This is a nameless mountain with an altitude of at least two thousand meters. On the top of the mountain are two rows of houses made of red bricks and green tiles. They seem quiet and elegant in the green mountains and jungles.
In front of the house is an open space with an area of about 1,000 square meters. It may have been trampled by people all year round, so that no grass can grow. In the center of the flat land, someone spread white lime powder to a circle with a diameter of about five meters. If viewed from a distance, it looks particularly strange.
of dazzling.
A one-armed middle-aged man, wearing a robe, stood in the corner of the open space, silently staring into the distance, looking particularly deserted and indifferent.
In the distance, a parachute floated from the horizon, and of course there was a person tied under the parachute. That person was naturally Long Fei.
He was very skillful in manipulating the parachute on his head. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the white circle, when he was still about ten meters away from the ground, Long Fei decisively cut the rope tied behind his back, and then flew several times in the air.
He made a somersault and landed steadily in the white circle, while the parachute floated down the mountain.
"Uncle Fu!" Long Fei greeted the middle-aged man on the side affectionately, but suddenly exclaimed: "Your hand, Uncle Fu, what's wrong with your hand?"
The one-armed man had actually seen Long Fei a long time ago, and there was kindness and apology in his eyes, but at this time, his face had an expression of great sorrow and anger. He patted Long Fei on the shoulder, seemed to be a little relieved, and said with a wry smile:
"It'll be nice if you come back, it'll be nice if you come back!"
Long Fei still had feelings for the one-armed man in front of him. He clearly remembered the torture he and Fenghuang suffered when they were taken up the mountain by the old man ten years ago. Many times, if it weren't for Uncle Fu's secret care, he might not have survived.
Today, I don’t have deep feelings for the old man Long Fei. It’s a fact that he raised me, but Long Fei always feels that the old man seems to have a lot of hatred towards him. That memory from his childhood makes Long Fei too fond of him.
It was so profound that no matter how nice the old man was to him later, he would naturally feel that this was just a way for the old man to win over him.
Long Fei even had a bit of hatred for the old man. Thinking of Feng Huang, Long Fei's heart ached to the core, and he felt a little guilty. If it weren't for Feng Phoenix, Long Fei's pure Yang body would never have been developed, and his martial arts would also have been lost.
It's impossible to be higher than the old man, but why is Phoenix his sister? Why didn't the old man tell him before, instead of telling him only when a big mistake was made?
"Who did it?" Long Fei's eyes flashed with murderous intent. This was not just because of the old man's death, but perhaps more because he wanted to avenge the one-armed man in front of him.
Uncle Fu was a little moved, but felt even more guilty in his heart. He tried to calm down and took a deep look at Long Fei: "I can't tell you now, but I think it won't be long before they find you!
"
"Okay, now that the old man is gone, what do you think I should do? Keep killing people?" Long Fei was a little confused for a moment. Once a person has hatred in his heart but has nowhere to vent it, it is actually the most confused time.
"No, the master asked you to kill people actually to train you, but there is no need for it now. The old man asked me to give it to you. Take it to Shanghai and hide it. What you have to learn now is no longer martial arts, but worldly sophistication.
!" Uncle Fu handed a ring on his hand to Long Fei. The ring looked a bit primitive, but it was slightly glowing with green light. A vivid flying dragon was engraved on the ring.
Long Fei recognized this ring. It was the ring that the old man had always worn on his hand during his lifetime. Unexpectedly, it had been passed on to his hand now. It seemed that the old man was treating him well.
"Then you won't take revenge? Uncle Fu, the old man won't arrest us on the mountain for no reason and spend so many years training us, right?" Long Fei frowned. Now he really doesn't know what he will do in the future.
Are you free from now on? Can you live a normal life and no longer have to be a killer? But what else will you do besides killing people?
Uncle Fu took a sip of tea and said seriously: "Long Fei, from the moment you take this ring, you can no longer stay out of it. Don't worry, you still have a lot to do in the future. You will go there early tomorrow morning."
There is no need to come back to Shanghai in the future. Hey, if you can live a free day, just take the time to live it, lest you regret it later!"
Long Fei didn't understand what Uncle Fu said, but he still nodded.
"What about Tieniu and Gouzi?" Thinking of these guys who grew up with him, Long Fei couldn't help but feel confused. He counted on his fingers and realized that they haven't seen each other for three years!
