Xue Yihan finally recognized his grandfather, and his joy was beyond words.

The grandfather and grandson sat aside, Liu Suifeng took Xue Yihan's hand and kept asking, Xue Yihan answered very seriously, Liu Suifeng listened to Xue Yihan's various experiences, and his heart was both distressed and relieved.

Fu Bo took Liu Yidao, Lu Fei, and Bai Yu to the side from afar, leaving the space to Liu Suifeng's ancestors and grandchildren.

Several people all looked inquiring, and from time to time they confirmed something to Fu Bo? Fu Bo was rarely in high spirits, and he also replied with a few people, and several people also knew about Liu Hanyan's affairs to some extent, and they empathized with what happened to Xue Yihan ten years ago.

The four of them were whispering, and suddenly saw Liu Suifeng stand up, smash the table of eight immortals beside him with one palm, with an angry face, although there was a lot of curiosity in their hearts, they all forced themselves to suppress and moved farther away, for fear of hearing something they shouldn't hear.

Liu smashed the Eight Immortals Table with the wind, picked up the wine jug on the ground and smashed it again, and asked angrily, "Are you sure that Mo Shangqian said that?"

Seeing that his grandfather was angry, Xue Yihan felt a slight pain in his heart, nodded and said: "At that time, if I asked in the name of saving him, he thought that I was from the Northwest Xue family, and what I said should be believed." ”

"I will investigate the affairs of the Liu family, and the affairs of the Xue family will be handed over to your second uncle Liu Hanqing, and as for the affairs of the Su family, I will leave it to you to find out. Liu Suifeng made up his mind in an instant and said to Xue Yihan.

Xue Yihan nodded and said softly: "I was going to Suzhou for a trip, and this time my grandson will find out about the matter." ”

Liu Suifeng looked at Xue Yihan's resolute face, the anger on his face gradually disappeared, and looked at this lost grandson with a smile, and said with an indescribable liking in his heart: "The Northwest Xue family may have participated in the sniping of your mother, but Xue Ying's little girl is good, if you really like it, you must grasp the proportions, and the words of Mo Shang's relocation may not be credible, you must find out when you go to Suzhou, but don't do things that you regret." ”

Xue Yihan nodded solemnly and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, grandson knows how to do it?"

Xue Yihan hesitated, and finally asked, "How did Grandpa determine that I was Su Chen?"

Liu Suifeng smiled and scolded with satisfaction: " Listening to your uncle talk about the scene of catching Mo Shang Migration, I have some doubts about you, your kid has not seen the gold and silver mountains in the ancestral hall, and the precious calligraphy and paintings are not touched, just take away the portrait of your mother when I painted it when she was young, which makes my grandfather even more suspicious, and finally it is the ice stone in your mother's mouth, the purpose of the snow shadow is afraid that it is, and in the end the snow shadow did not get the ice spirit stone but was seriously injured, at that moment my grandfather guessed that eight or nine are not far from ten, this time let a knife secretly bring you over, is to confirm again. ”

Xue Yihan smiled, bowed to Liu Suifeng and said, "Grandpa, my grandson is not filial, and it has been so long since I came to see your old man." ”

"Get up. Liu Suifeng was relieved and said with a smile, "It's enough to see you." ”

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Gathering and dispersing, sorrows and joys.

Xue Yihan, Lu Fei and Bai Yu left the courtyard and walked slowly towards the Yanxia Mountain Villa outside the city.

At this time, it is already the beginning of the sun, the gentle spring breeze is blowing, and there is still some fragrance of flowers and plants.

Xue Yihan is full of spring breeze, Lu Fei and Bai Yu are also full of laughter, playing with each other while walking, you chase me, you chase me, so happy and lively.

Not long after leaving the city, the sky suddenly became gray, the morning sun was obscured by dark clouds, even the air exuded a trace of depression, birds rose and fell among the branches, and the sparse courtyards of people put away their clothes to dry early.

There was a deafening roar, a thick bolt of lightning.

Thundered.

Thundered.

In just a few moments, the rain poured down, as if God was venting his emotions, the wind was howling, and the lightning was thundering.

Xue Yihan and the three of them couldn't hide from the rain, they were all drenched in the pouring rain, and now the three of them were hiding from the rain under a dilapidated pavilion, looking at the heavier and heavier rain, thinking that they would not be able to go for a while.

It was dark before dawn, and the streets outside the city were empty, even if there were three or two pedestrians, all busy running around to avoid the heavy rain.

There were three fast horses running in the direction of the pavilion from outside the city, and the fast horses trampled on the muddy road, splashing a burst of water, and when they reached the pavilion, the owner suddenly pulled the reins, and the horse neighed, and the front hooves were raised high, and the gallop stopped.

Three people jumped off the horse, a young man took the lead into the pavilion, and two middle-aged men behind him walked to the edge of the pavilion after tying the horse rope, which was able to avoid the rain; the young man was dressed in brocade clothes, and he looked extremely brilliant, especially the eyes, which seemed to have the function of seducing people, although the whole body was wet by the rain, it looked a little embarrassed, but it still could not hide the temperament of the long-standing position, and the other two guarded the entrance of the pavilion on the left and right, one holding a long knife in his hand, and the other holding a horse whip, staring vigilantly at the three people in the pavilion.

The man in the Chinese costume shook the rain on his body, then looked at Xue Yihan and the three of them, and said with a wicked smile: "What do the three of you want on a rainy day?"

