The dim candlelight flickered, and behind the table was half-dim, and the man playing with the one-legged bird showed only half of his face, half his hand, and half of his body.

He was well maintained, the skin on his face was still smooth, and his fingers were thin and long, and he looked like a hand with a sword.

The candlelight flickered, and even his dead gray eyes were a little more colorful.

"Father, you are very disturbed",

He said in a playful tone.

The six elders sat on either side like wooden figures, some drowsy, some with serious faces, and the atmosphere in this room was also serious, but he did not fit in with the atmosphere here.

Ji Shaokang frowned and said: "You know that Lu Hong is not a person who is easy to deal with",

"He looks gentle, but his heart is actually harder than anyone else",

"Sun Yao and Liu Yang are not easy to match",

When he spoke, Ji Shaoan raised his free hand, he didn't say a name, Ji Shaoan raised a finger, knowing that after he finished speaking, Ji Shaoan smiled and said: "Three",

"There are only three of them, and we have eight",

He only said the number of people, and he didn't seem to hear Ji Shaokang's other words at all.

Ji Shaokang narrowed his eyes and said word by word: "Fourteen years ago, they were also three, and we still have more than eight",

Of course, he was talking about fourteen years ago, when Liu Yang and Sun Yao skipped the Council of Elders and rashly finalized the matter of Lu Hong's inheritance.

Ji Shao'an's fingers enchanted on the one-legged bird stiffened, and then he laughed softly: "Father, it's not what it used to be......

"Oh~, but I don't know if it's getting better or worse?",

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the door, and a long shadow fell to the ground, and then he walked in in a green coat.

The person who came was handsome and handsome, and his eyebrows were full of sharp energy, and his whole person was like a sharp sword at this time.

A sword that could come out of its sheath at any moment.

Lu Hong was like this when he was very young, often lazy and lazy, looking like a prodigal son, but occasionally when he was serious, he was sharp.

Now he rarely shows that lazy appearance, more than ten years of qi cultivation kung fu makes him always look like a Yuan Shiyue Pavilion style, but everyone knows that this is just his appearance, just like the Buddha's Dharma three thousand, that grandmaster is just a face he has become accustomed to, his real appearance is heroic, and the qi on his body is sharper than a sword.

When he came in, Ji Shaokang's fingers couldn't help but tremble.

When he saw Liu Yang and Sun Yao walking in, the uneasiness in his heart increased a little.

But Ji Shaoan didn't look at Lu Hong or Liu Yang, his eyes were always fixed on Sun Yao.

Many people have forgotten that Sun Yao was only a half-grown child when she first came, and although she was a little reserved when Ji Xuewei introduced the elders of the Council of Elders to her, she already had some of everyone's demeanor.

Ji Xuewei taught her swordsmanship, piano skills, and chess scores, wanting to train her into an all-rounder, she lived up to expectations, grew up quickly, and gradually the boys and girls who were sparring with her could no longer keep up with her pace, only he could.

At that time, the apricot blossoms were sparse, and the reputation of the beautiful woman in red had spread all over the big victory.

He will never allow himself to fall behind her, not because he is so strong, but because he always thinks that only if he is strong enough can he be worthy of her and protect her.

But Sun Yao is not a weak woman who needs the protection of others, and she is by no means a person who is easily emotional.

He felt that he could only be worthy of her when he received the inheritance token from Ren Feixian, and he had been waiting for that day.

However, the reality is always so ruthless, in his heart, the pure and immaculate, sacrosanct woman actually jumped over the senators, skipped the Ji family, and snatched Ren Feiji's inheritance from him in an arrogant way and handed it over to another hairy child.

In the sword house, at the ceremony, she looked at the child's eyes full of doting, as if that child was the hope of the future of Xinghua Village, and it was also her hope, that kind of gaze, that kind of attitude made him feel unbearable even for a moment.

Fourteen years had passed, and for the past fourteen years he had been indulging in the thrill of wine, indulging in the thrill of killing, and he felt that he should have forgotten about the woman in red a long time ago, but when he saw her again, and saw her radiant appearance, he realized that he was wrong, very wrong.

A man may have many women in his life, but the most unforgettable thing for him is always the one who did not get the beginning.

When you lose the person you love the most, you think you will forget her, but in fact she has become a deep scar in your heart, people may be able to forget this scar for a while, but when you inadvertently see this scar, you can only admit that this scar exists, and the wound caused by that person can never heal.

When he saw Sun Yao, it was rare that there was no murderous look in his eyes, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

Even he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had shown such a smile, but it was an instinct in front of Sun Yao.

It's a pity that Sun Yao can only avoid his gaze and avoid his gentleness, and when Lu Hong helped Liu Yang sit down, she sat down in the head of the south.

This position shows that she is on Lu Hong's side.

His heart tingled again.

Qing'er also walked in, but as soon as she stepped out, the gray-clothed old man sitting at the head of the left side said coldly: "When will even a little girl be able to set foot in the Council of Elders?"

This gray-clothed old man is also a respected old man in Xinghua Village, old and old, because of his old qualifications and high prestige, he is now the head of the six elders, and he is also a very respected member of the elders in the village. Of course, his name is rarely mentioned, and no one dares to call him by his first name, and the people in the village call him Qu Lao.

Qing'er still remembered his kind appearance before, he saw everyone with a smiling face, after the sacrifice of Jianlu, he often hugged Lu Hong to play on his lap, of course, he also loved her and Wu, but now he has changed, he has become indifferent and ruthless, and he turned her away with such a blunt attitude, she suddenly found that this kind of person seems to be born with two faces, sometimes kind, sometimes ruthless, and changes at will.

Her face was a little unbearable, tears were already rolling in her eyes, and her other foot did not dare to step forward.

She had seen that there would soon be a storm in the house, a storm that would tear many people apart.

The old man snorted coldly again: "The master is becoming more and more unruly, the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, and even the subordinates are not well disciplined."

He turned his back to the door, and he didn't even open his eyes from beginning to end, showing extreme contempt for people, and he obviously had a long-term grudge against Lu Hong.

Qing'er sobbed, rubbed her reddish eyes and wanted to withdraw.