Lin Feng and Sikong Zhaiyue naturally have a lot to talk about after not seeing each other for many years.
After Sikong Xinyan left, the two sat on the roof, drinking and talking about the many things they had experienced over the years.
late at night.
Very drunk.
Lin Feng carried Sikong Zhaiyue back to the room.
Lin Feng often drinks with old drunkards, and his drinking capacity has long been developed.
But obviously, Sikong Zhaiyue's drinking capacity was much worse.
…
Sikong Zhaiyue lay on the bed and slept soundly.
Lin Feng sat cross-legged and moved.
After the thirty-sixth Great Week.
No drunkenness at all.
Then, Lin Feng began to watch the movement of 90,000 stars.
…
Early on the first day, Lin Feng got up.
"Brother Lin, is my brother here? I have cooked some soup and after drinking it, you will feel much better."
Sikong Xinyan said softly.
"Your brother hasn't woken up yet, let him sleep a little longer."
Lin Feng said.
"Brother Lin, please come with me."
Sikong Xinyan said with a blushing face.
Lin Feng nodded and followed Sikong Xinyan to the dining room.
Sikong Xinyan served a bowl of soup for Lin Feng.
After Lin Feng drank it, he felt warm in his body.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
This Sikong Xinyan is not only beautiful, but also gentle and pleasant.
"Miss Xinyan's cooking skills are really great. I haven't had such a delicious thick soup in many years."
Lin Feng put down the bowl and chopsticks and said with a smile.
Being praised by Lin Feng, Sikong Xinyan's pretty face blushed slightly and said, "It's fine if Brother Lin likes it."
Sikong Xinyan did not stay long.
As a girl, she was too embarrassed to stay with Lin Feng for too long.
Lin Feng came outside.
Warm sunshine falls down.
He walked in the huge courtyard.
The area occupied by the Sikong family is really too huge.
This mansion is probably priceless.
In front of a small courtyard, Lin Feng saw an old servant sitting in front of the stone steps basking in the sun.
Lin Feng walked over and said hello to the old servant.
The old servant smiled and said, "Young and polite young people like you are rare anymore."
Lin Feng smiled and said, "Respecting the elderly is a traditional virtue."
The old servant smiled slightly and said, "That being said, who still remembers these virtues now? This young master is the Mr. Lin that Rui'er said, right?"
Lin Feng nodded and said, "It's this junior."
The old servant said happily, "It has been many years since I have seen the young master bring his friends home. In fact, it has been many years since I have seen the young master make friends."
Lin Feng's heart moved and he said, "Old man, this Sikong family mansion is so huge, it should be prosperous. Why are there only so few people left in the Sikong family now?".
The old servant sighed and said, "In the early years, the Sikong family was a big family in Aolai City and ranked among the top ten families. However, ten years ago, the Sikong family suffered a disaster."
"Disaster?" Lin Feng frowned slightly.
The old servant nodded and said, "I don't know what kind of curse the Sikong family has received. The clan members died one by one. Even the powerful ancestors were not able to escape this disaster. The disciples and guards who were attached to the Sikong family also came one after another.
get away"
"The slaves also began to run away. Originally, the slaves should be punished for running away, but the master was kind and ordered all the slaves to be released."
"In the end, only Master Yue and Miss Xinyan were left alive among the Sikong family. As for the slaves, they had all run away. The huge Sikong family declined like this."
Lin Feng could almost guess what happened next.
Only two loyal old servants and the helpless maid Rui'er were left.
Under the care of two old servants, Sikong Zhaiyue and Sikong Xinyan grew up.
"Why is this happening? Why do such a powerful family die one after another?".
Lin Feng frowned.
He felt that this matter was too unusual.
Such a huge family has powerful men and women sitting in charge.
But because of the curse, the tribesmen died tragically.
Is it really a curse?
Or is it another reason?
The hatred of destroying the family.
No wonder Sikong Zhaiyue practices so hard!
Carrying such a tragedy of annihilation.
Sikong Zhaiyue naturally has to practice hard.
Sikong Zhaiyue woke up at noon.
He has been for a long time.
I have never slept so peacefully.
Lin Feng reached the depths, and Sikong Zhaiyue was finally able to relax and have a good sleep.
Because Sikong Zhaiyue knew.
No matter what happens.
Lin Feng would notice it immediately.
In the afternoon, a group of more than 20 people came to Sikong Mansion.
The leader was a twenty-six or seven-year-old young man.
This person is called "Tuoba Yun".
A arrogant look.
Lin Feng found that this man's cultivation was not simple.
He turned out to be a monk in the realm of yin and yang.
Seeing these people arriving, Sikong Xinyan hid behind Sikong Zhaiyue with obvious fear.
"Tuoba Yun, why are you coming to our Sikong family again? Didn't I already tell you? The Sikong family's ancestral home is not for sale."
Sikong Zhaiyue said in a deep voice.
"Sikong Zhaiyue, all members of your Sikong family are dead, what's the use of guarding this ancestral home? Do you still think that the Sikong family was one of the top ten families in Aolai City back then?"
"Stop daydreaming. Your Sikong family has declined long ago. Now, my Tuoba family has taken the place of your Sikong family, and this mansion is in line with the current status of my Tuoba family. Honestly
If you sell it to us, you brothers and sisters can be safe and sound. I think you don’t want to see your sister being fucked by a group of men in a brothel one day, right?"
Tuoba Yun's lustful and evil eyes looked at Sikong Xinyan.
"Haha, this little girl is Shui Ling'er. The sight of me makes me want to have sex with her."
The rest of the Tuoba family laughed lewdly.
Sikong Xinyan was so frightened that her body trembled.
"Asshole, you are looking for death."
Sikong Zhaiyue roared angrily and punched the opponent.
Tuoba Yun's cultivation level was obviously much higher than that of Sikong Zhaiyue. He sneered, swayed his body, came to the front of Sikong Zhaiyue, and struck down with a horizontal palm.
Sikong Zhaiyue's face turned pale.
He found that he couldn't dodge this blow at all.
After the decline of the Sikong family.
This is the only mansion left.
The rest of the items have already been looted by all the major forces.
There are not even resources for cultivation.
Sikong Zhaiyue was able to cultivate to the tenth level of King Wu at the age of twenty-one.
It has been extremely difficult.
But what about the tenth level of King Wu’s realm?
Compared with Tuoba Yun in the Yin and Yang realm, he is still far behind.
"You're a loser, but you dare to fight me?"
Tuoba Yun's face was full of disdain.
"elder brother……".
Sikong Xinyan's pretty face is pale.
Click.
Seeing that Tuoba Yun's blow was about to hit Sikong Zhaiyue's body.
Suddenly, Tuoba Yun's wrist was grabbed.
This chapter has been completed!