Just when Ruan Yingzhe and Shen Xuan were worried about Shen Yifeng's attack, a petite figure slipped into the Suzaku Family without anyone noticing.
Carefully avoiding the patrolling guards, Shen Yanxiao immediately walked towards the cellar.
At the entrance of the cellar, four guards were standing guard at the door dutifully.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Shen Yanxiao's mouth, and his petite figure flew towards the four people like a ghost.
The four guards felt a black shadow flash before their eyes, and the next second they all froze on the spot.
Shen Yanxiao stood in the middle of the four people, looking at the four guards who had been controlled by the spell with contempt. He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. The four people seemed to have not noticed Shen Yanxiao's existence at all and continued to stand at their posts. , allowing Shen Yanxiao to swagger into the cellar in front of them.
The dark and damp cellar was filled with a musty smell. Walking up the long stairs, Shen Yanxiao gradually approached the cellar.
The air around you has a hint of moisture, which makes you feel a bit cool as it brushes against your skin.
Shen Yanxiao frowned slightly, even a healthy person couldn't live in such a place, let alone the seriously injured Shen Feng?
Shen Yanxiao's heart couldn't help but sink a little.
Continuing to move forward, Shen Yanxiao finally saw a faint light in the darkness. She quickened her pace and walked towards the light.
However, when she saw everything in front of her, there was a loud bang in her head, and her thin body couldn't help but feel a little panic.
In a cellar of less than twenty square meters, seven or eight embarrassed figures squatted in the corner against the wall.
Shen Ling, who looked haggard, no longer looked as heroic as before, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face. He knelt on the damp ground, placed his hands tightly on the chest of the person lying on the ground, and tried his best to move his body. Fighting energy was infused into that person's body.
And lying on the ground, dying, was Shen Feng, whom Shen Yanxiao had been worried about for a long time.
If Shen Feng's aura hadn't been so familiar, Shen Yanxiao might not have recognized him at all.
The once high-spirited old man was paralyzed on the cold ground at this moment, with dirty straw under his body, and brown blood stains on his dirty clothes. Although Shen Feng was old, he had always been in good health, and he looked good before. There is no sign of vicissitudes at all, but now, Shen Feng has white hair and a familiar face, as if he has aged ten years in just six months.
Shen Yanxiao's heart clenched tightly.
Shen Ling, who was trying hard to maintain Shen Feng's last breath with his fighting spirit, heard a very slight sound of footsteps. There was no expression on his numb face, and he didn't even raise his head at all. He just said in a hoarse voice, "You bunch of beasts." Sooner or later there will be retribution, even if I die, I will turn into a ghost and demand my life from you."
Shen Yanxiao was slightly startled and his eyes were a little red. Shen Ling, who had always been taciturn, now uttered such a vicious curse. One can imagine how unscrupulous Shen Zhen and Shen Yue's actions were.
"Fifth Uncle...it's me."
Shen Ling's embarrassed figure froze suddenly. He raised his head in surprise and saw Shen Yanxiao's fair face with the faint light.
"Xiao...Xiao Xiao...Why are you back?" Shen Ling never expected that he would see Shen Yanxiao again one day.
Chapter completed!