The moon and stars are scarce, and everything is silent.

In Feiyunpu, there was a lot of noise and earth-shattering, and the words of congratulations were endless.

"Yue Kunpeng, the head disciple of the Pengshan faction, I wish He Daxia good luck like the long flowing water of the East China Sea, and longevity is better than the old pine of Nanshan!"

"Han Song, the young owner of Agni Village, I wish He Daxia all the best, and the future is blessed!"

"Li Tongtu, the great disciple of the Hundred Swords Sect, wishes He Daxia......

I saw a young handsome man, from the inside to the outside, standing up in turn, and toasting frequently to the first table in the high hall.

"Good, good!"

One of them, an old man with a childish face, strong spirits, and no wrinkles on his face, waved his hand again and again, and drank it all, attracting a lot of applause.

"Brother He, massive!"

"Full on full!"

"If you don't get drunk, you won't go home!"

There were only eight people sitting with him, and except for two young men and women, the remaining six were middle-aged and elderly, who seemed to be the same generation as the old man.

And this person is the lord of Feiyun Villa, the head of the previous generation of the He family, known as Bo Yuntian, nicknamed He Jin of Feiyun Walking Jiao!

He Jin did not refuse to come at this time, although he looked like a pale old man, but in terms of the amount of alcohol, dozens of people toasted one after another, but there was a hint of ruddy on his face, and he was not drunk at all.

That's the amount of alcohol alone, it's enough to be amazing!

The two young people are naturally Zhou Feng and Xiao Shulan, and only the two of them are qualified to sit with the old-timers.

However, although the two of them were also drinking on their faces, their eyes collided from time to time, and occasionally looked out of the hall, as if they were waiting for something.

"Two virtuous nephews, don't disturb the excitement on today's happy day!"

A middle-aged man dressed in sackcloth and with a hairpin, shaped like an ascetic, with a face of about forty years old, dark skin, and unusually bright eyes, raised his glass and chuckled.

"Haha, Brother Miao, don't scare the young people, maybe our old guys are too boring, they don't want to stay with us!"

An old man with a somewhat reddened beard laughed heartily.

"Old Han, with your voice, who is not afraid?"

Another old man laughed and scolded.

"you, my old Han likes to guide juniors the most, how can you be like an old chicken cub, bullying juniors at every turn. ”

The red-haired old man retorted.

"Aye, I don't like to hear what you say, when did we bully the juniors?"

The old man with a hooked nose and a pair of eagle eyes like knives, raised his two eyebrows, as if provoked by a blade, revealing a compelling momentum.

"I want to ...... back then"

Seeing that the red-haired old man had no one to open his mouth, he was about to tell some troubles in his early years, but he was persuaded by one person.

"On the day of the big day, what are you doing with this, and you are not afraid of being laughed at by the juniors?"

"That's it, come, drink!"

There was another person who played the round.

"Brother He, brother, I'll toast you again!"

As he spoke, the other took his glass and drank it all.

"Good!"

He Jin didn't give in the slightest, raised his glass and drank it all, and turned it upside down, which attracted a lot of applause.

But inadvertently, He Jin squinted slightly, swept his eyes with his peripheral vision, and walked by a person wearing the costume of a servant of the He family.

The man seemed to make a subtle gesture.

"Huh?"

Seeing this gesture clearly, He Jin's pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body seemed to tense.

It's just that this old man has also become fine, and he will return to normal in a moment.

"Ahem!"

Homeopathically, he coughed lightly, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"What's wrong with Brother He?"

The people present all have good cultivation, and they instantly notice abnormalities.

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay, **I'm sick!"

He Jin smiled and waved his hand, and said lightly, "I'll clean up, I'll come in a while, you guys continue to drink, don't get drunk and don't return!"

"Okay, Brother He can go by himself!"

The people did not suspect him, and did not even persuade him to stop drinking.

He Jin has a physical problem, which is not a secret, and most of the people here are even the people who fought side by side with him back then.

But he is a top powerhouse in the end, with a strong internal qi support, and he will not fall down after drinking some wine.

In everyone's mind, it is most likely that He Jin was too eager to drink just now, and this time he avoided it, I am afraid that he wanted to refine the strength of the wine with internal qi, so as not to lose face.

"Drink!"

Everyone looked at each other, tacitly, and did not stop He Jin from leaving.

"Looks like something happened!"

Xiao Shulan and Zhou Feng exchanged a look, and secretly communicated with the method of transmitting sound into the secret, and the latter had a hidden worry in his eyes.

Counting up, Lu Chuan should have entered the Feiyunpu Mist Area before dawn, and now six hours have passed!

He Jin has been accompanying his old friend during this time and has not left for a moment.

Among them, of course, there are old friends who get together, and it is difficult to get out, of course, there are also the merits of the two.

With their identity, He Jin, the head of the family, if he doesn't come forward to accompany him, if it spreads, most of them will be criticized for being too big.

After all, He Jinyi's name of Bo Yuntian is different from the prestige of the Xiao family and the Zhou family.

