Lisheng's weakness with one blow - Xiaofeng'er is their sweetheart, and it is Lisheng's life. To put it mildly, the little boy was raised by Lisheng. In the days of the Sea Spirits, only Feng'er and they depended on each other, bringing a touch of color to their boring life. Lisheng did everything he could, and taught all his skills to the little son, they are also teachers and friends, but they are more like a father and daughter. The daughter is in trouble, where is the father not anxious? Lisheng may not have any feelings for Yun Mo, and can ignore his life or death. However, for Murong Lingfeng, he couldn't see her being wronged at all.

Knowing that it was difficult to leave Sheng, Xuan Yi stood up first, "You misunderstood, we didn't hide it, but if you know, it's just an empty joy." We don't want the wind to be hit again. ”

"Is it empty joy, you have to try it to know, if you don't tell us the way to open the gate of hell now, where do we get the joy? There will only be grief left!" Murong Lingxue said with a calm face, "What Feng'er needs now is such a little bit of hope, if she doesn't give her hope, she really can't live!"

Xuan Yi looked at Lisheng and said that he had to call the shots or not.

Li Sheng was silent for a long time before he spoke, "I don't know if I can save Feng'er, but the risks you have to go through when you embark on this road are unimaginable. Li Sheng's eyes looked at Murong Lingfeng for a moment, he was really worried about this child, "Let's wait for Feng'er to wake up, I won't let her take risks unless it is absolutely necessary." After Li Sheng finished speaking, he left with Xuan Yi.

The people who left a room were sad.

An Shuli stayed by the bedside for three days before the little boy woke up.

After Murong Lingfeng woke up, she stared at the ceiling blankly, without speaking or expression, and the people around her beckoned her, but she didn't answer, like a porcelain doll without breath. was so anxious that An Shuli burst into tears on the side, and Nangong Qingye was also distressed.

During this period, Lisheng came to see her two or three times, and every time he saw her half-dead appearance, he just sighed and shook his head, and didn't say anything.

If he didn't speak, Murong Lingxue and the others didn't dare to say more, so they could only be secretly anxious and unable to do anything.

On this day, when he went out from the door of Lisheng, An Shuli chased him out one step faster. She ran up to Lisheng's side, stopped him, and looked at him with tears in her eyes pleading, "General Li, I know we are not qualified to order you. However, Feng'er really can't go on like this! You watched her grow up, don't you feel distressed?"

"It's because I'm distressed that I can't tell her!Do you know how difficult and dangerous this road is?How can you go to hell if you want to?" Li Sheng said without discussion, "It's just a guess on my part that Yun Mo is not dead, it's more likely that he has been burned to ashes by the fire of hell!"

"Isn't it possible even if it's a guess? Why can't you let Feng'er give it a try? She is really worse than dead now!" An Shuli looked at Li Sheng sadly, "General Li, I beg you, you can tell us the way to open the gate of hell!"

Li Sheng was hesitating, but he heard a "bang" in the house, and the two of them didn't care much, so they immediately ran into the house to check the situation, for fear that something would happen to Xiao Feng'er.

Sure enough, the little guy who didn't say a word for a few days and didn't move for a moment actually fell from the bed to the ground while the two were talking. An Shuli ran over to help her up, carried her to the bed, and pinched her thin arm in distress, "Feng'er, tell us what you want, my mother will help you get it!

Murong Lingfeng ignored her mother's worries, she only had one thing on her mind now. Murong Lingfeng's eyes finally brightened slightly, she stretched out her hand to Lisheng, and said in a hoarse voice, "Can you help me get Yun Mo back?"

Li Sheng subconsciously glanced at An Shuli, it seems that the Cangling Hall Lord's obstruction today is not just as simple as moving with affection and knowing with reason. But...... Lisheng sighed, it was considered to be recognized. "I don't know what the odds are, but there is a way to give it a try. Lisheng can be tough on others, but when facing the little boy, he can't even say a heavy word, "You have to think clearly, maybe Yun Mo can't come back, and you can't live yourself! If you want to open the gates of hell and pull people out of hell, it's not as simple as saying that." ”

Murong Lingfeng looked at Lisheng firmly, and only said three words to him, "Tell me." ”