At night, Baoding City.

The snowflakes fall lightly, like the whisper of a lover.

At the end of the street, there is a huge mansion with a magnificent atmosphere, with clouds and trees in the courtyard, which is even more powerful than the two rivers. The bright lights show the glory of seven Jinshi in the past and the father and son three Tanhua.

In a ten years, two couplets written by the imperial pen in front of the door are still there, but the "Li Yuan" in the past has now become "Xingyun Village", and the owner has also changed from "Li" to "Dragon".

Dragon roaring clouds.

Anyone who knows about this matter will not praise "Li Tanhua is so arrogant."

However, some people shook their heads and sighed. Li Xunhuan had made countless friends in his life, but this time it was the most outrageous thing.

Long Xiaoyun's son is called Long Xiaoyun. He is a clever and cute and likable child. He is said to have great talent in martial arts and will be a martial arts rookie in the future.

In an exquisite little building, the young master Long sat cross-legged, his eyes closed.

Suddenly, Young Master Long opened his eyes and his eyes flashed. There was no movement on his body, but his body seemed to be lifted up by an invisible force. He jumped up and stood up, his arm fluttered, and punched without warning.

boom!!

In an instant, the airflow collapsed layer by layer, and the fist waves rolled, as if a hurricane had emerged from the plain, sweeping the surroundings.

If there are martial arts people here, they will probably fall.

A child under ten years old can use such boxing skills, which is really shameful to countless masters.

"It is only a bit powerful to hit someone like this. It is not as soft as before, like a woman."

Young Master Long raised his eyebrows and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After he obtained the golden silk armor, experts came to him every day to provide him with power.

Although the experts in this world are not strong, they cannot withstand many people, and they are endless. The cycle is still very short and they are updated from time to time every day.

The more source power, the more internal energy it will be converted.

To this day, Xia Wuji has finally transformed all the source power into internal power.

The internal force wandered in his body, turning from the original trickle into a surging river.

At this time, Xia Wuji did not say that he was invincible in the world, but he was not afraid of any masters.

"Plum Blossom Steal, catch the plum blossom thief!"

"Plum Blossom Thieves, you can't escape. Come out and die!"

"Even if you have the ability to be enlightened, we will teach you that you will never be buried in death today."

At this moment, a series of shouts sounded from not far away.

Xia Wuji looked in that direction and frowned.

According to the news he received, Li Xunhuan also arrived in Liyuan two days ago.

Could it be this drama?

This is a cheap father, I really have nothing to do in a day.

...

Outside a room, there were about a dozen people holding torches.

"Plum Blossom Thieves, let me be honest. Mr. Zhao and the others are here. Today you can't escape."

A loud laughter came from the room: "Zhao Zhengyi, I knew this was all your tricks." Amid the laughter, a figure swept out of the window like a swallow. The group outside the window shouted and shouted forward, and some people screamed and retreated.

"Li Xunhuan, you were hiding here sneakily in the middle of the night. It turns out that you are the plum blossom thief."

The man spoke with a tall cheekbones, majestic face, and a gray beard, revealing a wide mouth with a drooping corner of his mouth, and he felt even more majestic and heavy, and usually had a three-point murderous aura. It was the "selfless" Zhao Zhengyi, who was a bit afraid of him by everyone in the world.

Long Xiaoyun was also here and shouted: "Don't take action, I promise that brother Li Xunhuan is not a flower picker."

One person suddenly sneered, "Knowing people, not their hearts, but Master Long must have heard of this sentence." This man was as thin as a bamboo pole, with a sallow complexion, but his speech was clear. It was Gongsun Moyun, the "Moyun Hand" who was famous in the world with Moyun's fourteenth hand.

Then, a middle-aged man in the field also said calmly: "It's no joke about this kind of thing. Master Long, you and him have not seen each other for ten years. How can you guarantee him?"

This person is called Tian Qi, and the people in the martial arts world are called Tian Qi. "One stick to the world, three irons are brave enough to conquer the world" is to describe this person, and he is also a well-known figure.

"This..." Long Xiaoyun was speechless and just said sternly: "I must have misunderstood what happened today, so don't do it."

The snow became thicker and thicker, and the dead gray sky was as heavy as it was pressed down.

"Brother, don't say anything more." Li Xunhuan gently stroked the blade in his hand and said slowly: "I know that these three people want to kill me at this moment, but why don't they take action? Could it be that the three of them are unwilling to take credit and are polite to each other."

The three of them turned around with his hands, without saying a word, and letting Li Xunhuan sarcasm, he just turned a deaf ear to him.

In fact, the three of them had long wanted to capture Li Xunhuan and gain fame and wealth, but as long as Li Xunhuan had a knife in his hand, who would dare to be arrogant?

The three of them did not move, so naturally others would not dare to move.

Long Xiaoyun suddenly said, "Brother, they are just kidding you, let's go and have a glass of wine to resist the cold." He walked over with a laugh and held Li Xunhuan's shoulder.

Li Xunhuan's face suddenly changed: "Brother, you--" It was too late to push Long Xiaoyun away.

At this moment, Tian Qiye pulled out a four-foot-two-inch soft stick from behind and thrust into Li Xunhuan's legs like a poisonous snake. But with a "pop", his legs were kneeling down in pain.

Gongsun Moyun made a move like the wind, pointing the seven major acupoints behind him.

Zhao Zhengyi then flew up and kicked him two feet away. He vomited blood and fainted.

Long Xiaoyun jumped up: "Why are you doing this? Let him go."

He roared like Li Xunhuan and rushed over.

Zhao Zhengyi took action like lightning, and he was a little on his weakness.

Long Xiaoyun threw himself to the ground and choked and said, "Brother Zhao, he is definitely not a plum blossom thief. As long as you release him, no matter how serious the crime is, I will bear it for him."

Zhao Zhengyi sternly said: "You are willing to take responsibility for him? But what about your wife? What about your children? Do you think that they are implicated by you?"

Long Xiaoyun's body shook, and everyone started to tremble. Tears couldn't help but shed in her eyes and said tremblingly: "Brother, I'm sorry for you."

His voice was filled with self-blame, with sadness in his self-blame, with tenderness in his sorrow, chivalrous courage...

Anyone who sees this scene will not praise "The Fourth Master Long is righteous."

"Who? It's the big night, howling, is your father dead or your mother dead?" But at this moment, an impatient voice sounded, breaking the original atmosphere.
Chapter completed!