Author: Iron Palm Flying on the Grass

Yihemen.

The top of the main peak.

Outside the courtyard.

Suzaku disappeared without a trace.

Sun Yihe stood under the tree with his hands behind his hands.

The old god was there, staring at the dark red wall, wondering what he was thinking.

tread.

There was a soft sound behind me.

Li Wuji’s nephew, Li Sheng.

"Old Sun."

"Have you noticed something is wrong?"

He leaned down slightly and looked solemn.

After leaving the courtyard, his eyes never left the courtyard gate.

one minute ago.

Li Sheng noticed that there seemed to be a depressing atmosphere exuding in the courtyard.

Even if he is not physically present, he can still feel it.

Li Sheng was concerned about his uncle's safety.

Seeing that Sun Yihe looked strange, he thought he had also discovered something unusual.

"or."

Li Sheng was about to propose going into the courtyard to check the situation.

But now.

"ah?"

Sun Yihe woke up as if from a dream, and his eyes returned to reality.

"What the hell?"

"I was thinking that the paint on this wall seems to be peeling off a bit."

"It's better to find someone to make up for it in the next two days."

"."

Li Sheng was speechless.

But he knew in his heart that without Sun Yihe's consent, even if he wanted to force his way in, he would never succeed.

"Okay, okay."

"Do not worry."

"Nothing will happen to your uncle."

"Do you really think that he is the president of the martial arts association for nothing?"

He saw Li Sheng pacing back and forth anxiously behind him.

Sun Yihe picked his ears and could only explain.

"But."

Li Sheng spoke anxiously.

He lost his mother when he was young, so he was adopted by Li Wuji and practiced martial arts with him.

Li Wuji claimed to be his uncle, so he called him uncle.

But in Li Sheng’s heart,

Li Wuji was a father-like existence to him.

Started five years ago.

Li Sheng watched as the other party changed from the most powerful president of the martial arts association to the frail old man he is today.

He secretly vowed in his heart to protect Li Wuji.

"Stop it."

Sun Yihe raised his hand to stop him.

"I will take action when necessary."

The old man said.

Close your eyes slowly.

Upon hearing this.

Li Sheng's tense heart relaxed slightly.

But his eyes never left the courtyard gate from beginning to end.

Chen Sheng

Li Sheng's eyes narrowed.

From the first moment he saw the other person, he saw something very familiar in Chen Sheng.

Indifference to life.

Li Sheng had only seen this feeling from those wanted criminals who had killed countless people.

But all the wanted criminals he had seen combined.

None of them gave him such a strong sense of threat as Chen Sheng alone.

Li Sheng secretly made up his mind.

Regardless of the conversation between Li Wuji and Chen Sheng.

He reminded Li Wu to be very careful about this person.

——

In the courtyard.

Swish--

The morning breeze blows the leaves.

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A chilling atmosphere spread around.

Li Wuji's expression remained unchanged and he sat quietly in the wheelchair.

Since he personally admitted that he respects his elders.

Chen Sheng remained silent.

Li Wuji could clearly feel that the other party's eyes glanced at him from time to time.

There was a hint of killing intent mixed in there.

Although it has not appeared.

But it does exist.

"I know what you are thinking."

"But if you kill me, you won't be able to take your elders with you to death."

Li Wuji looked calm and did not panic.

Facing Li Wuji’s explanation.

Chen Sheng was noncommittal.

after all.

For this kind of thing, Li Wuji couldn't provide any definite evidence, so it was really not convincing.

Without giving it a try, who knows.

The existence of Zunlao and Xiang Li is like the sword of Damocles suspended above the head, which may be struck down at any time.

Chen Sheng has long been fed up with this feeling.

The chill escaping from the air seems to be getting stronger.

"Kill me and Old Sun will go crazy."
To be continued...