In the Sun Mansion, Sun Hui, the head of the Sun family, sat respectfully opposite a young girl.

The girl combed her hanging bun, folded the fan in her hand, and gently tapped the tabletop.

Sun Hui subconsciously held the celadon bowl in front of him with both hands, and thought a few times in his mind. No matter how Long Yuyun provoked the Xuan Shengji of the Female Sect in front of him, he was destined to not be able to get half a cent today, even if he was guilty of asking for it, I am afraid that he would not be able to make up for it. Besides, with the arrogant temperament of Long Roaring Cloud, he will definitely not be able to bow his head and ask for sin. In this way, how could Long Yuyun and the Long clan behind him live?

When Sun Hui was young, he once read a travelogue that said that there were vast grasslands west of Borneo overseas, and there were lions, vultures, and wildebeest on the grasslands, and every time the lions hunted wildebeest, vultures would follow and feed on the remaining carcasses of wildebeest. Today's situation in Ping'an County is like the grassland recorded in the travelogue, the girl sect is a group of lions, and the Long family is a wildebeest under the mouth of the lion's fangs, so their Sun family is a vulture hovering in the air, and the vulture itself can not be a wildebeest, but the lions can, as long as the lions are full, the vultures can swallow the remaining wildebeest carcasses that the lions do not look down on.

In other words, as long as the Long clan is destroyed, then this Ping'an county will be in the pocket of their Sun clan.

The palace official suddenly asked, "Mr. Sun, is that woman very important to you?"

Sun Hui was stunned, and immediately understood that the "woman" in the palace official's mouth referred to Long Yuyun's wife You Shuang, and after a moment of silence, Zhengse said: "There is a saying in Buddhism that the suffering of the world is 'unwanted' and 'can't let go', You Shuang is what I couldn't ask for many years ago, and I can't let go of it over the years. ”

The palace official smiled lightly, "I didn't expect Mr. Sun to be an amorous person." ”

Sun Hui suddenly showed a little shame, "Let the palace girl smile." ”

The palace official smiled: "It's not a bad thing to be amorous, if you can live up to it, it's a good thing for the blessing of all people, Mr. Sun, don't you say?"

Sun Hui nodded and said, "What Miss Gong said is extremely true. ”

The palace official held his cheek with one hand and muttered: "The world is safe and secure, and it is as good as it is?"

Without waiting for Sun Hui to answer, the palace official had already gotten up and said, "Okay, it's time for us to leave, go to the Long Clan's mansion, and watch this last big play." ”

In the backyard of the Long family's mansion, a young woman with a complicated expression walked out of the living room, stood under the porch, and looked at the heavy rain outside.

This Long Mansion has a history of more than 300 years, and after generations of expansion and renovation, it finally has the scale it is today. In the past three hundred years, how many winds and rains have swept away, and the rise and fall of the Long clan has been witnessed here. Who would have thought that today's mansion is in a precarious situation, could it be that the hard work of dozens of generations over the past 300 years will be destroyed today?

The flowers are rich and rich, no more than peonies, but once the spring passes, it is difficult to escape the withering and drifting. The Long family was originally a big family with flourishing leaves, just like the king of the red and purple flowers, but the wealth was too much, and it was inevitable that it would be scattered in the dust. I don't know from which generation, the Long family began to become a thin heir, the number of people gradually withered, to the generation of Long Yuyun, it has become a single generation, no brothers, no uncles, now he is not confused, there is still no half of the heir under his knees, even if there is no sudden wind and rain, the Long family has also come to a broken road, this wind and rain just accelerated the process.

The woman has been the pillow person of Long Roaring Cloud for twenty years, and she knows that the head of the Long Clan's current generation, Long Roaring Cloud, is a thin and cool person, and she does not attach much importance to the inheritance of the Long Clan, and pays more attention to her own martial arts cultivation, as long as she can reach the peak of martial arts, even if the Long Clan dies, it doesn't matter much.

So did this wind and rain blow down the Long family, or did it blow down the dragon roaring cloud? Or did the two blow down together?

Nobody knows.

Outside the corridor, the torrential rain poured down, splashing on Ping'an County, and the sky and earth were white.

Wind and rain.

The Long clan seems to have really run out of gas.

