Dark Night, High Wind, Killing Night (2)

Hearing Lan Junao's cough, Lan Junqing's hand, which was still in the tent, trembled.

Feng Chuge glanced at the pale-faced man not far away." His legs…"

Lan Junqing's eyes dimmed a little when she mentioned Lan Junao's legs." My brother has always been weak and sickly since he was born."

"Natural?"

"Yeah... Born. The doctor said that my brother won't live past 25 years old."Lan Junqing said absent-mindedly.

Feng Chuge raised his eyebrows slightly.

She was an alchemist, so she was naturally proficient in all kinds of poisons.

When she approached Lan Junao earlier, she discovered that there was a cold poison accumulating in his body.

If he wasn't wrong, his body was so weak because of this cold poison.

Moreover, if he was born like this, the poison must have been brought out from his mother's womb.

Recalling the few men in black that he had killed last night, Feng Chu Ge could not help but ask a few more questions," Your Lan family has a Second Young Master?"