Early one morning, Yang Feng hurried back to Qingtie Mansion. He became the biggest winner. Ye Long's mentality was probably exploded. It was too exciting for Ye Long to stay in the military camp.
Perhaps because the beast tide was over, Yang Feng felt that the sunshine today was much warmer than usual as he walked on the road.
After walking for most of the morning, the shadow of Qingtie Mansion appeared in front of Yang Feng.
The beast tide is over, and the City Lord's Mansion is now very busy. The soldiers guarding the city wall and the City Lord's Mansion's government officials are busy repairing the damaged city walls and city defense formations.
The disciples of the four major families have all retreated to their own homes to recuperate. This time the four major families of the beast wave also suffered heavy losses, and they may not be able to recover in the next ten years.
"Is that the heir apparent of the Yang family?"
"Send a letter to the chief registrar quickly and tell him that the heir apparent of the Yang family is back!"
"Oh, the Yang family is really in trouble. The beast wave has just ended, but within the family..."
"Stop talking nonsense. There are many ways to do this. You are still young. Look more and talk less."
All the city defenders saw the scene of Yang Feng killing everyone in the beast horde. Everyone in the younger generation worshiped Yang Feng as an idol, so Yang Feng was recognized as soon as he appeared under the city wall.
Feeling the revitalized atmosphere in the city, Yang Feng smiled happily, but there was some worry in his eyes.
Although the beast tide disaster had many twists and turns, it was finally eliminated. However, history has also undergone earth-shaking changes. If you tamper with history in this way, everything in your memory will change or disappear. In addition, history itself has appeared.
The deviations and various speculations made Yang Feng feel a little nervous.
"Prince Yang, the shopkeeper invites you."
Originally, Yang Feng wanted to go home to report that he was safe, but as soon as he entered the city, he was blocked by people from Jubaofang.
"Tell the boss that I will come to visit you tonight."
Murong Fu, the little fat man, just wanted to ask me about what happened on Caiyun Mountain. How could such a trivial matter compare to going home to report that he was safe?
"Prince Yang, the big shopkeeper said that the matter is urgent, so you must go to Jubaofang first. Please don't put me in trouble."
Seeing the helpless smile of the waiter, Yang Feng frowned, and finally waved his hand: "Lead the way."
Although Murong Fu is careful and thoughtful, he can also distinguish priorities. Since he said that the matter is urgent, it means that something big must have happened in Qingtie Mansion, and it is also related to himself.
After the beast tide ended, Jubaofang naturally resumed business. People from the other three major families gathered in the hall to discuss purchasing a batch of medicinal materials and finished elixirs.
"Yang Feng?"
Seeing the waiter walking in with Yang Feng, the three families all showed strange expressions.
"Prince Yang, the boss is waiting for you in the backyard. You can go on your own."
The waiter pushed open the courtyard door and looked at Yang Feng with a smile.
The expressions of everyone in the hall were caught in Yang Feng's eyes, and his heart couldn't help but skip a beat, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
In the courtyard where the flowers and plants were in full bloom, Murong Fu was pacing with a frown on his face. His face was pale around the stone table, and his clothes were still stained with blood spots. It looked like he had just experienced a battle.
"Stop shaking, I'm feeling dizzy."
Zhou Zheng knocked on the stone table and said dissatisfied.
"Then tell me how to explain it to Yang Feng?"
"Explain to me what?"
As soon as Murong Fu finished speaking, Yang Feng strode over with a gloomy face.
"I've met Mr. Three."
Seeing that Zhou Zheng was also there, Yang Feng still bowed his hand politely. Murong Fu had people stop him halfway and tried every possible means to prevent him from going home. In addition, the expressions of everyone in the three major aristocratic families, all kinds of signs told Yang Feng that he was leaving.
Something happened at home on this day!
Murong Fu pondered for a long time, and finally said with a solemn expression: "Yesterday when the Paradise Flower was ripe, the residence of the third elder of the Yang family was bloodbathed..."
In an instant, the air in the entire hospital became cold, and boundless murderous intent began to breed around Yang Feng.
"Listen to what I have to say first!"
"When the city lord's palace servants counted the corpses, they did not find the corpses of your mother and sister. The dead were all family members and servants of the third elder's family."
After hearing that his mother and sister were okay, Yang Feng's murderous intent softened slightly, but his eyes were still cold.
"If the shopkeeper has nothing else to do, I will go back first."
"Listen to what you have to say!"
Zhou Zheng frowned, and with a flick of his finger, an illusory page filled with text directly sealed the exit door.
"My people found your mother last night. She was not injured or mentally damaged. She just passed out from shock. But your sister... still hasn't been found."
"Bang!"
The bricks and stones under Yang Feng's feet instantly shattered, countless sword energy lingered around him, and the cold murderous intent almost froze the entire courtyard. The vibrant flowers, plants and trees shattered into powder with a muffled sound.
"Mr. Three, please remove the ban, otherwise don't blame me for breaking your ban!"
Murong Fu nodded towards Zhou Zheng, and then Zhou Zheng sighed helplessly, pinched it with his big hand, the illusory pages dispersed, and the door opened.
"Yang Feng, I am still investigating your sister's matter. If there is any news, I will send someone to you."
Murong Fu shouted at Yang Feng's back.
