Zheng Yongzhang narrowed his eyes and looked at the figure standing in the snow with a deep look like a stone statue that stood tall in the sky. He thought to himself that after planning for so many years, he could not match the shocking battle of this young man.

"Brother Xiao, I think Master Zuo's words are reasonable. You might as well raise any conditions. Let me talk about them."

At this time, Song Qingzhou could rarely agree.

It is easy for Xiao Shun to destroy the entire Song family, but the Feng family can rely on their power to suppress this matter.

But in the end, dozens of lives were lives, and most of them were innocent. The Song family was kind and righteous, and they felt compassionate.

Xiao Shun pondered for a moment and slowly breathed.

"The Sikong family wore mourning for my brother, knelt down and apologized, sent my brother to bury, and then got out of the river and sea!"

It was snowing heavily and the weather was cold.

Xiao Shun's words passed through the scattered snow curtain, like a spell that killed bones and burned the heart, which made the Sikong family feel a deep despair.

"You might as well kill us just!"

A junior in the Sikong family screamed in sarcasm at the top of his lungs.

"As you wish." Xiao Shun gently flicked the snow falling on his shoulder and walked towards the door of the mourning hall.

"Surpriser Bird, kill!"

Bang!

A cluster of flames ejected from the muzzle of the black hole.

In the blink of an eye, the man's head broke and the bright red blood dyed a large area of ​​crystal white snow red.

hiss!

The onlookers gasped, shocked and frightened, and couldn't help but tremble. The biting cold weather caused layers of cold sweat to emerge from behind.

At this moment, Zuo Zhiyuan barely stood up from the ground, and his body shook for a moment before he stood firm. Several members of the martial arts association rushed forward to support him. At this moment, his chest was still rolling with blood and buzzing in his head. He felt guilty when facing dozens of sad and sad gazes from the Sikong family.

But facing such a situation, in the face of absolute strength, any words appear pale and powerless. If the Sikong family blindly ignores the current affairs, Zuo Zhiyuan will be powerless.

Although Xiao Shun did not kill him, he was already heartbroken. He was defeated fifteen years ago and the same person as today. He is now discouraged and has no fighting spirit. He just wants to finish the matter quickly.

"The head of the Sikong family should go, it's important to save your life."

"For the sake of your Sikong family, you should agree."

The crowd also advised.

"Father, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, please, agree."

Sikongxing trembled all over, grabbed Sikong Jie's sleeve and begged with a sad face.

Sikong Jie looked as if dead, stood there in a daze, without saying a word.

"I am willing to wear mourning clothes and do whatever I do. As long as I spare my life, I can do it as a cow or a horse. Please don't kill me, please don't kill me, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die."

Seeing Xiao Shun coming, Sikongxing let go of Sikong Jie, knelt on the cold and dirty ground with a thud, climbed to his feet and begged in tears.

The other members of the Sikong family, who were already trembling, immediately fell to the ground and begged in unison.

The once arrogant and powerful century-old family has now fallen into this field, and everyone around them feels moved.

The one who was most worried was Zheng Yunhe. At this moment, he lowered his head and hid in the crowd. He was neither leaving nor staying. He only secretly expected that the two of them had never been masked, and Xiao Shun did not know him.

Chu Jingtong had the same mood as him, standing among the crowd with a sad expression.

Not to mention that his son was deposed by Xiao Shun, even if he was killed, he, a father, would probably be powerless to avenge him. Now he just wants to end his itinerary here as soon as possible and return to Xiazhou.

Sikong Jie's eyebrows and eyes were drooping, unable to hide his sadness.

Oh my God, I have just taken over as the head of the family for a few days, and now the Sikong family is about to be destroyed in my hands. How can I face the Sikong family ancestors in a hundred years and how can I meet my father?

Such a great sin, Sikong Jie is not to be jealous of death, but listening to the descendants of the Sikong family who were lying on the ground and begging hard, would they let them die together?

At this moment, I am afraid that only by compromising can we keep the Sikong family from being cut off. If everyone is gone, what's the use of dignity, wealth, etc.

"The Sikong family is all due to Mr. Xiao's help." Sikong Jie turned around slowly, bowed deeply at Xiao Shun, his eyes filled with tears, and his words were helpless.

The Sikong family and the people around them all breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone had compassion. They were also afraid that this would not be able to swallow the new head of the family and that dozens of lives of their Sikong family would be ruined in vain.

"Now, let's kneel down and apologize."

Xiao Shun pointed to the urn on the wooden table in the mourning hall and said coldly.

He paused and continued, "My brother will be held in funeral tomorrow. Your Sikong family will go to see you off with mourning clothes and mourning clothes. You must get out of the river and sea within three days. As long as I am still alive, your Sikong family will never step into the river and sea again."

Sikong Jie swallowed and spitted: "Assuming everything by your husband's arrangement."

After saying that, Sikong Jie took the lead in front of Long San's urn and knelt down. Others from the Sikong family also walked over...

The Sikong family matters here, Xiao Shun's eyes quickly flew over everyone around him and asked, "Can the Zheng family be there?"

The audience was silent for a moment.

What should come will always come.

Zheng Yunhe stood in the crowd, with dozens of eyes already looking over, and knew that he could not escape, so he hurriedly pushed away and walked forward.

"Mr. Xiao, here is Zheng Yunhe."

"Do you know why you call me?" Xiao Shun asked with his hands in his arms, glanced at him.

Zheng Yunhe nodded slightly and said in panic: "My son has offended you before, and he has received the punishment he deserves. He also asked Mr. Xiao to ignore his past grudges. The Zheng family will be sent by Mr. Xiao in the future, and he will never be discouraged!"

"Master, he did what my fifth grandfather did." Song Ling'er said at this time.

Zheng Yunhe's face suddenly changed. At this time, the girl from the Song family said something, so she wanted his life.

The Song family has always been very close to Xiao Shun, and he knew that, otherwise Song Zhenhai would not have pleaded for Xiao Shun. Now it seems that even Song Zhenhai underestimated this young man. With his strength, why should anyone plead for him and protect him?

"Kneel down!" Xiao Shun's tone was gentle but exuded an unrefusing power.

Zheng Yunhe was stunned for a moment, and immediately his legs became weak and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Not for me." Xiao Shun reminded.

Zheng Yunhe suddenly realized and quickly turned to the three grandparents and grandsons of the Song family, and said tremblingly: "Old Song, I was wrong. I know it's too late to say anything now. Brother Lianghai can never stand up again, but... I am willing to compensate you, you can do as much as you want. I just hope that you have a lot and spare me this time."

Zheng Yunhe begged incoherently, and Song Zhenhai sighed lightly and looked at Xiao Shun.
Chapter completed!