The young woman finally couldn't bear it anymore, and told the maid to get an umbrella, and then she walked to the front yard with an umbrella alone.

The faces of the two men were constantly intertwined in front of her eyes, vividly.

The arrogant and domineering Long Yuyun, the empathetic Sun Hui, logically speaking, since her first private meeting with Sun Hui, she should have no nostalgia for Long Yuyun, but when it came to the end, she hesitated a little, so she decided to take one last look at Long Yuyun.

She held an umbrella alone and walked quickly to the main gate of the Long Mansion, the closer she got, the heavier the rain, the sound of the wind was agitated, the rain was like a mountain torrent, like a river bursting its embankment, and the umbrella surface trembled slightly.

An oil-paper umbrella can't cover the huge wind and rain, You Shuang's embroidered shoes have already been soaked, even the skirt is full of mud, and the soybean rain is slapped on her beautiful cheeks, which makes people feel pitiful.

But at this moment, she didn't feel pitiful, she just felt that the man standing at the door was pitiful, she could see his back from a distance, still tall and straight, majestic like a mountain, in fact, seriously, how can there be any enmity between the two of them, it's just that he forcibly married her back then, she has been pampered over the years, and where has she suffered anything, but she is even more sorry for him.

Coming to the bottom of the gate of the mansion, although the chief steward who was guarding this place was surprised that his wife would appear here at this time, at this time, he had no time to take care of it, so he could only order a few remaining bankers to guard his wife.

At this time, outside the door, the majestic figure of the dragon roaring cloud was isolated in the vast heavy rain, and the majestic qi of the True Realm was surging out, so that the raindrops falling from the sky were completely transpirated into repeated mist when they were still more than a foot away from his head.

Looking at the woman holding the sword opposite him, she was not far behind, as if she was holding an invisible umbrella, and the raindrops were always excluded from three feet away.

The heavy rain was pouring down, but it couldn't suppress Long Xiaoyun's deep voice, "What about Qinghui Ji of the Lady Sect? This is Jingzhou, not the northwest, and it's not your turn to make rules here!"

When the woman holding the sword heard this, she just smiled lightly.

In all fairness, the backer behind Long Yuyun is not small, but it is a dignified Jing Zen sect, the first seat of his master Luohan Hall, and it is one of the few big names in the entire Jing Zen sect, but it is a pity that today's Jing Zen sect is closing the mountain and closing the temple for some reason that cannot be said to outsiders, and it is impossible for anyone to appear here.

Long Yuyun continued: "Even if there is no Jing Zen Sect, what can you do to me with only one person and one sword?

Qing Huiji, who was also in the realm of returning to the truth, was very calm, and said-for-tat: "You only defend and not attack with the body of King Kong, how can you hurt me?

Long Yuyun, who exuded a faint golden luster from his body, said in a deep voice: "Qing Huiji, there is no need to provoke each other, Long will naturally make a move when it is time to make a move, but I am afraid that by that time, you will die unwillingly." ”

Qing Hui Ji said calmly: "I want to learn from Your Excellency's high skills." ”

Long Yuyun sneered, no longer engaged in verbal disputes, the golden luster on the whole body became more and more intense, almost like substance, and his skin completely turned golden, which was already somewhat similar to the golden body of the Arhat in the Buddhist scriptures.

Qing Huiji's face finally showed a bit of solemnity, and she no longer held the sword, but reached out to hold the hilt of the long sword in her arms.

With her as the center of the circle, all the raindrops hovered still in an instant, and the grains were distinct.

At this moment, each hovering raindrop is like a mirror, which can clearly reflect the figure of Qing Huiji.

Then she slowly drew her sword from its sheath and pointed it at the dragon's roaring clouds.

The heavy rain was enveloped by the sword, swirling and converging, forming a huge rain tornado in front of the woman.

At the same time, the raindrops around her no longer stagnated, but instead of continuing to fall, they were lifted back to the Nine Heavens by the majestic qi.

This is already the handiwork of manpower to reverse the time of the sky, and it was nothing more than Li Xuandu's sword back then.

Li Xuandu, who had been fighting for a long time, said to Hu Liang: "This Qinghui Ji has seen the threshold of the realm of heaven and man. ”