Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

Song Sisi returned to Black Cloud Castle with a face full of anger, like an angry little lion, and got angry at the little maids who served her. Her cherry mouth opened and closed like a machine gun, scolding her. The maids stood in a row, lowered their heads, and dared not breathe.

Song Sisi sat down, turned to look at the middle-aged man, and began to complain incessantly: "Dad, you don't know how hateful Sun Xiaoxiao is! She begged me to visit her house again and again, but I ended up meeting a group of ragged and dirty beggars. It really disgusted my eyes! Humph, this month, I will cut off her family's vegetable supply, making her and her family... hehe..."

Song Sisi talked for a long time but got no response from her father. She pouted in displeasure: "Daddy, why don't you pay attention to me? Did you hear what your daughter said?" Her big watery eyes stared at her father, looking cute and well-behaved. However, at this moment, her heart was full of confusion and grievance.

The man sat there quietly, motionless, as if he had turned into a sculpture. His eyes were red, tears welled up in them, but he tried hard not to let them fall. His hand was tightly holding a letter.

Song Sisi noticed the letter in her father's hand, and she curiously leaned over to see what was written on it. But the man quickly put the letter away, as if he was afraid of being seen by others.

"Dad, what is that letter? Why don't you show it to me?" Song Sisi couldn't help but ask.

The man was silent for a long time, as if time had frozen at that moment. Finally, he slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with endless sadness.

"Sisi, this letter was urgently delivered by a secret agent. You...your brother, he...he is gone!" The man's voice was low and trembling, and every word was extremely difficult to say.

Song Sisi's eyes widened, she couldn't believe what she heard. Her mind was blank, unable to understand what her father meant by "gone".

How could her brother be gone? Didn't he go to the mysterious Immortal Valley to investigate the situation and lead everyone to take down those stinky women in one fell swoop?

"No! This is impossible! Dad, you must have made a mistake! My brother just went on a long trip and he will be back soon! Have you forgotten?" Song Sisi's voice was obviously filled with tears. She shook her head desperately, trying to deny this cruel fact.

However, the man took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He gently stroked Song Sisi's hair and said in a gentle tone: "Child, Daddy also hopes that all this is a misunderstanding, but the news in the letter is true. Go to the room and accompany your mother, and let Daddy be alone..."

"No! No! I don't believe it! This is not true..." Song Sisi's tears burst out of her eyes like a flood, and she threw herself into her father's arms, releasing her inner grief. The man hugged his daughter tightly, feeling her pain and despair, and his own tears burst out.

"Who, who dared to kill the young master of Black Cloud City!" Her face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and her eyes flashed with anger. She grabbed the letter on the table tightly, unfolded it, and read it eagerly.

In a glance, she had already taken in the entire content of the letter: "... a group of refugees? There is even a woman named Song Jixiang?..."

Her voice was filled with endless murderous intent and hatred, as if it wanted to swallow up the entire world.

"Song Jixiang, Song Jixiang, I will make sure you are tortured to death and cut into pieces, so that you will not die a good death..."

hiss--

Good luck! Good luck Song!

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's body trembled violently as if he was struck by lightning. He subconsciously pressed his temple and muttered to himself: "Why does this name sound so familiar..."

Various images began to flash through his mind, but he could not capture the key memory point. He frowned and fell into deep thought. This name was like a key that seemed to be able to solve a mystery, but he could not find the corresponding door.

"I must have heard this name somewhere before..." The middle-aged man kept muttering, trying to evoke memories deep in his heart. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not remember anything related to Song Jixiang.

As time went by, he became more and more anxious. This name was like a ghost, haunting his mind. He knew that if he couldn't figure out the reason, he would be troubled forever.

He tried to recall.

hiss--

He cried out in pain, his face turned pale, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.