She Biqing felt that it was nonsense, but Li Muchen's heart moved.

He thought of the ancient city in the Wasteland Secret Realm, the dragon that guarded the secret realm, and the Xuanming Ancient Sword and the Heavenly Demon Dance.

All of this shows that this is not an ordinary place.

Especially the Dance of the Heavenly Demons, and the words that were like poetry and spells, every time he thought of it, he could shake his soul.

He didn't know why this ancient city was annihilated, and he didn't know what the dragon was guarding, but he concluded that the Xuanming Ancient Sword was definitely related to the Heavenly Demon.

And in his body, it is precisely the blood of the witch that flows.

In today's words, he has the Heavenly Demon Gene.

Could it be that the Gong family was the former owner of that wasteland ancient city?

She Biqing didn't know what Li Muchen was thinking, and told him some things about the Gong family and Gong Lingyan, as well as about the Li family in the capital, but they were all trivial matters of life and had nothing to do with the overall situation.

After talking for a while, Guan Yali came back, and Li Muchen accepted the soundproofing spell and got up to say goodbye.

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Yuan Shoushan died, He Changchun went into retreat, and overnight, the Yuan family lost its head and backer.

The direction of the wind in the Nam River suddenly changed.

Almost all wealthy families have turned their heads to support the Lin family.

In the past few days, the gate of Hecheng Lin's house has been about to be broken.

The luxury cars parked outside the gate of Nord Stream Villa lined up on the side of the national highway a few miles away.

The Lin family had no choice but to increase the number of security guards.

Lin Qiusheng was even more busy.

Of course, the visitor wanted to see Lin Shangyi, but after Lin Shangyi attended Li Muchen's engagement wedding, his health was not good the next day, and he was wheezing after walking a few steps, so he could only rest in bed.

Li Muchen specially told Yan Huimin and Lin Manqing to take good care of the old man.

Yan Huimin wanted to help Lin Qiusheng greet foreign guests, so Lin Manqing didn't go to school, she stayed at home all the time, and stayed in front of the old man's bed every inch.

Looking at his granddaughter, Lin Shangyi's heart was very peaceful.

The most right thing he did in his life was to set this doll for his granddaughter.

"Manqing, you should go and accompany Mu Chen, what is it to always be by my old man's side?" Lin Shangyi urged, "Go quickly, men are not tied to women, and it is easy to be wild." ”

Lin Manqing said angrily: "Grandpa, what are you talking nonsense? If Mu Chen wants to be wild, can I manage it? ”

Lin Shangyi smiled self-deprecatingly: "That's right, Mu Chen is a good boy, but you also have to accompany him more, although he has the ability, he also carries a heavy burden." In the future, you should help him more and take off his burden. ”

Lin Manqing said: "I know! But the most important thing now is that your old man should take care of his body, and when you get better, we will help him carry the burden, okay? ”

Lin Shangyi shook his head and said, "I know what my situation is. It's a gift from God that I'm alive today. I am also satisfied to see you and Mu Chen get engaged. I believe that Mu Chen's personality will be able to love and love you for a lifetime in the future. When you and Mu Chen's big fat boy are one year old, you must bring them to my grave to show me. ”

"Grandpa! Don't talk nonsense, okay! You'll be fine! ”

Lin Manqing knew that his grandfather had run out of oil and the lamp had dried up, and even Li Muchen was helpless, so he couldn't help but feel sad for a while, tears came down from the corners of his eyes, and he hurriedly pretended to get tea, turned around and wiped it secretly.

At this time, Lin Yun suddenly broke in and shouted, "Grandpa! Grandfather! My dad asked me to tell you......"

Lin Manqing hurriedly stopped: "Xiaoyun, why are you yelling, grandpa wants to rest." ”

Lin Yun stuck out his tongue and said, "Oh, it's good news, grandpa must be happy to hear it." My dad said that the losses of our Lin family in the previous months have been made up. In the past few days, we have signed more contracts than in the previous year. There are so many projects that my father is so picky. In addition, the Yuan family is finished! This time it's definitely over! ”

……

The gate of Yuan's house was deserted, and there was not even a security guard.

In less than a week, nearly 100 people in the Yuan family's compound have walked and scattered, and even the security guards and cleaners have left.

Yuan Naiming was alone, leaning on a wicker chair in the garden.

