Chapter 148

Feng zhantian trembled. He didn't dare to say the word "wrong". No matter who was wrong, he had no choice but to stick to it. "That's right. It's just these things. I'm just... I'm so happy. I didn't expect you to find them all so soon. Young master, you must be tired. Please go back and have a rest first. "

"I'm not tired. You can ask your eldest son if he is tired The boy in red glanced coldly at the eldest son of the sword casting villa locked in the corner, snorted coldly and walked away.

Feng zhantian wiped the sweat on his forehead. He is really old. He has all his grandchildren. He has been in the sword casting villa for decades. He didn't expect to be frightened by such a young man.

The young master of Zhujian mountain villa, who was locked in the corner by the thin iron chain, was skinny in just a few months, and his originally white face was baked into coke color. Just now, when his father was talking to the boy in red, he kept holding back and didn't open his mouth. He just watched his father, who had always been dignified, break his brows and bend his knees to the strange boy with a bad look. Is this still the father Feng zhantian in his mind? What is the origin of this boy? The eldest son could not help blurting out and asked aloud again, "father, who is he?"

Feng zhantian: "this is not what you should know."

The eldest son gritted his teeth. "I've been locked here by him. I shouldn't know yet?"

Feng zhantian felt guilty and sighed. But about the secret of Zhujian villa, Zhujian villa has been working for the person on the throne. Only the person who has officially succeeded the villa leader can know the secret. Although I think highly of the eldest son, and I would like to let him inherit the position of the villa leader in a few years, I still can't tell him that I haven't inherited the position, and I can't give him the power and secrets I have in my hands.

The eldest son waited and waited, but still didn't wait for an answer. For a moment, he was almost disappointed as never before. "Well, I ask you, can you make this sword this time? If he still fails, he really wants to kill me at that time. Do you want him to kill me? "

"I will try my best to be my father..." Feng zhantian suddenly thought of something, but he didn't know how to say it. If cast, he can naturally save his eldest son's life. But once the man on the throne gets angry, I'm afraid the whole sword casting villa will be destroyed. No one can live.

The eldest son laughs miserably, "it seems that I can't understand my son until I die!"

"Don't say that. There will be a way." Leave such a sentence, Feng zhantian ruthless heart to leave, in the heart can only hope that the person on the throne as soon as possible know the situation here, send someone to catch the young man in red back.

The boy in red who went out first didn't look back.

At the foot of the mountain, two young men in black saw the boy in red coming down, and quickly followed up. The smart one didn't ask anything.

When the boy in red returned to the villa, he returned to the small courtyard arranged for him by zhantian and threw it at the door.

The two men in black who followed were almost knocked off their noses and could only guard outside the door bitterly.

Inside the house, there was already a shadow of people waiting for the boy in red.

The boy in red went to the desk, spread out the paper, wrote, and quickly outlined a portrait. The man in the portrait was Qu Ning, whom he had seen several times. "Go and check this man for me. You have to find out before tonight and report back to me. "