As soon as she saw Wang Feng wake up, a happy smile immediately appeared on her face.

"Big brother. ”

Lingling's voice was very crisp, and with the newly bought white dress, plus the two cute braids on her head, she was delicate like a doll.

"Well, you've been waiting for a long time?"

Wang Feng got up and walked to the side of the bed, Lingling immediately got up, opened his little arms cooperatively, and was held in Wang Feng's arms.

"Soon, it's only a while, wait for the big brother, no matter how long Lingling doesn't feel long. ”

Lingling smiled, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

"Little girl, she can talk. ”

Wang Feng knocked on Lingling's smooth forehead and scolded with a smile.

"Hee-hee. ”

Lingling touched the place where Wang Feng had been beaten, and smiled even more happily.

"Alright, it's time for us to go. ”

Wang Feng put on Lingling's shoes and walked towards the door with her in his arms.

"Big brother, don't we stay here at night?"

Lingling said curiously.

"No, we're going home. ”

Wang Feng shook his head.

"Home?"

"That's right, go home!"

Wang Feng affirmed.

Outside the door, two clones guarded Wang Feng and Jiang Heng's room respectively, and it seemed that they heard Wang Feng's voice, and Jiang Heng also pushed the door out.

"Go back?"

Jiang Heng looked at Wang Feng and asked, the paleness on his face disappeared a lot. Not only that, but even the injuries that were beaten by those three strong men before were completely recovered, which made Wang Feng a little surprised.

However, he didn't ask, what kind of Qingcang bloodline was not a threat to Jiang Heng, so he was relieved.

"Yes, go back, it's been a long time. ”

Wang Feng sighed a little, fusing the memories of the previous Wang Feng, he also had a strange affection for the home of this world.

I can't say how it feels.

"yes, you haven't been back for four years since you were beaten stupid. Every month, when I send my salary back, my uncle and aunt always ask me to urge you to go back quickly, and they miss you very much. ”

Jiang Heng didn't express his feelings much, but the "they, miss you very much" in his mouth made Wang Feng's eyes a little sour.

In his previous life, he was an orphan, fatherless and motherless. So I don't have a deep understanding of what it's like to not go home for four years. But he still felt a call from his body and soul at this moment, and his urgency was mixed with guilt.

They, I miss you very much.

Wang Feng muttered, and together with Jiang Heng, he walked downstairs. Two doppelgangers followed.

The hall on the first floor seems to have been cleaned up, the corpses, and the blood stains have long been cleaned up, and even the counter has a new look.

The only thing that remained unchanged was that the group of guests who had been dining in the hall were still sitting there.

Wang Feng said that no one was allowed to leave the inn, but they would be mistaken and would not even dare to return to their own room.

After all, a doppelganger of the Xuanyuan period was sitting at the door, and this threat was too great.

"Childe ......"

The only junior in the inn stepped forward.

"Well, after I leave, you can also run for your life, stay here, the Zhao family will not let you go. ”

Wang Feng said softly.

"Yes, thank you, Childe."

The shopkeeper also showed fear on his face when he heard this, Wang Feng was right. The shopkeeper here is a member of the Zhao family, and now that he has been killed, he will definitely not be able to escape the punishment of the Zhao family.

For the Zhao family, the lives of monks who gather spirits and double spirits are no different from the lives of miscellaneous servants.

After saying this, Wang Feng didn't say much, and set off to walk out of the inn. Three doppelgangers surround it, one in the front and two in the back.

Those who can use three Xuanyuan stage monks to open the way, I am afraid that Wang Feng is the only one in this Flowing Wind City.

It's still night, and the inn is in the middle of nowhere, and the streets are not as bustling as the main street, but full of tranquility.

The faint moonlight fell on the ground, as if draping a silver veil around it, soft and quiet.

A few people left the inn, and the speed sped up a lot.

After turning a few alleys, Wang Feng and the others came to the edge of a field.

On the other side of the field there is a village called Fengyu Village, which means a good harvest and a surplus every year.

Looking at this familiar and somewhat unfamiliar country road, Wang Feng's heart suddenly throbbed.

The nostalgia is even more timid.

It's been four years, four years without going home, and the memories buried in the depths of his mind keep tumbling.

He remembered that when he was a child, he often sneaked to the street along this road to play, and at that time he especially liked to go to the door of the Lanxi Chamber of Commerce.

Because he heard that there were some cultivation exercises there, pills for sale, and if you take one, you can become a world-famous monk who can cultivate.

However, he was cowardly by nature, and even when he went, he watched from afar like a beggar. For this reason, he often reprimanded his family, suing him that the people there were all powerful monks, and murder was common.

Later, he did not go again, but entered the Wang family as a handyman, earning five taels of silver a month.

Five taels of silver is really a lot of money for the broken settlements in these villages.

People like them, who are self-sufficient in the village, don't even spend ten cents a month.

When he first sent it, he would send his wages back every other month, and at that time, everyone in their village praised him for his filial piety.

His parents were even more proud, and they also saved the silver he got back, saying that it would be used for him to marry his daughter-in-law in the future.

Scenes from the past emerged at this moment, and Wang Feng's eyes were warm.

His parents are frail and sickly, and most of their financial resources are their own wages.

