Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

At this moment, Chang Yu hates his incompetence even more.

Once, he was the servant of Wangsi Cong's wife. After Wangsi Cong's death, he has been taking care of Wangsi Cong.

In Changyu's mind, Wang Si Cong is the person he is closest to, and he can spend his life in exchange for happiness.

But at this moment, watching the young master about to collapse and endure the suffering of endless pain, but there is nothing he can do.

Changyu clenched his hands tightly, as if a huge mountain was pressing against him, almost out of breath.

Luo Feng tightly grasped Wang Si Cong's shoulder, this was the last support of Wang Si Cong.

In the past few days, in Luo Feng's eyes, the Wang family left him an impression of cruelty, dictatorship, and even cruelty, ruthlessness, and shamelessness.

Only Wang Si Cong, the **** in the eyes of outsiders, and the dismissive "Four Young Masters" in the eyes of insiders of the Wang family, made Luo Feng feel different.

At this moment, a shining spot on Wang Si Cong's body moved Luo Feng.

filial!

The filial piety of Wang Si Cong is as precious as gold.

Based on this alone, in Luo Feng's view, Wang Sicong, a friend, is worthy of deep friendship.

Looking down at Wang Si Cong, although there is a white cloth tied on his forehead, there is still blood overflowing and flowing down...

Luo Feng made a decision.

"Do you want to go back?"

Luo Feng stood up.

Wang Si Cong's body staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Supporting the ground with his hands, he looked up at Luo Feng, "Xingchen, you mean..."

"If you really want to go back to see your father for the last time and send him the last ride, I can help you." Luo Feng's eyes met Wang Si Cong, his expression was solemn, and he spoke every word.

Woo!

Chang Yu suddenly turned his head and fixed his eyes on Luo Feng.

Wang Si Cong didn't seem to dare to believe his ears, his voice trembled faintly, "Xingchen, what did you say? Is it possible? Is it really possible?"

Luo Feng nodded, "Wang family is not a dragon-tan and tiger-pit, of course."

"Yes, let's go back." Chang Yu also spoke at this moment. He took a deep breath and said vigorously, "Master, we will sneak into the palace tonight to see the Patriarch for the last time."

The common language is clear, this is an extremely risky decision.

The Wang family is now searching for their whereabouts. If they show up, they are bound to encounter an overwhelming offensive. At that time, I am afraid that they will really be in danger.

However, the common language is more clear. If you can’t see the Patriarch's last side and can’t see the Patriarch off, Wang Si Cong will definitely live in deep guilt in this life, and even this will become Wang Si Cong’s eternal heart. Demon, cannot be swung away.

Then, he must take this risk.

What's more, with Luo Feng's help, the chance of success in this trip will be much greater.

Wang Si Cong nodded his head and looked at Luo Feng again.

Luo Feng gently shook his head, "If you want to go back, why do you sneak in? You are the son of Patriarch Wang, you go back to worship him and send him the last journey. Of course, it is justified!"

"Didn't you say that, tomorrow there will be many people going to see Patriarch Wang for the last time, then tomorrow, we will go back in a fair manner." Luo Feng's eyes were bright and bright, every word of which was paused, and he said, "You want What you did was to kneel upright in front of the king's spirit and tell him that you will live well, find out the real murderer, and avenge him."

Upright!

Wang Si Cong's heart was shaken strongly.

"Being upright... can you really go back upright?" Wang Si Cong muttered. He never hoped that he could have this day.

Luo Feng looked directly at Wang Si Cong, "Even if you will never be able to step into the Wang family again, tomorrow, you will have to walk through the main entrance of the Wang family dignifiedly, as the fourth young master of the Wang family, to send Wang Patriarch the last journey. This is for him. The greatest respect is also the greatest comfort."

"But..." Idiom reacted, just about to speak.

"I have already decided." Wang Si Cong said, "Xingchen is right. If he wants to see his father off, why should he be sneaky? I am his son. I will send him the last trip. It is justified. Why should I care about others' opinions?"

"But this is too dangerous." The usual saying hesitated, he didn't care about his life, but, in this way, he was even more worried about whether the young master could get out of his body.

"I would rather die." Wang Si Cong's tone was firm to the extreme.

Changyu clenched his fist without saying anything, nodding solemnly.

"Uncle Chang, don't worry." Luo Feng said, "Since I made this suggestion, then I will definitely protect the safety of Si Cong."

"It's getting late." Luo Feng walked over to help Wang Si Cong up, and said with a serious face, "eat a good meal, raise your spirits, and let Patriarch Wang see your growth tomorrow. Don't let Patriarch Wang Disappointed."

"I see." Wang Si Cong walked over, picked up the jade pendant, held it firmly in the palm of his hand, and shed tears in his eyes.

Tomorrow, in front of Dad, he will be stronger.

Luo Feng turned and left the room.

Snowy night city under the night, heavy snow flying.

During this trip to Snowy Night City, Luofeng naturally focused on tempering.

When he had offended the Second Young Master of the Wang Family earlier, Luo Feng thought about using the Wang Family as his first goal in training.

Unexpectedly, the Wang Family Patriarch was killed suddenly, which changed the situation drastically.

During this period of time, Luo Feng's life was far more peaceful than before.

"It's time to embark on a new journey." Luo Feng looked at the snowy night in the distance, and the hidden sword would lose its sharpness if it was not out of its sheath.

Tomorrow is a new journey.

Challenge the entire Wang family by oneself.

In Snowy Night City, Luo Feng would not despise anyone.

Since he gave Wang Si Cong this promise, he will definitely do it for him.

Luo Feng has even more reason to believe that after the first battle tomorrow, Jiang Xingchen's name will be a hundred times louder than it is now.

This is the first step of Jiang Xingchen's rise in Xueye City.

Luo Feng sat cross-legged on the roof, motionless despite the falling snow.

Above the head, the bright moon hung high.

The snow stopped as it approached dawn.

The environment of the palace is the same color as the vast white snow outside, and a mourning hall has been set up in front of the hall.

White light yarn is flying.

The three Wang brothers walked out early in the morning, wearing uniform white filial attire, kneeling on both sides in front of the spiritual platform.

"Father, you are alive in the sky. You must tell me in a dream, where the Wangsi Cong who killed you is hiding now." Wang Sisong knelt on his knees and said in a deep voice, "I swear, our three brothers, we must Will take others' heads back to pay homage to your spirit in heaven."

"Ninety percent of the possibilities are in the second iron shop." Wang Siyun hummed, "Big Brother said, the senior of the blood-clothed door is here today. When that time comes, we will go directly to the second iron shop to VIP."