Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Su Da Zhou looked at Luo Feng feverishly, his admiring eyes stared at Luo Feng a little hairy, when Su Dazhou excitedly wanted to grab Luo Feng's hands, Luo Feng stepped back quickly, vigilantly. "I tell you, I don’t like men, and I don’t like fat people!"

"I'm losing weight." Su Dazhou blurted out, his brain reacted, "Ah!" Su Dazhou glanced at Luo Feng silently, "I don't like men either!"

Luo Feng laughed, and the two quickly left the hillside.

Three flying knives and three corpses were covered by snowflakes. Luo Feng didn't get closer to take a look. He was confident in his flying knives.

Those three who followed him will undoubtedly die.

It was learned from Su Dazhou that when the Wang family was about to wash the second iron shop, Luo Feng didn't have any kind of thoughts about the Wang family in his heart.

If the second iron shop does not have enough strength, it will suffer a catastrophe.

What's more, from the moment when the Wang Family Patriarch's death, the Wang Family pushed all the faults on Wang Si Cong, Luo Feng had no good impressions of this family.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Luo Feng quickly returned home.

"Brother." Jiang Xingyu was waiting long ago. Seeing Luo Feng's return, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly walked over, "Why did you come back so late? You are worried about me."

Luo Feng smiled and touched Jiang Xingyu's little head, "Brother has something to do in the iron shop, what are you worried about."

"Yes, Xiao Yu, Mr. Gong is very optimistic about the stars now, and he wants to teach the stars to strike iron himself." Su Dazhou said with a smile.

"Really?" Jiang Xingyu was suddenly excited, looking at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng nodded with a smile on his face, "So, I sometimes come home very late during this period. Don't worry, Xiao Yu, remember?"

Jiang Xingyu nodded heavily, but stopped talking.

"Xiao Yu, is there anything else?" Luo Feng asked.

Jiang Xingyu pursed her lips.

"It was me who told Xiao Yu that there was an accident in the Wang's house recently and she was a little messy outside, so she told her not to go out." Su Wensheng said, "Maybe Xiao Yu feels a little bored to stay at home all day."

Luo Feng understood what Su Wensheng meant.

The Wang family is now looking for people everywhere, besides Wang Si Cong, there is him.

At this time, it was indeed dangerous for Jiang Xingyu to go outside, and no one told Jiang Xingyu about what happened.

Luo Feng thought for a while, smiled and said, "Xiao Yu, the field inside is hidden, have you seen it?"

"I saw it." Jiang Xingyu's eyes lit up and exclaimed, "It's amazing, brother, how did you do it?"

"Do you want to learn Xiao Yu?" Luo Feng asked.

Jiang Xingyu's eyes widened to the extreme, unbelievable, "Can Xiao Yu learn?"

"Of course, field formations can be deployed even if they are not martial artists." Luo Feng said, "However, it is limited to some ordinary field formations."

"Xiao Yu wants to learn!" Jiang Xingyu looked at Luo Feng hopefully.

Luo Feng smiled and nodded, "Okay." Luo Feng stretched out his hand, actually taking out a book from the ring space card, "The record above is the basic knowledge of field formation, you can get familiar with it."

"Thank you, brother." Jiang Xingyu took it excitedly, "Brother, I went back to the room."

Jiang Xingyu couldn't wait.

After Jiang Xingyu left, Su Dazhou couldn't help but smiled, "Xingchen, you still have a way. In this way, Xiao Yu will not feel bored when staying at home. However, if she finds that she has no way to arrange the field formation, what? do?"

Luo Feng was startled, "Do you think I fooled Xiaoyu?"

Su Dazhou's eyes widened to the extreme, "Isn't it?"

"Of course not." Luo Feng smiled, "Xiao Yu is a smart child. I believe that she can get started and set up some simple field formations as long as she is careful."

Su Dazhou's breathing couldn't help but feel a little quick, "Xingchen, look at me...smart?"

A book hit Su Dazhou's chest.

"If you are interested, try it."

Su Dazhou was so excited that he had won the treasure, and turned back to his room.

"Xingchen, the food is still hot, go eat first." Su Mu said.

Luo Feng nodded, "I will, auntie, you should go back and rest first."

Luo Feng walked straight inside.

Walked across the field and came to the room.

Knock on the door.

The door is open.

"Uncle Chang." Luo Feng stepped into the room, glanced inside, frowned, "What's wrong with Si Cong?"

Wang Si Cong knelt on the ground and said nothing, wearing white clothes and a white cloth tied on his head.

Even when Luo Feng came in, Wang Si Cong seemed to be completely unaware and motionless.

"The young master's worship is the direction of the Wang family." Changyu sighed softly, "The young master has been unable to accept the death of the Patriarch, and he was also deprived of his qualifications to go back to see the Patriarch for the last time. I went out today to find out the news. Tomorrow is the day when the Patriarch goes out for funeral and burial. At that time, people from all parties will go to see the Patriarch for the last time. However...Master, it is still impossible to return."

Luo Feng looked at Wang Si Cong's back.

Lonely and desolate.

There is a sense of sorrow in his body.

What happened to Wang Si Cong, replaced by the rest, might have completely collapsed long ago.

He can still support it, which shows that his mind is stronger than everyone imagined.

He has no way to go home, only in this way, to send his father one last time.

In front of Wang Si Cong, there was an incense case and a piece of jade pendant.

It was the reward his father personally gave him the night before his death.

It was the only thing his father left him.

"Father." Wang Si Cong trembled all over, and finally couldn't restrain his emotions, knocking his head ploppingly.

With a heavy kowtow, he returned to the room.

"The child is not filial."

"The child is not filial."

Wang Si Cong kept kowtow, the blood on his forehead had been stained with white cloth, and his face was covered with tears.

"Young Master." The saying goes two steps forward, but there is no alternative.

"Si Cong." Luo Feng walked over, squatted down and gently put on Wang Si Cong's shoulders, "Sorry and change, I think Patriarch Wang is alive in the sky, and he doesn't want to see you like this."

"Stars, I...won't be the Son of Man." Wang Si Cong cried bitterly.

"In Wang's family, no one treats me as a relative, only my father, he still has me in his heart."

"Father was killed, but I am not by his side."

"As his son, I can't even go back and look at him." Wang Si Cong's face was extremely painful, his fists were clenched tightly, and his entire face was violent, "Xingchen, if I can see my father One last look, to give him one last ride, I... would rather die."

Chang Yu felt a sore nose and turned around unbearably.

This is the life of the young master.

He has been suffering since childhood, and now, he is helpless, desperate, and endless pain.

He hates himself and is powerless.