This chair used to belong to his father, Yuan Shoushan.

Yuan Shoushan often lies in this chair, shaking a pu fan, giving orders to the outside world. The huge family is getting better and bigger in his strategy.

This chair seems to be a symbol of the head of the family.

Yuan Naiming fantasized more than once about sitting in this chair and taking over the position of the head of the family.

Now, he has finally sat down, but he is no longer human.

A building collapsed.

"Watching him rise up, watching him collapse ......"

Yuan Naiming sang, and the sad tune formed by the trembling voice floated in the sky above the courtyard.

A figure flashed from the corridor, hid behind the pillars, and stuck out its head again, looking at him secretly.

Yuan Naiming turned his head and saw his son with snot on his face, smiling stupidly at him.

"Shijie, come here." Yuan Naiming beckoned.

Yuan Shijie smiled and walked towards him awkwardly.

"Shijie, your grandfather is gone." Yuan Naiming said.

"My grandfather is gone." Yuan Shijie repeated, his face was still smirking stupidly, and when he spoke, a line of saliva was left at the corner of his mouth, which was sucked back by him.

Yuan Naiming sighed and said, "No one will take care of you in the future." ”

"You take care of me." Yuan Shijie said stupidly.

"Well, I can't hold it anymore." Yuan Naiming said, "If I am gone, how can you live?" ”

Yuan Shijie laughed, wiping his snot and saliva with his hands, and said, "If I don't have it, how can you ...... live?"

After speaking, he shouted again, "Auntie! What about Auntie? I want milk! ”

Yuan Naiming's face was helpless and sad: "Alas, it's all to blame on that Li Muchen!" ”

Yuan Shijie said: "It's all Li Muchen's fault!" Kill him! Kill him! ”

After saying a few words, he screamed for milk again, and ran to find his aunt.

Yuan Naiming was stunned for a moment, looked at the ground blankly, and suddenly showed a strong hatred in his dull eyes, and said, "Yes!" Kill him! Gotta kill him! ”

As he spoke, he got up from the rattan chair, went back to his room, and took out a grenade and a gun from the drawer.

He stuffed the grenade into his pocket, raised the gun, as if Li Muchen was on the opposite side, and fired a fierce shot.

The gunshots spread far away, but the courtyard of the Yuan family was empty, and only a few birds were startled.

Yuan Naiming's face was fierce, and he walked out viciously.

Suddenly, someone said, "Big brother, where are you going?" ”

Yuan Naiming stopped and saw Yuan Tianlang standing there, blocking his way.

"Go kill Li Muchen!" Yuan Naiming said.

"Can you kill it?" Yuan Tianlang asked rhetorically.

Yuan Naiming said hatefully: "If you can't kill it, you have to give it a try, it's a big deal!" ”

Yuan Tianlang shook his head and said: "Big brother, it's useless, don't talk about guns, you can't kill him even if you hold a cannon." Listen to my advice, it is more important than anything else to keep the bloodline of the Yuan family now, take Shijie with you, let's go. ”

Yuan Naiming laughed: "Let's go? Where can I go? Do you know how many people the Yuan family has offended over the years? Tianlang, you have kung fu, you can protect yourself, I can't. Without home, without the protection of my ancestors, I am nothing! ”

Yuan Tianlang sighed, turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" Yuan Naiming shouted angrily, "Yuan Tianlang! You coward! Father really cultivated you for nothing! ”

Yuan Tianlang paused, but after all, he didn't look back, just said, "I'll go and beg Master again to see if he can help us." ”

Yuan Naiming watched his younger brother's figure disappear at the door, and for some reason, as if his strength was suddenly drained, he sat down on the ground and cried loudly.

Outside there was a jumble of footsteps and shouting.

"What about the people of the Yuan family? What about Yuan Naiming? How did you bully your grandfather in the first place? Damn, let you know how great Grandpa is today! ”

The group broke in and saw Yuan Naiming sitting on the ground.

The leader closed the door with a sneer.

There was a thumping sound in the room.

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.

Then there was shouting and slamming.

After a while, there was a sudden bang, the windows burst, and the flames engulfed the room.

Yuan Shijie ran over excitedly with a halazi, clapping his hands at the firelight in the room: "Fire!" Shoot the guns! ”