"Do you think so highly of him?"
Zhou Zheng snorted, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Murong Fu smiled bitterly and shook his head without explaining too much. The sword slaves had come back last night. All the sword slaves in Caiyun Mountain had reported in detail. When Murong Fu knew that behind Yang Feng stood a figure from the peak of Tongxu or even Dongming.
When he became a big shot in the world, Murong Fu had decided to have a good relationship with Yang Feng at all costs.
Even if his father knew about this decision, he would agree with it. The Daxu Dynasty was only at the peak of Tongxu, and an old monster in the cave realm could make a profit without losing money.
"I prepared a Qingfu Dan for you, which should be able to temporarily suppress your injuries. Do you know the details of the other person who fought you last night?"
Murong Fu placed a maroon box in front of Zhou Zheng and asked seriously.
"I don't know, but he is definitely not a person from the Soul Worship Cult. The aura on that person's body is very terrifying. Facing him, I feel like a tiny ant. Even with the teacher, I have never felt that kind of despair. If it weren't for him
His cultivation level is only at the early stage of the Heaven Transformation Realm, so he may be someone from the upper world."
"A god who seems to have fallen into the mortal world?"
Murong Fu's face became increasingly uglier as he listened to Zhou Zheng's description. If the other party was really a god who fell into the mortal world, then what was the reason why he took action against the Yang family? Was it Yang Feng? Or was there something else about the Yang family that attracted him?
"Mr. 3, it's better to go heal your wounds first. I have passed this matter to my father. I believe the Imperial City will make a decision soon."
…
Yang Feng galloped all the way, and when he arrived at the Third Elder's Mansion, there was only a pile of ruins left in front of him. The government officials of the City Lord's Mansion had sealed off the entire mansion, and there were people patrolling it all the time.
"Your Majesty, are you back?"
The disciple responsible for delivering the news couldn't help but look happy when he saw Yang Feng coming back.
"Where is my father?"
If something happened to his mother and sister, Yang Ao would definitely go crazy.
"The patriarch is at the ninth elder's residence. The attack on the third elder's residence was a provocation to the Yang family. The patriarch is discussing with the three elders how to handle this matter."
Before the disciple of the Yang family could finish speaking, he felt a flash before his eyes, and Yang Feng had disappeared.
"Clan leader, this must have been done by Yang Xiao, we must not let him go!"
"Palace Master Zhao said that during the beast tide, anyone who dares to cause trouble behind his back will never be let go. Let's just go directly to the Palace Master to seek justice!"
"Calm down, everyone. We have no evidence to prove that it was Yang Xiao who did it. There will be no results in rashly searching for the Lord of the Palace!"
"Lao San, your whole family was killed by Yang Xiao, why are you still speaking for Yang Xiao?"
…
In the quaint conference hall, the three elders were arguing endlessly, while Yang Ao frowned and fell into deep thought.
"Three elders, please stop arguing."
At this time, Yang Feng suddenly pushed the door open and entered.
Seeing Yang Feng's three elders shut their mouths at the same time, they all walked up and started to care about whether Yang Feng was injured. Yang Ao was also pulled back from his meditative state. Looking at Yang Feng's energetic look, Yang Ao's gloomy face finally cleared up.
A smile appeared.
"How is mother now?"
Yang Feng walked to Yang Ao and asked in a deep voice.
"I haven't woken up yet, but there should be nothing serious. I'm just weak and fainted from shock."
Yang Feng nodded, and then continued to ask: "Do you have any ideas about the attack on the third elder's mansion?"
Although Yang Xiao was the most likely, Yang Feng had not forgotten the thief from the Soul Worship Cult whose arm he had broken off. He would most likely vent his anger on his own relatives.
"I don't have a clue yet. I rushed back to the Third Elder's Mansion after receiving the news yesterday. The remaining atmosphere at the scene was disturbed. The entire mansion was crushed by an inexplicable force, leaving no evidence at all."
"Crush?"
Yang Feng frowned. If it was crushed, it should have nothing to do with the Soul Worship Cult thieves. If he wanted to destroy the evidence, he could have set fire to the entire mansion. With the power of the hell fire, the entire mansion would be reduced to nothing.
There won't be anything left.
"What did the city lord's palace say?"
This matter is now handed over to the City Lord's Mansion for investigation. Maybe the City Lord's Mansion will have other clues.
"There is no reply yet. The beast tide has just ended, and the city lord's palace is in chaos. The lord of the palace is still in seclusion for recuperation. The king's secretary sent a gold medal catcher to investigate the matter, but so far no news has been sent back.
"
With no clue at all, Yang Feng took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and thought about what to do next.
Xiao Yuling had the jade talisman given to her by herself, so nothing should have happened, otherwise the power fluctuations erupted from the jade talisman would have attracted the attention of the whole city. The other party captured her mother and Xiao Yuling alone. This was obviously aimed at herself, but
I didn't hurt them. Is this a warning?
"The third elder's mansion was attacked, and the people within the clan must be in turmoil. In order to prevent Yang Xiao from taking advantage of the situation, daddy, you have to step forward and leave the matter of finding my sister to your child."
After saying that, Yang Feng hurriedly left the Ninth Elder's mansion. His first stop was the City Lord's Mansion. It was impossible for the gold-medal head catcher not to discover any clues.
