Sikong Haoxuan sent his mother away, excitedly playing with the best space ring, like a native of getting a novelty. With nothing to hold, he threw everything in the room into the ring, and the few maids who were waiting around saw his crazy behavior, and their brains were in a state of instant short circuit.

After enjoying himself, Sikong Haoxuan irresponsibly threw a sentence to the maid, "Tomorrow it will all be replaced with a new one." "He sat on the ground and entered the cultivation state. Several maids looked at the empty second-story attic, and couldn't help but wonder how to explain to their madam.

After entering the meditation, I felt a warning from the depths of my soul. Sikong Haoxuan, who has studied ancient witchcraft for many years, knows that soul warnings often appear when wizards misjudge or lack objective information, and the divination and prediction that ancient wizards are proficient in are closely related to soul warnings.

After a long time, Sikong Haoxuan, who had found the reason, felt a chill rush from his spine into the heavenly spirit. If it weren't for Grandpa's temptation tonight, he would never come back alive. Sikong Haoxuan, who has memories of his previous life, would not be arrogant enough to think that he could fight against the martial artists or mages of the Remnant Sun Realm right now.

The Great Witch will never put himself in danger. Sikong Haoxuan, who had just stepped into the witch gate, obviously committed the biggest taboo of wizards, no wonder the soul would have a warning.

Opening his eyes, Sikong Haoxuan gestured to the maid beside him: "Find me such a long and thick piece of wood." ”

It is worthy of being the largest family in the imperial capital, and after a long time, the maid actually brought a piece of golden silk sandalwood. Looking at this precious wood sold in the market, Sikong Haoxuan was immediately dumbfounded, and it took him half a day to wake up. It seems that he has had the memories of his previous life for so many years, but he still has not been born as the first family of the empire, the consciousness of the fourth young master.

Sikong Haoxuan, who took the sandalwood, couldn't help but ask the maid, "There is always this kind of wood in the house?"

The maids in the mansion have been specially trained since childhood, and in such a late night, the petite and beautiful maids are still radiant, listening to Sikong Haoxuan's question, she smiled, "Fourth young master, there is a large sandalwood forest in the family's property, and some were sent to the mansion a few days ago to make a new bed for the lady." ”

"Make a bed out of the golden silk sandalwood that is sold twice?" Sikong Haoxuan scolded the extravagance of the nobles in his heart, and then felt that he needed to integrate into the life of the family, and instructed the maid, "Go back and ask them to send me a bed made of golden silk sandalwood." ”

He sent the maid out and took out a sharp dagger from the ring with a wave of his hand. "It's a lot more convenient to have a space ring. After a slight sigh, Sikong Haoxuan sank into the fixed use, and used his soul power to begin to carve the wood in his hand.

Under the influence of soul power, the dagger looks so weird. As if moving, the wood in Sikong Haoxuan's hand slowly formed a child-like puppet. During the carving process, not a single piece of wood chips fell to the ground.

Cutting the middle finger, a drop of essence blood dripped on the puppet's eyebrows, and with a few strange syllables spit out by Sikong Haoxuan, the essence blood slowly seeped into the puppet's eyebrows. The puppet that absorbed the essence blood slowly highlighted dense meridians and blood vessels on the surface, and in those slender blood vessels, it seemed that there was still bright red blood flowing.

In the imperial capital in the middle of the night, everyone was awakened by a terrible baby cry coming from their souls.

Ancient Sorcery - Dolls

Sikong Haoxuan, who was depleted of essence and blood, was like a serious illness, and the puppet with smart eyes in his hand made him very satisfied. After throwing it into the ring, he threw out a large bed and fell asleep in the hall.

In the early morning, the people in the inner house who passed by the back garden faintly felt that something seemed to be missing in the garden. Song Ziyan, who has the habit of watering flowers in the backyard in the morning, looked at the empty pond in the garden and couldn't help but think, "Today is really fresh." In the past few years, why didn't Xuan'er, who sat by the pond in the early morning thunder and cultivate, not come?"

Song Ziyan, who couldn't rest assured, hurried towards his son's courtyard.

Stepping into the hall door, Song Ziyan couldn't help but be stunned. The entire house seems to have been ransacked by the most dedicated thieves, leaving not even a single cup behind.

In the middle of the empty hall, a lonely big bed was so dazzling. After a night, Sikong Haoxuan, who had obviously recovered, had a ruddy complexion, lying on the bed and snoring.

"Slap" Sikong Haoxuan, whose little buttocks was attacked, woke up and looked at Song Ziyan in a daze, "Mom, why are you here, go back to sleep, it's not dawn yet." After saying that, he planted himself on the bed and prepared to continue dreaming.

Song Ziyan, who was made to smile bitterly by his son's inexplicable words, chanted a spell, and a huge water balloon exploded in the sky above Sikong Haoxuan, and a miserable cry spread throughout the Duke's Mansion.

When he returned from the previous dynasty, Sikong Buqun, who had just stepped out of the mansion, laughed twice, "It's rare to hear this little bastard screaming so miserably, it's really refreshing in this wonderful morning, I have to find someone to drink two glasses." ”

"Mom, why did you have time to clean me up so early? Sikong Haoxuan, who was already awake, didn't care about his wet body at all, and flattered his mother.

Song Ziyan looked at her embarrassed son, forced a smile and said with a straight face: "Hmph, you little guy has learned to sleep lazy!

Sikong Haoxuan explained with some embarrassment: "I took my grandfather's ring yesterday, and I accidentally threw all the things in the room into the ring, and it was very inconvenient to take it out again." ”

After laughing, Song Ziyan raised his voice and said to the maid outside the house: "Go tell the housekeeper to buy a new set of furniture for the fourth young master." ”

knocked Sikong Haoxuan's little head, "Go wash up, go to Mom's place to eat today." And in the evening your father returned. I have been refusing to go to school, depending on how you explain it to him. ”

At ten o'clock in the evening, Song Ziyan stood at the main gate of Sikong Mansion with Sikong Mochen, Sikong Xiaoyue, who had returned from the aristocratic school, and Sikong Haoxuan, the biggest idler in the family, waiting to welcome Sikong who had returned from the defense line of the Urar grassland.

In the Golden Empire, whether it was a nobleman or a commoner, when the man returned from the battlefield, his wife had to greet him at the door with her children, as a sign of respect for the warriors who went out to fight for the country.

A moment later, Sikong Battle, dressed in stainless steel snowflake armor, led five hundred blizzard guards, and slowly walked across the high-quality war horses produced in the Hersey grassland. Looking at his wife and children in front of the door, the killing aura brought out from the battlefield between the eyebrows of Sikong Zhan slowly dissipated.

The team of 500 people stopped in front of the mansion, and there was not a trace of neighing of people and horses, which showed that it was an iron-blooded elite soldier.

With the wave of the Sikong Battle, the five hundred Blizzard guards quietly drove into the Sikong Mansion through the side door. Song Ziyan's eyes fluctuated a little, and she whispered to her husband, who she hadn't seen for a year, standing in front of her, "I'm back." ”

Pulling up his wife's hands full of joy between his eyebrows, Sikong Zhan responded softly, "I'm back." "A brief greeting between husband and wife, full of warmth and countless unspoken words. This kind of friendship is not something that outsiders can easily grasp.

In the atmosphere of family reunion, Sikong Haoxuan's behavior is so dazzling. I saw that he ignored the return of his father after a long absence, and stood quietly like a stake, with his eyes closed.

(To be continued.) )