At dusk.

The sun has not yet set, and the weather is cool as October approaches.

Under the leadership of their parents, many children and teenagers in the Mingyue community have been trained in physical strength, agility, and weapon attack methods.

The Mingyue Community is a martial arts community, and the martial wind is very strong. Some of the warriors stood by with a smile and watched, and some even gave instructions in person.

Sou!

A blood-red triangular fighter came to the sky above the Mingyue Community, slowed down and slowly hovered.

Wow~

The hatch opens.

Yunhe, who was dressed in black casual clothes and carrying a backpack, flew down from the sky, and his figure fell into the villas in the community in a flash.

Then the door of the flight fighter plane closed and quickly left.

Many people in the community looked up at this scene in horror.

Flying?

A parliamentarian-level powerhouse?!

"Who was that strong man just now?"

"It looks a little familiar, it seems to be the God of War of Yunhe!"

"Yunhe God of War!? Isn't he dead? The martial arts hall only made an announcement this morning! ”

The warriors in the community were boiling and talking.

A martial artist hurriedly turned on his communication watch and logged in to the official website of the Extreme Martial Arts Gym. Unexpectedly, it was discovered that the announcement announcing the death of Yunhe and Luo Feng in the morning had been deleted.

Is it child's play?

What about playing?

……

Yunhe entered his home where he hadn't come back for a whole year, but fortunately, the death notice was officially released in the morning, and the community hadn't had time to take back the house.

Otherwise, the home is gone, and it's funny.

Hurriedly put down his things, Yunhe went out again and ran to Luo Feng's house.

The Extreme Martial Arts Hall has just officially announced the death this morning, and the vulture Li Yao's revenge has just begun, so there shouldn't be an accident yet.

There was no one in the courtyard of Luo Feng's house, and the flowers and plants seemed to have not been taken care of for a long time, and they were a little messy.

Ding dong!

Ring the doorbell.

"Yunhe...... Uh, Councilor Cloud? At this time, Wu Tong rushed over, followed by a group of warriors.

Yunhe rang the doorbell again, didn't look back, and said, "I'll talk about something later." ”

"Don't worry, Councilor Yun, you're busy first." Wu Tong immediately understood, turned around and left, and by the way, drove away the people who were gathered in the distance.

Click~

The door opened, and Luo Hua, who was not yet twenty years old this year, but had already looked much more mature, opened the door with a tired face.

"Yun ......" Luo Hua opened his mouth wide, looked at Yunhe standing outside the door in disbelief, his complexion changed several times, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Let's go inside."

Yun He smiled slightly, stepped forward to put his arm around his shoulders, and led him to the house.

Luo Hua followed in a daze, obviously not yet reacting.

Entering the house, in the hall, Luo Hongguo and Gong Xinlan were sitting on the sofa, their faces silent. There was a sense of sadness throughout the house.

"Xiaohua, who's coming? …… Stream? Gong Xinlan asked casually, looked up, and was stunned.

Luo Hongguo turned around and looked at him, and he was also stunned.

"Uncle Luo, Aunt Lan, I have worried you. I'm stuck in one place and just came out today...... Luo Feng too, he's fine, don't worry, he'll be back in a few months......"

Yunhe explained to them and comforted.

Looking at Uncle Luo and Aunt Lan, who were obviously much older than a year ago, Yunhe felt quite uncomfortable.

"Really?"

"Xiaofeng is really okay?"

Luo Hongguo and Gong Xinlan were both extremely excited, with tears in their eyes, and Luo Hua's eyes were also red.

Since Yunhe and Luo Feng were trapped for three months, the Extreme Martial Arts Gym had already arranged for someone to come to the door to tell them the news that Luo Feng and Yunhe might have died, and their family has been in grief since then.

It wasn't until this morning that the Extreme Martial Arts Gym officially issued an announcement confirming the death information of Luo Feng and Yunhe, and they felt as if the sky was about to fall.

"Of course it's true, don't worry, Luo Feng will be back in three or four months at most." Yun He replied affirmatively.

"Great!"

"Xiaofeng is really fine......

"I knew my brother was going to be fine."

Luo Hongguo and the three of them cried with joy.

Yunhe smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Feng, you kid owes me a lot.

……

Night.

The moonlight was as cool as water, immersed in the martial arts training hall on the second floor.

Yun He was wearing loose practice clothes, sitting cross-legged on the floor, his eyes slightly closed, and his right hand palm was lifted, and a small black hole with a diameter of about ten centimeters was suspended above, rotating rapidly on the palm.

Wisps of moonlight were drawn in and submerged into the black hole.

Around the black hole, the space is faintly distorted, and at a glance, people have a sense of time and space confusion.

Yunhe is comprehending the law and cultivating quietly.

In the evening, after having dinner at Luo Feng's house and chatting with them for a while, Yunhe came back.

Wu Tong had the foresight to arrange for someone to wait at the door to help Yunhe clean the house.

Life is quiet again.

In addition to cultivating every day, Yunhe occasionally goes to Luo Feng's house to eat and chat with them.

The Luo family's mood is no longer so sad, and their faces are getting better day by day, although they are still worried in their hearts, they finally have hope.

There is one more councillor in the Palace of the God of War. Yun Councillor.

Many forces have arranged for people to come and get in touch with each other in an attempt to win over relations. Except for one meeting, Yunhe disappeared from the rest.

I don't have enough time to cultivate, who has time to talk to you about all those trivial and personal affairs?

More than a month later, when I was having dinner at Luo Feng's house one day, I heard Gong Xinlan very angrily say that so-and-so in the community was too much, and his mouth was too ugly.

Yunhe had already guessed something, and asked Luo Hua privately, and Luo Hua also guessed that it was the person arranged by the vulture Li Yao.

Yunhe didn't say anything, just asked Luo Hua and them to be careful, don't care about those ugly remarks, they will naturally deal with it when Luo Feng comes back.

This kind of thing, Yun He doesn't plan to meddle too much, as long as Li Yao is not too excessive, Yun He plans to let him live a few more days, anyway, it's just a matter of a month.

Li Yao is now on the verge of death frantically, as if he is using his life to test the bottom line of Yunhe, and everything he does is wandering back and forth at the boundary of that red line.

In fact, a little person like this, whether he is alive or dead, Yunhe doesn't care, it's not worth wasting.

He had already greeted the head of the official special department, and Li Yao's actions were all recorded in private.

When Luo Feng comes back and sees these things, I believe he will tell the vulture Li Yao what is called the anger of the Luo City Lord.

These things, perhaps in the eyes of vulture Li Yao, are hovering outside the bottom line of Yunhe. However, these things, in Luo Feng's eyes, are the reverse scales that will die if they are touched.

Yunhe smiled slightly, it was really hard to persuade the damn ghost.

Is it bad to be alive?

Why do you have to die?

Shaking his head, he ignored it and continued to concentrate on the law.

Now he is very busy, and he has to understand the three laws of light, space, and time.

Every time the three laws are realized, they must be fused together and then merged into the mixed hole.

It's like knitting a sweater, you first find three different threads, then merge them into one thread, and then use that thread to knit the sweater.

Find one thread, find another, then the third, and finally blend into a short, thin thread. Then use this thin thread to complete the whole sweater 1/10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,

The whole project is so large that it is frightening to death.

Yunhe didn't know what year and month it would take for him to finally complete the finished product.

I can only do a little bit every day, and it takes time to slowly accumulate it.

At least it's off to a good start, isn't it?