Ximen Zun shook his eyebrows and finally realized: "is it really the order of the young master?"

"What if it's me, Simon Zun? Where have you been these two days? You're here to protect me. What crime should you commit if you leave without permission?"

As soon as the voice fell, a familiar noise sounded immediately.

When the crowd looked at the voice, they saw that the second ancestor situ Cong, accompanied by Zhuge 13, walked out leisurely, with a faint evil smile on his face.

When they saw him, they gnashed their teeth and their fists exploded. They really wanted to go up and kill him, but they were afraid to move because of the strength of the shadow thirteen guards.

Ximen Zun suddenly knelt on one knee and said faintly, "young master, forgive me, because there is a shadow thirteen guards to protect the young master. I think you don't need me, so I'll do some private business in the depths of the forest!"

"Do private affairs? Simon Zun, you are a dog of situ's family. Dare you do private affairs without the permission of my young master? It's against you!"

With his nostrils facing the sky, situ Cong whispered at his command.

Simon Zun did not speak, but lowered his head and said nothing.

Because situ was kind to him, he didn't contradict him no matter how the second ancestor humiliated him. It is not that he dare not, but that he cannot be ungrateful and disobey the Lord.

Yang Feng was very pleased to see such a loyal servant, but he also complained for him. He immediately said, "Hey, silly son of the master, can you speak human words? Be careful I'll kill you."

"I tell you, from now on, Ximen Zun has changed his job to work in my Yang family. He has nothing to do with your situ family in the future. You are no longer qualified to talk to my brother like that. Do you hear me?"

"Yang Feng, I finally found you!"

It seemed that he just found Yang Feng. Situ Cong smiled coldly and said to the evil way, "I have been looking for you all night and I haven't found your body. I'm very disappointed. I didn't expect to catch you so soon."

Then situ Cong looked at Ximen Zun again and ordered, "Ximen Zun, go and kill this Yang. I don't think you've made up for your mistakes. Don't say anything about leaving your post without permission. Let bygones be bygones!"

"Young master, I can't!"

"What?"

"Brother Yang saved my life twice and helped me avenge the extermination of the family. I can't avenge the hand that feeds me!"

Although Ximen Zun was kneeling, he had a straight waist, a firm face and an unyielding tunnel: "also, I have promised to serve the Yang family in the future, so I can no longer serve in the mansion. Then I will personally say goodbye to the mansion Lord. Take care, young master!"

"You traitor, don't you forget that if my father hadn't saved your life in the night demon forest, you would have died with your dead fathers. Now you betrayed my situ family?"

Hearing this, situ congdeng jumped with anger, but Ximen Zun didn't change his face and said: "Yes, the master was kind to me. But this year, I've devoted myself to the master and never dared to slack off. If the young master thinks it's not enough, he can take my cheap life. I have no complaints. But the young master should act carefully in the future and don't cause any more trouble to the master. Mr. Zhuge should try his best to dissuade him from some things!"

Then Simon Zun respectfully put the broken steel thorn on the ground and crawled down, as if he were making a final farewell.

Situ Cong was so angry that his face jerked. Zhuge shisan looked at him, but he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. He sighed: "you flatter me too much. I can persuade the house master, but I can't persuade the young master. Alas!"

"Benevolence and righteousness!"

When Yang Feng saw all this, he nodded and praised.

Simon Zun was so conscientious to his old lord who did not treat him as a person. He must be 100 times loyal to his considerate new Lord.

This man is worth his money. At least his loyalty can't be compared with his second brother.

"Yang Feng, you son of a bitch, dare to pry into the corner of the master's house. If you don't kill you, the young master will never swallow it!"

At this time, situ Cong, who felt his face damaged, suddenly stared at Yang Feng and roared.

Yang Feng smiled, looked down at him, and sneered, "well, I'll let you swallow your breath. Don't spit out waste gas and pollute such good air, hum!"

"The shadow thirteen guards listen to the order and kill Yang Feng and the traitor for me. None of them will stay!" angrily, situ Cong roared to the people present.

When the shadow guard heard that the blade in his hand was clattering, he pulled it out together, flashing a frightening edge under the scorching sun.

The crowd was so worried that they couldn't help but take a step back.

Yang Feng smiled with disapproval, took out the xuanbing staff leisurely and calmly, and was eager to try: "OK, I'll take you animals who kill innocent people and try the power of my three grade staff!"

"Staff? Brother Feng, aren't you a soldier? Why are you still using the staff?"

Seeing this, Tu Ganglie doesn't know why.

Yang Feng grinned and said: "the treasure I just found in the forest, the top three grade dark ice staff, can automatically release the three grade art, which can be used by not a warlock!"

"Hum, it's only the third level technique. You just want to deal with our shadow thirteen guards? Boy, are you too crazy?"

Hearing his words, the man in black couldn't help sneering: "although the Warlock's magic is much more powerful than the warrior's war skills, the three level magic, even if it is the top, is only equivalent to the strength of the third-order peak Warlock. But we are all experts above the second level of the general. There is so much difference in the middle level. Do you think you can stop us?"

"Then try it. Anyway, I just want to release a Dharma skill to play. I really don't care if I can deal with you. I'll see the effect!"

It doesn't matter to shrug, Yang Feng shows a playful smile. It's like a child setting off fireworks during the Spring Festival. It's relaxed and comfortable. Just for the sake of freshness, it doesn't matter what the use is.

But his expression, in the eyes of those shadow guards, made them angry.

The smelly boy really doesn't understand, or he's pretending to be confused.

Does he really think that with his own strength, he can deal with the attack of the shadow thirteen guards, the first team of Huai'an mansion?

Otherwise, why would the boy be so relaxed, as if he didn't look at them at all?

Even if the owners of all the great families get together, they don't dare to despise them so much.

His eyes slightly hissed and narrowed. The commander of the shadow guard immediately shouted: "third, take off the boy's head and let him know how terrible our shadow guard exists before he dies!"

"Yes!"

With a roar, a man in black rushed out and rushed to Yang Feng with endless murderous spirit. The blade in his hand glittered with frightening light.

Seeing this, they were shocked: "brother Feng, be careful!"

"It doesn't matter. Look at my three grade technique. The cold wind roars!"

As soon as the corners of his mouth turned up, Yang Feng didn't care at all. He danced the xuanbing staff and pointed to the man.