Every bleak long night, Jiang Lan always recalls Yin Ming's gentleness to herself, so that she can sleep peacefully.

Jiang Lan sighed lightly, but didn't say anything after all.

It was impossible for her to choose Yin Ming, because this man could not give her what she wanted.

Yin Ming won't say anything.

Even if the predecessor liked Jiang Lan, even if this Jiang Lan also liked Yin Ming, it was impossible for him to accept this woman.

He is Yin Ming, but he is not the Yin Ming that Jiang Lan likes.

At this time, a discordant applause suddenly sounded.

The young man who came with Jiang Lan was slowly clapping his hands with a gloomy smile on his face.

He said in a weird way: "Hehe, what a touching reunion of lovers, it's really touching!"

Feng Xingdao lowered his face and said, "It turned out to be you, I don't remember inviting you, let me out immediately." ”

His words were very polite, because he hated this group of cross-border family members the most.

Everyone has a background, so can't they give the head snake a face?

The young man raised his chin and said coldly, "What are you?"

"Get out of the way and think about whether you deserve to talk to me!"

Feng Xingdao frowned, suddenly lifted his robe, and pulled out the short knife under his ribs.

This is Qianshewei's knife, and he hasn't returned it yet.

Feng Xingdao said angrily: "You dog, believe it or not, Lao Tzu slashed you with a knife." ”

This is a harsh word.

Feng Xingdao wanted to arrest this guy and send him to Jingzhao Mansion to be sentenced to a crime of disturbing the market.

Although the most is a fine of money, for the family, the loss of face is not something that money can make up.

The young man looked at Feng Xingdao coldly and did not speak.

Behind him, two people strode up.

One is Uncle Turtle who I saw that day, but the other big man has never seen it, but his momentum is stronger than that Uncle Turtle.

The young man said coldly: "Uncle Turtle, Uncle Jia, this Tang Dynasty is really bold, and now there is another person who threatens to kill my famous disciple." ”

Uncle A hung his head and seemed to be very restrained.

Uncle A said: "Although this little brother is very good at farting, his strength is much worse than that of Yin Thief. ”

Yin Ming's head was big for a while, and he had a bad premonition.

He is open-minded by nature and generally sees things very openly, but after coming to this world, there is only one thing that he is very disgusted with.

That is to carry the black pot for Yin Dashuai.

Last time, he saw that this Hebo family must have a grudge against Yin Dashuai.

Yin Ming looked at the other party's posture and groaned in his heart, does this little boy know his identity?

At this time, Feng Xingdao burst into a shout, drew a knife in his hand, and rushed forward.

Yin Ming knew in his heart that it was not good, although Feng Xingdao was also a genius, compared to Uncle Turtle and Uncle Jia, there was a huge gap in cultivation age after all.

Yin Ming didn't have time to think about it, he held the hand of the wine glass, and his fingers suddenly poked into the wine glass.

His fingers quickly drew out of the wine glass, and the word "ding" was written in mid-air.

Although he doesn't practice martial arts, he writes this word faster than a martial artist.

Feng Xing's knife hadn't been cut out yet, and he had already finished writing the word.

In mid-air, the wine was strangely suspended, taking on the shape of the word "Ding".

This is the true meaning of the word, which is revealed and enshrined in the wine.

Feng Xingdao's body stiffened, and he was strangely frozen, and the knife didn't cut out.

Feng Xingdao knew that this was Yin Ming's means, and couldn't help but shout: "Old Yin, what do you mean by this?"

"This is the capital, if you dare to be presumptuous in front of our brothers, you must make them look good. ”

At this time, Wang Xiyuan shouted: "Feng Xingdao, you shut up." ”

Uncle Jia suddenly raised his head and said a little blankly: "You are lucky to have picked up a life." ”

He looked at Yin Ming again and said, "The methods are interesting, like the Dao method that was passed down by the human race in the past, but there are differences. ”

Yin Ming's heart sank, knowing that the Hebo family had a long heritage, and it was one of the first major families to rise when martial arts were rising.

Among their tribe, there will be records of the past Taoism.

Wang Xiyuan said cautiously: "After this self-proclaimed famous family, could it be that he is talking about the five famous families of my human race?"

Uncle A said: "The young man is good, he has some eyesight, this is Lord Hebo is a young son." ”

Wang Xiyuan couldn't help but gasp because he guessed something.

Wang Xiyuan said in disbelief: "I heard that in the past, the eldest son of Hebo and my Tang Yin had a duel in Luoqingchuan. ”

"The eldest son of Hebo brought eight masters of the clan, one of whom was surnamed Gui and one was surnamed Jia......"

The Uncle Turtle suddenly stepped forward and said sharply: "Boy, what you said is right, it is the old man and the two." ”

"If you bump into this today, you can only blame your bad luck, and don't blame the old man after you die. ”

He is going to kill people in Hongjing City!

Feng Xingdao was scared for a while at this time, only to know that it was these two people.

If Yin Mingshi hadn't stopped him, he would have been a corpse by now.

He also heard about the things back then, Yin Dashuai had a grudge with the eldest son of Partridge River.

The two fought to the death in Luo Qingchuan.

Yin Dashuai went to the meeting alone, and the eldest son of Partridge River Bo brought eight masters, among whom the lowest cultivation was also a martial artist.

At that time, Yin Dashuai and the eldest son of Hebo were both stuck in the realm of promotion congenital.

This battle can be said to be a duel between the two top powerhouses of the young generation at that time.

Who would have thought that Yin Dashuai killed Hebo's eldest son in less than 500 moves, and he himself was not injured at all.

Then the eight masters attacked in groups, wanting to avenge the young master.

Yin Dashuai was one enemy and eight, bloody and crazy, and the last eight people were five dead and three wounded, and only three escaped.

This Uncle Turtle and Uncle A were both top geniuses in the past, and they were even expected to be congenital.

It was Yin Dashuai who cut off their martial arts path with one palm.

Moreover, their realm declined, and it took many years to return to the martial artist realm, but they never wanted to return to the peak.

The Hebo family, with the handsome Tang Yin, is definitely an enmity with the sky!

The corners of Feng Xingdao's mouth grinned, and he said, "Damn, if you have a grudge, go to Yin Dashuai, what are you looking for a few of our juniors?"

The young man said with a smile: "Hehe, since you are friends with Young Marshal Yin, I think you must be willing to bury him with him, right?"

Everyone's faces changed, it turned out that this guy was coming for Yin Ming.

At this time, a teenager jumped up suddenly, pointed at Yin Ming and said loudly: "I have nothing to do with him, let me go!"

The young man smiled and said, "If you dare to tell the story here, you should understand the consequences, right?"

The boy gritted his teeth, nodded heavily, and then reflexively ran to the windowsill and jumped off the tall building.

He's just a martial artist, and he has to fall unconscious this time.

He'd rather be injured than die here.

The young man was not worried about the boy breaking his promise.

The terrifying strength of the Hebo family, the more people in the upper echelons of power, the clearer they are.