People give enough face, but you avoid it, isn't this a big thing?

It's a pity that even if it was delayed for so long, He Jin couldn't bear it at this time, and was ready to leave and go to check it out in person.

"What should I do?"

Just as the two of them were thinking about how to hold He Jin back, there was a sudden commotion outside, accompanied by bursts of shouts and shouts, as if someone had broken in.

"Could it be that he's coming?"

The two looked at each other and looked excited.

"What's going on?"

Several seniors present frowned and turned their heads to look at each other.

Even He Jin, who had just gotten up and had not gone far, couldn't help but turn around.

"Oh no, no!"

Just then, a servant ran in in a panic.

"Hmph, today is the day of the master's great joy, what kind of system is it?"

An old man who looked like a steward stepped forward, slapped the servant to the ground, and shouted angrily.

"Steward Chen, I'm ...... Someone broke in, and they killed anyone when they saw it, and the brothers couldn't stop it!"

The servant was very aggrieved, but he didn't dare to defend anything, so he hurriedly said urgently.

"Hmph, who is so bold?"

Steward Chen suddenly changed color.

His own master is a dignified flying cloud, He Daxia, who is praised by everyone in Jiangnan, who dares to break in and kill people on his birthday, is this going to die?

"Steward Chen, you take someone to take a look, don't let the rats disturb your father's birthday and disturb the interest of your guests!"

Next to the first one, stood a middle-aged man dressed in brocade clothes, with a resolute face and a masterful figure, about forty years old.

This person is He Jin's eldest son, and he is also the current head of the He family - He Feihong.

"Don't worry, owner!"

Steward Chen took the order and left.

It's a pity that after a while, the shouting and killing outside not only did not stop, but intensified, and quickly approached here.

Even the steward Chen didn't come back.

He Feihong's face was gloomy, and he looked at He Jin, who had not yet left.

"Feihong, go take a look!"

He Jin groaned slightly, nodded at him, turned his hand to look around, and said apologetically, "Everyone, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect that there would be a small night to disturb you today, disturbing you, little old man is here to make amends to you!"

"Why is this the old hero?"

"It's that thief who deserves to die!"

"He Daxia, don't be like this, I want to see who Fang Xiaoxiao dares to be so rude!"

After saying that, some people couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the blade with him, and went straight to the outside of the courtyard.

They are all people from the rivers and lakes, and Feiyun Villa does not have any rules for entering the door to untie the sword, so they naturally carry a blade with them.

Some people took the lead, and some people chimed in, and soon dozens of people left.

In the eyes of everyone, with these good hands in the rivers and lakes, they can naturally easily solve the troublemakers.

"Brother He, you are injured, don't worry about such trivial things!"

"Yes, such a trivial matter should be left to the juniors to solve!"

"Come on, come on, drink and drink!"

Several old men in the first seat didn't care at all, and when they saw that He Jin was still standing not far away, they walked straight over and pulled him back to his original seat to persuade him to drink.

But unexpectedly, in just a moment, the noisy shouting and killing sound became more intense, and it approached this side more and more quickly.

The people in the courtyard were surprised, there were good deeds, or they wanted to make a name for themselves, or even get the support of He Jin, a hero, there were many people.

Immediately, another group of people rushed out of the courtyard and killed the hustle and bustle.

But soon, a more violent commotion came to this side.

"Dad, seniors, the good ones don't come, the ones who come are not good, the children will come to see what the origin is!"

He Feihong couldn't sit still, so he took the sword directly, and walked out of the courtyard without waiting for everyone to dissuade him.

"What are the little cubs doing in a daze?

The red-haired old man surnamed Han had a hot temper, rolled his eyes, and shouted at the young men in the audience.

"Brother He, I'll go with you!"

Several young people shivered, got up like a soul, called friends, and followed He Feihong.

"Fei Hong ......"

He Jin frowned, and the hand he raised was held down by a few old guys.

"Brother He, today's big day, come, drink!"

"I salute my brother!"

"Just let the juniors shoot, just practice your hands!"

A few old friends, there is no future in their eyes, and their own disciples are also famous and handsome, and they can't clean up a few things that are not long-sighted?

Unfortunately, it backfired.

This time, those people went faster and returned faster, even less than half.

"Master, it's not good, Master He was killed by thieves!"

In particular, the panicked shouting of one person made everyone stand up in horror and couldn't help but look at He Jin on the first seat of the main hall.

The loss of a child in old age is nothing more tragic than this!

"Bastard, the old man wants to see who ...... it"

The old man surnamed Han slapped the case and shouted angrily.

"Don't look at it, I'm already there!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard an indifferent cold drink, accompanied by a bloody human head rolling into the hospital, and there was a heavy coffin behind him.

Look at it, it's been a few years!

The latter was followed by a slender young man carrying a long stick and carrying a huge package.

"He ......"

Xiao Shulan and Zhou Feng glanced at each other, and they all smiled bitterly.

What about the best idea?

How does this look like a villain!