At the main gate of the Gao family, two majestic stone lions looked at the pedestrians passing on the street, their hideous demeanor and realistic charm made many people unconsciously slow down their pace when they passed here, and even their voices were much lighter.

In the surprised eyes of passers-by, a young man walked towards the gate of Gao's house with steady steps, he was dressed in a blue shirt, his face was very cold, and the light in his eyes was like a sharp light, which made the hearts of those who looked at him tingle.

"Who are you?" In front of the main entrance, two stout men, standing on both sides of the gate, each holding a large knife, crossed over to stop the young man, and then asked.

The next moment, a strong momentum suddenly erupted from the young man's body, and the eyes of the two men were full of horror, under this threat, they could hardly move the slightest, and sweat instantly soaked the clothes behind them. Fortunately, the powerful momentum only lasted for two breaths, otherwise they would have been crushed to their knees by the momentum.

"Immortal cultivator. The two men looked at each other in shock, their eyes full of horror.

"I want to see the master of your house. The young man said lightly.

"Wait a minute, I'll go and report it. One of the men immediately rushed to report it, not daring to delay in the slightest.

Both of them are descendants of the Gao family, but because they don't have spiritual roots, they can't enter the core of the Gao family. There are also many immortal cultivators in the Gao family, but few people can make him feel such a huge pressure, in the face of such a distinguished guest, how can he dare to slack off, otherwise even if the other party does not blame him, the family will probably punish him heavily.

Gao Songlin was reading quietly in the study, but where could he read it, his heart was irritable. He also loves his daughter very much, but he can't even give his daughter happiness, and he even has to sacrifice his daughter to temporarily protect the Gao family.

But what can he do? Could he just bear to watch his family members being slaughtered silently?

"Master, there is a young immortal cultivator with advanced cultivation outside, asking to see you!" the housekeeper of the Gao Mansion walked quickly to the door of Gao Songlin's study, stood still outside the door, and said loudly.

Although the Gao family is an immortal cultivator family, not all of them are immortal cultivators, and people who have spiritual roots are very rare after all, so the Gao family's immortal cultivators only account for a very small part, but they have great power, and almost all the power of the Gao family is held by immortal cultivators.

The housekeeper of the Gaofu needs to manage the trivial affairs of the family, and the power of managing such a huge family can be described as great, but the immortal cultivator thinks very highly of himself, where would he be willing to run around for some trivial matters, so the Gaofu housekeeper is just a diligent clansman in the family, not an immortal cultivator.

Although the housekeeper of Gaofu is not an immortal cultivator, but because of his long-term dealings with immortal cultivators, his eyes are very vicious, and he sees people quite accurately.

In the living room, Gao Songlin secretly looked at the young man.

He is about twenty years old, dressed in green clothes, with a cold face and a slightly thin body, but it gives people a feeling of calm like a mountain. There was not the slightest mana fluctuation from his body, but it faintly gave people a feeling of suffocation.

"I don't know Gongzi's surname, what advice do you have when you come to Gaofu?" Gao Songlin suddenly became alert in his heart, he knew that the other party's cultivation was far better than his own, but even so, his face still did not change at all, he just hugged his fists and smiled.

The young man glanced at the butler standing respectfully in the hall without a trace, then took a cup of tea and took a sip gently.

Gao Songlin understood and ordered the housekeeper to listen to orders at any time outside.

"I heard that the head of the Gao family is going to marry his beloved daughter to the second son of the Tao family, I wonder if this is true?" After the housekeeper left, the young man went directly to the topic and asked.

"Hehe, the son is really well-informed, this matter is indeed true, the three major families of Qinglin County are in the same breath, this marriage, the relationship between my Gao family and the Tao family will go to the next level. Gao Songlin said without blushing and without a beat.

"Old fox, who will believe this?" the young man cursed in his heart.

"Ming people don't say dark words, and the words of the head of the Gao family will deceive the three-year-old doll. Among the three major families, the Tao family is the strongest, followed by the Hong family, in recent years, the Tao family's actions have become more and more obvious, and they have become less and less concerned about the Gao family and the Hong family. In this marriage, the Tao family just wanted to join forces with the Gao family and get rid of the Hong family. It's just that they are dependent on each other, I don't know how the head of the family will protect the Gao family after the destruction of the Hong family?" the young man asked with a smile.

"I don't understand what Childe is saying. Gao Songlin's face changed slightly, but he regained his composure in an instant, he picked up the tea, took a sip of tea, and then replied, his expression calm.

Gao Songlin's Qi cultivation kung fu impressed the young man, and he stopped talking nonsense, he knew that the head of the Gao family would not reveal any useful information until he figured out his intentions.

The young man's right hand tapped the storage bag, and a coffin slowly fell to the ground under his control. The coffin was black throughout, exuding a faint chill, and a thin white mist was wrapped around it.

When the young man's hand was on the storage bag, Gao Songlin immediately watched his every move vigilantly, and if the other party did something wrong, he would not hesitate to make a move. When he saw the young man take out a coffin, Gao Songlin's expression was very gloomy, and the act of giving the coffin was basically equivalent to a direct provocation.

The young man didn't pay much attention to the look of the head of the Gao family, looked at the coffin that exuded coldness, a trace of sadness and gloom flashed in his eyes, and then slowly opened the coffin lid.

I saw a young man lying quietly in the coffin, as if he was sleeping. The young man has clear eyebrows and a high nose, like a handsome boy, and a trace of rebellion can be faintly seen on his face, but his face is very pale, and there is no trace of ruddy in sight, which destroys the charm.

"I am friends with him, and I send him home for burial. Looking at the familiar face in the coffin, Xu Qing sighed softly, suppressed the guilt in his heart, and said softly, as if he didn't want to disturb the resting soul.

Although it was delayed for a long time because of the foundation building, Xu Qing finally sent Gao Han back to the family that gave birth to him and raised him, and it was also an explanation to his relatives.

Now that the news of Yuntian Sect's heavy reward for Xu Qing has spread to every corner of the immortal cultivation world, almost everyone knows about it, so Xu Qing only entered the Gao family after changing his appearance, he didn't dare to guarantee that the Gao family would not betray him, Lin Ruoxi's experience was there, how could Xu Qing dare to trust others easily again?

Thinking of Lin Ruoxi, the peerless beauty who was as light as a fairy and like a fairy in Guanghan, Xu Qing felt a tingling in his heart, and the bitter taste turned a thousand times in his heart, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Gao Songlin looked at Gao Han lying quietly in the coffin in a daze, even if he hadn't seen him for many years, but the familiar feeling would not deceive him, he knew that the young man with his eyes closed in the coffin was his child, the child of his hard life.

Originally, he thought that he was strong enough, cold-blooded enough, and could even ruthlessly sacrifice his daughter to save the family. It's just that when he touched his son's cold face, the tears couldn't help but fall quietly, dripping on his son's face drop by drop, as if he wanted to melt the coldness on his son's face with warm tears.