With a shudder, the old lady turned her head to look at him: "You ......" "Anjue!" With a low roar, a foot was already kicked in his back. Swiftly flashed to the side, and Ann dodged easily.

"Anjie, don't deceive people too much!" With his hands clenched into fists, Mi Yu glared at him angrily.

With the same glare, An Jue clenched his fists, and the eyes of the 'yin' owl were full of anger.

Taking a breath secretly, Mi Yu didn't mean to give up, and with all his strength, he raised his foot and kicked him again.

Without dodging or dodging, An Jue raised his hand to block her flying kicks, and then grabbed her shoulder with his hand. Mi Yu hurriedly dodged, and then fell to the ground and swept towards him. An refused to dodge a backflip, and Mi Yu lost no time in turning over and rushing over to chop with his hands.

An Jue also stood firm with his hands to block her approved hand, and stretched out his foot to kick her. The speed was so fast that Mi Yu couldn't dodge, and he kicked backwards and crashed into the wall.

"Stop!" The old lady and Murong Liancheng became anxious.

An Jue glared at Mi Yu angrily, and his cruel eyes did not intend to show mercy at all.

With a flick of his fist, Mi You's mana kicked at him again, and a flying 'leg' was followed by a spiral ladder, which made An Jue difficult to parry for a while. He threw back and crashed into the 'door' frame, but he wasn't that easy to deal with. When Mi You kicked him again, he suddenly propped his hands back, his feet slid down, and he quickly slipped out of Mi You's collapse, and then jumped up and grabbed Mi You's back shoulders, his fingers tightly clasped her shoulder blades, making her unable to move.

"Uh-huh......" muffled in pain, Miyu turned his back to him.

"Do you think I really dare not kill you?" Calm your voice, and stop the 'yin' owl road.

"Ann, let her go!" Murong Liancheng stood up and roared angrily.

Mi Yu bit his lip unwillingly, then turned around and slammed a knife hand down his neck. An Jue hurriedly dodged away, but she also cut a scar on her neck. The anger on his body increased sharply, and An Jue raised his fist again. But the old lady suddenly said, "Stop, Afan!"

The raised fist stopped in mid-air, and An Jue's back stiffened. Mi You also maintained a dodging posture with a stunned face, and even Murong Liancheng couldn't help but be extremely surprised.

"Old ...... What are you talking about, old lady? Murong Liancheng was stunned for a while, and stared at the old lady in surprise.

"I ......" The old lady's eyes were on An Jue, and when she heard the question, she looked back at him slightly, and then looked at An Jue: "I...... Anjue, who taught you that trick just now? Frowning, the old lady's tone softened.

An Jue put down his raised fist, turned his head and stared at her coldly.

The old lady stared at him, looking at his cold, even angry and hateful gaze.

Mi Yu also retracted his attack, his surprised gaze constantly wandering over the old lady and An Jue.

Afan? The old lady won't treat An Jue as Long Yufan, right?

"'Milk' 'Milk', he ......" Mi Yu swallowed.

But the old lady's eyes changed, there was no surprise, no doubt, only an indescribable pain and nostalgia.

An Jue didn't look over his head coldly, his anger had not yet dissipated, his expression was still angry, but there was a touch of complexity rolling under his eyes, and finally turned into ridicule. "Thank you so much, remember!" His fists were full of green tendons, and An Jue said in an extremely sarcastic 'tone'.

The heart was suffocated, the heartbeat missed a beat, and the old lady burst into tears. But I want to speak, but I can't say it.

Murong Liancheng looked surprised, stared at An Jue for a while before saying, "Ah... Afan, are you really?!" This should be something he couldn't have imagined! This person, this person is actually Long Yufan, the dead Long Yufan!

But no matter how he looked at it, he felt that this person couldn't be Long Yufan, because they weren't the same type of person at all! Whether it's temperament or attitude, it's two people who are completely different!" The old lady ......" shook her head at the old lady, Murong Liancheng felt that it was impossible!

But the old lady already knew it in her heart, because she knew very well that An Jue's slippery move just now was something that Long Yufan came up with in a hurry during training when they were children! Except for her and Long Yuze, no one else has seen it at all! Even if An Jue and Long Yufan had any good 'friendship', he couldn't use it so skillfully, and even the angle and strength were exactly the same!

And, Ann will never admit it?

Mi You was completely in a state of horror, staring at An Jue in a daze and unable to react.

