Looking at Feng Yuan's extremely excited face, Feng Wuxie replied:
"Grandpa, this time the Soul Master Competition, Mingzhu and I participated in the secret trial on behalf of the Feng family. In the secret realm, I recovered the bones of my parents."
After a pause, she said again: "And I have already reported the enmity of my parents. Our Feng family is still ranked first in the family this time!"
Feng Wuxie revealed too much information for a while, and Feng Yuanji was stunned for a while.
"Grandpa, in the future, our Feng Family will be the lord of Qing'an City, and there will be a county land as a fief!" Feng Wuxie finally added.
These news should have been conveyed by the royal family.
It's just that Feng Wuxie and others learned that Feng's family had been attacked, and took the Nether Blood Sculpture back to Qing'an City within a few hours.
And the order for the rewards of Mora Kingdom may be two days too late to arrive!
So Feng Yuanji didn't know this yet.
He was stunned for a while before reacting.
A smile slowly climbed onto his face.
Then it turned into a burst of laughter!
"Hahahaha." The old man laughed extremely happily: "The old man has no regrets in this life! Death without regrets!"
After the laughter...
Stopped abruptly.
No sound anymore.
Looking at the old man's closed eyes, Feng Wuxie's heart was overwhelmed with great grief...
Feng Yuanji, this one who did his best, from childhood to adulthood, no matter how outsiders laugh at Feng Wuxie's foolish and stupid material, he has been protecting her old man, saying a long speech—
Feng Yuanji passed away.
For a while, the whole room was filled with a heavy sad atmosphere, no one spoke, only tears fell.
Feng Wuxie buried his face between the surviving palms of his grandfather Yu Wen, and bit his lips tightly—
She held her grandpa's hand tightly, not knowing how long she stayed like this.
She was keen, and even felt that the temperature of Grandpa's palm was getting cold little by little...
There were tears in Feng Mingzhu's eyes, and her family's head passed away. Her heart was upset, but she felt even more uncomfortable looking at Feng Wuxie's appearance.
Finally, Feng Mingzhu patted Feng Wuxie on the shoulder: "Wuxie, when the family survives, don't be overwhelmed by sorrow. There are more important things waiting for us to do!"
Feng Wuxie did not speak, still holding his grandfather's hand, but nodded slightly to express his response to Feng Mingzhu.
Feng Mingzhu suppressed the grief in her heart, took a deep breath, tears still gleaming in her eyes, but her expression was already extremely firm.
—Her shoulders are not strong enough, but she knows that with the support of innocence and the guidance of her grandfather, she can surely provoke the burden of the family!
-Her experience is still very simple, but it doesn't matter, she still has a lifetime to lead the Feng family to experience and grow together!
Feng Mingzhu tightened her lips, clenched the family signet ring in her hand, and then left the inner room step by step and walked into the front hall—
The front hall was already full of family children, including Feng Ziren and Feng Ziyi, all staring at Feng Mingzhu nervously!
Feng Mingzhu glanced at the people present, with a majestic appearance and sharp eyes. Although there were tears flickering, they were hidden.
Endure the sadness, saying:
"Patriarch returns to heaven, prepare for funeral."
All of a sudden, the children of the family in the front hall knelt down and howled, and there was a lot of funeral—
Feng Mingzhu raised her voice again and said, "Where is Steward Chai?"
The housekeeper has been guarding outside the door. Hearing Feng Mingzhu's call at this moment, he immediately entered the hall respectfully: "Acting Patriarch?"
Feng Mingzhu looked dignified and rigorously said:
"You immediately take people to prepare for the funeral matters! People are sending obituaries to the families of Qing'an City, especially the three families of Murong, Beitang, and Wang. Be sure to have complete etiquette and no omissions!"
The butler got an order and quickly went to do it.
Feng Ziren and Feng Ziyi heard that their old paternal master, that is, their father, had passed away, and their hearts sank. They just cried twice when they heard Feng Mingzhu actually starting to give orders.
Neither of them looked very good.
Although this Feng Mingzhu is already the heir, she has not formally inherited the position of Patriarch. Now that the old Patriarch has passed away, will it be her turn to talk with the yellow-mouthed child
Besides—Feng Mingzhu came from Lincheng Feng's family, although she is also of the same blood, but she hasn't had time to cultivate her own power in the master's house!
Now the old Patriarch has also gone, just because she is a little girl, she still wants to point out here
Feng Ziren originally had a grudge with Feng Ziyi for a long time because of her daughter, Feng Wuxin, who died at the hands of Feng Wuxia. At this moment, the two thoughts are surprisingly consistent!
