As soon as Zhang Feng and Saman died, Qilian Snow Mountain returned to calm.

The rest of the scattered cottages, the number of people is no more than 100, and they can't stir up the bloody storm at all.

After this catastrophe, Song Yuan also slowly recognized Jiang Feng's son-in-law, and even took the initiative to prepare for Xuan'er and Jiang Feng's wedding.

"Grandpa, don't be busy, I'm not pregnant, it's all fake. ”

Song Zixuan lifted her skirt in front of Song Yuan, pulled out the "child" in her belly, and threw it to Jiang Feng beside her.

"You ......"

Seeing that his granddaughter's chastity was still there, he should have been happy, but Song Yuan was displeased.

Jiang Feng is a rare powerhouse, and if he stays in the Sword Pavilion, he will definitely be able to carry forward the century-old foundation, and even revive the past majesty.

"Rebel girl! Even the old man dares to deceive? Such a big thing, how can you be allowed to make such nonsense?"

Song Yuan glared at Xiao Xuan a few times, then looked at Jiang Feng with a smile, and said with a smile: "Jiang Feng's virtuous nephew, Xuan'er has read poetry and books since she was a child, and she is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

My Sword Pavilion has more than ten attics and more than 100 acres of fertile land, and after I am a hundred years old, these will all belong to you. ”

"Of course I'm happy to marry Miss Zixuan, but I don't know if she wants to marry?" Jiang Feng touched the tip of his nose and said jokingly.

The daughter-in-law who is delivered to the mouth, of course, the more the merrier.

Originally, he was a bitter single Wang in the real world, but when he came to this virtual world, he had to get over it, and three wives and four concubines were all commonplace.

"The order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, she can't decide the marriage matters, as long as the old husband decides, she has to marry. Song Yuan nodded with satisfaction, this was exactly the result he was expecting.

"Grandpa, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so I should give people some time to think about it. Song Zixuan pursed her cherry lips and muttered shyly.

"Xiaoxuan, it's hard to buy a good son-in-law, and if you miss this village, you won't have this store. Song Ziyi could see her sister's careful thoughts, and it was clear that she wanted to marry, but she didn't want to show that she wanted to marry.

"Then it's decided, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, and tonight we will get married and enter the cave room. ”

Song Yuan summoned Ding and the maid to prepare for the wedding with the highest specifications.

As soon as this news came out, the neighboring cottages sent blessings one after another, and the Sword Pavilion behind the gourd cottage and Zhongyi Hall was now the real thigh of Qilian Snow Mountain, and it couldn't get along with it, unless they didn't want to get along.

Many leaders came to the scene in person to have a good relationship with Jiang Feng.

Since he is the son-in-law of the Song family, he will definitely become the master of the Sword Pavilion in the future.

However, on the original happy day, a strange thing happened, the family received a bag sewn from wolf skin at the door, which contained hundreds of freshly picked white camellias.

"Who sent this? Wedding white flowers? It's like eating the heart of a bear and a leopard's gall. "The leaders have a lot of discussions, and now in Qilian Snow Mountain, there are still people who dare to smash the field of the Sword Pavilion?

"It's camellia again...... Xiao Xuan picked up a camellia and murmured in her heart, "How does he know that I like white camellias?"

"It's all lost, how far and how far it's lost, it's annoying to look at it. ”

Seeing this, Song Yuan was furious and kicked the camellia out of the door with his foot.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared at the door, which frightened Song Yuanzhi, and the man wrapped his whole body tightly with animal skin, so that he couldn't see his face clearly, and he could only barely see a pair of dark blue eyes.

The eyes are very weird, revealing a chill that is breathtaking, not like the pupils of a normal human.

He still carried a broken sword in his arms, and the sword body made of ink and carbon was constantly exuding a terrifying black aura outward.

"Is that the wildling?"

Jiang Feng frowned and glanced at Xiao Xuan.

"What are you doing here? You are not welcome in the Sword Pavilion. Song Yuan's face was malicious, and the peachwood cane slammed into the floor.

Judging by his attitude, it seems that he is familiar with this wild man.

"Xuan'er is newly married, and I came back to see her. The wild man groped in his arms for a long time, took out a crystal necklace, stuffed it into Song Zixuan's palm, and said dotingly: "This is the dowry left by your mother, take it." ”

"Who are you, how do you know my mother?"

Song Zixuan frowned, since she was born, she has never seen her parents, and she has always been raised by her grandfather Song Yuan.

But the familiar black shadow in front of her seemed to have been sneaking around the Sword Pavilion for as long as she could remember, like a stalker.

Some time ago, he even kidnapped her and took the opportunity to kiss her on the cheek and forehead.

All kinds of deeds show that he is not a good person.

"Dad?" Song Ziyi said in a low voice with red eyes.

"Don't scream, he's not worthy, a bastard who has been blinded by a demon, abandons his wife and daughter, and doesn't deserve to let you call him Daddy. Song Yuan interrupted Song Ziyi's words.

"Could it be that this person is Song Minglang? The one who eloped with the demon eighteen years ago, it was rumored that he had been poisoned and had already died in Huangquan, how could he appear here?"

The leaders present looked a little uneasy.

The demon is a fierce beast that lives in the deep mountains and old forests, good at illusion, there have been many hunting teams that strayed into her territory and died in Huangquan, the poison comes from the blood of the demon, which can make normal human race become a demon.

It's just that this process is very slow, after eighteen years, Song Minglang still maintains his human nature and has not degenerated into a demon.

"In addition to giving dowries, there is one more thing on my trip. ”

Song Minglang pulled off the black cloth that wrapped the ink sword, and walked to Jiang Feng with a limp, "This remnant sword, the name is Mo Ling, and the sword has spirituality, but I think you can control it......

I always feel that you are wonderful, and I can't put it into words, as if you don't belong in this world. ”

Jiang Feng originally had no intention of taking the sword, but his hands were inexplicably spread out.

As soon as the palm of his hand touched the ink of the remnant sword, his body began to be covered with coldness, as if a layer of frost had formed.

The cold black qi slowly poured into Jiang Feng's body along Song Minglang's arm.

...

"Drop, the system prompts: The artifact bar has been opened, congratulations to the host Jiang Feng for obtaining the ink. ”

"Drop, congratulations to the host for inheriting a large amount of experience points, and the current level has been promoted to lv12. ”

...

The ink that had been broken off gradually grew out of the ends, and healed into a complete ink sword.

"I knew that you could withstand the backlash of the ink, so it's okay, relying on a trace of resentment in the sword to survive until now, you can finally be freed. Song Minglang caressed Xiao Xuan's green silk affectionately, and his body carbonized little by little, and finally turned into a black statue.

"That's ...... NPCs send experience?"

Looking at the ink, Jiang Feng felt very incomprehensible, because this benefit came very inexplicably, similar to the Titan Python, it was purely deliberately come over to send experience points.

No matter what? The benefits sent to your door must not be refused.

"Dad!" Song Zixuan stopped in front of the statue and reached out to stroke the statue's face.

As soon as the slender jade hand touched the cheek, the black statue instantly collapsed, turning into a stinking mess of loose sand.

"Help Miss Fu to go back to the attic, and send a few more people to take care of her, as for the wedding, let's do it another day." ”

In the current situation, the wedding could not continue at all, so it had to be abandoned and changed to another day.