He didn't eat for a few meals, but Duan Zixiong was hungry, and he felt very close when he saw the food, as if he hadn't seen good wine and meat for several months, and he was greedy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info swallowed it and pulled a table of dishes to the surface, while Xiu'er stood next to him and smiled at him.

After Duan Zixiong finished eating, because there were other subordinates around, he gestured to Xiu'er, indicating that everything was going well.

After Duan Zixiong finished eating, he entered his room again, rummaged mysteriously for a while, and then walked towards the stove.

At this time, several subordinates were boiling decoction medicine for Duan Yifeng to treat his qi and blood injuries.

"Young Master, why did you come to this place?" a subordinate hurriedly greeted.

"Oh, this way, I'm here to send the decoction to my father, didn't I make a mistake two days ago, I want to behave well in front of my father, let him forgive me, do you think I can bring him the soup?"

"Of course you can, when the lord sees that you are so filial, he will definitely recover soon. Young master, wait a minute, I'll pour the medicine into the bowl first, and then you can bring it over. ”

"Okay, it's okay, you slow down, I'll just wait, don't rush. Duan Zixiong said with Yan Yuese.

Such a low posture and abnormal attitude made a few subordinates unexpected, you must know that Duan Zixiong used to be a sinister and cunning master, they suffered a lot in his hands, but now they have become like another person, they are really difficult to adapt. However, they are also inclined to think that it was because Duan Zixiong had just been punished that they relented.

Duan Zixiong took the medicine and slowly walked towards Duan Yifeng's room. However, as he walked, he looked around and around, and when he came to a tall and dense flower, perhaps the medicine bowl was a little hot, he placed the bowl on the gazebo bench next to it, and then looked around again.

After a while, he picked up the medicine bowl again and continued to walk towards his father Duan Yifeng's room.

"Dad, I've got medicine for you. Duan Zixiong shouted softly, then pushed the door and walked in.

"Master, see how much Xiong'er cares about you, and personally brought you medicine. Mrs. Duan hurriedly invited credit for Duan Zixiong.

Before Duan Yifeng could speak, Duan Zixiong grabbed it and continued: "Mother, look at what you said, I don't care about my father, who else can I care about?" Besides, after all, I realized that I had indeed made a mistake, which made my father angry, and there was a problem with his body, and the child was heartbroken, and he should still be serving medicine and feeding medicine. ”

"Well, you kid will do the same in the future, don't rush to correct your mistakes as soon as you realize them, and then act like you're okay after a few days. Duan Yifeng said.

"How can it be? Dad, don't worry, I'm here to feed the medicine in the future. Duan Zixiong patted his chest and said.

"Come on, it's okay to serve the medicine, just feed the medicine, let's let your mother come." You are so hairy, I can't drink it. Duan Yifeng said.

"Okay, I'll take the medicine later, feed the medicine lady and kiss you. Duan Zixiong said to his mother.

"Okay, as long as the relationship between your father and son doesn't stiffen, like enemies, I can do anything. Come, hurry up and drink the medicine. With that, Mrs. Duan took the decoction from Duan Zixiong's hand and fed it to Duan Yifeng.

And Duan Zixiong stood next to watch Duan Yifeng drink the medicine, his mouth followed his father's mouth shape, and he even swallowed hard.

"Huh, today's decoction doesn't seem to be as bitter as the previous two times?" Duan Yifeng said in surprise.

"Alas, it's not because you're in a good mood today, seeing your son bow his head and admit his mistakes, and personally serve you medicine, I'm happy, of course, I don't feel that the medicine is bitter. Mrs. Duan said.

"Yes, yes, what my mother said is so right, I will never make my father angry in the future, so that you will feel better and better. Duan Zixiong hurriedly agreed.

"Hey, don't say it, this medicine is really not bitter. Come on, I'll drink it up all at once, it's not bitter anyway. Duan Yifeng took the medicine bowl, raised his head and drank it.

Seeing this, Duan Zixiong's eyes lit up and he was very happy.

The same is true for drinking medicine at night, and Duan Zixiong personally brought it to Duan Yifeng, after seeing his father Duan Yifeng drink it, his eyes not only glowed, but even a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The next day, Duan Zixiong got up early and rushed to his father Duan Yifeng's room.

"Dad, how do you feel about your health? Are you feeling better?"

"It's much better, I feel refreshed now, I think I've healed. ”

"That's great, don't you want to ask Zhuo Yifan about the secret of the blood-drinking sword, you should ask him quickly, and kill him after you ask!" Duan Zixiong said.

"Yes, it's been delayed for several days, go ask him now!" said Duan Yifeng and walked towards the door.

"Dad, you haven't brought the blood-drinking sword yet?"

"Oh, yes, you go out first, I'll take out the blood-drinking sword. ”

Hearing this, Duan Zixiong was obviously a little stunned, his father had to carry himself with a blood-drinking sword, and he was obviously still wary of himself.

However, he didn't care at all, but promised his father with a kind of magnanimity.

It's just that as soon as he walked out of the door, Duan Yifeng closed the door, which made him very unhappy, originally he was a little unbearable about the decision he made yesterday, but seeing the situation in front of him, he accepted it calmly, and even applauded his smart decision.

After a while, Duan Yifeng took out the blood-drinking sword, and Duan Zixiong looked at it with a daze, his eyes lit up.

"Dad, your body has just recovered, and the blood-drinking sword is very heavy, so I'll help you hold it. ”

"It's okay, such a heavy sword can just exercise my father's body, I can just take it myself. Duan Yifeng lightly put this topic aside.

Duan Zixiong looked embarrassed at this time, but he quickly adjusted his expression to a normal state, and followed Duan Yifeng in a fart.

Soon, the two came to the cell where Zhuo Yifan was held.

After entering, Duan Yifeng asked Zhuo Yifan to pull out.

"Zhuo Gongzi, don't come unharmed, I haven't seen you for a few days, do you really want to see me...... No, see the blood-drinking sword in my hand?" Duan Yifeng said with a wicked smile.

"You are a despicable and shameless person, you killed my grandfather, and framed Qi Huaishan, let me kill him, and even implicated Qi Ruoxuan. Zhuo Yifan said bitterly.

"How's it going? Isn't it heart-wrenching, isn't it dripping blood in your heart? That's right, killing people, it's a simple thing, but killing people is not such a boring thing, if you make it fun, killing people will be addictive. If you kill your benefactor now, or are you tricked into killing your grandfather by the enemy who killed your grandfather, you must have a different feeling in your heart, this is the joy of killing. Hahaha......" Duan Yifeng laughed.

Zhuo Yifan stared at the Blood Drinking Sword and found that it seemed to be shaking, but Duan Yifeng's hand was still, he thought it was his own dazzle, so he wiped his eyes and found that it was indeed shaking, but Duan Yifeng's hand was still motionless.