The three of them couldn't help but shudder when they heard his words, muttering in their hearts, but they said with a smile: "As soon as I came out of the city, I encountered this drifting heavy rain, and I originally wanted to go to Yanxia Villa, but this was not delayed." ”

Hearing them talk about Yanxia Villa, the two middle-aged men standing outside tightened their weapons, while the man in Chinese clothes smiled and said softly: "I advise the three of you not to go, now Yanxia Villa is afraid of right and wrong." ”

"The land of right and wrong, how is it the land of right and wrong, isn't there the Young Heroes Conference that was just held?" Bai Yu was puzzled when he heard this, and hurriedly asked the man in the Chinese costume.

"Yes, besides, how do you know what's going on there?" Lu Fei also asked tightly, and even Xue Yihan also cast an inquiring gaze.

The man in the costume pointed in the direction of Yanxia Villa, sighed and said: "We came from Yanxia Villa, and before we came, the villa was surrounded by a group of people in black, fortunately we were clever, otherwise we would have been trapped inside." ”

"What did you say?" Xue Yihan and the three of them hurriedly asked, and then looked in the direction of Yanxia Mountain Villa.

The rain was extremely heavy, and even though the three of them had excellent eyesight, they could only see a little smoke drifting, and the three of them were shocked, and doubts were rising in their hearts.

With such a heavy rain, from such a distance, how much smoke can be seen, and how much fire has not yet been extinguished.

At this moment, another fast horse galloped from the direction of Yanxia Villa, and when the fast horse reached the pavilion, suddenly a young man fell off the horse.

With a plop, the man plunged directly into the muddy pothole, Xue Yihan and the others ran out of the pavilion and helped the person into the pavilion from the dirt, Xue Yihan waited for him to sit down and gave him a pulse, and then showed a trace of doubt on his face.

At this time, Lu Fei asked uncertainly: "Are you Feng Wuqing?"

The man heard that someone recognized him, so he nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, yes, I am Feng Wuche, brother, do you recognize me?"

Lu Fei nodded and said: "I saw you in the ring competition yesterday, although you didn't enter the top three, but your martial arts are still very good, you came out like this, what happened to Yanxia Villa?"

Feng Wuche suddenly cried out loudly, and said while crying: "Just this morning, when everyone was about to wake up, a group of black-clothed people suddenly rushed in from outside, and they killed people when they saw them. ”

"Move the rescuers?"

"The men in black are all strong in martial arts, most of us are young people, who have experienced fighting, and now most of them are trapped inside, so we can only go to Luoyang to find the leader of the Liu Lao Alliance to move the rescuers. ”

"Brother, you wait here, I'll move the rescuers. Bai Yu got the snow and Yihan signaled, volunteered, and then didn't wait for the wind to say anything, took a fast horse and drove away in the rain.

When Bai Yu walked away, Xue Yihan and Lu Fei discussed, and then ran towards Yanxia Mountain Villa, and the still crying Feng Wuche Yi did not want to be left behind, so he took the initiative to ask Ying to sweep in front, only the head of the man in Chinese clothes shook like a rattle, and he was unwilling to reach out to help.

The three of them were reluctant to be reluctant, so they borrowed horses from them, and the three of them walked out of the pavilion and were about to get on the horse and go, at this time, Feng Wuche gently shouted Xue Yihan, and as soon as Xue Yihan turned around, he saw that Feng Wuche's face was about to paste, and the heavy rain was pervasive, and he couldn't see Feng Wuche's expression clearly, but the fierceness in his eyes was clearly seen by Xue Yihan.

"Poof".

Feng Wuche's still smiling face suddenly froze, and he only felt a pain in his chest, and an extremely short knife had pierced his heart deeply through his chest.

The short blade held in Feng Wuche's right hand hung helplessly an inch away from Xue Yihan's lower abdomen, Xue Yi looked at Feng Wuche's face coldly, and said with a cold smile: "I have suspected you since you entered the pavilion and I gave you a pulse, I didn't expect you to be so uncontrollable." ”

The rain was pouring down, and Feng Wuqing's chest was red with blood, and it flowed down the rain into the dirt, and his throat moved twice, and he let out a roar that he didn't dare to make, and his eyes widened, and he died.

Xue Yihan's face was frosty, pushing the lifeless Feng Wuche aside, and the short knife wiped back and forth on his clothes, at this time Lu Fei reacted and was speechless in shock.

The young man in Chinese clothes in the pavilion took a few steps back, and the two middle-aged men posed, for fear that the snow would be cold and hurt.

The rain hit Xue Yihan's face, blurring his vision, he wiped it fiercely with his sleeve, and then looked at the slightly ostentatious young man in the pavilion, and said coldly: "Fengqing, it's not easy to be indifferent when you see your brother killed." ”

"Fengqing, Fengqing, who is Fengqing?" asked the young man in Chinese clothes nervously and blankly.

Xue Yihan wiped the rain on his face, pulled Lu Fei to his side, and said with a cruel smile: "Why, I don't want to admit it, the disguise you used at the Young Heroes Conference is very clever, but your figure can't change, I can't remember it at first, until I catch a glimpse of Feng Wuche secretly giving you a piece of cloth I can guess in my heart?"

"Oh, what did you guess?" asked the young man in Chinese costume with a sneer.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're the mastermind behind the affairs of Yanxia Villa, right? ”

"What? is he the Wind Without a Trace?" asked Lu Fei, who had not returned to his senses.