Chapter 1565: The Storm Hits

Not many people know about the relationship between Qianyun and Summer.

Or even very little.

But the old man is one of them.

A few days ago, Summer asked the old man a question.

Why did the old man agree so happily when the Ming people came to propose marriage.

You must know that the Ming people at that time had already left the Ming family, and there was only one Lingyun Group, although it was a big man in the eyes of ordinary people.

But in the eyes of the old man, it is not enough.

Not to mention a small Lingyun Group, even the Ming family is not in the eyes of the old man.

But when the Ming people came to propose, the old man happily agreed.

At that time, the old man directly played a scoundrel and refused to answer.

If Summer is sober now and hears the words of the two, I'm afraid that she will figure out a lot of things.

"He didn't know. ”

Qianyun shook his head bitterly, "He can't wait to kill me now, thinking that I hurt his comrades-in-arms and his master......"

"Haha. ”

The old man laughed disapprovingly, "Do you want me to tell him for you?"

"Don't, never. ”

Qianyun was startled, quickly shook his head, and then laughed at himself, "If he knew, it would only cause more trouble." ”

"That's right. ”

The old man replied with deep appreciation, and said, "Then ...... you came this time?"

"I don't worry about him. ”

Qianyun sighed, "I asked him to come to Chang'an as soon as possible to avoid goods through others, but I didn't expect them to come to the door." ”

After a pause, he added, "Old man, I feel that something is wrong with this matter. ”

"Huh?" said the old man as he took a sip of tea and said disapprovingly, "Something is wrong." ”

"I learned that someone had secretly set up an alliance specifically for Summer, and the day before Summer was about to come to Chang'an, this alliance tried its best to stop it, wanting to keep Summer in Qinghai so that they could make a move. ”

"They know very well that once the summer comes to Chang'an, with the old man you are there, no one dares to make this again, let alone make a move on the summer. ”

The more Qianyun thought about it, the more strange he felt.

Especially after these people came to Chang'an together, and dared to come to the old mansion to find trouble, he couldn't believe it.

"But they actually came a lot, the martial family, the Ying family, the guardians, including the Tianshan faction......"

Qianyun's brows were furrowed, and there was a strong doubt between his eyebrows.

"They themselves know very well that even if they come to the old house en masse, it is impossible to take care of the summer, and you can't sit idly by. ”

Qianyun took a deep breath and said, "So I can't figure it out now, why are they, or what else is there in this matter...... We can't see through it at all. ”

His words made the old man's face fall into contemplation, and then became solemn.

After a long while, he shook his head, "I can't figure it out, could it be that they are the alliance against Summer......?

"No way. ”

Qianyun shook his head decisively, "The Martial Family, the Ying Family is a hidden family, not to mention the Guardian Alliance, not to mention the ...... Who can order the people of the Tianshan faction. ”

……

in the room.

A man stands in front of a large floor-to-ceiling window, his hands folded.

The man looked to be in his fifties, and his appearance was very ordinary, without a trace of anything unusual.

But if you look at him carefully, his eyes are bright and piercing.

He was like a statue, standing there motionless, almost petrified.

I don't know how long it took for him to sigh softly.

The corners of his mouth outlined a shallow smile, and he couldn't hear a word to himself.

"Storm...... It's finally coming. ”

……

At the same time.

Ling Feng and the other guardians who had left the old mansion had already driven on the highway.

Although it belongs to the suburbs, there are a lot of vehicles coming and going, after all, the old house is close to the scenic spot.

It's justβ€”

The three cars they were in stopped abruptly halfway through.

"What's going on?"

Ling Feng asked with a frown.

"There was a traffic jam. "It's the same Guardian driving in front of me," I'll go down and take a look. ”

He immediately opened the door and got out of the car, and returned in about ten minutes.

"There was a car accident in front, and a boulder collapsed on the other side of the mountain, and the car can't be opened for a short time, what should I do?"

Hear the words.

Ling Feng frowned and asked, "Is there any other way?"

"No, that's it. ”

"Then wait. ”

……

They thought that a car accident would cause a traffic jam, and even if it was delayed, it would only take an hour or two at most.

But unexpectedly, until two o'clock in the afternoon, it was still impassable.

"Don't wait. ”

Ling Feng showed a trace of impatience on his face, "Let's walk on foot, don't take the main road, take Hu Qingyun's corpse and walk on the mountain road." ”

After receiving the order, someone immediately notified the vehicle behind.

After a few moments, a group of ten people left the main road and hiked into the mountains and forests above.

And yetβ€”

Just as they entered a jungle, a whistle sounded in the depths of the jungle.

Immediately afterthoughts, flickering like floating shadows.

The vast majority of these people were dressed in black, masked, and armed with sharp blades, and their momentum was formidable and murderous.

In just a moment, ten people were surrounded in the middle.

"Who are you?"

Ling Feng immediately drank.

There was no answer.

But a man flew in from outside.

Bang!

The man flew sideways from mid-air and slammed into the ground.

Ling Feng and the others immediately dodged away, and at the same time fixed their eyes.

However, it's okay not to look at it, but at first glance, it has changed color.

Isn't this the Tianshan Pai Linghua that I had seen in the old mansion before?

At this moment, Ling Hua was covered in blood, his back was facing the sky, and his two eyes were staring, but his pupils had already dilated.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

A shrill laugh suddenly came.

The crowd was extraordinary, and a few more people walked in from the outside.

These people are not masked, and they all exude an incomparably powerful momentum.

The leader is a bald old man, this old man is full of wrinkles, but he has a pair of yellow pupils.

Ling Feng and the others all changed color.

They could feel that the more than ten people who came in behind were no worse than them in terms of momentum.

And the yellow-eyed old man gave them a feeling of extreme danger.

"Who are you?"

"Kill your guys!"

The old man just laughed weirdly, and after responding, he waved his hand, "Kill!

When the words fell, he took the lead in flashing his figure, leaving a series of illusory afterimages.

It's too fast.

It's just that in an instant, Ling Feng is approaching.

It's too fast.

Even Ling Feng just felt a flower in front of him, and an afterimage passed through the retina.

Immediately afterward, he saw the old man's ghost-like claws tearing down, faster than he could have imagined.

Ling Feng raised his knife and swept away, the old man's wrist danced like a spirit snake, his claws were palmed, and he slapped it on the body of the sword.

There was a click.

Ling Feng only felt a majestic force attacking, his arm was numb, he couldn't hold the sword, and the long sword was shattered and flew out.

Laugh at.

The old man turned his claw again like lightning and continued to attack.

Ling Feng's pupils shrank, and under the instinct of danger, he hurriedly bent his other arm to block.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

The arm snapped, making a crunchy sound, and Ling Feng was shocked and fell backwards, while the old man followed closely.

Last mover first comes.

"Die!"

The third claw strikes.

This time, there are no miracles.

With a pop, Ling Feng was buckled by the neck, and the old man's five fingers were forced, and with a click, his throat bone shattered.

Ling Feng was like a rag doll with open eyes, falling to the cold ground in a series of incredible gazes.

All around, there was silence.