"Cheng, do you believe this old man's words now?"

Nalan Changsheng's voice sounded, awakening Cheng Feng who was deep in thought.

"Nalan …" Senior, this matter is too miraculous, and the brat was unable to react in time. "

Cheng Feng took a deep breath and suppressed his thoughts: "The words just now clashed a lot, I hope senior would not take offense to it!"

"It's nothing."

Nalan Changsheng waved his hands, not caring in the least, "However, there is something that you need to know."

"I have expended too much energy to bring you to this place a year ago."

"If you can change your fate and soar into the skies in the future, you can ask for ten times, or even a hundred times, to repay me."

"Of course."

Cheng Feng found it hard to suppress his excitement, "As long as I can change the fate of our clan, I'll behead that damned Tiemu Dengke."

"In the future, if Senior needs anything, I will not hesitate to help!"

"En, this matter is not urgent. We can talk about it later."

Nalan Changsheng nodded. "As for now, you should handle your own matters first."

"If you are unable to change your fate, then all of this is just empty talk!"

With that, Nalan Changsheng completely disappeared.

No matter how Cheng Feng searched, he was still unable to find anything.

"Master, are you alright? Why are you talking nonsense now? "

At this moment, Cheng An's worried voice was heard, "Could it be that that bastard Cheng Zhang has turned young master into a fool?"

"What are you talking about?"

Cheng Feng came back to reality and knew that his abnormal actions just now had attracted Cheng An's attention.

However, the matter of the Time Reversal was too terrifying, Cheng Feng did not plan to spread it.

"I just recovered from a serious illness," Cheng An scolded. "My memories are a bit blurry, that's all."

"Give me a hand with this. What's going on in my house recently?"

"Yes, young master."

Seeing that Cheng Feng seemed to not be too injured, Cheng Xie calmed down.

He then briefly recounted the recent events in the Cheng family.

After Cheng Feng heard this, he confirmed that he was back to a year ago.

At that time, he had a falling out with the Cheng Family's San Ye's grandson, Cheng Zhang. Due to his weak cultivation, he was beaten up by him.

He remembered being in bed at that time, and it had taken him half a month to get off the bed to walk around.

"Cheng Zhang, to think that you would dare to kill a member of our family."

A cold light flashed in Cheng Feng's eyes. "If Senior Nalan Yanran did not help me, that beating would have harmed my martial dao foundation."

"In the future, no matter how hard I train, it will still be difficult for me to have any results. I will become trash."

"However, I'll keep this in mind for now. I'll settle it later."

"As for now, we must stop that bastard Tiemu Dengke's marriage proposal immediately."

Cheng Feng remembered it clearly, when he was lying on the bed and recuperating from his injuries.

Then, Tiemu Dengke would officially get married to the Cheng Family and propose to his elder sister, Cheng Qingxue.

At that time, the Cheng Family and Cheng Qingxue did not know of Tiemu Dengke's ugly appearance and mistakenly thought that he was a perfect match.

Thus, he agreed to Tiemu Dengke's proposal, and started the prelude to the Cheng Family's tragic encounter.

Therefore, Cheng Feng had to interrupt his marriage proposal.

Kill the beginning of the tragedy in the cradle!

With a plan in mind, Cheng Feng instructed: "Cheng An, father and the others are here, right? Take me to see them. "

"Master and Master are in the meeting room, waiting for Young Master Tie Mu's arrival."

With that, Cheng An led the way.

After around 10 minutes, Cheng Feng arrived at the Cheng Clan Meeting Room.

At this moment, the Cheng Family's meeting room was decorated with paintings, looking solemn and dignified. It was far from the decadent appearance of a year later.

And in the discussion room, it was filled with Cheng Family.

Amongst them, Cheng Wutian, the patriarch of the Cheng Family, was seated at the head of the table.

On his right side was the Great Master of the Cheng family, Cheng Wentian, and the San Ye, Cheng Qingtian.

On the left side, there was Cheng Feng's father and older sister Cheng Qingxue.

Outside the meeting room, Cheng Feng walked in. When he saw his grandfather, Cheng Wutian, with a head full of black hair. His gentle and refined father, Cheng Xinghe, and his pure and gentle older sister, Cheng Qingxue.

He could not help but feel his nose sour and tears welling up in his eyes.

His previous life, which was to say the things that happened a year later, was too deeply imprinted in his memory. Seeing this scene now, it had a huge impact on Cheng Feng.

"Tiemu Dengke, I must kill you! I definitely cannot allow this tragedy to happen again! "Absolutely not!"

Just as Cheng Feng's thoughts were moving up and down, Cheng Wutian's voice sounded out: "Feng'er, you're actually awake so quickly?"

"This is a good thing. Why do you look so unhappy?"

"Grandfather, today is elder sister's day of celebration. I have lost my composure."

When Cheng Fengqing woke up, he immediately found an excuse.

"He's already sixteen years old, and yet he still cries like that."

Although Cheng Wutian said that, the kindness in his eyes was obvious. "Come over quickly, when your brother-in-law arrives, you better not let him see a joke."

Cheng Feng nodded and went over to her sister Cheng Qingxue's side and asked softly: "Sister, when will Tiemu Dengke arrive?"

"I heard that Dunk and the others will be here by noon, but I think they should be early." Cheng Qingxue had a sweet smile on her face.

Seeing Cheng Qingxue's expression, Cheng Feng couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.