Shi Gongfeng's expression had become much calmer. He waved his sleeves and said, "Don't worry, sir. The children of my Feng family are not afraid of death. No matter how bad the Hou family is, it is still one of the aristocratic families. It can be delayed for a while. I will be waiting for my reinforcements."
Once we arrived, the situation was calm.
Furthermore, your Excellency is here to hold the line. Aren't those dead guys outside just afraid of you, so they withdrew and surrounded you? What's the use? After all, they are still afraid of death and meaningless things.
die."
Feng Ziqing chuckled and said, "How can you be so sure that I will help you a third time?"
As soon as these words came out, Shi Chongfeng's face, which had already had a slight smile, suddenly froze, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he said with a sad look on his face: "Excuse me, your Excellency, please help me to the end and send the Buddha to the West. If you have any questions,
If you need it, just ask, and if I can't make the decision, I will tell the head of the family and ask him to make a decision."
Feng Ziqing jumped up, landed safely, walked to the worshiper, and asked, "Any need?"
Shi Gongfeng clenched his fist, gritted his teeth, and nodded, "As long as it's not the Mountain-shaking Sutra, if there is any need that the head of the family is unwilling to give, I will do my best."
Feng Ziqing looked at the dilapidated courtyard door and chuckled, "Then I'll write it down. Don't break your promise."
Shi Gongfeng patted his chest and promised, "I will never break my promise!"
Feng Zi nodded lightly, tiptoed a little, jumped to the top of the eaves again, and continued to watch the night view.
He didn't really want the Feng family to do anything, but he was just helping. If he didn't ask for anything, it would naturally be a bit unjustifiable in the eyes of others.
Who would be so kind in this situation?
If this worshiper really does what he says, he can be considered a character.
He looked to the south of the city. The fire had not yet started. It seemed that the Hou family was not too bad and was still quite strong.
He lowered his head and looked at his palm, made a fist and then released it. He thought to himself, this kid from an aristocratic family doesn't seem to be very good, he is still a leader. He thought it would take a little more effort, but he didn't expect that he could get it done with just one punch.
He shook his head slightly. It was just a test, so he didn't use much force. Otherwise, the punch just now would have directly disabled the man?
Okay, okay, the situation is good.
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South of the city, Houwuyuan.
The original name of this place was Gewuyuan, a place specializing in making all kinds of strange and weird gadgets. However, because it later became the property of the Hou family, it was renamed Houwuyuan.
At this time, in Houwuyuan, there was an earthy yellow light shield covering the entire courtyard in mid-air, which was not conspicuous in the night.
Outside the courtyard, the Yi family is not allowed to enter. They have been attacking this place for a long time, and it seems that the time spent is no less than that at the Jian family.
Rather than attacking, it is better to say that breaking the formation is the right thing to do.
There was no fighting in the courtyard, but many members of the Hou family had fallen to the ground unconscious. Without exception, the faces of those who fell to the ground were pale. The faces of the dozen or so members of the Hou family who were still able to move were also a little pale.
.
A young girl wearing a brown dress stood in the courtyard, holding an khaki magic weapon that exuded a faint light. Her face was pale, her forehead was sweating profusely, and her teeth were clenched, as if she was struggling to hold on.
"Qing Hua, if you really can't hold on anymore, just run away. Flee to the west of the city and go to the Feng family. The west of the city hasn't caught fire yet, which means it's safe for now. They will definitely save you. When the Fenghou and Yi families join forces, they will definitely be able to fight with the Yi family.
Fight!"
The girl in the brown skirt didn't respond. She blinked her eyes, which were a little blurry due to sweat falling on her eyelashes, and moved her feet to both sides again to make her slightly swaying body firmer.
The speaker was a middle-aged man. When the girl didn't respond, he sighed and sat down on the steps again, frowning.
"Second uncle, why do you conclude that the people outside the courtyard are the Yi family? If not, even if my little sister can escape, is that any different from throwing herself into a trap?"
The person who asked the question was a young man holding a knife. He asked the middle-aged man in confusion.
The middle-aged man said solemnly: "Assassination in the middle of the night is not the style of the Jian family. The Feng family is rich and powerful. There is no need to do such a dirty act just for a book that shakes the mountain.
