After a few breaths, Ye Feng thought a lot.

Regardless of whether the invitation from Chen Mingli, the head of the Chen family, was a trap or not, he had to go there.

He must reach a cooperation with the Chen family, one of the three major clans!

Only in this way can he have the capital to confront the Qian family!

After drinking a few more glasses of strong wine, Ye Feng got up and left.

After leaving Fengyue Bar, Ye Feng's spiritual consciousness dissipated and hid into an alley after avoiding several obvious auras.

Ye Feng's Phantom's footsteps flashed and disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

After a breath, a man rushed over, his breath was strong all over his body, and his eyes, like a falcon, narrowed into a gap. He didn't expect that someone would disappear under his nose.

Just as the man was about to leave, his whole body suddenly became tense, and dense cold sweat oozed out of his forehead. His eyelids blinked, and he slowly turned around. He saw Ye Feng holding the Yanhuang sword aiming at his heart.

As long as he makes any moves, this extremely sharp giant sword will pierce his heart.

"Who are you!" Ye Feng opened his purple gold's pupils to ensure that the other party could not leave his own domain.

This man was different from those who followed the stalking followers. Ye Feng felt a familiar breath on the other party.

"Song Jinglong!" The man's clenched fist gradually loosened, obviously giving up his plan to show off with Ye Feng.

"Song Jinglong? What is your relationship with Song Zhongshu?" Ye Feng raised his sword eyebrows and finally remembered that this familiar aura came from Song Zhongshu.

"He is my father... Of course, I have never admitted this." Song Jinglong laughed at himself, unable to see his emotions clearly.

"illegitimate child?"

Ye Feng knew it, looked at Song Jinglong, then put away the Yanhuang sword and said lightly: "Are you here to seek revenge? If so, you will not be my opponent now, and there will be no one in the future.

Maybe, I suggest you give up this stupid idea. Of course, if you insist on seeking death, I will also help you!"

Song Jinglong shook his head: "The Song family has been destroyed. Except for me, all the Song clans were killed by that Majesty. Fortunately, I have no feelings for this father whom I have only met once, and he dies.

It has nothing to do with me!"

"Then why are you following me?"

Ye Feng's voice was indifferent, and he had no interest in such love and hatred between families.

"Because Song Zhongshu told me before he died that if he had any accidents, he asked me to come to you and said that you would protect my family..." Song Jinglong gritted his teeth and said hatefully.

"What else did the head of the Song family say?" Ye Feng held the round tiger talisman that Song Zhongshu gave him from his sleeve.

Song Jinglong took a deep breath, handed a list to Ye Feng, and said quietly: "This is the force he secretly cultivated during his lifetime, spread throughout the major prefectures of the Daxia Dynasty, although it would not shake the foundation of the Daxia Dynasty,

But it was also an extremely powerful force. Before he died, he issued an order that those who obtained the tiger talisman could order these forces!”

Hearing this, Ye Feng was stunned and finally knew why Song Zhongshu handed over the tiger talisman to him before he died.

Is this trying to use my own hands to deal with the master of the Daxia Dynasty?

"Mr. Ye, although I don't recognize this father, I have the blood of the Song family. This is a fact that I can't change. I hate you, but I hate the master of the Daxia Dynasty even more. The reason why he brought this stock

The power is handed over to you, I think it is because he thinks you may overthrow the Great Xia Dynasty for him! Avenge him...!" Song Jinglong said directly.

Silence for a moment.

Ye Feng put away the list and the tiger talisman in his hand and said solemnly: "Mr. Song, I will accept the tiger talisman and the forces left by the Song family leader, then I will protect the safety of Mr. Song so that the Song family will not be defeated! If Mr. Song has

Family, I can arrange a place that is absolutely safe.”

"Thank you!" Song Jinglong said in a deep voice.

"No need, this is just a deal between me and the head of the Song family. Maybe you shouldn't hate your father. At least he tried his best to protect your safety. I just saw it. Your bloodline is extremely strong, but unfortunately I didn't get it.

It is so good that it is impossible to break the shackles. This way, if you believe me, you can stay with me, I will try my best to make you break through to the realm of a half-step emperor!"

"This is my reward to the Song family leader."

Ye Feng looked at Song Jinglong's eyes and spoke.

He could see that the man in front of him did not look calm and gentle as he showed. Song Zhongshu's death must have caused a huge blow to him!

Ye Feng saw the desire to become stronger and the hatred hidden in his eyes!

"Can you let me break the shackles?" Song Jinglong suppressed the shock in his heart and said in a deep voice.

"At least there is this possibility. If you don't want to follow me, I can send someone to protect you or send you to a safe place, which is enough to make you spend the rest of your life happily." Ye Feng said calmly.

"I'll follow you!" Song Jinglong said directly.

"Very good! I believe that the head of the Song family will be proud of you."

Ye Feng patted Song Jinglong on the shoulder, and a purple-red aura penetrated into his body, opened up the meridians blocked by Song Jinglong as quickly as possible, and handed a few pills he had refined to Song Jing.

Long said lightly: "Take one pill every day and run it for a whole day, which can restore your energy to the peak. Then, come to Prince Chen's mansion to find me!"

"good!"

Song Jinglong took the pill, looked at Ye Feng with some complexity, then turned around and disappeared into the night.

Seeing Song Jinglong leave, Ye Feng shook his head and quickly calculated in his heart whether the power left by Song Zhongshu had enough bargaining chips to balance the masters of the Daxia Dynasty.

"It's still not enough, it requires more power and more control over the state prefectures, otherwise that Majesty will not be able to compromise!" A cold light flashed in Ye Feng's pupils, and then he sank into the night and headed straight for the Chen family.

Mansion.

A quarter of an hour later,

Ye Feng quietly appeared in a secret room where the Chen family had wine storage. His spiritual sense dispersed and he did not notice any ambush.

But vaguely, Ye Feng always felt something was wrong.

This feeling is completely instinctive intuition.

"Young Master Ye, we meet again!"

Chen Mingli was wearing a zither dress and Chen Jiao, wearing a long breast-wrapped skirt, walked step by step, opened a bottle of old wine familiarly, poured it on Ye Feng, and smiled and said, "Young Master Ye, I have never seen you since the beginning of the new era.

Even though he is as powerful as Young Master Ye, Young Master Ye is worthy of being the only successor guarded by the Supreme in the world, which is amazing!”

"The Chen family leader has been awarded too much."

Ye Feng looked at the strong wine in the wine glass and said directly: "Master Chen, I will say it directly. Now the change has come. The three major clans are obstacles that His Majesty in the Forbidden City must be eradicated. The Song family has been destroyed.
Chapter completed!