When Lin Xuan opened the door, Li Xunhuan had already recovered most of his energy, removed Sun Xiaohong's acupoints, and sat on the stone bed to rest.

It’s not that I don’t want to leave, but that I can’t.

This is the head of the Money Gang, and the masters are Ruyun. Li Xunhuan will not leave until he fully recovers his strength.

The iron gate isolated foreign aid and also isolated the enemy. This stone house is not only a perfect prison, but also a perfect safe house.

If the person who came in was Jing Wuming, Li Xunhuan could have killed someone with one knife.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan came in.

"Do you don't want to live here or want to enter the bridal chamber here?" Lin Xuan quipped.

"If I had the strength, I would have left long ago."

Lin Xuan smiled, then looked at Shangguan Jinhong's body and sighed: "Why are you doing this?"

Shen Lang's return to Middle Earth is both a challenge and an opportunity for Shangguan Jinhong.

If Shangguan Jinhong waited for another two days and Shen Lang had dealt with A Fei's affairs, he would have stopped him like Sun Tianji.

By then, the money gang will completely fall apart, Shangguan Jinhong will get rid of his desire for power and his martial arts cultivation will reach a higher level. Isn’t it a good thing that will lead to a blessing in disguise?

But he finally chose the most difficult path. Although he lost, he deserves respect.

Sun Xiaohong said: "Where is Jing Wuming?"

"I don't know, I didn't see it."

After hearing Sun Xiaohong's reminder, Lin Xuan discovered that Jing Wuming was not here.

There is only Shangguan Jinhong in Jing Wuming's world. Logically speaking, he should be in the Jinqian Gang, but he is not there.

Is there anyone or item in this world that is more important than Shangguan Jinhong?

Lin Xuan didn't know, nor did he want to know. Even if Jing Wuming really had any plans, Lin Xuan was not afraid of him.

Li Xunhuan opened her mouth, as if she wanted to ask something, but she couldn't ask.

Sun Xiaohong is the most understanding. Although she is not happy, she still asks: "How is Long Xiaoyun?"

Lin Xuan frowned slightly, and his voice suddenly became cold: "Long Xiaoyun is just a tool used by Shangguan Jinhong to hit Brother Li's mood. The moment Shen Lang appeared, this tool lost its function.

The money gang is in the name of money, so naturally they will not do business at a loss. A tool that loses its value will never waste half of the copper coins. Also, Shangguan Jinhong hates unrighteous people the most."

Li Xunhuan's face turned blue and white. How could he not know what Lin Xuan said? He just had a glimmer of hope in his heart. Now, Lin Xuan broke this hope without mercy.

Long Xiaoyun was indeed dead. Lin Xuan did not see Long Xiaoyun's corpse, but because of the first-class ability of Jin Qian helping to deal with the corpse.

After so many days, let alone Lin Xuan, even if he called Di Renjie, Bao Zheng, Song Ci, Conan, Jintian and Sherlock Holmes together, he could not find Long Xiaoyun's corpse.

Sun Xiaohong comforted: "This may be a good thing for him. Living is a torture."

Li Xunhuan sighed: "It's easy to kill someone, but it's much harder to let him live well."

No matter who he is to do or what he is to do, his starting point is love, not hate, because he knows that hatred only causes destruction, but love can make people eternal life.

His mind is always so broad, and his personality is always so great.

He may be indecisive and even a little Virgin, but he would never feel uncomfortable when he was with Li Xunhuan.

Li Xunhuan and Shen Lang are the only two gentlemen in the world today. Unfortunately, there is only one left immediately.

Li Xunhuan felt very tired. Not to mention doing anything, he didn't even want to say anything.

Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road.

Li Xunhuan is leaving and goes to settle outside the pass. If he can't come back, he won't come back.

He was too tired and wanted to escape. He was so anxious that he didn't even tell Ah Fei. The only one who saw him farewell was Lin Xuan.

Li Xunhuan's hands and Sun Xiaohong's hands were tightly clasped.

This hand holds the knife too much, and raises it too much, and the knife is too cold and the wine glass is too cold. Now it should be allowed to enjoy the gentle taste.

Lin Xuan handed over a gourd wine: "A Fei's wedding wine, I took a gourd when I left. I drank A Fei's wedding wine, and you also drank A Fei's wedding wine. When will you please come back to us?"

Li Xunhuan took the wine gourd and smiled and said, "I have invited anyone to drink any wine, but I have never invited anyone to drink the wedding wine. Do you know why?"

Lin Xuan's eyes looked desolate: "Because wedding wine is too expensive, if a man wants to invite someone to have wedding wine, it means he has to pay the bill slowly throughout his life."

Li Xunhuan said: "Three years."

No matter who it is mourned for, three years is enough.

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "See you for three years."

Li Xunhuan's departure made Li Xiaofei's flying knife awesome, and there was no Li Xunhuan in the world anymore. It was not until twenty years later, when the September eagle flew, that a handsome young man was stirring up the storm in the world.

Like Li Xunhuan, the young man was a hermit and soon escaped from the quagmire of the world.

Twenty years later, perhaps thirty years, no one knows how long it took, a boy named "Li Huai" used the most authentic Li flying sword for the last time.

Xiao Li's flying knife is a terrifying sound!

The money gang matter seems to be over. A Fei’s wedding has not ended yet. Lin Xuan has no interest in making a wedding chamber, but if he does not tell A Fei about Li Xunhuan in time, A Fei will definitely not have a good night.

In fact, even if Lin Xuan rushed back now, A Fei would not be able to do well.

No one is willing to dance with swords and swords at the wedding, Ah Fei doesn't want to, and Hua Baifeng doesn't want to.

But A Fei had to take action. This was his destiny enemy. He had to take action and no one could stop him.

Jing Wuming.

Jing Wuming violated Shangguan Jinhong's order for the first time and did not look after Gu Tiegu, but went to A Fei's wedding alone.

A Fei looked at Jing Wuming, and a few angry expressions flashed in his eyes: "Jing Wuming, today is not a day for duels. You want to have a duel. After today, you can do whatever day."

Jing Wuming said coldly: "For tooth, the divine dragon has no form."

A Fei's pupils shrank slightly, and he squinted his eyes and said, "You must do it today."

Jing Wuming said: "That's right, you must do it."

"Shangguan Jinhong asked you to come?"

"No, he has other tasks for me, I don't want to do it."

"It's really strange that you actually violated Shangguan Jinhong's order."

Jing Wuming's face became ferocious and distorted, and he said in a voice that seemed to come from hell: "This is the first time I drew my sword for myself. Are you ready?"

A Fei looked grim and said in a deep voice: "I'm ready long ago."

Before he finished speaking, the servant of Shen’s mansion handed over a bamboo sword: “This is what I cut with my own hands. From the moment I saw you, I have been preparing this sword.”

Jing Wuming said: "This is a personal grudge."
Chapter completed!