There are only the Yi family. They have many people, but their strength is generally not high. They need a good practice method to improve their overall strength. By then, it will not be difficult to become the first of the four major families. Tonight, all the Yi family must have
At least 80% of the elite were dispatched, but they underestimated the Yi family's wealth.
The abacus was quite clear. Only by severely damaging the other three teams in advance could they safely return to Xuanjing with the Sutra of Shaking the Mountain. In this way, the Jian family was their first choice. I think the Jian family had already been severely damaged at this time, and now it is their turn
We are in the Hou family.
But what I can’t figure out is, even if the Yi family controls water transportation, how they can gather so many people so quickly and hide it from the informants of the other three families is really puzzling.”
He glanced at the girl who was still struggling to hold on, and sighed: "Thanks to Qing Hua's innate soul consciousness, I was able to detect a large group of people coming here early.
If Qing Hua hadn't insisted on coming out to see the world this time, I'm afraid most of us would have died or been disabled in our sleep. I just don't know what the Yi family would do and how far they dared to go.
"It's a pity that we are still unlucky." He stood up from the steps again, walked slowly to the girl's side, and said softly: "Qing Hua, thank you for your hard work. Let me do it. You and Qing Shu can escape together."
, whether the Hou family can be avenged depends on you."
The girl turned to look at the middle-aged man and said in a trembling voice: "Second uncle, I can hold on for a little longer."
"That's enough. Let us adults do the rest."
"Second Uncle" The girl wanted to say something more, but a big hand was already pressed on the top of her head. A cool force cheered her up. At the same time, the khaki magic weapon in her hand was also taken away.
go.
The middle-aged man held the magical weapon with a serious expression and shouted in a low voice: "As an elder, I order you two to leave quickly! Qing Shu, as a descendant of the Hou family, you should know how to do it!"
The young man holding the knife had a complicated look on his face, but in the end he nodded, "Disciple, I accept the order. Don't worry, second uncle, I will protect my little sister even if I die!"
"Very good, go quickly!"
The young man holding the knife walked quickly towards the girl and looked at her quietly.
The girl pursed her lips, wiped the sweat or tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeves, stamped her foot, whispered, "Uncle, take care," and followed the knife-wielding young man toward the backyard.
When the two of them arrived at the backyard door, the middle-aged man turned his back to everyone and shouted in a deep voice: "Everyone, protect them!"
"open!"
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To the west of the city, on the roof of Xifeng Tower.
In addition to enjoying the night view, Feng Ziqing would also look to the south of the city from time to time to observe the situation of the Hou family.
There seemed to be a weak force around that courtyard.
He heard from Xia Xu that it was different from the other three families. In comparison, the Hou family had more immortal cultivators and fewer warriors. Although their realm was not high, they were good at forming formations.
The most famous formation is called the Rejecting Martial Formation.
It is said that it is an evolution of the Soul Essence Secret Technique, which is more effective against warriors. Although the Secret Technique is not of high grade and is common among moderate cultivators, the formation it evolved from cannot be underestimated.
However, the Martial Resistance Formation requires relatively high soul strength from those who set up the formation and those who defend it, so the Hou family rarely uses it.
The fact that the Hou family was able to resist for so long this time must be due to this formation, coupled with the fact that the Yi family did not expect it and was temporarily in trouble.
The Yi family is bound to win. No matter how hard they resist, it will be futile. It's just a matter of time. If the Hou family is smart enough, they will risk their lives to save a few young fires and finally come here for help.
Feng Ziqing squinted his eyes and glanced back and forth. He didn't find anyone running towards here. He shook his head and waited.
"Well"
A member of the Feng family suddenly fell down with a deep sound. When the companion next to him came to his senses, he saw a knife in his chest. Then, the masked man who sneaked in quietly was hacked to death by other members of the Feng family.
Scenes like this happen from time to time.
Naturally, the children of the Yi family who were surrounding the courtyard would not wait idle, so every few moments, several people would be sent in to assassinate them, in order to prevent the children of the Feng family from having time to breathe.
After Shi Zongfeng killed the last masked man who sneaked in quietly, he looked up at the roof and shook his head. Sure enough, a capable person would not care about such a trivial matter.
On the roof, Feng Ziqing looked quietly in the direction of the Hou family.
He could naturally sense the masked man sneaking in quietly, but he had no obligation to remind the Feng family. They could just leave this kind of matter to them themselves.
The more you help, the more likely you are to become a bad person.