"Smack... Xiao Yingbing's book fell to the ground, and he said with a surprised face: What are you talking about, father. What happened to my father?

Xiao Yingying stepped forward suddenly, snatched the holy decree, and looked carefully. His body trembled, grabbed his father-in-law's collar, and shouted angrily: What's going on, say. . . What happened to my father.

The father-in-law was frightened by Xiao Yingying's actions, and said tremblingly: General, the slave family doesn't know. I am a herald, and I don't know anything else. However, the news of Marquis Xiao's death is known to everyone in the court, and it must be true.

"Ahh Damn"

Xiao Yingying lifted his father-in-law up hard, threw him out fiercely, and roared angrily at the sky.

Bang... The father-in-law is pampered in the palace, even if the head of the six departments sees him, he will give him a little bit of praise, where has he been treated like this. He was so frightened that he trembled, and he didn't care about his physical injuries, so he got up and ran out, galloping away on horseback without looking back.

The man who followed him, unaware of the situation, looked inside the barracks, mounted his horse and galloped. "Father-in-law slow down, his subordinates can't keep up"

In the barracks, Xiao Yingying held the holy decree in his hand, breathed rapidly, and said to the deputy general: It's up to you here, I want to go back to Chongzhou to see what happened, why my father died for no reason.

In the middle of May of the twenty-second year of Tianhong, in a teahouse in Chongzhou. Tea drinkers are idle and boring, and it is inevitable to find some talking points, and the hottest topic in Chongshu today is the matter of the white-haired witch.

It is rumored that on the night of the birthday banquet of the loyal and brave Hou, hundreds of officials gathered, but a white-haired woman came to seek revenge, and the third son of the Xiao family, Xiao Hu, the marquis, was killed by the witch that night, not only that, but the white-haired witch actually divided Xiao Hu's little son into two with a knife, and the means were extremely cruel. Folklore has it that this woman is a demon, otherwise where would ordinary people be born with white hair and white eyebrows. It is said that even the eyes are as white as snow.

In the corner of the teahouse, there were several people sitting quietly, and one of them, his body trembled when he heard the words, and he unconsciously exerted his strength, and the teacup in his hand was pinched and crushed.

"Go, check if the white-haired witch they are talking about is really a person, if so, check carefully"

"Yes"

One person turned around and left, and there were a few people left, one of whom hugged his fists and said: Son, are we going back to the house.

The man shook his head, raised the fragment of the teacup in his hand, and said with a light smile: Go directly to the barracks, if you guessed correctly, Xiao He has now interfered in the affairs of the barracks, and if you delay for a moment, there may be changes, my brother has not been a normal person since he was a child. 、

It turned out that this person was Xiao Yingying who rushed back from Tianjin Mansion.

When Xiao Yingying rushed to the barracks, he found that Xiao He had never taken over the barracks, but let it go. Xiao Yingying showed his identity and sealed the letter, and he successfully received the army. This makes Xiao Yingying very different. Everything was handed over properly, and Xiao Yingying went to the Hou Ye's Mansion in linen and filial piety.

In Xiao's mansion, all the minions were dismissed, leaving only Xiao He to sit in front of the spiritual seat. Dressed in white, with an inexplicable smile on his face, he looked at Xiao Yongnian's ranking in the ancestral hall. Muttered to himself: Today's hero is back, usually you always talk about him, but now it's okay to come back and you can't see it. This guy is not filial, he won't come back to see you, go to the barracks first, and take over the military power to be at ease, and I thought who would rob him, so boring. Why are all the descendants of the Xiao family like this, only I am so free and easy, why?

Xiao He seemed to be asking about the person in the spiritual position, and he seemed to be asking himself.

Xiao Yingying entered the door, looked at Xiao Heqing, who was kneeling on the ground and guarding the spirit, dressed in white, and his muscles burst out, his hands clenched into fists, roared angrily, and rushed forward suddenly.

"Xiao Heshao is here to cry and cry, colluding with outsiders to kill his father, and the beasts are not as good"

Xiao Yingying's fist led the wind and struck at Xiao He's neck, and at the same time exerted his internal strength.

Xiao He turned sideways, dodged his fist, turned his body, rose into the air, unfolded his white clothes with a smile, aimed at Xiao Yingying, and suddenly kicked out, and went straight to the door.

Xiao Yingying raised his hand to block, grabbed Xiao He's neck with his backhand, and threw it towards the pillar on the side.

Xiao He stepped on the pillar with his other foot first, slammed it hard, rebounded with strength, and kicked towards Xiao Yingying with his flying legs.