Chapter 162: Showdown

The next day, before the sun appeared, Xiao Cong was summoned to Xiao Tianyu's residence by Steward Qin, and on the way, Steward Qin walked slowly in front with a calm face, his steps were sometimes heavy and sometimes light, Xiao Cong was puzzled, and asked softly:

"Uncle Qin, is something wrong?"

Steward Qin stopped and turned around, his face was cloudy, and his lips squirmed slightly.

"Uncle Qin, if you have anything, just say it, you say that you are so uncomfortable, I feel very uncomfortable to watch. Xiao Cong joked with a smile.

Steward Qin's two hands kept kneading each other, he swallowed his saliva, raised his head suddenly, his face was serious, and said in a deep voice:

"Fourth young master, this morning, it seems that something is not quite right. There was a palpable worry in his tone.

"Heh," Xiao Cong smiled, "What's wrong with my father?"

Steward Qin was still that dignified, and through the faint morning light, Xiao Cong could see that the muscles on his cheeks had become well-defined due to excessive pressure.

"Sir...... The old man studied the ...... this morning Nightmare Devouring Array, he ...... It may be that there is going to be a showdown with the young master. ”

"Showdown? ”

Xiao Cong's face also became slightly solemn, the Absolute Nightmare Devouring Spirit Array can barely be regarded as the Xiao family's forbidden magic array, the ancestors have an order, and the descendants must not be touched unless they are forced to do so, and those who are infected will be expelled from the clan, and they will never return. It stands to reason that this thing should be hidden in the Xiao family's coffin, and it can only be opened if the eight elders are united, and the so-called unity means that the eight elders must have the same mind, and the body will open on its own, but now how did this thing get into the hands of the father, and if you want the eight elders to join forces, it is not a simple thing.

"Alas, it seems that some things can't be hidden after all......"

Steward Qin sighed after some confusion:

"Anyway, the little master will know sooner or later, so I will tell the young master about it first, so that the young master can be mentally prepared in advance. ”

He paused, pursed his lips, and continued:

"The Xiao family has been entrenched in the Xuanzhen Realm for thousands of years, and it has surpassed the barriers, and it is impregnable, although it has secretly had a lot of grievances with other forces, but on the surface, it has always been indisputable, and there is only one old grudge that everyone in the Xuanzhen Cultivation Realm knows, and this matter has to start from thirteen years ago. β€œ

"The biological mother of the little young master, Mrs. Qin, died thirteen years ago at the hands of Ye Fangcheng, the lord of the Night Mansion Mansion!"

Xiao Cong listened quietly, his face expressionless, but the dimmer divine light in his eyes and the awe-inspiring murderous aura that diffused from him could not be concealed. He raised his hand and slowly stroked the bridge of his nose, and after a moment, he said slowly:

"Uncle Qin, I know, take me to see my father. ”

"Young Master, you ......"

The worry in Steward Qin's eyes was even worse, Xiao Cong didn't lose his temper when he heard this, but was calm, this is not normal in anyone's eyes, there must be a demon when things go wrong, Xiao Cong's appearance is more worrying than him crying bitterly, and even if he can't afford to collapse.

"Uncle Qin, I'm fine. ”

Xiao Cong took a few steps forward, gently put a hand on Steward Qin's shoulder, and smiled, his eyes sincere:

"The deceased is gone, the day of the living

Sad, I still understand the truth that people can't be resurrected after death, but there is a wrong, there is a debtor, I Xiao Cong is a person who has debts that must be repaid, this time I will spare no effort to help my father, and I will not let my father hurt half of the cold hair, you can rest assured, I Xiao Cong, I will do what I say!"

Steward Qin stood there, motionless looking at Xiao Cong's unwavering face like a cold cellar, he found that he could not find the slightest trace of innocence on this seemingly harmless and beautiful little face, he couldn't even feel the slightest breath of youthful vitality and relaxation from the latter, he didn't know what was hidden in this fourteen-year-old little body, but he felt like an immortal iron hidden under the glacier for thousands of years, its invincible tenacity was enough to withstand everything that existed in this world.

After a while, Steward Qin nodded,

"Then let's go. ”

When Xiao Cong followed Steward Qin to Xiao Tianyu's residence, the sun had just emerged, and the red light in the eastern sky was dull, like a furnace immersed in thick clouds, and the furnace fire rushed out from the circular furnace mouth, dyeing the surrounding clouds with color.

When he walked into the front hall, Xiao Cong suddenly remembered that Xingliuyun was drunk here last night, and he stumbled out of the door and fell down, so he couldn't get up again, and then it was Ouyang Xun who sent this guy home, thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing.

The two walked into the backyard and walked into Xiao Tianyu's study, just as Steward Qin said, a formation diagram on Xiao Tianyu's desk was quietly spread there, and the four corners were pressed by pressed wood, Xiao Cong fixed his eyes and saw that it was really a Peerless Spirit Devouring Array! At this time, Xiao Tianyu was bending down and standing in front of the table to study carefully, engrossed, and he didn't even know that Xiao Cong and Steward Qin were coming.

"Master, the young master is here. Steward Qin stood still at the door, bowed down and whispered to Xiao Tianyu.

"Huh?" Xiao Tianyu suddenly came back to his senses, turned his head to look at the two people standing at the door, put down the fingers in his hand, turned around, and said with a smile:

"Yo, you're here. ”

Then he turned his head to Steward Qin and said:

"Lao Qin, there's nothing for you here, you can go and get busy. The smile is warm, the tone is natural, the breath is relaxed, and there is no sense of anything unusual.

Steward Qin bowed and retreated, and when he left, he didn't forget to raise his head and glanced at Xiao Cong as if he had a deep meaning.

"Come, sit. ”

Xiao Cong nodded, sat down on a chair designated by Xiao Tianyu's fingers, raised his eyes to look at his father, saw that his movements were slow and elegant, and he brought a bowl of tea to the small wooden table beside him like kicking the stage, and the wisps of sandalwood floated in and spread into his nasal cavity, but Xiao Cong didn't feel a little clear-minded, but he didn't feel messy, he just felt that he seemed to want something, but he couldn't think of anything, he felt that his memory was slowly draining, although he was scared in his heart, but after all, he was helpless, he felt that he was about to lose everything。

Xiao Tianyu turned back to his desk, sat down in his chair, and asked in a harmonious voice with a mysterious smile on his angular face:

"Do you know why you were called?"

Xiao Cong replied:

"The child doesn't know. ”

The smile on the corner of Xiao Tianyu's mouth deepened

For a few minutes, he leaned lazily back in his chair, his right arm like a long rope bridge, lying between his body and the edge of the table, and his fingers tapping lightly on the table, like a sandalwood board that Wen often tapped.

"Xiao Cong, since you and I are father and son, I won't go around the bend with you as a father, your mother died in the hands of Ye Fangcheng, the lord of Ye Mansion, I guess this matter, Lao Qin has probably already told you, I have endured this tone for thirteen years, but now I don't want to endure it anymore, what do you think?"

The tone is smooth and unhurried, as if telling a story that is so long that only nostalgia remains.

Xiao Cong looked at Xiao Tianyu's face, and for a while, he smiled, his eyebrows were full of sorrow,

"The revenge of killing the mother, not sharing the sky, this is a child's must do, and now I have my father to help, I am not very happy, and my father has been planning for this for a long time, how can I bear to brush my father's good intentions?"

Xiao Tianyu nodded with satisfaction and praised in a deep voice:

"Okay, my Xiao Tianyu's son is different. ”

(End of chapter)