The capital of Sujia, Longfeng Pavilion.

Su Tulong sat on the sofa, listening to the reports and news from his subordinates, but his brows were tightly wrinkled together without a trace.

He turned his head to look at the man who was wearing a black leather coat with a unique shape, a black wind robe, long flowing hair, a black eye patch, and a cold feeling all over his body, and a deep voice came out of his mouth: "Night Shadow, do you mean that the blue madman has gone to see Su San and the prince?"

Hearing this, Nightshade nodded slightly, "That's right...... Although his injuries have not healed, he went to Tongquetai last night, and according to reliable sources, he not only injured the prince, but also had a long talk with the third master. ”

Hearing Night Shadow's words, Su Tulong's brows seemed to furrow even tighter: "Do you know why he went to find the prince?"

"It seems to be to track down the whereabouts of the eldest lady. ”

Night Shadow thought for a moment and said, "Could it be that the mysterious disappearance of the eldest lady was the hand of the prince?"

Su Tulong didn't answer, but raised his head to look at the scenery outside the window, and after a while, an indifferent voice came out of his mouth: "Inquire about which hospital the prince is treating in, I will go to see him." ”

"Also...... stared Su San's bastard to death. ”

Su Tulong thought for a moment and spoke in a deep voice.

"Understood. ”

Nightshade nodded lightly and hesitated for a moment before continuing to speak: "That young man has one more thing I want to report. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Young Master Su Wufeng seems to have made some moves recently. ”

"Su Wufeng, let him go. ”

A flash of wisdom flashed in Su Tulong's eyes, and he said without raising his head.

In the antique study in the backyard of the Su family, Su Youmin sat at the desk and looked at the bright scenery and blue sky outside the window, but his mood seemed extremely bad and heavy, and there was no smile on his slightly vicissitudes of life, replaced by a solemnity.

He didn't expect that the people sent by the Emperor Thorn Organization would fail, let alone that the No. 1 leader would make such a decision to use the blood of the Divine Dragon in Lan Feng's body, which was by no means good news for the Su family, who regarded Lan Feng as a mortal enemy.

And the No. 1 leader used the blood of the divine dragon on Lan Feng's body not only to save Lan Feng, but also to show one of his attitudes and positions.

If they really want to make a move on Lan Feng openly, then they have to weigh it up now......

"Damn it!"

Su Youmin's face was extremely ugly, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, his right hand clenched into a fist and slammed it on the desk, and an angry voice came out of his mouth: "Emperor stabbing that damn waste." ”

"Buzz ......"

At this moment, Su Youmin's old-fashioned mobile phone on the desk was "buzzing" at this time.

Looking at the unique phone number displayed on the mobile phone screen, Su Youmin stretched out his palm to pick up the phone and pressed the answer button: "Hello, Mr. Firefox, I'm a wolf thorn......"

……

Qin's house, deep in the backyard.

In a quiet and quiet courtyard, an old man with gray hair was lying leisurely on a lounger, holding a newspaper in his bandaged left hand, reading and watching carefully, and holding a pampa fan in his right hand, fanning it gently.

He is the current patriarch of the Qin family, Qin Zhentian.

Beside Qin Zhentian, a straight figure stood with the wind, his face was resolute, his eyes were sharp, and he was wearing a dark green camouflage uniform, like a warrior who had gone through the vicissitudes of wind and rain, and his whole body exuded a powerful aura.

He is a saber.

Because of the sniper killing in the dark that night, neither Qin Zhentian nor the saber died, but the saber was seriously injured in order to protect Qin Zhentian's body.

"Are you still used to it?"

Qin Zhentian put down the newspaper in his hand, raised his head and looked at the saber on the side, and a caring voice came out of his mouth.

"I'm stronger now than I was before!"

The saber poked his hand out of his sleeve, and an alloy hand made of black gold titanium alloy was exposed to the air, exuding a fierce aura, and the saber gently moved the titanium alloy hand, and a cold and majestic voice came from his mouth.

"Snort ......"

As the words of the saber fell, his black gold and titanium alloy hand changed its form strangely, and it turned into a sharp black knife blade, exuding an incomparably sharp aura.

Although the sniper deliberately saved his hand in the sniper killing in the dark of the night, he still abolished one arm of the saber, making him a one-armed man, and his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

But how could Qin Zhentian watch the saber that had followed him for nearly twenty years become like that?

Using a lot of relationships and manpower, material and financial resources, Qin Zhentian transformed the saber and transplanted this black gold titanium alloy hand with destructive power to him.

