Heavens Unlimited Play

Chapter 9

At night, Baoding City.

The snowflakes fell lightly, like a lover's whisper.

At the end of the street, there is a huge mansion with a magnificent atmosphere, the mansion is connected with clouds, and the garden is full of trees, even more crowning the two rivers.The bright light showed the glory of the past seven Jinshi, father and son three Tanhua.

Ten years in a hurry, the two door couplets in front of the door are still there, but the former "Li Garden" has now become "Xingyunzhuang", and the owner has changed from "Li" to "Dragon".

Long Xiaoyun's dragon.

Anyone who knows what happened, who doesn't praise "Li Tanhua's kindness".

However, some people shook their heads and sighed, this Li Xunhuan has made countless friends in his life, but this time he made the most outrageous mistake.

Long Xiaoyun's son is called Long Xiaoyun. He is a clever, cute and likable child. It is said that he is very talented in martial arts, and he will be a rookie in the martial arts world in the future.

In an exquisite small building, this Young Master Long sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

All of a sudden, Young Master Long opened his eyes, and his eyes flickered. There was no movement in his whole body, but his body seemed to be lifted up by an invisible force. fist.

boom! !

In an instant, layers of air flow collapsed, fist waves billowed, as if a hurricane was born on the ground, sweeping away the surrounding area.

If there are martial arts people here, I'm afraid they will all fall down.

A child less than ten years old can use such a boxing technique, it is really embarrassing to know how many masters there are.

"This kind of fist hits people with some strength, not as soft as before, just like girls."

Young Master Long frowned, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After he obtained the golden thread armor, masters came to his door every day to provide him with source power.

Although the masters in this world are not considered strong, but there are so many people, there is an endless stream, but the cycle is still very short, and it is updated from time to time every day.

The more source power, the more internal power to transform.

Today, Xia Wuji finally transformed all the source power into internal power.

The internal energy flowed through his body, turning from a trickle into a mighty river.

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

"Plum Blossom Thief, Catch the Plum Blossom Thief!"

"Plum Blossom Pirate, you can't escape, come out and die!"

"Even if you have the ability to reach the sky, we will teach you to die without a place to die today."

At this moment, shouts and shouts sounded from not far away.

Xia Wuji looked in that direction, frowning.

According to the information he got, Li Xunhuan also went to Li Garden two days ago.

Could it be this play?

This cheap father is really looking for something to do all day long.

……

Outside a room, around a dozen people holding torches.

"Plum Blossom Pirates, to tell you the truth, Uncle Zhao and the others are here, today you cannot escape with your wings."

A loud laugh came from the room: "Zhao Zhengyi, I already knew that this was all your trick." Amidst the laughter, a figure flew out of the window like a swallow.The crowd outside the window shouted and moved forward, while some screamed and retreated.

"Li Xunhuan, you are hiding here all alone in the middle of the night, you are indeed the Plum Blossom Thief."

The man who spoke had high cheekbones, a majestic face, a gray beard that was not dense, and a wide mouth drooping at the corners of his mouth, which made him feel more majestic and heavy. The somewhat fearful "ironfaced" Zhao Zhengyi, Mr. Zhao.

Long Xiaoyun was also here, and shouted: "Everyone, don't do anything, I guarantee that Brother Li Xunhuan is not a flower picker."

One person suddenly sneered and said: "You know people, you know your face, you don't know your heart. Fourth Master Long must have heard of this saying." Gongsun Moyun, the "Moyun Hand" who is famous all over the world.

Then, a middle-aged man in the field also said with a sullen face: "This kind of thing is not a joke. Fourth Master Long, you have not seen him for ten years, how can you guarantee him?"

This person is called Tian Qi, and people in the Jianghu call him Tian Qiye. "A stick can overwhelm the world, and three iron guts can determine the universe" is the description of this person, and he is also a well-known figure.

"This..." Long Xiaoyun was speechless, but sternly said: "Today's matter must be misunderstood, everyone must not do anything."

The snow was getting thicker and thicker, and the dead gray sky seemed to be pressed down heavily.

"Brother, don't say any more." Li Xun Huan caressed the blade in his hand, and said slowly, "I know these three want to kill me right now, but why don't they do it? Could it be that the three of them are not willing to take credit and are being polite to each other. "

The eyes of the three followed his hand, without saying a word, no matter how much Li Xun Huan satirized, they just turned a deaf ear.

In fact, the three of them longed to capture Li Xun Huan and gain fame and wealth, but as long as Li Xun Huan has a sword in his hand, who would dare to act presumptuously?
The three of them didn't move, and the others naturally didn't dare to move.

Long Xiaoyun suddenly said: "Brother, they are just joking with you, let's go have a glass of wine to keep out the cold." He laughed and walked over, holding Li Xun Huan's shoulder.

Li Xun Huan's expression changed suddenly: "Brother, you—" You wanted to push Long Xiaoyun away, but it was already too late.

At this moment, Tian Qiye pulled out a four-foot-two-inch long soft stick from behind, and slammed it towards Li Xunhuan's legs like a poisonous snake, but with a "slap", his legs already knelt down in pain.

Gongsun Moyun shot like the wind, and tapped the seven big acupoints on his back.

Zhao Zhengyi kicked him two feet away, spat out a mouthful of blood, and passed out immediately.

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

He roared like Li Xun Huan and rushed towards him.

Zhao Zhengyi's shots were like lightning, a little bit on his weakness.

Long Xiaoyun fell to the ground, choked with sobs and said: "Brother Zhao, he is definitely not a plum blossom thief. As long as you let him go, no matter how big the crime is, I will bear it for him."

Zhao Zhengyi said sharply: "Are you willing to take responsibility for him? But what about your wife? What about your children? Don't you think they will be troubled by you?"

Long Xiaoyun's body trembled, everyone trembled, tears streaming down his eyes, tremblingly said: "Brother, I hurt you, I'm sorry."

His voice was full of self-blame, sadness in self-blame, tenderness in sadness, chivalry and courage...

Anyone who saw this scene, who didn't praise him, "Fourth Master Long is just as righteous as Yuntian".

"Who is it? It's late at night, why are you howling, is your father dead or your mother is dead?" Just at this moment, an impatient voice rang out, breaking the original atmosphere.

Then a cute child came out. The child looked at the bewildered crowd, then at Long Xiaoyun, whose face was full of tears, and scratched his head: "So it's my father, your parents are indeed dead. Won't you cry again?"

Everyone: "..."

(End of this chapter)