The whole hall was quiet. Everyone looked at Wei Hong like a monster. Even Uncle Sun showed emotion in his eyes for the first time. Although it seemed like a long time just now, in fact, it only lasted for a few breaths.
.
No one expected that Wei Hong would leave immediately, and no one expected that Wei Heng would take action directly. Therefore, even Uncle Sun had no time to rescue him. However, by the time he could react, Wei Heng had already been bombarded.
Flying.
"call!"
Wei Hong took a long breath, and his face turned slightly pale. The attack just now consumed a lot of his energy and martial spirit, but the effect was quite good.
Looking at Wei Heng lightly, Wei Hong looked at Uncle Sun again: "Uncle Sun, this matter is indeed true. As for how I killed those people, this is my secret. Forgive me.
It’s not convenient to speak directly, but in the end, I still hope that the Presbyterian Council will take this matter seriously.”
After saying that, Wei Hong was about to leave, but Wei Heng suddenly had the strength to stand up and said angrily: "Wei Hong, how dare you do the following and be captured without restraint."
Wei Hong stopped, looked at Wei Heng, and said disdainfully: "Idiot."
"You..." Wei Heng suddenly felt his energy and blood rising. At the same time, he looked at Uncle Sun and was about to speak. However, he only heard Uncle Sun say: "Come here, send Wei Heng down to rest.
As a deacon, he took action at will. Now, Wei Heng is removed from his position as deacon."
As soon as Uncle Sun finished speaking, Wei Heng showed a hint of shock, and then he couldn't control his energy and blood anymore. He vomited several mouthfuls of blood and passed out.
"Uncle Sun, although Wei Heng took action rashly, he was doing it for the good of the Wei family. Isn't this punishment too severe?" After hearing what Uncle Sun said, the second elder Wei Wuya's expression changed and he hurriedly said.
"Humph, what is Wei Heng's purpose? You know better than me. Your son failed in the martial arts competition and actually went out to bully the younger generation in person without sending him to the punishment hall. This is already tolerant enough." Uncle Sun glanced at the two of them indifferently.
Elder, said coldly.
It turned out that Wei Heng was Wei Bao's father. When he learned that Wei Hong had injured his own son, he was naturally angry and wanted to teach Wei Hong a lesson. However, what he did not expect was that in turn, he
He was taught a lesson by Wei Hong.
"It's still too weak!" Wei Hong thought of the battle just now and thought with dissatisfaction. Wei Heng was only a third-grade warrior. With his current strength, the Barbarian King in the world could only use it three times with all his strength.
He must reach the third level of the warrior as soon as possible, otherwise, in the competition a month later, he may not be able to compare with other members of the Wei family. Except for Wei Wuyou and the cheap eldest brother, Wei Song, the strength of the others is also
It won't necessarily be weak.
With this thought in mind, Wei Hong quickened his pace again, preparing to return to the small courtyard where he lived. He told Xiao Ye that he would continue to the Hengshan Mountains. Only through experience can his strength be further improved.
As soon as he entered his small courtyard, Wei Hong was slightly stunned. He saw a woman in her thirties standing in the courtyard. At this time, he heard Wei Hong's footsteps and turned around. It was the woman whom Wei Hong had never met before.
His mother, Song Jia.
Wei Hong was confused as to what this woman was doing here. Looking through his past memories, he never felt Song Jia's motherly love for him. Therefore, Wei Hong just looked at Song Jia indifferently.
Song Jia saw that Wei Hong did not salute her, but looked cold, and felt slightly unhappy. However, she did not take it to heart, but stared at Wei Hong closely and said: "You will Wei Hong?"
Was the leopard defeated?"
"It's just a fluke." Unable to figure out Song Jia's purpose, Wei Hong said softly.
Seeing Wei Hong looking like a stranger, Song Jia felt more and more angry. However, thinking of the purpose of coming today, Song Jia suppressed her anger and said: "In one month, our Wei family's competition will be held.
The competition is not only related to your opportunity to advance into the family, but also related to the fight for the head of the family. Although your father is a first-level martial artist, he was assassinated in the Hengshan Mountains three years ago and his body has never been able to recover. In this case
Therefore, we, the Wei family in Songlin Town, must decide on a successor for the family head in advance and cultivate it with the efforts of the whole family, so that we can lead our Wei family to become stronger."
Speaking of this, Song Jia set her sights on Wei Hong and said: "The successor of the family head must meet two conditions. First, he must be over twelve years old and under sixteen years old. The most cultivated person in this age group must
Potential. The second is talent, and one who is better than his peers in all aspects of his temperament. There are currently only two strong competitors for the head of the family, one is Wei Wuyou, and the other is your eldest brother Wei Song. However, others also have opportunities, such as the grandson of the great elder.
Wei Ming, as well as the slightly older Wei Cheng, Wei Hui, and other Wei family disciples, there may also be new ones coming to the fore."
Hearing Song Jia describe the situation of his generation in the Wei family's big competition, he was somewhat clear about Song Jia's purpose, but he still asked: "What is your purpose of coming?"
Song Jia's age at this time was almost the same as her previous life. Therefore, when Wei Hong asked Wei Hong to call her mother, he really couldn't do it and just used a word of respect.
"I want you to kill your big brother's powerful competitors one by one." Song Jia didn't care about Wei Hong's tone, but stared at Wei Hong closely and said softly.
"My strength may not necessarily defeat others." Wei Hong heard Song Jia's tone, a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he said perfunctorily.
"This is not a problem. You just have to do your best. Moreover, you have to consume Wei Wuyou and others as much as possible. After all, these people are all powerful contenders for your eldest brother's family head. Finally, help your eldest brother take the position of family head.
From now on, you will become the sword in your eldest brother's hand, cut off all opposition forces, and let your eldest brother secure his position as the head of the family." Song Jia had already heard about Wei Hong's performance in the arena, so although Wei Hong
You may not be able to defeat everyone, but at least you can become Wei Song's powerful helper in the future.
Wei Hong's face changed, and anger flashed in his eyes. If Song Jia just asked him to help, Wei Hong might help for the sake of this body. However, Song Jia's words made Wei Hong's heart rise.
Anger.
If we follow Song Jia's words, then he will basically be in the shadow of Wei Song for the rest of his life. Not to mention that he wants to pursue martial arts, I am afraid that he will lose his freedom in the future. Wei Hong cannot agree to this situation.
"I'm sorry, it's hard to be angry about this matter. My ambition is to pursue the peak of martial arts. I can't stay in Pinewood Town forever." Wei Hong suppressed his anger, looked at Song Jia calmly, and said softly.
"Pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts?" Song Jia shook her head disdainfully and said, "You just relied on luck to break through to the second level of martial arts. With your qualifications, no matter how hard you work, you can only advance to the third level of martial arts. You still want to pursue martial arts?"
Peak, wake up!"
"No matter what, I will not stay in Pine Forest Town forever." Wei Hong shook his head slightly and said firmly.
"You..." Song Jia could no longer control her anger at this time, and she was about to slap Wei Hong in the face with a fierce slap. However, Wei Hong blocked it, holding Song Jia's arm.
Then he threw it away and said calmly: "I have the right to choose."
"You're so mad at me! I don't have a disobedient son like you!" Song Jia looked at Wei Hong like a stranger and said angrily, then, with a chop of his feet, he left the courtyard.