The two of them fought and made trouble, and slowly came to the kitchen. After a while of turmoil, the sky gradually became dark.

When the night came completely, Feng Xihen and Xike only found that some of the more familiar villagers in the village had visited Leng Mansion. They seemed to be here to have dinner, but they were talking and laughing, as if something really was going to happen.

The people who came were the blacksmith Uncle Wufan. He was kind-hearted, but he seemed to be worried. There was also Grandma Wu who was very good to Feng Xihen and Xike. Although she was alone, people seemed to respect her very much. Even the butcher Lei Ming from the west end of the village came. He was a powerful character. Slaughtering animals was amazing and there was no sound.

Even the Li Mansion, a force that has always been against the Leng Mansion, came. That guy seemed to be here to fight, and all the family and subordinates were brought. It would be better that there was also a mad uncle, who could be a big drunkard. No one knew what he was doing. He was at the door and kept drinking the wine in his hand.

Feng Xihen aimed hard, and his grandfather had already arrived in the crowd. Next to him was the scholar and beggar Zhou Tong, who were strange. They seemed to be discussing something.

"No wonder the master asked us to go to the kitchen to help. It turned out that so many people were coming." Xike counted carefully and found that these people were very famous in the village, mostly with prominent figures.

"Miss Chan'er didn't come, let's go, A Meng call me!" Feng Xihen looked around. In the crowd, he didn't even see Leng Chan around the Lord of the Leng Mansion. He happily took Xike's hand and walked towards the mixed room.

As he slowly approached the room, Feng Xihen heard a snoring sound, deafening, and could hear it ten miles away.

"It's like thunder, isn't this a pig?" Xike was shocked. Isn't this style and attitude just like his own bad taste?

"It seems you really found a friend." Feng Xihen also gave Xike a blank look. He couldn't stand it anymore. Isn't this going to die? He said he should be cautious and not be discovered. This is better, it is so prominent.

"You dying A Meng." Feng Xihen broke into the door directly. He woke up A Meng, who was sleeping like a pig, and roared loudly.

"What are you doing? Sleeping, and snoring?" He pinched A Meng's face.

"Haha, I am worthy of being a friend that I like, Xike, and I have my style." Xike ran into the house at some point. When he saw A Meng's graceful sleeping position, he couldn't help but smile.

"It hurts and it hurts..." A Meng gently rubbed Feng Xihen's ears that were red. It felt so innocent, so why can't I sleep well?

"Did you do it? I don't know that we took risks to let you rest here. You're so good, you sold us all." Feng Xihen looked so angry that he stared at A Meng, wishing he could swallow it alive.

"Hmph..." A Meng snorted coldly. He just snored when he went to bed. As for how he treated it like this?

"Let's go, the banquet will start soon." Xike stopped Feng Xihen and continued to ravage A Meng, and pulled him out.

"I won't care about you anymore. If they scold you, don't say I won't protect you."

"Tsk, they dare." A Meng didn't know what was wrong with Feng Xihen, but she had no temper at all. Instead, she had no good temper towards others.

They never forgot to fight along the way. When the sound rang throughout the Holy Spirit tribe, Feng Xihen and the others slowly walked out of the courtyard. They found a random place and started to eat and drink.

But A Meng is different. It hides in the corner and struggles with the things Feng Xihen has handed it, as if it is not very interested in these things.

"Forget it, don't force it if it doesn't eat it. As a cat, how could it eat the things we eat?" Xike chewed with a tender chicken leg, and he was more interested in the latter for food and sleeping.

After a full meal, the servants brought out a plate of fruit and a pot of old wine, and brought it to everyone.

"What are you doing? Why are you treated like this today?" Feng Xihen looked at the amiable faces of everyone and felt very friendly, but after seeing their expressions, he felt that everyone was very unfamiliar.

What exactly is going to happen tonight?

The imperial capital, Sanyi Shilang Mansion.

"What a moonlight! I just don't know how Xiao Wu is?" Tang San looked at the full moon hanging in the sky. He couldn't help but think of the graceful and beautiful Xiao Wu. Since he parted in the divine world, Tang San has never seen Xiao Wu again.

"I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon with thousands of miles away..."

Tang San was sitting alone on the outline of the corridor. He was sitting cross-legged with one leg, swaying in the air.

The cool night wind intoxicated him. After a while, he slowly closed his eyes. In a daze, he actually saw a pitch-black metal box again.

"Sharp..." A cold wind blew, and Tang San opened his eyes suddenly.

"Someone." On the roof in the distance, Tang San saw several men in black running past the eaves.

He also disappeared into the night suddenly.

The black shadows on the eaves were like walking on thin ice. They were as light as swallows. Not to mention anything else, just subtle movements made people feel incredible.

In a unique hut, the lights were still on, which was Tang San's father Tang Ren's study.

"Since you're here, come out!" Tang Ren was writing in the room at this time. He was inspired at this time, but unfortunately, he was disturbed.

"We are secret guards to capture the traitors." The black shadow flashed past and entered the house directly.

Due to the light, Tang Ren saw five people standing in front of him in a neat manner.

"Haha, even the secret guards are here. It seems that the sect leader cares about us very much." Tang Ren did not stop the pen in his hand. He seemed not afraid and his face did not change at all.

"You and other traitors are so happy here, you are so shameless." The leader in black, known as the secret guard, spoke.

"After so many years, have you not let it go?"

"Haha, that's right, he can't let it go..." Tang Ren looked up at the five men in black, as if they were mocking him, and continued to wave the pen in his hand.

"You and your brothers took great pains to do the first thing they did." The leader of the secret guard and the men in black next to him looked at each other, ready to take action.

"Haha... Now we are no longer from the Tang Sect, why are you still so entangled?" Holding the pen in your hand tightly, Tang Ren suddenly broke his ink and his pen seemed to be angry.
Chapter completed!