Whether it's fate or debt. Unconsciously, more than 20 years have passed in the blink of an eye since the entanglement between Li Heshan, Yu Niang, and Uncle Feng was true or false, and it was a long time ago.

The three of them are no longer the romantic and unrestrained when they were young, and they have all survived the sophistication, sleekness, and careful calculation in the long years of the Li Mansion, and they have also survived the cold sidelines. Uncle Feng is silent, Yu Niang is infatuated, and Li Heshan covers the sky with one hand.

Let's go back to the present - now, Su Shi has entered Li Heshan's cage and has not yet noticed it, but he has already suspected that Li Mansion is not a safe place. She hurt You'er ruthlessly, and she came to this small Suiyuan to calm down but was sent by Song Chen to find her, and Uncle Feng stood opposite her.

At this time, Su Shi only dared to give You Er grievances, and he was only a yellow bird who was only circled and waited for his mouth. Her slender palm still can't hold the handle of the knife, her soft body has not been ravaged, and her sensitive heart is afraid of people in this world.

Uncle Feng was quite cold and never liked her. He knew Li Heshan's calculations in his heart and stood by and watched, but a little pity disappeared in a flash. Now he saw through Song Chen's thoughts, listened to You'er's instructions, and looked at Su Shi who was standing in front of him even more impatiently.

Su Shi stiffened his head to meet his gaze, his face was impassive, but he was really worried in his heart. A few willow leaves beside him were blown into the pool, shattering a mirror and raising fish scales.

Uncle Feng opened his mouth and said in a thick voice: "Miss Su, the young master takes care of your body and sends the old slave to look for it." Su Shi hurriedly blessed him, bowed his head and replied, "Young Master bother. You can tell you on your behalf, and only say that Ah Shi is good, and you don't have to worry about it."

When Uncle Feng heard this, he didn't agree, his face was a little cold, and he reprimanded: "Miss Su, you are a thoughtful person, you have something to say here." The old man urged tightly, the young master is a person who has entered the field with one foot, knowing that his homework is the top priority, girl, you have to be sensible, and you should never let him be distracted again. When Su Shi heard this, he was shocked.

She was slightly aware of Song Chen's intentions. But since he has always been cautious in his words and deeds, he has not dared to go beyond the slightest, and at this moment to bear this accusation, how can Su Shi not feel aggrieved?

She couldn't help being ashamed and annoyed, angry and wronged, but she endured it all alive, and only rolled that strength in her stomach a few times, and then put out the flame in one breath before she was blessed again, and responded softly: "Su Shi also only hopes that the young master will win the championship in one fell swoop and live up to the high expectations of the master." Su Shi understands what you mean, and naturally there is no next time." When he raised his face again, he was calm and did not make waves. Uncle Feng didn't expect her to be so forbearant at such a young age, so he only said that Su Shi sent people to introspect and obey the rules under the fence, explained clearly, and turned around and left with a slight bow.

At this moment, in his eyes, this little girl doesn't have to think of escaping from prison with all her beards and tails, let alone having the ability to make any big waves. She is a piece of fresh meat that anyone can bite into a few bites, teaching people to hold it in the palm of her hand and slaughter it wantonly and are powerless to resist, Li Heshan is pinching her throat, letting her live, teaching her to die and die, and she can't help it for half a point - Su Shi, who is so famous, is very similar to the weak and incompetent Yuan Ke, maybe it is not worth his own attention at all.

With such a contemptuous thought, Uncle Feng walked away with peace of mind.

It's a pity that this was decided too early: how did he know that Su Shi was by no means Yuan Ke, how could he be so weak that he let people eat for nothing? The ruthlessness in her bones is like the perseverance in her nature, how can she be willing to be at the mercy of others and steal her life? Su Shi herself didn't know what a person she was!

In this life, Uncle Feng has seen many people, but he didn't see this young Su Shi clearly - it wasn't until his old life was about to die in the hands of the little orphan girl who could be ravaged by anyone that he regretted it: why didn't he draw her muscles and bones and break her liver and gallbladder in the first place? In the future, it left such a big scourge to the Li Mansion.

But what's the use of that?

Although Uncle Feng has never made a move, he has repeatedly aided and abused, Su Shi wants to take revenge, how can he miss him?!

Five years later, when Su Shi became Su Shi and hunted in the night wind under the moon, she stood on the wall of Li's house like a ghost, wrapped in black clothes with a thin body, long hair like ink dancing around her face, rolling up a hundred zhang of evil qi, ten thousand zhang of majesty, staring at the heads of people all over the yard with red eyes, brandishing a moon-breaking scimitar and sneering, vowing to drink the life of the Li family. How long did she stay up to look forward to this day, the bloodthirsty ** burned so much that she couldn't wait to cut the enemy Ling knife immediately, and cut it into white bones inch by inch to vent this hatred.

Uncle Feng looked at the frightened old man, Mrs. and the young lady who was crying and crying, helplessly gritted his teeth and grabbed the Pu knife, stepped on those minions who were soft on the ground, jumped hard, and made a move "Changhong through the sun", only to slash the blade towards Su Ji, and in an instant, no one could see what was going on, but a cold light covered his façade with the momentum of thunder, and he couldn't parry it at all, so Uncle Feng was extremely light, and the knife was also taken off, and his person fell to the ground, and his head was cut in half from the eyebrow bone, and he snorted, He didn't even notice the pain, only to see blood burst out of his wound, splashing a wall of blood.

Mrs. Moth screamed and passed out.

When his consciousness was lost, his life was about to be exhausted, and Uncle Feng heard Li Heshan, who was paralyzed at the door, shouting: "Tianhe"!

It turned out that "Tianhe" was his real name, heh, the lord has not been called for many years, but I am afraid that he will not need to call it in the future.

Feng Tianhe tried his best, turned his bloody gourd-like head around, swept the people all over the yard, and finally landed on Zhuang Yuniang's body, barely opened his eyes, looked at the face that he had engraved in his heart and rotted in his stomach, and finally spit out two words in a dignified manner: "Yu'er", and then a cloudy tear slipped out of the corner of his eye and slowly closed, never waking up again.