"Gambling Stone Conference."

"It's finally the day."

Song Feng muttered to himself, the first time he learned about the Gambling Stone Conference, he still learned about it from Lei Xin's mouth.

But in just one week, too many things have happened.

And he will not fight for the Lei family again.

"No matter what, I'm the winner of this gambling stone conference!"

Song Feng was full of confidence.

Whether it is the next auction of the magic capital, or to participate in the magic capital gambling stone competition, it will be a way for him to get around.

Therefore, he must win this gambling stone conference!

"No matter, tomorrow's business, tomorrow's talk, let me go back and study what this plaque is."

Song Feng shook his head, temporarily suppressed his thoughts, and returned to Song's house with the plaque.

Because of Song Ji's affairs, Old Man Song has been depressed and locked himself in his room all day long.

Originally, Song Feng wanted to comfort him, but after knocking on the door for a long time, he never responded.

"Third brother, you're back."

At this time, Song Bo came over with a bowl of porridge, and when he saw Song Feng, he smiled bitterly.

"Second brother."

Song Feng nodded and asked, "Grandpa still doesn't eat anything?" ”

"Yes, big brother..... Song Ji's incident made his grandfather heartbroken, and he kept saying how to find his own grandson. ”

Song Bo sighed and shook his head.

After this period of encounter, Song Bo is no longer as angry with Song Feng as before.

Now, Song Bo finally realizes that nothing will be more important than family affection.

For his eldest brother whom he has never met, he has always been worried and worried, and I don't know how he has been doing for more than 20 years.

"Don't worry, second brother, I will definitely bring my eldest brother back, whether it is alive or dead, I will give you and grandpa an explanation."

Song Feng saw through Song Bo's thoughts, patted Song Bo on the shoulder, and said with a straight face.

Since learning that his parents are still alive.

It's hard for him to be truly calm.

There is even an intuition that as long as you find your long-lost eldest brother, you can get the whereabouts of your parents!

"Third brother, what happened before ....."

Song Bo looked at Song Feng with a complicated expression.

Thinking that he had targeted Song Feng so much before, and always spread rumors, Song Bo felt very guilty.

"Haha, second brother, when did you become so hypocritical?"

"The past is over, and we're still brothers, aren't we?"

When Song Feng heard this, he immediately laughed.

"We are brothers."

Song Bo was stunned for a moment, and then smiled too, laughing from the bottom of his heart.

"Second brother, I may be very busy for a while in the next period of time, grandpa, I will trouble you to take care of it."

"As for the matter of the heir of the Song family.... I want to wait for this matter to come to an end, discuss it with my grandfather, and let you do it. ”

Song Feng was silent for a moment and said seriously.

"Let me do it?"

"Third brother, you ....."

When Song Bo heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand.

He admitted that he really wanted to be the heir of the Song family, after all, no rich second generation was willing to live in the shade of the elders all his life.

There will always be an ideal of its own.

But now, no matter what aspect of Song Feng's ability, he is far superior to his second brother, and he is the heir set by his grandfather himself, how can he fight for it?

"Second brother, I'm not here."

"The Song family asked me to take over, it will only restrict me, just do me a favor, and the Song family's mess will be handed over to you."

Song Feng didn't give Song Bo a chance to speak, smiled and patted Song Bo's shoulder, then turned around and walked towards his room.

And Song Bo looked at Song Feng's back.

After a long time, he couldn't come back to his senses, until the porridge in his hand was almost cold, he smiled bitterly, and then said in a serious whisper: "Third brother, don't worry, I will definitely live up to your expectations....."

.......

Late at night, Song Feng sat cross-legged on the bed.

There is a faint halo all around, reflecting the moonlight sprinkled in from the window, which looks particularly sacred!

"It's still not enough!"

"The fourth true qi vortex still can't be condensed, but I obviously feel that I have reached the limit, what is the problem?"

Song Feng slowly opened his eyes, frowning, his face full of doubt.

The three true qi vortexes in the body were still spinning, absorbing the spiritual energy entering the body.

Now he has completely stabilized the realm of the triple realm of qi refining.

But it never went any further!

"Forget it, let's put the cultivation matter aside for a while, this kind of thing can't be forced at all."

Song Feng shook his head, feeling very regretful in his heart.

After fighting with that thief powerhouse, Song Feng became more and more eager to gain powerful power, only then could he have enough security!

It's a feeling of near-urgency!

"With my current strength, as long as I don't meet those top masters, there should be few opponents."

"But what level of existence did that guy have last time in the burglar door?"

"Will there be a more powerful character above him?"

Song Feng clenched his fists and looked solemn.

Although Song Ji's internal trouble was solved, the threat of stealing the door was like a knife in front of his head, which made him nervous all the time!

And at this very moment.

Whew!

A strange wind suddenly swept through the bedroom!

"What's going on?"

Song Feng couldn't help but shudder, turned his head to look at the plaque on the table, and said in shock: "It's the evil spirit of this thing!" ”

He rolled over and got out of bed and held the plaque up.

The next moment, a black gas visible to the naked eye poured out of the plaque!

The black qi filled with chill rolled up the evil wind, blowing on Song Feng's face like a knife, and it hurt.

"I found out that something was wrong with this plaque during the day, didn't I expect the prototype to be revealed so quickly?"

Song Feng frowned, thinking that what Zhu Du said about encountering strange things was the evil aura he was referring to!

He has true qi to protect his body, so he is naturally not afraid.

But Zhu Du is just an ordinary person, if he absorbs too much evil qi, it will definitely have a great impact!

"No matter what kind of tricks you have, but now that it's in my hands, you have to be honest with me!"

"It's just a little evil, and you dare to make trouble in front of me, give me practice!"

Song Feng stared at the evil qi that wrapped the plaque, snorted coldly, and directly stretched out his hand and waved out a true qi!

Rumble!

The true qi slammed on top of the evil qi, instantly dispersing some of the black qi.

But before Song Feng could continue to shoot, a strange scene appeared!

I saw that those black gases were condensed again!

"Huh?"

"Can it be automatically recovered?"

Song Feng was stunned for a moment, and looked at the evil qi in astonishment.

I couldn't help but joke in my heart, if the heaven and earth aura he absorbed could also recover automatically like this evil qi, wouldn't he be able to break through the four levels of qi refining soon?

And it was at the moment when he had this idea.

Whoa!

I saw that the evil qi suddenly surged, and finally condensed into four or five black beads the size of a thumb, which fell to the ground with a rattling sound!