Yun Fei walked out of the cemetery and still didn't figure it out, Yun Fei never closed his eyes after a night of traveling, and now his jīng god was a little sluggish, and his mind was full of the bunches of delicate red roses in front of his mother's tombstone.

"I've seen it." Uncle Hong sat in the car and watched Yun Fei walk back with his head down, and asked lightly, Uncle Hong is one of the witnesses to the Yun family's love story that should not have happened but is incomparably beautiful, and he also has the absolute right to confirm and speak.

"Well, I've seen it." Yun Fei sat beside Uncle Hong and didn't look up, and now Uncle Hong's desolate and regretful eyes naturally didn't see it.

Uncle Hong sighed, now Uncle Hong finds that he is becoming more and more sentimental, and the xìng grid that used to be vigorous and resolute in doing anything without dragging mud and water is being worn out little by little as he gets older. Yun Fei is the hope of the Yun family, he carries too much of the future of the Yun family, if Uncle Hong is destined to shed tears for one person in this life, then this person must be Yun Fei.

"Young master, are you blaming me?" It's very strange that Uncle Hong would compromise with a teenager, as if he took the initiative to apologize and asked, so that Uncle Hong, who has always been resolute, looked like a child who had done something wrong in front of Yunfei, with a weak heart.

"This is my fate, I won't blame anyone, you are also on his orders so that you can't tell the past, maybe the Yun family's affairs should have been solved by the Yun family, so it's better for me to go back and ask him more directly." Yun Fei didn't feel strange when he heard Uncle Hong's words, the two of them couldn't say anything when they slept as if they had some kind of tacit understanding, but they both knew what the other party was thinking.

"Young master, don't say that, I'll feel even more uncomfortable." Uncle Hong's face did not change, but his tone was obviously sad. Yun Fei knew that Uncle Hong was very conflicted now, and Uncle Hong had endured too much for the Yun family's family affairs.

The car started again, Yun Fei turned his head to look at Uncle Hong's calm expression, Uncle Hong's frown was like a ravine, and the marks of the vicissitudes of these years were deeply imprinted on Uncle Hong's face and remained in Yun Fei's heart. The Yun family should be glad to have such a loyal housekeeper, Yun Fei really can't bear to let this kind old man suffer any more torture for the Yun family, and he doesn't want him to make a choice between loyalty and conscience, because Yun Fei knows that this choice Uncle Hong can't do, and even if he does, it will make this kind old man suffer for a lifetime until the end of his life.

"I said this is fate, compared to the bamboo pole they may have been many times more than I don't know." Yun Fei was in a heavy mood, every time he saw his mother Yun Fei, he would be like this, a self-deprecating sneer, so that Yun Fei himself was not a taste to listen to it, Yun Fei couldn't help but ask in his heart, compared to the carefree bamboo pole, do you really want to pay it back? At least they have happiness on the bamboo pole, and happiness has always been stingy with themselves, even if it is just a little Yunfei, they have never experienced it.

The cold wind outside was blowing, and Yun Fei's heart was worse than the weather outside at the moment, it was simply a glacier, hard as condensation. Yun Fei doesn't know what feelings are, Yun Fei has been running away since his mother left, and the dead corner in his heart that he didn't dare to touch was buried deep by him, even if the sun was blazing outside, Yun Fei never thought of making his feelings public. Every time Yun Fei chooses to be silent, he is silent again and again, and finally develops Yun Fei's last withdrawn and arrogant xìng character.

Uncle Hong heard the taste of Yun Fei's words, he was so resolute and persistent. Uncle Hong finally accepted his old age and admitted that he would never catch up with Yunfei in his life, because Uncle Hong felt that although he was also very resolute, he would eventually shed tears for a person, and Yunfei would never become weak for anything, if he did, he was just a dead man, and even Yunfei never denied his desire for maternal love.

The car walked out of the distance again, and the atmosphere in the car was very dull, and neither Yunfei nor Uncle Hong spoke again. A large platform standing on the left side of the road attracted Yunfei's attention, and the crowd on the road blocked most of the road. This place is almost deserted and clean than the town, all kinds of vehicles shuttle on the road and quickly block the already very narrow road, no matter how hard the driver honks, the poor decibel count can not disperse the crazy crowd, the head of the usurpation, but more and more gathered, and finally it is very difficult to move a little.

Yunfei asked the driver to turn off the car, push the door and get out of the car, and looked up at the big words "Winning the Championship" came into view. Yun Fei wondered how a big city like this could allow such an absurd illegal assembly to continue, and this kind of scene seemed to Yun Fei to be similar to the ancient martial arts competition. But what annoyed Yun Fei even more was that not only did Jǐng not ask here, even if they saw two guys in jǐng suits from a distance, they also bypassed here and pretended not to see anything, and continued to talk and laugh on patrol.

Uncle Hong also got out of the car, and couldn't help frowning when he saw this. Seeing Yun Fei's unhappy face, the god sèyù stopped talking. "I'll go ahead and have a look." Yun Fei said a word to Uncle Hong, and without waiting for Uncle Hong to speak, he pushed away the crowd and squeezed inside. Uncle Hong just wanted to stop it, but it was too late, and his helpless expression was a little anxious, so he had to follow in.

