Chapter 8: Calm down
"Don't kill me, I can tell you about a special spell that is exactly the stealth ability I used before. Xiao Yu reluctantly took a breath and said intermittently.
Song Wen's eyes were full of light, Xiao Yu's stealth ability really made Song Wen very moved, if he could have this ability, he would have more capital to survive when he encountered danger in the future.
"Die!" Song Wen nodded, just when Xiao Yu was ecstatic and thought that Song Wen had agreed to come down, suddenly Song Wen stepped on Xiao Yu's chest, accompanied by a click and a terrible scream, Xiao Yu's eyes widened in disbelief, and his struggling hands seemed to want to move Song Wen's feet away, but unfortunately he was lifted into the air and soon hung down weakly.
After his death, Xiao Yu's eyes were still wide, as if he was questioning why Song Tian would go back on his word.
"If you don't get rid of the three of you, I'm afraid the news that I'll get the disc will leak out, so you must die. ”
It's no wonder that Song Wen is ruthless, the three brothers of the Xiao family have not been less troubled by Song Wen before, and this alone is enough to make the three of them die dozens of times.
Now Song Wen has obtained the cyan disc again, which hides an amazing secret, and at the same time a big trouble, if the news leaks out, Song Wen will have a difficult life in the future, and may die at the hands of some greedy and strong man.
Killing the three brothers of the Xiao family, the only person who knows the secret is Song Wen himself, and Song Wen can also sit back and relax, silently improving his strength, so as not to worry about possible troubles because of the cyan disc.
Ahh
Then two terrible screams sounded in the woods, and after a while, after solving Xiao Han and Xiao Feng, Song Wen left the woods with a cold face and rushed into the distance quickly.
Not long after, Song Wen walked out of the range of the mountain range, came to a big road, and walked quickly along the avenue, and soon Song Wen came to the vicinity of Longyuan City.
Longyuan City is a medium-sized city in the Longxiang Empire, although it is not rich, but because it is close to the Azure Mountain Range, it has attracted countless spell masters, hunting demon beasts, and honing strength, in short, Longyuan City is very lively every day.
Song Wen has been in Longyuan City for half a year, but he has never been to the Azure Mountain Range, because the Azure Mountain Range is a paradise for demon beasts, and all kinds of demon beasts of different strength live in it.
Unconsciously, the majestic city gate of Longyuan City was presented in sight, and Song Wen couldn't help but cheer up and speed up his pace.
After entering Longyuan City, Song Wen walked towards the center of the city non-stop.
There is only one auction house in Longyuan City, which is the property of Song Wen's family, located in the center of Longyuan City, and the daily transaction volume is also amazing, so Song Wen only came to Longyuan City to practice, and it was also arranged by Song Wen's father in secret.
After coming to the center of the city, a spectacular building stands at the intersection of roads, which is the auction house of Longyuan City, the Song family auction house.
"Impossible!" Seeing a miserable white flower on the plaque of the auction house from a distance, and the other place was also a sad white, Song Wen was stunned for a while, stopped his steps and muttered frantically in disbelief.
The next moment, Song Wen's almost dull eyes saw two people wearing linen and filial piety walking out of the auction house, these two people Song Wen knew, it was the owner of the auction house in Longyuan City.
"Young master, you're back. One of the two middle-aged men with a dark face looked very surprised when he saw Song Wen standing not far from the auction house, but then he walked over respectfully.
"Third Uncle Song, what happened, why are you dressed like this?" Song Wen said with a sad face.
In fact, Song Wen already had an answer in his heart that he couldn't accept, but Song Wen still held on to the last glimmer of hope.
"The big treasurer ...... He went. Song San's swarthy face was full of sadness.
What the!
There was a bang in Song Wen's head, qi and blood surged, and the huge blow made him unable to bear it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
Song Sanyan was quick and hurriedly supported Song Wen's crumbling body.
"Young master, you must save your body, the old master is gone, and you still need the young master to preside over the overall situation. Song San burst into tears, a dignified seven-foot man, a high-level member of the auction house, such a heartbroken appearance suddenly attracted the attention of nearby passers-by.
Song Wen took a deep breath, broke free from Song San's arm, and stood straight on the spot.
"Third Uncle Song, I understand, now is not the time to be sad, tell me how my father died?" Song Wen's eyes were calm, his face was not different, and he actually felt any trace of sadness all over his body, and Song San was a little shocked and speechless.
Anyone who heard this bad news would probably have collapsed long ago, Song Wen actually calmed down in an instant, and his tenacity was definitely incomparable to ordinary people.
"I had an accident in my cultivation and unfortunately died in retreat. At this time, a gloomy voice responded to Song Wen's words, Song San's face changed and changed, and then he nervously protected Song Wen's body.
Hearing this voice, coupled with Song San's subconsciously nervous actions, Song Wen understood everything.
Song Wen took a deep breath, there was no chaos in his heart, he calmly looked at the middle-aged man in the brocade robe who slowly walked out of the auction house, and said lightly, "Uncle Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time, I don't know where my father's body is now?"
The middle-aged man in the brocade robe is Wang Hao, the second shopkeeper of the Song family's auction house, although Song Wen has not had much contact with Wang Hao, but Wang Hao and Song Wen's father have deep contradictions and grievances.
"Xiaowen, your father has been taken away by the Song family, and it is estimated that he was buried in the ancestral hall of the Song family, but unfortunately you didn't have the opportunity to see him for the last time. Wang Hao's expression was sad, but in Song Wen's eyes, it was disgusting hypocrisy.
Song Wen's face changed slightly, his father's body was taken away by the Song family, obviously not wanting Song Wen to see any clues from the corpse.
"Your father left you a million yuan stone when he left, hoping that you will have a good second half of your life. Wang Hao said hypocritically, then took off a black ring from his hand and threw it directly to Song Wen.
Song Wen caught the black ring, with a painful and sad look in his eyes, because this black ring was the same ring that his father wore when he was alive.
This is a storage ring, to be precise, Song Wen's birthday gift, but Song Wen can't become a spell master, wearing it will only bring trouble to himself, so he gave it to his father.
Song Wen never dreamed that he would return to his hands in this way today.
"Thank you, Uncle Wang Hao, I'll leave first if it's okay. Song Wen said expressionlessly, then turned around without hesitation and walked quickly into the distance.
Song San was stunned.
Wang Hao was also stunned.
Pedestrians on the street who temporarily saw some clues were also stunned.
Song Wen neither cried nor asked about the ownership of the auction house, and left directly, as if to show that he had withdrawn from the battle for control of the auction house.
"Song Wen, I really underestimated you, I didn't expect your heart to be so terrible, at this time, not only can you calm down, but you can also make the most correct decision. Wang Hao muttered to himself, a trace of viciousness flashed quickly in his eyes.
"It's a pity that no matter how amazing your heart is, you can't stop the spell master's pursuit. ”
Wang Hao's face was hideous, staring gloomily at the direction Song Wen left like a terrible demon.