Later, he was beaten stupid, but even if he was stupid, he went to collect his salary every month and handed it to Jiang Heng to send home.

He knew that his parents would have a very difficult time without their own wages, and it was not certain whether they could survive or not.

As a result, Jiang Heng became the only bridge between himself and his family.

Wang Feng found that he had long recognized his parents who suddenly appeared in his life, and he left the Lanxi Chamber of Commerce before and did not go home directly, but chose to wash in the inn and change out of a bloody clothes, the most fundamental reason was that he was afraid that his parents would see and worry.

The wind at night, a little cool and a little soft, hit Wang Feng's face, and there was a hint of grass and the smell of the village.

Jiang Heng was also happy, over the years, Wang Feng's parents have not asked him less about Wang Feng's situation, forcing him to urge Wang Feng to come back.

"Jiang Heng, thank you!"

In the dark night, Wang Feng's voice came, full of gratitude.

"Thank me for what I'm doing, hehe, every time I go to your house, my uncle and aunt cook a lot of delicious food for me. If you continue to be stupid, I will soon become their second son. ”

Jiang Heng grinned, unprecedentedly made a joke.

"Don't be stupid now, you still are!"

Wang Feng said solemnly.

"Hey, hey. Jiang Heng scratched his head when he heard this, he suddenly thought of something, and said: "Wang Feng, what happened in the hall just now, I ...... I can't say ......"

Jiang Heng didn't know what to say, so he paused there.

"Needless to say, who is with whom, as long as someone bullies us, we can overturn them!"

Wang Feng grinned, his face was murderous, and he didn't mind this matter at all.

Jiang Heng was stunned for a moment, and then he grinned, and a wordless trust echoed between the two.

"Okay, knock them out!"

Jiang Heng was infected by Wang Feng, and nodded heavily, extremely serious

Ling Ling looked at the murderous faces of the two in Wang Feng's arms, and his big eyes flickered, like a diamond in the night.

The three doppelgangers walked along the path for about a cup of tea in the dark night, and faintly, the outline of Fengyu Village appeared in the distance.

Wang Feng has now broken through the Xuanyun Period, and logically speaking, he can fly with a sword.

Only, he won't.

He asked the system at the inn, and the system's answer was very concise.

Edgeworth flight requires Xuanyun period cultivation, mystical weapons, and swordsmanship, all three of which are indispensable.

He satisfies the first two.

So, he asked the system with a shy face if there was any swordsmanship.

The answers received were still very simple.

No.

Wang Feng is no stranger to the system's behavior of dropping the chain at a critical moment. It's just that as an outstanding and outstanding otaku in the 21st century, flying is his best yearning, except for the group of wives and concubines, of course.

Without one of the three things, Wang Feng now understands the shortcomings theorem. How much water a bucket can hold is not the longest plank, but the shortest.

In the same way, wanting Edgeworth to fly is not based on how many conditions you meet, but on how many conditions you don't meet.

Getting closer and closer to Fengyu Village, Wang Feng's mind was suddenly moved by this love of returning to his hometown.

After gathering his mind, he straightened his clothes without a trace, and the speed under his feet increased a lot.

Jiang Heng, who was behind him, also gradually smiled.

After being urged for so many years, Wang Feng was finally brought back.

A gust of wind hit, with a coolness, Wang Feng's body suddenly froze, and he raised his eyes to look into the distance.

"It smells of blood!"

Jiang Heng behind him said in a deep voice.

Since awakening the Qingcang bloodline, he has improved by leaps and bounds in terms of strength, smell and vision.

"Yes, there is blood!"

Wang Feng's originally calm eyes suddenly became sharp.

The speed of the two of them suddenly increased several times, and they rushed towards Fengyu Village.

With less than half a cup of tea, Wang Feng and the three of them arrived at the edge of Fengyu Village.

A thick smell of blood pierced through the night and rushed to the face.

Wang Feng's face was extremely gloomy.

It was pitch black, and all the households in the entire Fengyu Village were pitch black.

There was silence, not even the sound of poultry and dogs barking.

"Let's go, go to my house!"

Wang Feng said coldly, hugged Lingling, and dodged towards his home.

Jiang Heng, doppelganger, followed!

All the way through, it was all blood.

None of them lived!

It didn't take long for the two dilapidated houses of his house to appear in front of him.

The lights are on!

Wang Feng's heart tightened, and he came directly to the gate.

In the living room, a man and a woman, about forty-five years old, but with gray sideburns, look like they are old and unmatched for their age.

This person is his parents, Wang Min and Shen Qiulan.

A kind of kindness thicker than water rose from the bottom of Wang Feng's heart, but the state of the two of them at the moment really made Wang Feng's eyes red.

Both were tied up and thrown to the ground at random. They all seemed to have been beaten, and there were still two pools of blood on the ground, and their faces were pale, and they were lying unconscious on the ground.

PS: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I can't get in the background again, and I always say that the network is abnormal, and it's terrible. Pity me, a computer blind man, can only use the mobile network of the mobile phone as a hotspot, tossing for a long time, and finally spread...... I was touched by myself...... It is estimated that it will be around half past eight in the evening, thank you for your support. In addition, ask for a recommended collection, hehe, I was asked why I am so thick-skinned, and you will understand it when you read the book.