"It's good to get used to it. ”

Seeing that the saber was able to manipulate the hand of the black gold titanium alloy to transform, Qin Zhentian nodded with satisfaction.

After a while, as if he had thought of something, a faint voice came out of Qin Zhentian's mouth: "Is Qin Yang gone?"

Hearing this, Saber nodded slightly: "As early as two days ago, he was secretly sent back by the troops. ”

"Do you know why?"

Qin Zhentian's brows furrowed without a trace.

"It's a military secret, it's hard to ......"

Saber said in a deep voice: "Are you still not at ease with him?"

"He's from the Dragonspur Special Forces......"

Qin Zhentian couldn't help but sigh softly: "For that special forces, I think you know better than me......"

Saber was slightly stunned, and he muttered for a moment before he spoke in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, he'll change...... Just like me!"

……

Outside the outskirts of the capital, Lingyun Stream.

Surrounded by mist and mountains, it is the highest mountain within a hundred miles of the capital.

Between the two towering mountains, a mountain stream was like a giant dragon completely dividing them, magnificent and magnificent, as if this was originally a mountain, but it was slashed in half with a giant axe.

In the mountain stream, the mist is drifting, the white cranes are flying, the pines are independent, full of indescribable breath, like a fairyland on earth, people stand here, as if they have come to another world.

At the edge of the mountain stream, a figure wrapped in a black robe stood in the wind, and the breeze blew, and his black robe fluttered in the wind, making him look like a peerless master in a martial arts movie.

Although his body was wrapped in a black robe, all hidden in the black robe, and even his face could not be seen, it was not difficult to see that his figure was tall and straight.

No one knew his name, no one knew why he was here, and no one knew what his purpose was.

He is like a peerless master standing on the top of the mountain, looking down on all beings, with a trace of "will be a Lingjue Mountain, a glance at the mountains" style and momentum.

He just stood here quietly, looking at the mountain stream where the mist drifted and the white cranes flew, not knowing what he was thinking.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a rustling of footsteps behind him, and then an old man wearing a cyan robe, long white hair and beard, a kind face, a colorful gourd hanging from his waist, a whisk in his hand, and a cyan giant sword on his back, walked out of the fog.

Looking at the black-robed man standing at the edge of the mountain stream, the old man's face that had gone through the vicissitudes of time showed a shallow smile, and then he actually bent down and hugged his fist slightly at the black-robed man, and a respectful voice came out of his mouth: "Longquan Sword, come to see you!"

If there are people on the rivers and lakes of China who see this scene, they will definitely drop their jaws and feel shocked.

If Lan Feng were here, he would definitely be able to recognize this old man-Biyun Mountain Longquan Sword, Dragon Feiyang!

Whether it is Biyun Mountain, or Longquan Sword, or Long Feiyang, you may not have heard of Biyun Mountain, you may not have heard of Longquan Sword, but you must have heard of Long Feiyang, because he is one of the most famous martial arts masters in the rivers and lakes in recent years.

Merely...... They would never have dreamed that Long Feiyang, the unattainable martial arts master in their hearts, would be so respectful to a mysterious black-robed man.

"Excuse me!"

A hoarse voice came from the black robe.

Then the black-robed man slowly turned around, but all Longquan Sword Dragon Feiyang saw was a blue eye surrounded by a black mist.

I don't know why, when Long Feiyang saw this face wrapped in black mist and those blue eyes, a creepy feeling rose in his heart, which made him can't help but shiver, and made his calm heart set off indescribable horror and horror, what kind of powerful eyes do they contain, so that there is such a horror.

He had never felt this feeling in anyone, never......

Even...... Long Feiyang couldn't help but want to draw his sword, only with the sword in his hand could he feel the only remaining sense of security.

The black-robed man only glanced at Longquan Sword Dragon Feiyang and turned away lightly, and a voice with a hint of disdain came out of his mouth: "Your reputation as a martial arts master is not very good......

"Your Excellency is wise. ”

Hearing the words of the black-robed man, Longquan Sword Dragon Feiyang did not dare to refute in the slightest, his hands clenched into fists, and a respectful voice came out of his mouth.

"Humph!"

The black-robed man's mouth couldn't help but let out a cold snort, and his voice was still a little hoarse: "I heard that you have a good relationship with the Su family?"

"Yes...... Yes!"

Long Feiyang nodded.

"Then go for it......"

A hoarse voice echoed in the silent mountain stream.

"Go tell them that guy is going to do something to them. ”

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[PS: It's been three shifts for a week, let's get some monthly passes, give some motivation...... I'm out of motivation and I'm going to be deflated......]