What, this person is Long Yufan?! This person is actually Long Yufan!

But his face doesn't look like the person in the photo at all! However, thinking back to his understanding of the Long family, as well as his hatred, as well as his ambiguity with Jiao Jiao, it seems that his speculation that he is Long Yufan is even more convincing!

It was all silent, and the room was so quiet that even the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

Mi Yu kept swallowing, and the strange atmosphere made her completely unaware of what she was going to do.

After being silent for a long time, staring at An Jue for a long time, the old lady finally spoke: "Afan, are you here to take revenge?" "He is planning to change his name and surname and come back, and he speaks ill of her, if not revenge, then what else can he do?

The old lady already knew in her heart that bitter remorse was rolling in again, but there was also comfort, because he was not dead!

Her face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of frost, and she stared straight at her, and her heart was full of emotional ups and downs, but the biggest thing was hatred. "Do you still expect me to be filial to you?" continued to speak ill of each other, and An Jue was extremely sarcastic: "Or, you are disappointed to see that I am not dead, right?" ”

"No...... Afan, 'milk' and 'milk' don't think like this!" Hurriedly shaking her head, the old lady was already in tears. "'Milk' 'Milk'? Oh, I can't afford to be the descendants of the Long family! I can't even do it if I recognize a thief as my father!" roared, the bone joints kept coming from the gurgling moans, and An Jue's eyes were covered with a touch of blood: "God really has eyes, and evil is rewarded!" Today, I am no longer Long Yufan, I am An Jue, and I want your Long family's blood debt to be repaid by the blood from outside! What you did to my family and what you did to me, I will repay you twice! It's not just you, it's Long Yuze! Your most beloved grandson, I want him to taste the pain of his wife and family!"

"Don't ...... Avan ...... It's all my fault, I'll pay it back for my fault, it's good if you want to kill me, whatever, 'milk' and 'milk' won't blame you!" The old lady cried sadly, saying remorse, "Afan's 'milk' 'milk' is sorry for you...... 'milk' 'milk' is sorry for you......"

"Excuse me? Of course you're sorry for me! Your Long family killed all my family, and you personally ordered me to be assassinated, and you killed my favorite 'woman'! You almost orphaned my son! You're sorry for me, not just a little bit! You can pay it back with your life!" Roaring, An's absolute hatred went deep into the abyssal sea, and the pain was like a knife. Even if the old lady is like this now, he can't forgive!

"Afan ......" the old lady cried bitterly. Murong Liancheng and Mi You were stunned, not knowing what to say at all.

Yes, the old lady is sorry for Long Yufan, and the Long family is sorry for his family. So, morally speaking, revenge is a matter of course!

But...... How could they watch An Jue take revenge on the Long family?

"Since you are Afan, then let's sit down and talk about it, hatred cannot be solved by revenge!" After thinking about it, Murong Liancheng said.

"Say? Say what? What else can you say to compensate me?!" An Jue glared at him angrily: "Unless the Long family is destroyed, otherwise, my revenge will always be revenged!" After saying it coldly, An Jue left the room angrily.

"Afan! Afan!" The old lady hurriedly got out of bed and staggered to the ground: "Afan...... Avans......"

"Old lady!" Milk''''!" Mi You and Murong Liancheng hurriedly supported her together. "Old lady......" Murong Liancheng looked at her with a heartache.

"Ah Fan...... "The old lady called Long Yufan's name sadly: "Ah Fan...... 'milk' and 'milk' are wrong, 'milk' and 'milk' are really sorry for you......"

"'Milk' 'Milk' ......" her heart was sour, and Mi You hugged the old lady into her arms: "'Milk' and 'milk', don't ...... 'milk' like this, 'milk' ......"

"Woo...... Avan ......"

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Secretly 'touching' 'touching' According to the map drawn by Anne, Jin Jian smoothly 'touched' to An Zhihua's room. Then stand in front of a room 'door'.

"Hmm...... It should be here, right? "Referring to the map, he looked at the 'door' in front of him. After making sure that everything was correct, he quickly entered the code on the 'door' lock. With two "tick ticks", the lock of the 'door' opened smoothly.

Raising his eyebrows, he hurriedly sneaked in.

Because this is the Long family, even if this is An Zhihua's room, there is actually nothing in it, just a 'bed', a table and a computer.

Seeing these furnishings, Yao Yao was obviously disappointed.

A room where you can't even see a folder is of little news value.