After Feng Wufu found out about Tang Zhi, he rushed to the other party with a cruel smile, and raised his hand to smash it down on the door of his head. At this moment, a young man stopped between the two at a very fast speed, he looked up at the burly white-haired old man, and finally knelt down directly.

"I beg my seniors to let my father go."

The young man said, holding a bronze cylinder engraved with ancient characters in both hands.

Feng Wuwu was obviously stunned when he saw the cylinder, and then stretched out his hand and slowly picked it up, this thing is the hidden weapon Yin Yang Order left by the ancestors of the Feng family, and as the Feng family disappeared from the rivers and lakes, this skill was also lost.

The old man took this thing that originally belonged to the Feng family into his arms, and said in a deep voice:

"What's your name?"

"Back to the seniors, the boy's name is Tang Xin." After the young man finished speaking, he raised his head again, his eyes were full of determination, "If the seniors want to kill my father, then kill me together." ”

"The Tang Sect slaughtered one hundred and twenty-eight members of my Feng family back then, do you think the old man will let you go?"

"The kid doesn't dare, even though the seniors killed me, they just wanted to spare my father. His old man has been suffering from fire poison for decades, and he has enough of it, if his predecessors still feel that it is not enough, let me pay it back. ”

A trace of hesitation flashed in Feng Wufu's eyes, but then he was shrouded in a haze again, he glanced at Tang Zhi, who was pale, and said in a deep voice:

"You gave birth to a good son, the old man is filial to him, he can not kill you, but the Tang family owes the Feng family must not be repaid."

As he spoke, he raised his hand again, this time targeting the boy who was kneeling on the ground.

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Tang Zhi's face turned pale, and he was about to open his mouth to stop him, but a familiar gentle voice suddenly sounded on the side:

"Senior, can you let my uncle go."

Feng Wufu frowned slightly, turned his head to look at the person who came, and the other two were also surprised, they didn't notice the arrival of the other party.

"Jian'er, what are you doing here, why don't you go back soon?"

Tang Zhi's tone was a little impatient, and the person who came was Tang Jian, the child of his late eldest son, that is, his eldest grandson. Compared with Tang Xin, Tang Jian's appearance made him panic even more.

Although Tang Xin took the initiative to die, he has been smart since he was a child, and he has a back hand if he can't keep it, this kid is eccentric, but a hundred Tang Jian can't compare with each other.

On the other hand, Tang Jian, who has been silent since he was a child, likes to read and does not like to practice martial arts, and has always despised such things as hurting people with hidden arrows in his heart, Tang Zhi saw that he had a pitiful background, so he didn't interfere too much, everything was as he wanted, and he thought that as long as Tang Men was in one day, he must shelter this child.

……

Seeing that someone had spoken out to stop him, and the remaining patience of Feng Wufu was also exhausted, he grinned and said:

"If you tell me to stop, I'll stop, who is the old man? Now that I have changed my mind, the Feng family is ruined, why can you Tang Sect have three generations in the same house? Let's die here today! ”

After that, Feng Wuyong smashed the young man directly with his right hand fist.

In his opinion, the biggest threat now is the kid in front of him, who seems to be sincere, but in fact, he has already thought of hundreds of yin tricks in his heart.

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The young man, who had not changed his face from beginning to end, finally faintly panicked at this moment, at first he did plan to exchange his life for his father's life, but then Tang Jian's appearance disrupted his plan.

The old man on the other side seemed to be reasonable, but in fact he was moody, Tang Xin had no choice but to make other calculations, but he didn't think that he, who had always had a scheming that did not match his age, was seen through by the other party at a glance.

Between life and death, the young man didn't care much, and raised his hand to pull the silk thread hidden in his sleeve, so close to the distance, he didn't believe that the other party could dodge the poisonous needle hidden in his chest.

Seeing this, Feng Wufu, who was also from a family of hidden weapons, pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a subtle smile, but this smile was covered by his hair, and outsiders couldn't see it at all.

Tang Zhi on the side felt that this scene was familiar, and he reluctantly recalled something, but it was too late to speak at this time, he could only watch his youngest son pull the mechanism.

……

Hundreds of steel needles shot out at the same time, shooting straight at the useless seal that was close at a moment's notice.

The old man with white hair no longer concealed it, and with a wave of his big sleeve, he instantly took all the poisonous needles into his bag, and then threw them with his backhand, smashing them at a faster speed towards the frightened young man.

"To be forgiving and forgiving, it is too much for my predecessors to do this." The gentle voice sounded again.

A figure suddenly appeared between several people, Tang Zhi and his son only felt a flower in front of them, and when they saw it clearly, Tang Jian, who was still on the side just now, had already come to them.

"Jian'er, you ......"

Without waiting for Tang Zhi to finish speaking, Tang Jian hooked his right foot and left hand, and sent the two of them directly out of the distance.

Tang Jian let go of his right hand, and all the poisonous needles fell to the ground, he turned around and looked at Feng Wufu calmly:

"When is the time for retribution, and the seniors can't stop?"

"Heh, to put it lightly, the Tang Sect killed my clan and slaughtered my sect, how could this account be easily written off?" Feng Wufu's eyes, hidden under the white hair, revealed a fierce light.

The man over thirty shook his head and said slowly:

"The matter of the Feng family back then, there may be something else strange. The younger generation once consulted the classics of the sect, because the ancestor did not allow the clansmen to mention it, and this matter was only recorded in a few words, but the younger generation still found some doubts from it.

It is true that the Tang family slaughtered the Feng family, but it was the Feng family who picked the head first, and even the so-called strange poison was prepared by the Feng family in advance to deal with the Tang family.

The Feng family wanted to create a scene of infighting in the Tang family, but they didn't want to be discovered by the Tang family first, so the sect master at that time planned and threw the poison into the Feng family's well, which was what happened later. ”

"Hmph, there is no basis for empty words, I sealed more than 100 lives in my family, how can you get over it with a few words?"

Feng Wufu has been looking for a lifetime of hatred, naturally it is impossible to be shaken by a few words, Tang Jian also knew that he would not believe it, and threw out a yellowed letter and said:

"Please also ask the seniors to take a look."

Feng Wufu took the letter, hesitated slightly, or chose to expand, the letter was very simple, there were only two sentences on it: Tonight, poison Tangmen according to the original plan.

"That's it?" Seal useless cold voice.

Tang Jian nodded, "There is no more detail, the seniors can not believe it, and they are willing to fight with you in the next, if they win by luck, they will still follow the will of the ancestors, do not make a move on the Feng family, and ask the seniors to leave by themselves at that time." ”

"What a big breath."

Feng Wufu said, a stone in his hand suddenly shot out, Tang Jian slipped out of his sleeve a folding fan, picked the stone with the fan, and the figure swept up, and the two quickly fought together.

This scene made Tang Zhi and the others on the side look dazed, at the moment, this young man who fought with Feng Wufu and did not fall behind at all, is it really the Tang Jian who can only chant poetry and paint?

……

Mo said that Tang Xin, who was only in his teens, and even Tang Zhi, who was about to sink into the ground with most of his body, was stunned for a while.

He watched Tang Jian grow up, especially after his father died, the child had a lot less smile on his face, locked himself in the room all day long, and even the marriage was handled by their elders.

Because of this, there are a lot of rumors about Tang Jian in the clan, and it is even rumored that he secretly hid a portrait of his aunt in the room, and often took out the painting to think about people in the middle of the night.

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