C1167 A miserable Chu Yiyun (2/2)
”Big Sis, you are?”
The lady was extremely excited, her two hands grabbing onto Long Yan's arm, her voice was choked with sobs.
”You, you are called Long Yan, I just heard that someone is looking for Shangguan Chu Yiyun, I, I am the late wife of Yun Yun Yun.”
”What?” Are you sure? Profound Martial God Realm, Shangguan Chu Family, is Chu Yiyun your husband? ” Long Yan looked at her from head to toe. Obviously, this woman had not stayed here for more than a year, otherwise he would not be in such a state.
”I am Long Yan, I am here to look for Uncle Yun and Shangguan Wanyue.”
”Wuu, that pitiful girl Wan Yue is our daughter. Wuu, I … I …”
It seemed that she was very excited. Tears started to flow from the corners of her eyes. She wiped them vigorously and became strong.
”Long Yan, quick, I will bring you to look for an anonymous cloud. He is seriously injured and has recently contracted a serious illness.”
It was obvious that she had become incoherent. She was so excited that she couldn't even speak.
Long Yan nodded and followed behind the woman. He had never heard of Chu Yiyun's wife, and Wan Yue hadn't even mentioned her mother. Could it be that something had happened to his before?
Long Yan shook his head, seeing Chu Yiyun was the real deal.
Everyone around them opened up a path for them to pass through. Everyone was looking at Long Yan and Little Lion with curiosity, many of them young girls felt their hearts throbbing, probably because in their entire lives, they had never seen such a handsome youth.
”Shangguan Chu Family does have a certain amount of influence in the Profound Martial God Realm, but ever since Chu Yifeng committed suicide, Chu Family began to lose.” Amongst the crowd, a few middle-aged men who had just been sent in ten days ago said.
The sounds of the discussions became louder, and they were filled with curiosity towards that middle-aged man with the mysterious identity of Chu Yiyun.
There were no luxurious attics here, only simple wooden houses. The people here were simple and everyone was filled with kindness.
After seven turns and eight twists and turns, Jiang Nanxue quickly brought Long Yan and Little Lion into a relatively elegant small courtyard. The courtyard was filled with all kinds of vegetables, and in front of them was a small wooden room.
There was a strong herbal smell coming from inside, and white smoke was continuously rising from the house!
”Crap, the medicine has been boiled.” The woman panicked and quickly ran into the house.
Long Yan and Little Lion followed behind him and walked to the door quickly. To everyone's surprise, they saw the middle-aged man lying on the sickbed, his body slightly raised, as he attempted to move the medicine furnace at the side.
His face was deathly pale, his beard was stubbled, and his body was weak to the extreme. Looking at this, Long Yan actually felt an inexplicable sense of heartache.
”Uncle Yun!” Suddenly, Long Yan shouted loudly, the man turned his head, and upon seeing Long Yan, his expression became extremely agitated, and in that moment, tears flowed down his face! His body was trembling uncontrollably, and Long Yan seemed to be trembling even more than him. Only Little Lion watched the entire scene with a calm expression.
Although the man was weak, he was still incomparably excited. He tried to get up from the bed in a fluster, but since his arms were unable to support his body, he almost fell to the ground.
At this time, Long Yan had already rushed to his front and supported him.
Never would he have thought that the old Patriarch of Shangguan Chu, Chu Yiyun, who had a smile plastered all over his face, would be reduced to this day, and even lead such a miserable life. This life seemed to be simply too difficult, and Long Yan couldn't help but feel his heart ache and feel a pain in his heart.