Chapter 950: Angry Shen Family Patriarch

Shi Feiyan and Senior Brother Jing came to Shen's house but did not go in. He just delivered the letter to the guardian disciple, then turned and left.
Their school does not participate in any struggle.
Otherwise, there would be no royal saying in the hidden gate.
"Junior sister, it's rare to go out. Do you want to go shopping? How many more days?" Senior Brother Jing said to Shi Feiyan.
For them, there is too little time to go out every year. Once they have a chance, they will play more.
Shi Feiyan's eyes were flat and authentic: "Three days later, we will gather at the gate of the city in the afternoon. Three days, is it enough?"
"Sister sister, you still know the brother. Enough is enough, three days is enough. Then I will go to play. Go to the brothel first!"
Senior Brother Jing smiled, then turned into a smoke, and instantly ran away.
There is no way, the teacher's management is too strict, the excellent disciples are okay, there are more opportunities to go down the mountain. If it were an ordinary disciple like Shen Qingteng, he might not be able to go down the mountain for a lifetime.
Shen Qingteng also spent 13 years in Shimen before he was eligible to go home and visit relatives.
Therefore, every disciple cherishes the time when going out to work. Play as much as you can. Anyway, Zhenqi Pill and the best Zhenqi Pill are useless for their current cultivation base, so it's better to be an uncle and enjoy the outside service.
After Brother Jing left, Shi Feiyan also left. She went to a corner and then displayed the flying magic weapon.
She flew into the sky, but did not leave. He didn't go back to the main city of Burning Sun to visit her grandfather, but hovered over the city, seeming to observe what he was looking for.
Perhaps she is looking for Zhang Yifeng.
She wanted to know whether this man, who even she could not see through, could survive this difficulty. I haven't seen him for a few days, how strong is that man?
At the same time, the Shen family.
"Patriarch, someone brought a letter, saying it was left by the Third Young Master." A servant's voice came.
"Ok?"
There was a soft voice in the most luxurious room of the Shen family, and the sound was still floating, the door of the room opened for the first time, and a strong middle-aged man appeared in the servant's sight.
This person is dressed in a golden shirt with embroidered white borders. At a glance, he knows that either rich is noble. It is Shen Nanqi, the head of the Shen family.
"Tell me."
Shen Nanqi directly stretched out his hand.
"Yes."
The servant handed the letter respectfully.
The letters are crumpled and there are gaps everywhere, and even the writing on it appears to be crooked. Fortunately, it is possible to distinguish exactly what word is on it.
Shen Nanqi took the letter, glanced at it, and his expression immediately changed. It was an expression that was so angry that he wanted to kill.
"Find death, seek death!"
Shen Nanqi crumpled the letter into a ball and threw angrily to the ground.
"Go, ask someone to go to White Dragon City, and look up this person Zhang Yifeng! I want this person, there is no dead body."
"Yes, the subordinate will go now." Although the servant didn't know what was written in the letter, judging from the expression of the Patriarch, it was definitely not a good thing.
Just as the servant was about to turn around and leave, the voice of the elder Tianzitang suddenly heard.
"My lord, you are here, your subordinates have important matters to report."
Turning around, the elder of Tianzitang has appeared in the courtyard.
When Shen Nanqi saw the elder of Tianzitang, his eyes lit up: "Shi Wanhe? You came just right. Use the power of the Eighth Hall to find someone for me."
"Patriarch, I will take care of people's investigations. Now I have important matters to report."
"Is it important? It is important to check people for me! I must get the exact information within three days, otherwise, I want you to die!"
Shen Nanqi's voice fell cold. Shen Qingteng was his most beloved son, the hope and pride of the entire Shen family. But now, the hope of the Shen family has been killed. How can this not make him angry!
At present, what is more important than this?
Shi Wanhe didn't know why the Patriarch was so angry, but Shen Qinghong's affairs must be reported. He bit the bullet and said: "My lord! The young master is dead."
"what!"
After listening to Shi Wanhe's words, Shen Nanqi's eyes widened and his expression was unbelievable.
"You say it again!"
"I said, Young Master is dead." Shi Wanhe spoke again.
"Asshole!"
Shen Nanqi suddenly yelled to the sky, and his whole body released a terrifying aura. The door of the room was directly destroyed. Elder Shi Wanhe was also forced to step back a few steps by the sudden appearance. The servant flew upside down and fell heavily to the ground.
A roar can cause such a big movement. Shen Nanqi's cultivation is absolutely innate, and it is not as simple as the initial stage.
"Who did it, who did it!"
Shen Nanqi was frightened and angry. He had just learned the news of Shen Qingteng's death and was in anger. Now he was told that Shen Qinghong was dead. Shen Nanqi can be regarded as an understanding of what is meant by Fu Wushuang, but disaster does not come singly. This is how misfortune does not come singly.
But, who is so bold and dare to provoke the authority of the Shen family? Do you think the Shen family's methods are not enough?
"Is it that Zhang Yifeng again?"
Subconsciously, Shen Nanqi thought of Zhang Yifeng.
That person named Zhang Yifeng even dared to kill Shen Qingteng, why didn't he dare to kill Shen Qinghong?
"Zhang Yifeng? What Zhang Yifeng?" Shi Wanhe was stunned.
"It was not Zhang Yifeng who killed Shen Qinghong?" Shen Nanqi frowned slightly.
If it weren't for Zhang Yifeng, then the authority of his Shen family really disappeared. Any cat or dog would dare to kill his Shen family, it's worth it.
"No, it's a casual repairman named Wen Cuishan. However, Patriarch, what did you mention Zhang Yifeng for? And also..." Shi Wanhe's puzzled voice came.
"Let's read the letter on the ground for yourself."
Shi Wanhe turned his head and saw a crumpled letter in the corner. He picked it up and took a closer look. Shi Wanhe's body was trembling.
The letter stated that Shen Qingteng was killed by a man named Zhang Yifeng from Bailongcheng.
Zhang Yifeng, White Dragon City, is no stranger to him, isn't he the first place in this Junjie Contest?
Taking a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, Shi Wanhe spoke weakly: "My lord, haven't you heard of Zhang Yifeng these days?"
"I'm in retreat these days, and I just left today. What do you mean by that?" Shen Nanqi asked suspiciously.
"Actually, Bailongcheng Zhang Yifeng is a contestant in this contest, and today he won the championship."
"What! Is he a contestant or a champion?"
Shen Nanqi's expression was hard to see the extreme. Doesn't it mean that the other party killed Shen Qingteng, lived in the royal city and participated in the young talent contest.
Arrogant, presumptuous!
Where to put the Shen family!
"Where is the person? Have you gone."
"This...I didn't pay attention to this, but the game has just ended soon, and may not have been out of town."
Shen Nanqi said angrily: "Then what are you still doing here, don't chase after it. Today, you must bring back Zhang Yifeng's first level. By the way, there is that mountain."