But suddenly, he noticed the difference above.

"Peacekeeping Medal?"

"Yes, President, this is the Peacekeeping Medal, the highest honor medal awarded to the anti-terrorist hero by the United Nations."

Leng Xu trembled and said word by word.

In the corridor, it was quiet, as if everyone's voices had disappeared at this moment, even the whirring of the wind could not be heard.

The only thing that can be heard is the sound of the heart beating in everyone, and the blood that had cooled down finally came alive again and began to flow and burn.

Huo Sijue finally entered with this medal tightly held.

All night, he put it on his chest and let it fall asleep next to him, next to Wen Xuxu who was leaning against him.

Then, over the next few days, the old monk discovered that the young man had changed.

He was not looking for himself to ask questions, and the irritability between his brows and eyes became much calmer. When he came over, he quietly played chess with him. If we talked, it would be irrelevant.

Kind of unusual.

The old monk was a little worried.

"Donor, you seem to be very peaceful these days."

"Yeah." Huo Sijue took a sip of the tea next to him and took a slow sip.

"Master doesn't expect me to do this? You said, I need to calm down. My hostility is a little heavy. I need to let the peaceful atmosphere in this temple calm my killing intent."

"..."

After a while, the old monk said nothing.

However, he was quite satisfied with this state, so after a few games of chess this day, he went back.

Back in the meditation room, after a while, a little novice came in. As usual, he still said the same thing: "Master, that person outside came to pick you up again, he asked me to ask you, can you go?"

"……understood."

The old monk got up, and soon, he left the temple.

Days passed, and in a blink of an eye, the snow on the mountain stopped and melted, the branches sprung up, the grass became lush, and even the chirping of birds began to sound from the big maple tree at the entrance of the temple.

Huo Sijue never went down the mountain.

However, he knew very well the situation under the mountain.

Lan Ling finally walked to the front of the screen.

Since he was forced to do so by Huo Sijue, he simply revealed his true colors. He re-entered the White House, although Zhu Chengwen was still the top leader.

But, since the man entered the White House, his rights have basically been siphoned off.

Lanling took control of the entire regime.

Moreover, because the abbot of Wenqing Temple, a well-known temple in China, has repeatedly entered the White House to hold Buddhist meetings, the people of the country who had a strong sense of rejection of this person finally calmed down.

Since then, Lan Ling has won a big victory.

After the weather got warmer, Huo Sijue rarely played chess. He recently fell in love with reading books. There was a large library in the temple. After he accidentally discovered it, he spent the whole day in it.

"Brother, have you noticed anything? The old monk has lost weight recently?"

On this day, Wen Xuxu just finished taking the herbs, came to him, and mentioned the old monk again.

Huo Sijue didn't speak.

However, if you pay attention to it, you will find that he paused slightly when he looked at the book.

"Is there a message from Shen Yu?"

"Yes, the gauze has been removed and restored, and it is exactly the same as the original face. However, in their current situation, they should only be able to stay in that place."

Wen Xuxu said in frustration.

Huo Sijue raised his eyebrows: "Not necessarily, wife, can you complete the task given to you?"

"what?"

Wen Xuxu, who had never heard him speak like this, was so surprised that her black and white eyes widened.

"What mission? You said!"

She was suddenly a little excited, because she had never participated in his actions before, nor had he formally invited her.

However, what she didn't expect was that this person opened his mouth and said, "Can you make me sick? The worse the better."

Wen Xuxu: "..."

I really want to kill him, what should I do?

Can't you give a better one when you give her a task for the first time? And let her make him sick? ! !

"You can also see that our current stability, including the children in the Maldives, the Huo family and Longyin Pavilion in City A, and the Shenyu side, all rely on this old monk. You all say that this old monk is getting thinner and thinner. Well, what if he's going to die? We can't live anymore?"

When the man saw that she was angry, he quickly explained.

It's just that this explanation, how to hear it, why is it so strange, it seems to be coaxing a child, and it is said that the old monk is too thin, have you ever thought about the old monk's feelings?

Wen Xuxu finally softened.

"What happens when you're sick?"

"Well, the old man Chen Jinghe should come."

"..."

Kneel for him!

Wen Xuxu finally moved, so that night, the man started to have a splitting headache again, and when it was serious, he almost strangled a little novice passing by the meditation room.

When the old monk saw him, he was very anxious when he was quickly restrained.

"Why did he suddenly become like this? Wasn't it good before?"

"No, when he found him in Lanling, he actually had a seizure. Today I heard about his grandfather... His grandfather was sentenced to death and was stimulated."

Wen Xuxu explained with tears on her face.

The old monk's expression changed in an instant!

Because this message is indeed true, but he has been blocking it, and no one has spread to the temple. JrNovels.com