"Old man, do you see anything?" Li Yun repeated, his eyelids drooping slightly, and his gaze was deep and dark, like two black hole-like abysses.

The old man scratched his head with a smile: "I saw it." ”

Li Yun's heart was cold, and his body instantly tensed, like a lion tiger about to erupt.

However, the old man smiled and then said: "When I came back from chopping wood, I saw two wild boars fighting each other not far away, this winter, the animals are like dead, I didn't expect to see the wild boar, but unfortunately I didn't bring a guy in my hand, otherwise the mouth would be blessed." ”

"Huh."

Li Yun laughed dryly twice and took two steps closer: "Old man, how many people are in the family?" ”

The old man thought for a while: "Let's have two of them, there is a baby." ”

"How old are you? What work to do. ”

"About thirty years old!" The old man frowned: "Little brother, why are you asking so much?" ”

"It's nothing, you'll know when you wait, old man," Li Yun sighed lightly, stepped out, as if teleporting, and instantly appeared in front of the old man.

A large hand grabbed the old man's neck.

Syllable!

The big hand that was enough to crush the solid wood was slapped off by a withered and thin palm.

Li Yun was stunned.

The old man laughed: "Little brother, what are you trying to do?" ”

When Li Yun heard this, his expression was a little more solemn, he grabbed it just now, although he didn't use any strength, but let alone the sixty or seventy old man in front of him, even an adult strong man would not want to deflect his hand.

The man in front of you...

His mind moved slightly, and in an instant, Li Yun suddenly moved.

The hands were in fists, and the muscles of the whole body were exerted with force with both feet, and in an instant, the fist like a storm slammed into the old man, and the howling wind wrapped in the dense fist blew the snow falling within a radius of three meters.

This time, Li Yun used all his strength.

The wave punch with a force of nearly 800 catties, the dense fist really spread down like a wave, and the sense of oppression was extremely terrifying!

Ordinary people must be frightened and sluggish in the face of this.

However, an incredible scene was discovered, the withered old man who was only about one meter six tall, had a strange body, his hands did not move, just between the movement of his body, he perfectly and easily avoided Li Yun's dense fists.

Swish...

The old man's body was like a swallow, his toes touched the snow, his body leaned back and backwards, and his toes drew a shallow line in the snow, and he did not stop until he retreated.

Li Yun put away his hands with an ugly face, and did not pursue, even if he pursued, it would be useless.

He saw that the old man in front of him had unfathomable strength.

Even if you try your best, you are no match for it.

"How old is the young man?" The old man asked with a smile, he patted the thin clothes on his body, and his state was casual.

“22。”

"How long have you been learning martial arts?"

"One year," Li Yun said softly, standing still.

"A year," the old man muttered, smashing his lower lip.

"Why is this the case with my predecessors?" Li Yun hugged his fists and asked, he was not afraid, the strength shown by the old man in front of him, he really wanted to kill himself, it was estimated that it was not difficult, but he did not see that the old man had the idea of doing it to himself.

"Hehe, I think it's interesting," the old man raised his eyebrows like an old naughty boy: "It's you who are young and quite murderous, and I want to do it as an old man." ”

Li Yun smiled bitterly: "Forgive me, seniors, it's just fear, I don't want to live a life of being hunted down and killed." ”

"It's a bit like when I was younger, but it's not a good thing to be too murderous," the old man waved his hand.

"Okay, it's just to kill a few people from the yamen, kill it, and the old man has long seen that the people in the yamen are unhappy, and your killing is also in line with my wishes."

"This kid is also quite interesting, my name is Sun Changqing, if you are okay on weekdays, you can come to the courtyard of No. 3 Wanglai Lane to chat with the old man, the old man has come to Chunyang Town for so many days, and he feels a little boring."

As he spoke, Sun Changqing shook his head, feeling a little bored.

Li Yun didn't have much idea at this time, he just wanted to let this unfathomable old guy leave quickly: "The seniors look at the juniors, it's an honor for the juniors, I will." ”

"Haha, okay, if I don't come, I'll be angry," Sun Changqing laughed twice, then returned to the back of the cart, grabbed the handle of the cart, and said yes, pushing the cart and gradually walking away.

Li Yun watched Sun Changqing's rickety back get farther and farther away until it disappeared, and the breath he was holding in his heart finally spit out.

"I actually met a master."

Li Yun was speechless, he was not the protagonist, how could he encounter such a thing.

The old man named Sun Changqing is very strong, and he seems to have some interest in himself.

How to think, can't guess.

Let's go back quickly, and by the way, ask what is the identity of this Sun Changqing.

A person who can have such strength is definitely not a nobody in Chunyang Town.

Thinking in his heart, Li Yun left quickly.

…

"The snow is flying, killing one person in one step, the light skill is really superb, only my grandson Changqing."

Sun Changqing read the poems that he had just come up with and felt extremely handsome, carrying a large bag of black sacks in his hand, walking with steps, humming a song of Hang'er Langdang, and walking into an exquisite courtyard.

Outside the gate of the courtyard, there were two guards with an aura like cattle and a brutal body, and when Sun Changqing was seen, he was busy bowing his head and saluting.

Sun Changqing hummed the unknown Huang Ge'er, didn't bother to look at it, and walked into the courtyard.

On the edge of the pond in the courtyard, a middle-aged man wearing black letters was sitting on a chair, his body was as strong as a bear, and his eyebrows were furrowed as he looked at the paper in his hand.

"Yellow Boy."

Sun Changqing opened his mouth and casually threw the sack next to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was not angry, but tore off the paper in his hand, and after letting the henchmen on the side leave, he said in a more respectful tone: "Old Sun, where have you been again." ”

"I went outside and gained a lot," Sun Changqing pointed to the sack: "Look, the bags are full of corpses." ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, his eyes were on the sack, he opened it, and his gaze was slightly condensed: "This is..."

"Ordinary people, young men who have been tossed by the Snow God Sect, they are probably studying some mess of things," a trace of disgust flashed in Sun Changqing's eyes: "There are still remnants of the Snow God Sect, what are you kid and the yamen doing, the old man is here to support the elderly, not to deal with these ghost things." ”

"Trouble Old Sun," the middle-aged man shook his head with a wry smile: "The situation is very complicated at this stage, there is the Snow God Sect outside, and there is the Yamen inside, Cheng Chang is that old thing, I have never been used to looking down on us, I also want to deal with the Snow God Sect as soon as possible, but I am afraid that Cheng Chang will do the black." ”

"That town?"

"Well, the most headache is his son Cheng Jintong, this person..."The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, and finally said seriously: "It's amazing." ”

"Hehe, I'll take care of you, the old man came here to support the elderly, and by the way, find a disciple to pass on this skill, so as not to be beaten by the master when he goes down in the future," Sun Changqing smiled, very happy in his heart.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man said softly: "Old Sun, this is it, someone has chosen someone?" ”

"Well, it's a good seedling, let's see," Sun Changqing nodded, patted his back and coughed twice: "I won't tell you, I'll go back to listen to the play." ”

After that, Sun Changqing turned around and left slowly under the helpless gaze of the middle-aged man.