Mr. Feng had already gotten out of bed and sat on the bed. He looked at his son, his eyes were red and swollen: "Okay, then you can bring the two bottles of Maotai from the bookshelf, and then drink with me."
"Ah? Drinking? Drinking at this time?"
Feng Gongji was stunned.
"Why, can't you satisfy me with this little request of mine?"
"The doctor has told you a long time ago that you cannot drink, and you have quit drinking for so many years, so why don't you stop drinking?" Feng Gongji advised.
Old Mrs. Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Are you afraid that I will die?"
"dad."
"Don't worry, I can't die yet. Although I really want to die now, I really can't die. If I die, I don't know how many more people you will be bullied by." Mr. Feng was still smiling bitterly.
"What happened?"
Feng Gongji asked.
"Get the wine!"
Mr. Feng snorted: "I'm not dead yet, so I can't control you?"
"Okay, okay, dad, don't be angry. If you insist on drinking, then I will drink with you, but only two taels, not more than the amount." Feng Gongji knew that he could not persuade him, so he had to settle for the next best thing.
"No, at least one bottle."
Mr. Feng said persistently.
"Okay, okay, it's up to you."
Feng Gongji had no choice but to bring the wine and said, "I'll tell the kitchen to prepare some dishes."
"No, just drink like this."
"Ah, just drink like this? It's so harmful to your body. There's nothing you can say."
This time, Feng Gongji was serious.
"Okay, you go ahead."
Feng Gongji was worried, so he took the wine in his hand and a good bottle on the bookshelf before going out.
Soon, the kitchen prepared several side dishes.
Changed to the dining room.
It's still very simple here, just a dining table, but the wood of the table is very expensive.
Father and son sat opposite each other.
Pour wine.
The old man picked up the wine glass, stood up, and walked to the door.
Feng Gongji was curious and didn't know what the old man was going to do.
"This is a toast to my brother. I promised to protect you. I promised to die on the same year, month and day with you. I didn't do it. I'm sorry for you."
Mr. Feng raised his wine glass high and poured it at the door, saying with a sad look on his face.
When he came back again, he said: "Pour some wine."
Feng Gongji poured the wine. Mr. Feng drank it all in one gulp.
After three cups, his eye circles were even redder. He looked at his son and said sadly: "Your uncle Weng is dead."
"ah?"
Feng Gongji's eyes widened: "How could Uncle Weng die? His martial arts are so powerful. Didn't you say that he was once the number one in the martial arts world? Can one person defeat the entire martial arts world?"
"Yes, but he still died, and he must have died in Tang Xiaobao's hands. I still underestimated Tang Xiaobao."
Mr. Feng continued: "If I had really stopped him more firmly, maybe he would not have died. If he died, our Feng family's last guarantee would be gone. The key is, he is my brother, you guys
You don’t know yet, but he and I have been sworn brothers since we were young, and we have saved each other’s lives. We have long been like brothers, better than real brothers. When he died, my heart was about to die..."
Feng Gongji opened his mouth wide, but he didn't know what to say.
He could only listen to the old man quietly.
After this meal, he finally gave in and took out the second bottle of wine.
In the end, the old man got very drunk, and Feng Gongji also faltered.
He drank more than one bottle by himself, and even though he had a good ability to drink, he still couldn't stand it.
After helping the old man to his room and lying down, Feng Gongji asked the housekeeper to take care of him while he walked out of the old house.
Standing in front of the old house, he looked up at the two characters "Feng Mansion" above the door and couldn't help but shake his head bitterly.
Yesterday is gone forever.
From today on, the Feng family is no longer the Feng family it once was.
And what will the future of the Feng family look like?
He only felt the pressure on his shoulders becoming heavier, so heavy that he almost stopped breathing.
At this time, he thought of a woman again.
I am still living sadly, like a walking zombie, but you have been gone for so many years and there is no news...
…
For Tang Xiaobao, the Divine Sword Sect was a return visit to his old place.
Opposite is Shenjian Peak. The mountain peak is like a sharp sword, standing in the clouds.
"It seems like nothing has changed."
Standing on the edge of the cliff, Tang Xiaobao said.
Wanru's face was calm, but there was still a little worry in her eyes.
The Shenjian Sect raised her up, and although she now follows Tang Xiaobao, how could she give up on the sect.
But recently, something really seems to be wrong with the sect.
"Okay, okay, let's go there."
Tang Xiaobao held Wanru's wrist and comforted him with a smile: "You have to act according to the situation in a while. Everything depends on my eyes."
After saying that, their bodies disappeared from where they were.
This canyon is actually very wide. In the past, Tang Xiaobao had Lan Nu to help him, but things are different now. Although his teleportation skills have not yet evolved, he can still easily cross the distance of only 200 meters.
In an instant, the two of them had reached the mountainside of Shenjian Peak.
The mountain gate of Shenjian Sect was still higher up, and the two of them quickly walked up the mountain.
Not long after leaving, Tang Xiaobao suddenly stopped.
Four disciples jumped out from the forest, wearing the clothes of the Divine Sword Sect. The leader shouted: "Who are you, stop!"
Seeing that he was a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, she felt relieved, and the worries in her heart were relieved a little.
But if you take a closer look, you can see that two of the three disciples of the Divine Sword Sect opposite you don't recognize them. They look very unfamiliar.
Fortunately, she recognized the leader.
"Brother Six, don't you even recognize me?"
Just like saying.
The leader of the man was called Xiao Liuzi, and he had been in the sect for many years. Only then did he recognize that Wanru was actually a little different from before without wearing ancient robes.
"Little junior sister?"
Xiao Liuzi's expression was a little surprised, but his eyes were a little panicked.
Tang Xiaobao saw his expression in his eyes, and his heart moved slightly.
Hey, it seems like the Divine Sword Sect really has something to hide from him.
"You haven't come here to meet my junior sister."
Xiao Liuzi gave instructions to the junior brothers behind him, and also gave them a wink.
The three people came forward to pay homage to Wanru, but they ignored Tang Xiaobao.
"What are you doing? Why don't you come over to salute the Supreme Elder when you see him?"
He seemed a little unhappy.
Tang Xiaobao is much more important to her than her, and to the Divine Sword Sect, Tang Xiaobao's status is even more transcendent. To be honest, the current status of the Divine Sword Sect is all thanks to Tang Xiaobao. If the latter is willing,
The position of the leader of the Divine Sword Sect was definitely not lost. Seeing that these people ignored Tang Xiaobao, they seemed to be happy, and there was a hint of sternness in their tone.
Xiao Liuzi seemed to have just seen Tang Xiaobao now. He coughed and bowed to Tang Xiaobao with another disciple beside him: "I have met the Supreme Elder."