(xvii)

The next morning, when the purple-black sky had just turned a soft white, the three of us quietly left the guide's house, leaving only a letter indicating our intentions.

After Si Yi's rare anger, he spoke less often, silently walking in front of me and Tuyin to lead the way. I don't know what to say to ease Si Yi's emotions, maybe we will never reach a consensus on this matter, only Tu Yin, who is still in the dark, laughs happily.

The residence of the He family without a guide is magnificent, and as one of the three major families, the appearance of the He family's mansion looks very simple, and there is only one word He on the plaque, but I don't know how many people in the underworld can be shocked by this surname. The two little guys at the door asked who we were looking for, Si Yi said with a gloomy face that his name was He Siyi, and a powerful aura spread to the surroundings, only to see the two little guys hurriedly run in to report.

Si Yi left home since he was a child, and now he doesn't even recognize the servants at home, which is really a bit ironic.

Soon, a middle-aged man dressed in fine silk and a few magicians walked to the door, and Si Yi stepped forward and said lightly, "Father." ”

The middle-aged man looked at Si Yi carefully: "It's Si Yi, come in." Although he recognized Si Yi, he did not show joy, but on the contrary, he had a detached tone. He glanced at me and Tuyin again and said, "That's His Highness Ximu over there, right? ”

"What's the matter with you coming back suddenly?" Si Yi's father is the patriarch of the He family, and the patriarch is inevitably strict, but Si Yi's father doesn't seem to want Si Yi to come back in addition to being strict. Tuyin's eyes met mine, and I could see that she was also surprised by Si Yi's father's attitude. I knew that their relationship was not very good, and I didn't expect it to be like this.

"It's about my spirit beast, Priest Shi Heng feels that my spirit beast has some traces of the phoenix king, and wants me to come back and ask you. In the living room, Si Yi sat next to his father, but his eyes were staring elsewhere, and there was a taste of cynicism.

"King Feng, don't be proud. Si Yi's father snorted coldly and said, "This kind of thing should be asked to your third uncle." He got up and said to the magician beside him, "Arrange a good place for the three of them." ”

"Your Highness Ximu, the contemptible people still have some important things to do in the clan, so they will take the first step. He bowed his head to me and strode out of the drawing-room. He was strict with Si Yi, but he was polite to me.

That's it, if you come, you will be safe, anyway, we are mainly to accompany Si Yi to perfect his spirit beast, and we will soon be able to leave this awkward place for Si Yi.

We hadn't seen Si Yi for several days since that night, and Tuyin said that he should have gone to his uncle to teach him how to control the Phoenix King. In the past, I only thought that Priest Shakheng was a random person, but I didn't expect him to have such good intentions.

"Why do you think so much about Master, Master, he's very responsible!" Tuyin protested after listening to my own words.

"You see, I can't even remember the Hundred Things. I quibbled slyly. Tuyin said that I just threw a fist, and I gently grabbed her wrist. I suddenly wanted to say everything that was in my heart to her.

"Tuyin, when I become king in the future, I will definitely give you everything you want. ”

She suddenly quieted down, and the corners of her mouth outlined a slight arc and said, "Well, I believe you." ”

I had promised her so much, but I didn't want to promise that such a thing was the coldest shackle. When you put it in your heart at all costs, you become a grievance struggling in that shackle. Promise, in the face of reality, is fragile and vulnerable.