They stepped forward together and just wanted to say something to Feng Mingzhu—
But seeing that Feng Mingzhu seemed to expect them to provoke, she glanced at the faces of both of them coldly, and uttered a word:
"Two uncles, the Patriarch has passed away, and there are many things in the clan that need to be dealt with. I hope that the uncles will calm down and take care of the face of Quanfeng's family!"
After speaking, Feng Mingzhu left, not paying attention to them at all.
The two of them were boring for discussion, so they had to temporarily suppress the anger in their hearts, looking for opportunities to attack again.
…
…
Feng Wuxie guarded his grandfather's body for a long time before leaving.
Her legs were like lead shot, and her steps were heavy, and she walked out blindly after bypassing the crying family children in the outer hall.
The cry is still endless.
The family members seem to be extremely sad after the death of the Patriarch.
She alone was silent, like a ruthless, unfaithful, unfilial granddaughter who didn't even sob at all.
Feng Wuxie touched the corner of his eye—it was dry.
For some reason, she couldn't shed tears.
After successively experiencing the murder of Feng Hanshan and the truth about the death of his parents, as soon as he returned home, he watched his grandfather die in front of him...
Her heart was so painful that she could barely breathe, anger, sorrow, sadness, and loss, several emotions intertwined, but she just couldn't cry!
She firmly believes that she has not taken any wrong steps!
She is not wrong to avenge Feng Hanshan!
Responding to the call of her mother's blood spirit skills, entering the soldier's grave, understanding the truth, and avenging her parents, she was not wrong!
By coincidence, I learned about the secret behind the trial
Conspiracy, in order to stop this conspiracy, everything she did is not wrong!
But she underestimated the power of the holy gate!
There were more than a hundred people who attacked Qing'an City, all of them were masters above the Xuanqing realm—
As of now, Feng Wuxie himself is nothing but the pinnacle of Xuan Qing!
Imagine that there are more than a hundred enemies with the same strength as her, and even stronger than her, attacking Feng's family together...
If it weren’t for the five masters of the Yellow Extreme Realm who were secretly sent by Emperor Qianxie, he would rather take the Soul Destruction Pill, and obey Emperor Qianxie’s orders to protect Feng’s family...
The consequences could be disastrous!
What Feng Family faces will be a catastrophe!
This is the end of the matter, blame Tianyouren can't solve any problems, she must pull out this sect named [Sacred Gate] from the secret!
Although Grandpa wouldn’t let her take revenge on his deathbed, but—
I do not commit crimes, but people commit crimes against me!
Her parents, her grandfather, were all involved in the innocent, and they all died under the conspiracy of the Holy Gate!
Now, Feng Wuxie has long been involved in this conspiracy and cannot escape...
That being the case—
Feng Wuxie clenched his fists and swore in his heart:
—The Holy Sect is indestructible in this life, she is in vain as a descendant of the Feng family!
Feng Wuxie's chest fell together, and his terrible hatred was hidden in his chest and couldn't let go.
At this moment, Feng Wuxie suddenly felt his shoulders warm...
Di Qianxie didn't know when he came over, and put his hand on her shoulder, seemingly comforting.
Feng Wuxie turned around and saw Di Qianxie's face, his heart that was almost numb with sadness seemed to suddenly recover the reaction it should have, his eyes were reddish—
Then, she buried her face in Di Qianxie's arms, without words.
This is the first time Di Qianxie has seen her sad!
It is rare for Feng Wuxie to take the initiative to give in, but Di Qianxie is not happy this time—
Those craps of the holy gate, dare to make this woman so sad
Damn it!
It angered his Emperor Lingjiao and killed this woman's close relatives. The crimes were enough for the Emperor Lingjiao to issue a killing order!
No matter where the clumps of holy gate are hidden—
He will surely pull it out and kill him!
Emperor Qianxie stroked the hair of the woman in his arms, and at once, he was the most indifferent and ruthless person who killed the fruitlessly, but at this moment he was extremely gentle.
Di Qianxie felt a warm body wet his clothes.
Finally, Emperor Qianxie slowly spoke:
"Woman, it will be ashamed to cry any more!"
"Yeah." Feng Wuxie took a deep breath and swallowed all the tears back: "Di Qianxie, one day, I will let the Lord of the Holy Sect pay the price for his actions today! No matter what! Who is he!"
Di Qianxie uttered an "um", but did not speak any more, but took Feng Wuxie into his arms again.
—How about paying the price? !
-Provoking this woman's tears, he will let them repay with thousands of times of blood! ! !
(End of this chapter)