Chapter 1097

"If you just come to offer sacrifices, I naturally welcome it, but if you do anything, I will not let you go. I think you should know my strength." Chen Feng said coldly.

Tang Fengting blushed when he said this. He knew that the latter sentence was directed at him, but he could not refute anything, but his angry face turned red.

Tang Yixin smiled and said, "this is natural. We have also learned Mr. Chen's power. We will never do that kind of unwise thing."

Chen Feng was not talking and led them in.

The two men knelt a few heads in front of the old man's mourning hall, and then stood up. They came to Chen Feng again.

Tang Yixin said, "although it's a pity this time, I still hope to make friends with Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen should have said that he will come to us when this matter is over, and we will certainly sweep the bed and welcome him."

Chen Feng did say it, but now Tang Yixin mentioned it, and Chen Feng didn't deny it. He said, "I'll go there. I hope you won't let me down."

Tang Yixin smiled and left the courtyard with Tang Fengting.

Three days later, the old man also entered the grave safely. Chen Feng stood in front of the old man's grave with xueleng sisters.

Neither of them was in a high mood. Even because of the trauma in recent days, they were very haggard. Finally, they worshipped again, and the three left the cemetery.

The snow said coldly, "thank you these days."

Chen Feng said, "it's just some simple things. It's not in the way."

Xueleng stopped talking and took Qing'er's hand. They walked towards the avenue in silence.

Chen Feng asked, "what are you going to do with him now?"

Chen Feng didn't know the origin of xueleng and their meeting with the old man was just a matter of recent years. Now that the old man died, Chen Feng thought they might leave, but he was worried that they had no place to go, so he asked.

Xue Leng whispered, "it's right here. I'm not going anywhere."

Chen Feng was also curious about the origin of xueleng, but now she has figured it out. He and xueleng are just ordinary friends. If it's really a secret thing, it's normal for her not to say.

Send them home in the cold snow. At dinner in the evening, there was a lot of silence on the table.

Chen Feng said, "since the master's affair is over, I can't stay here more. I'll leave tomorrow."

Xue Lengleng was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Chen summit to leave in such a hurry, but she also thought of her relationship with Chen Feng, so she didn't say much, and didn't even persuade her to stay. She just nodded.

Or Qing'er asked curiously, "are you leaving?"

Chen Feng nodded and said, "originally I came to the magic capital. I only planned to stay for a day, but I didn't expect to be here for nearly a month. If I don't leave, many things will be missed."

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Qing'er had to give a helpless cry. She seemed to be reluctant to give up.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "I'll come and see you when I have time."

In fact, these words don't carry much weight. Everyone who wants to leave will always say so, but few people really do it. In fact, these words are more like comfort. It just makes people believe that parting is not the end, but the fact is that this time is often the last.

The snow cooled and said, "you don't have to come to us again. There's no need."

The words sound ruthless, just like breaking up.

But Chen Feng could hear her meaning. He just nodded and said, "goodbye then?"

Xue Leng nodded.

Then there was silence, eating their own meals.

This lasted for several minutes and was finally broken by a knock at the door.

All three looked at the door.

Xueleng put out the dishes and chopsticks and stood up and walked towards the door. She opened the door, but the next moment, a dagger came in.

The target of the dagger is naturally the cold snow in front of the door.

Chen Feng was also surprised and rushed over immediately.

But Chen Feng still underestimated xueleng's strength. After xueleng withdrew, he immediately clasped the other party's wrist and knocked down the dagger in the other party's hand.

At this time, Chen Feng also saw the appearance of the other party. He was a very ordinary man and wore very ordinary clothes. If he was put on the road, he would not attract other people's attention at all.

He wanted to go up and help. Xueleng kicked the other party out.

Chen Feng wanted to catch up, but Xue Leng held out his hand and said, "don't catch up."

This time, Chen Feng stopped, and the man outside immediately stood up and ran away in a hurry.

Chen Feng asked strangely, "why don't you catch up? Who the hell is this and how can he do it to you."

Snow said coldly, "it has nothing to do with you."

The attitude of refusing people to travel thousands of miles made Chen Feng have no way, and even wanted to say something, but he also knew that what he got was still the cold eyes of snow. It seemed that this matter might be her hidden secret to her.

Chen Feng didn't ask at last, but naturally he would still think about it. After all, for a person like xueleng, her strength is not weak, and she also mixed with the old man. Now there is an assassination again. How do you think, xueleng is not simple.

I thought this kind of thing would pass like this. Although Chen Feng was worried that the assassin would come back again, he didn't seem to care about xueleng. He didn't know what to say. He just waited to ask when he left the next day. If xueleng still didn't want to answer, he really couldn't care about it.

But in the middle of the night, there was a movement outside.

Hearing the sound, Chen Feng immediately turned out of bed and went out.

"Hum, I knew you would wait for me here." A thin man standing in the living room said to xueleng sitting on the sofa.

Looking at this scene and what he said just now, Chen Feng felt that the snow was cold. It seemed that he was waiting for each other here.

Xue Leng raised his head and said, "I said I would never be merciful again this time, and in this way, you will die."

Zhou Zhiyong grinned. He hated xueleng, even more than his blood feud, so he was not afraid of death. He just felt that if his death could make xueleng uncomfortable, it would be enough.

"Death, I already knew I would die, but it was ten years later than ten years ago. At that time, I should have died, but you didn't kill me, you let me go, so now I just give this life back to you."

Chen Feng didn't understand how someone would be in a hurry to die, and according to this meaning, the hatred between them dates back to ten years ago.