The night is about to end, and layers of gray-green fish scale clouds are arranged in the sky in the east. Occasionally, a few low beast roars will be heard from the mountains in the distance. The mist of the cold river is simmering, and the red blood scenes around it are no longer there, and even the remaining snow cannot be found. The exposed land is left with traces of the war, scorched earth, and gullies...

The wine jar is erected on the Hanjiang Bridge, and the bonfire is still vigorous.

"It's good to live like this. Be accompanies me with my friends and accompanies me to revenge." Feng Xingke drank the wine in his glass and suddenly stood up and said to the east, "As the sun is about to rise, we are all the rising sun, and will shine brightly, so that everyone can look up."

"What I want is freedom and peace for my family." Sheng Shi said.

"I didn't expect Mr. Sheng's wish was so simple." Lin An said.

"Is it simple?" Shengshi was a little confused. It was so difficult for him to be free and safe. The Sheng family is full of murderous intent and almost turbulent.

"Young Master Sheng is a man with great ambitions." Meng Fan said, "With freedom, there are a few people in the world who are free and unrealistic. It is not easy to keep the family safe. If these two are not strong, how can they be done? I am afraid that only when the legendary immortal saints are separated, I dare not say that they have both."

Meng Fan was shocked. This son's heart was so broad. If he had a good relationship with him, his young master would definitely achieve great things in the future. He would pursue a free and easy life and regard secular power as dust. In the future, as long as the young master can keep the Sheng family safe, he will naturally get his friendship. At present, the Sheng family is not stable, so he will naturally help the Sheng family overcome difficulties and let his friendship with the young master develop healthy.

"Brother Sheng, don't worry, with me here, I will definitely ensure that your Sheng family will survive the crisis." Feng Xingke said confidently, "I am a friend named by Feng Xingke, I will help him fight to the end."

"Thank you, Brother Feng." Brother Sheng bowed his fists, "With Brother Feng's words, I have a friend of Shengshi."

"Haha..." Meng Fan laughed, "Young Master Sheng, since you have become friends with my young master, are you going to do your best to be a landlord? We talked on this bridge all night, and you won't invite us to sit at home?"

"Meng's lesson is that the boy is rude. Please!" Shengshi led everyone back to the Sheng family.

In the battle of Hanjiang Bridge, it doesn't matter who wins and loses. This is the secret of the four of them, but Lin Ping and Lin An's brothers looked at Shengshi with more admiration. The two brothers in Qifengshan had only gratitude for Shengshi's help and respect for the alchemist. The two of them had a lot of effort to communicate with Feng Xingke and even wanted to be brothers. Although they didn't say anything, they had complaints in their hearts. However, after a fight last night, the two were convinced and respected the strong.

In the Sheng Family Council Hall, Sheng Chunqiu and the elders are discussing today's battle.

"Young Clan Chief." The elder stood up, and the remaining elders stood up one after another.

"Sisters, please sit down. You are elders, so how can you be the elders stand up to greet the younger generation?" Although Sheng Chunqiu was happy, he looked unhappy on his face. His son was recognized by his clan members, so he was naturally relieved as a father.

"Father, elders, Shi'er greets you." Shengshi gave a deep gift.

"Okay, sit down." The elders said with a smile.

Sheng Shi said, "I have a few friends who visited me and I met in Qifeng Mountain a few days ago. I saved my life last night."

Sheng Chunqiu said, "Why are you still standing there? Please, treat your friends, the Sheng family cannot lose their etiquette."

Feng Xingke and others entered the living room. A maid served tea and introduced Shengshi one by one, and everyone could not help but greet.

Sheng Chunqiu said, "Mr. Feng, I think it is better to say something explicitly. If it were ordinary years, I would not say much. The Sheng family is struggling today, and it may even be a disaster. I advise you not to delay the Sheng family for too long, so as not to implicate you."

Feng Xingke smiled and said, "My uncle's words are bad. It is the creed of our people in the martial arts world. Since I met Brother Sheng too late and became friends, I will never stand by and watch as a friend. As a friend, I will never stand by when my friend is in trouble. As my younger generations know, the Sheng family is also a family that has been passed down for more than a thousand years in Qin City. The battle between King Sheng is once every three years, and death and injury are inevitable. My uncle said that there is danger of extermination of the clan. Where does this start?"

Sheng Chunqiu said, "Young Master Feng doesn't know that although there are wins and losses in the battle between King Sheng, it is normal for the family's children to suffer casualties, but we practitioners of our generation are afraid of it for the sake of the family's continued succession. But I don't know which sacred side of my Sheng family has offended. Two elders on the sixth level of the divine foundation were unfortunately killed, and they were killed in one blow, and they didn't even have the chance to resist. Nearly 70% of the Sheng family's industries are related to Lincheng, but now, the Sheng family is like a trapped beast in a cage and can only hide in Qincheng. Although there is no danger for the time being, once the mysterious man attacks the Sheng family, I am afraid that few people in the Sheng family will survive."

Meng Fan laughed, "The concerns of the head of Sheng's family are unnecessary. From today on, Sheng's family will do as they do, and the mysterious man you mentioned has left."

Sheng Chunqiu bowed and said, "Thank you for your help. I just don't know where that mysterious man came from?"

Meng Fan said, "There are only five people, including me, who know about this matter. It is better not to ask the head of the Sheng family. Once you know the whole story, it will not only be beneficial to your Sheng family, but you are just afraid that it will only cause trouble. If you talk too much, if you leave, you may be in danger of extermination of the clan."

"I'm sorry to be reckless." Sheng Chunqiu felt a stern in his heart, and he also guessed the whole story. What does it mean to have left? I'm afraid he's dead. He can kill the mysterious man at the sixth level of the divine foundation with one move. His cultivation must be at least at the ninth level of the divine foundation, but the mysterious man died at the hands of Mr. Meng.

This old man Meng is unfathomable. Although he only has the ninth level of the divine foundation on the surface, he is like a mysterious fog that makes people unable to understand. He obviously deliberately hides his cultivation.

God was really good to him. His daughter married Yao Chen, a pharmacist who held the Medicine King Order. His son, who was considered a waste, soared into the sky. He crossed a large rank in a year. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not believe it. Perhaps God felt ashamed of his son, so he made him worship a mysterious master and become a genius who practiced both Dan and Martial Arts.

"You are polite to the master of Sheng." Meng Fan took a tea ceremony, "No, the authentic rain tea, even the water for making tea is full of spiritual energy."

"As long as Mr. Meng likes it," said Sheng Shi.

"Uncle, it's so boring to have tea and chat. When will the battle of King Sheng begin today? We will also watch the battle and cheer." Feng Xingke said politely.

"Uh." Sheng Chunqiu woke up from his contemplation and realized his loss of composure just now. Although he was a little regretful, he was proud.

"It's not enough, it will start after an hour." The elder hurriedly said, "Come, have morning tea."

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