C93 (1/2)

In the blink of an eye, Zi Feng had disappeared from everyone's sight. The soldiers looked at each other with stunned expressions and asked each other curiously.

In the end, he could only helplessly shake his head and walk into the mansion. A violet-haired figure gradually appeared in the corner of the empty manor. After a short while, Zi Feng discovered that the so-called head of the Ximen family was in his grandfather's study.

The Netherworld Small White followed closely behind Zi Feng. The way Little White looked around made him seem very funny.

Zi Feng lingered as he looked at the fake mountain in front of him that blocked his line of sight, instantly recalling that day many years ago.

That sunny day, he and his grandparents were in the courtyard, chatting with each other. He still remembered that day. The sky was blue and the clouds were floating. His grandma had told him many stories about his father.

Hearing his father's mischievous look when he was young, Zi Feng foolishly smiled. But now, everything had changed.

Zi Feng's arms trembled as he clenched his fists, walking straight towards the study of his grandfather.

The door was pushed open and an old man with a bit of white hair stood by the window, quietly looking out. This reminded Zi Feng of his grandfather.

In the blink of an eye, Zi Feng appeared in front of that old man.

The Netherworld and Lil 'White also caught up in the blink of an eye. In the end, Lil' White did not forget to close the door. The slightly old man looked at the purple-haired young man who had suddenly appeared in front of him in shock. After a moment, he seemed to recall something and muttered to himself while pointing a trembling finger at Zi Feng, ”It's you. You're the one who appeared on the battlefield?”

The old man trembled as he said these words. Zi Feng looked at him and coldly asked, ”Was my grandfather killed by you?”

The slightly old man doubtfully asked: ”Your grandfather?” From the looks of it, he didn't seem to know who the youth in front of him was referring to.

Zi Feng glared at the old man and said, ”Chu Xiaotian.” Upon hearing the name of Chu Xiaotian, the old man trembled in fear. The voice of the violet-haired youth was filled with fear, as though it came from hell itself.

The old man took a few steps back as he leaned against the window to stabilize his body. He muttered Chu Xiaotian's name to himself. Did you kill him? ”

Zi Feng shouted.

The old man who was leaning against the window suddenly fell to the ground. He still remembered Chu Xiaotian's arrogant smile when he died: ”Old dog Xi Men, in the future, my Chu Family's good son will use your head to worship my spirit in heaven.”

At that time, Xi Men Yu said with an indifferent expression: ”Hur Hur, then I will wait.”

But now, he didn't think that this retribution would come so quickly. His Chu Clan's good son was actually the violet-haired youth that changed the situation with that sword.

The old man's eyes widened as he looked at the violet-haired youth approaching. His face was actually covered in sweat.

Zi Feng squatted down and stared at the terrified old man. He asked, ”Where is my grandmother?” When the old man heard Zi Feng's words, he hurriedly said as if he was grabbing on to a straw of straw, ”This has nothing to do with me. Your grandmother committed suicide.” When Zi Feng heard the old man's words, his body stiffened.

Zi Feng, who had originally been harboring delusions, was now shattered. Zi Feng found it hard to accept this reality. His grandmother, who loved him so dearly, had actually … Tears once again clouded his eyes. He gritted his teeth and bit his lips tightly, looking at the terrified old man with a twitching face. ”Ahhh!”

Zi Feng howled and knelt down while crying. At that moment, Zi Feng suddenly felt that he was alone in this world. The heart-wrenching pain made Zi Feng shed tears in pain and despair once again.

When the old man on the ground saw the violet-haired youth going crazy, he became even more terrified. His shriveled hands trembled and his helpless eyes looked out into the distance. He curled up in a corner in front of the window.

Not long after, the door to the study was opened and a large group of soldiers rushed in. The old man in the corner seemed to see a glimmer of hope as he crawled towards the soldiers. When You You and Xiao Bai saw this hundred year old man's comical appearance, they could not help but find it funny.

When he passed by Zi Feng, the old man was so frightened that his limbs wouldn't obey him and he didn't dare move a muscle. Zi Feng raised his head and looked at the old man beside him. ”Are you afraid of death?” When the old man heard the purple-haired youth's question, he became even more panicked and began to tremble uncontrollably.

After a moment, Zi Feng stood up. In the blink of an eye, Zi Feng and the elder had disappeared from the view of the crowd. The group of confused soldiers were left in deep thought. Why did the living beings in front of them suddenly disappear? In an instant, the entire city was searching for the Ximen family head and the devilish violet-haired youth.

However, those who were busy got nothing in the end. However, on the wilderness west of the city, a purple-haired youth stood in the wind. His eyes were emotionless as he focused on the barren land, while the old man beside him was trembling uncontrollably in the cold wind.

Zi Feng muttered: ”Grandfather, rest in peace!” As he spoke, his hand turned into a blade, chopping down like a trembling figure.

Blood splashed out for three feet as the man fell to the ground with a wail. Zi Feng also closed his eyes and quietly stood there.

After a long while, Zi Feng slowly kneeled on the yellow ground and finally stopped moving.

The Netherworld and Little White also followed Zi Feng and lay on the ground.

The biting cold wind blew against his body, messing up Zi Feng's hair, but it did not disperse the remorse and sadness in his heart. He could not accept such an outcome.