The speed of the spread of this news, even the Ye family felt unexpected, and even sent spies to investigate, wanting to know who did it, but in the end they found nothing, this news is still fermenting, and there is a tendency to spread more and more fiercely.

At the end of the night, Song Feng was walking on the way back to the servant's courtyard, after a day of practice, he felt that the cultivation of the quenching body realm was consolidated a lot, and it seemed that he was only half a step away from the quenching body realm triple, and there was only one opportunity left, he was able to break through the double and officially become a martial artist of the quenching body realm triple.

The wolf and tiger fist is able to achieve the degree of momentum convergence and the strength of the spiritual power has not changed, unexpectedly, the wolf and tiger fist of the two wolves seems to be easier to control, today's harvest is huge, thinking of the gambling contract three years later, Song Feng can't help but be high-spirited, and his confidence has doubled.

"Sister, where are you going, brother, I'm ......"

Song Feng hummed a little song, and his mood was extremely happy.

When Song Feng walked to the door of the servant's courtyard, he was keenly aware of the difference from the atmosphere of the past, it seemed that the whole air was a little dull, different from yesterday's atmosphere of celebration and joy, tonight's servant's courtyard seemed to have a more bleak and bleak feeling.

Obviously, Song Feng, who stayed in the back mountain all day to cultivate, didn't know the news that spread throughout the city today, but he felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong, and those amiable aunts were secretly wiping their tears, and there were faint sobs from the neighbor's house next to him.

Song Feng wondered in his heart, what the hell was going on? However, he didn't come to the door to ask others, maybe others might have something sad? At this time, mentioning this matter at the door was tantamount to revealing other people's scars and sprinkling salt on the wounds.

Although I am very curious in my heart, this is someone else's family affair, and it has little to do with myself. This kind of thing to pull hatred for himself for no reason, Song Feng doesn't want to do it.

It's just that this time Song Feng ignored one point, those who had a sad atmosphere at home, it seems that all family members are involved in this escort mission, whether they are husbands, or wives, or children.

"Fortunately, Li Bo bought enough vegetables yesterday, and now there are some left, otherwise where would I go to buy vegetables and cook now. ”

Song Feng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then he had a bitter face, he practiced until night every day before going home, and he didn't have time to go to Tianfu City to buy vegetables at all, it seemed that he had to find a way to solve it, otherwise eating would become a problem.

Cultivators who have not yet reached the Ning Dan Realm still need to consume food to absorb nutrients in order to maintain the normal needs of their bodies. And after the cultivator reaches the Ning Dan Realm, he will also be able to clear the valley and maintain the normal needs of the body by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and there is no need to eat deliberately, but eating food with more impurities will more likely lead to slow cultivation speed. And the reason why those martial artists who have cultivated to a high level eat those delicacies from the mountains and seas is just to satisfy their appetite for a while.

This is also the reason why the legendary cultivators who are advanced in cultivation can often retreat for months or even years, if they can't clear the valley and starve to death in the cultivation room, won't it become a joke?

Song Feng tossed around by himself for a while, and it was very laborious to make the dinner ready, looking at the large bowl of black and blurred pulp on the table, in which the burnt green vegetable leaves and meat pieces could be vaguely seen, and at the same time, there was an unpleasant smell.

Song Feng couldn't help but feel a little cryless without tears, it turned out that cooking was so difficult, but he was good at barbecue, he had learned from Li Bo when he was very young, but now the conditions do not allow it.

"Harm!"

Song Feng sighed, and immediately missed Uncle Li, I don't know where he was, and now he realized that Uncle Li has always taken care of and loved him, Uncle Li has not yet married, and he is afraid that he has already treated him as a son.

I used to miss my father too much, but I ignored this.

Before leaving, Li Bo left him a few dozen taels of silver, and explained everything, so that he would not have the embarrassing situation of not being able to afford vegetables because he had no money for the time being.

Song Feng, who was a little confused, pinched his nose and took a few bites of food indiscriminately, swallowing it with some difficulty, although the taste was not good, but it was better than nothing, not to the extent of disgust and vomiting.

Thinking of having to live like this for a long time, Song Feng couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

It's night. The sky is like a bottomless black hole, and even the moon that usually hangs in the sky and glows with a golden soft light is nowhere to be seen, and like a beast hidden in the darkness that seems to choose people to devour, endless black, only one or two stars are seen, and a dark and almost negligible light is emitted.

A gust of wind blew, causing the door to rumble, and Song Feng hurriedly plugged the window with a rag to get rid of the feeling of being cold.

Song Feng, who was not sleepy, lay flat on the bed, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, and for a while his thoughts flew away, thinking of his strict father many years ago, the kind Li Bo, and the lovely Ye Ling'er. Thinking of Ye Ling'er, the corners of Song Feng's mouth didn't feel slightly raised.

Squeak!

In the silent night, there was a sudden sound of wooden strips breaking, Song Feng, who was vague and drowsy because of his cranky thoughts, was excited, and immediately became alert, the servant's courtyard was located on the periphery of the Ye family's complex, and there was not a single mouse in normal times, where was the sound of broken branches?

Song Feng looked up lightly at the window, it was late at night, the night was terrible, and the surroundings were quiet. The shadows of the trees in the courtyard were darkened, and the shadows were very long.

"Xiao Fengzi, be careful, someone is coming. ”

A voice suddenly sounded in Song Feng's head, and Song Feng, who was already very nervous, trembled, and a layer of fine sweat secreted from his hands, and at this moment, his previous sleepiness was completely gone. It turned out that it was Xuan Gu in the Xuan Pupil who transmitted the voice to him.

Stomp, stomp!

A sound of footsteps that lowered the sound sounded, and the person who came seemed to be extremely cautious, and every step was on the ground and only a negligible subtle sound was heard, if it weren't for the ancient reminder, it might not be able to be heard.

In addition, the breeze blows from time to time, and it is like the gentle shaking of leaves from the wind blowing trees, which seems to be traceless, and the previous sound of branch breaking is also caused by accidentally stepping on the dead branches and falling leaves.