When Qin Xi said that, the expressions of the people in the Chat Group instantly began to change.
Ancestor Hongjun immediately stood up. Instead of sitting by his desk, he stared intently at the screen in front of him.
Daoist Yangmei and Qin Xi both looked far from good. His expression slowly grew grave, and in a very steady voice, he looked at Qin Xi and said, "Daoist Yangmei, what exactly happened to you?"
Daoist Yangmei chuckled at that moment, but as soon as he laughed, he broke into a fit of coughing. His blood spilled uncontrollably from his mouth, flowing out even though he wanted to swallow it down.
He looked in Ancestor Hongjun's direction and said to him, "It's fine, it's fine. I just had too much blood, so I spat out a mouthful."
He wiped his mouth with his sleeve as if it were nothing.
Qin Xi also looked very nervously toward Daoist Yangmei and said to him, "What happened?"
Daoist Yangmei shook his head slightly and said, "It's nothing. Hurry up and talk about the serious matter."
When Ancestor Hongjun saw the two of them, his face truly turned extremely grave, as if he were about to rush over to check on Qin Xi and the others at once.
Ancestor Hongjun said to Qin Xi, "What exactly happened? Hurry and tell me the whole story from beginning to end."
Ancestor Hongjun's expression was already extremely ugly, and his words were not pleasant to hear. After all, as the eldest brother among them, he genuinely cared about both Qin Xi and Daoist Yangmei, so it was inevitable that he sounded somewhat stern when he spoke.
Qin Xi's face was also very dark at that moment. He cleared his throat and said to them, "We ran into Masked