The internal strength of Yun Fei's body was originally cold, and now the cold weather has made the surroundings hot, just to be able to see more clearly in front of Yun Fei's body, as if he was touching ice, and with a subconscious flash, he naturally avoided a passage that was not wide but enough to walk through one person, so Yun Fei and Uncle Hong also squeezed under the platform smoothly.

"Young master, the master of the door is waiting at home in a hurry, let's go." As soon as Uncle Hong followed Yun Fei in, he didn't have time to catch his breath before he instructed Yun Fei. Uncle Hong is very strange today, since he came to this city, he seems to be uncomfortable, and he usually has a lot of worries when he is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he always thinks about what he does.

"None of their martial arts are weak." Yunfei did not answer Uncle Hong's words, but pointed to the two people on the platform and introduced Uncle Hong.

The two people on the platform are fighting each other with their own martial arts, Yun Fei is attracted by their martial arts, these two people do not have any fierce movements, obviously they belong to the kind of masters who use their will to control the enemy, and they don't know how long they have been fighting, one of the tall people has big beads of sweat on his face, while the relatively short man opposite him has the same expression as usual, and even has a slight smile, it seems that he has won the roll.

Although Yun Fei has not learned this kind of martial arts with his will to hurt the enemy, he is not a stranger, and as the successor of the Yun family's master, he must be involved in various martial arts. Mental power and consciousness are similar, both of them hurt people with the energy released by their divine consciousness, and the injured are often extremely seriously injured, not just skin injuries. This kind of martial art generally needs to be learned by people with strong concentration, otherwise once you meet a master who also learns the martial arts of mental strength, not only can you not hurt the enemy, but you will also be eaten by your own strength, and you will lose your life without any external injury.

Uncle Hong looked at the platform along Yunfei's hand, and his heart was even more anxious, the martial arts of these two people were indeed not weak. Uncle Hong thinks that he may not be able to hurt any of them within a hundred moves. Although Yun Fei didn't like this aspect of learning martial arts since he was a child, as the instinct that the Yun family should have, he couldn't help but be enthusiastic when he saw a martial arts master, and wanted to go up and try it. This is also where Uncle Hong is afraid, here Yunfei must not reveal his identity, otherwise danger will follow.

At this time, the tall man on the stage could no longer support it, his face turned pale and fell backwards, and the last mouthful of blood sprayed on the table and planted his head on the platform. The short man smiled and didn't move, and only then did he retract his will when he saw his opponent planting the platform, and his face showed a smug look on his face, looking at the crowd on the platform.

The tall man was planted on the ground, and blood was still gushing out of his mouth, and the eyes of the surrounding crowd were more excited than pity, and soon a large area of the white ground that was originally covered with snow was dyed bright red. Yun Fei was not far from the place where the tall man was planted, and naturally he saw this qi clearly, the tall man's body was still twitching, and it seemed that the injury was not light, but the people around him just looked at it like this, and no one helped the tall man up, Yun Fei frowned, I don't know why people are so ruthless, and what kind of conference is this championship, and what kind of championship is it, and what kind of championship is it, and there are some doubts in my heart.

"I hate this guy." Yun Fei said coldly, and Uncle Hong couldn't help but feel chilled by this momentum when he stood behind Yun Fei. Uncle Hong knows that the person Yun Fei hates is the short man on the stage, Yun Fei grew up watching Uncle Hong since he was a child, although he can't say that he has a chivalrous heart that loves to fight and fight, but if he says that he hates someone, then this person will probably be unlucky.

"Young master, this is a place of right and wrong, it's better to leave it alone." Uncle Hong couldn't calm down because of Yun Fei's words, he didn't want Yun Fei to go up to compete, and he didn't want Yun Fei to have an accident under his nose. But Uncle Hong was still very worried, he didn't know if he could persuade Yun Fei, although he had persuaded Yun Fei countless times before, but Uncle Hong asked himself if he really hadn't succeeded once.

At this time, the car was even more dead, and it seems that if today's so-called championship conference is not over, Yunfei and they will not be able to get out at all. Yun Fei glanced at Uncle Hong and realized that this old man was really wrong. That day in the town, Uncle Hong said that there was no fear when there were five people from the Iron Blood Guard who blocked him, but at this moment, although Uncle Hong's face still did not change, the slightest strangeness in his eyes still did not escape Yun Fei's keen intuition. Yun Fei didn't believe that Uncle Hong was afraid, at least the lethality of the short man on the platform would definitely not make Uncle Hong afraid, could it be that Uncle Hong didn't tell Yun Fei any secrets, Yun Fei was reluctant to ask, and Yun Fei was even more reluctant to speculate with suspicion about this kind old man.

A cold wind blew and rolled up the snowstorm, and the surrounding crowd squinted their eyes and shielded their foreheads with their sleeves to cover the wind and snow. Suddenly, a white shadow rose in a straight line from under the platform, and then fell on the platform at a right angle.

Yun Fei was shocked by this person's simple movements, such a right-angle turn was not something that ordinary masters could do. Yun Fei was a little sympathetic to the short man now, no matter how strong his mental strength was, he might have been leveled by his opponent before he could make a move. Yun Fei turned his head and no longer wanted to compete on stage, hoping that the short man could support him for a while, so that he could see more about the martial arts of the people who came on stage later.