"They exist just for you. Don't worry, they will join you in Shanghai soon. They will help you in the future. There is also Phoenix. I have summoned her back in your name. I
It is estimated that she should have arrived in Shanghai by this time."
Long Fei's normally normal face suddenly turned ugly.
Don't mention Phoenix. Whenever she is mentioned, Long Fei's heart will ache, but escaping is not an option, so Long Fei can only blame his life.
As if he could feel Long Fei's pain, Uncle Fu took a deep breath: "Okay, you should go to bed early. Before leaving tomorrow, you should also go and put incense on the old man's grave!"
Long Fei nodded.
Old man, you are so unreasonable, just leaving like this? You don’t know how many things you have left me!
Long Fei stayed up all night, the old man was dead, and Uncle Fu's arm was chopped off, but he didn't know who did it. This really made him a bit useless, but he knew Uncle Fu. Since he said that he was not his opponent, naturally
It’s also to protect yourself, maybe letting yourself leave so quickly is also for your own safety!
But Long Fei always felt that there was a anger in his heart that he wanted to vent, but he couldn't.
Early the next morning, Long Fei went to pay homage to the old man's grave.
The grave was a new one. It seemed to have been hastily buried. There was only a tombstone carved out of wood on the ground. Long Fei noticed that there was a line of small words engraved on the tombstone: "The Tomb of Mr. Qi in the Capital City."
It turns out that the old man is from the capital! Long Fei was moved in his heart.
The old man was very concerned about face when he was alive, but he didn't expect that he would be so miserable after death. Long Fei felt a little sad in his heart.
Leaving the nameless mountain top, Long Fei let out a loud roar and galloped away like lightning. He often flew several feet away with one step, and swayed several feet when he stepped on a branch in the air, startling the wild monkeys in the forest.
Squeaking and screaming.
Suddenly, there was a roar, Long Fei stopped and turned around, and a fire shot up into the sky from the top of the mountain.
Long Fei has practiced martial arts in this forest since he was a child. He is very familiar with every plant and tree in this mountain. But thinking that he will never come back again, Long Fei felt a little sad in his heart, and he roared again,
Long Fei's body soared into the air again, but even faster than before.
Under a big tree on the top of an unknown mountain, Uncle Fu stood respectfully. In front of him was an old man in his fifties, also wearing a long robe. The old man looked energetic, and his whole body was white and spotless.
He is a very sophisticated person.
Seeing Long Fei's figure fading away, the old man's eyes flashed with excitement. He stroked his goatee under his chin and said with a smile: "The Pure Yang body is indeed powerful. It seems that his martial arts has indeed surpassed
Me."
Uncle Fu didn't say a word, but his brows furrowed slightly.
The old man didn't turn around and said again: "Liu Fu, you said that if Long Fei and that guy faced off, who would lose and who would win?"
Uncle Fu thought for a while and said respectfully: "Maybe Long Fei is still not his opponent."
"Why?"
"Have you forgotten, Master? The man in the capital is also a pure yang body, and his pure yang body was opened by himself, but Long Fei was accidentally opened by the phoenix. Besides, Long Fei is still young after all, and his skills are inevitable
I'll give you some discounts." Fu Bo observed the old man's face as he spoke.
The old man's brows furrowed slightly but immediately relaxed: "Hey, Uncle Fu, I know you have a lot of feelings for Long Fei——"
"Liu Fu doesn't dare!" Uncle Fu trembled in fright.
"Forget it, I know you are afraid that I will let Long Fei deal with that person now. Don't worry, I can wait for twenty years. I don't care if it takes one and a half years, but next year the twenty years will expire.
At that time, I wanted to see how that guy could continue to sit in that position without the Qinglong Ring. Besides, I don’t believe that Long Fei plus Fenghuang and I can’t kill him!” The old man’s eyes
A flash of hatred flashed, and he violently raised his fist and struck the big tree on the side. With a bang, the waist-thick tree was chopped off alive by the wind of his palm.
"Master——" Uncle Fu stopped talking.
The old man closed his eyes, and after a long time he calmed down his excitement. He opened his eyes and said with dignity: "If you have anything to say, just say it!"
"I, I -"
"Liu Fu, you have been with me for so many years and I still don't understand you? Do you want to plead for Long Fei?" The old man's face looked a little ugly.
Forbes nodded.
"Haha, I'm not doing this for his own good. Think about it, how glorious his status will be in the future. Am I not doing this for him? Besides, I have set up a trap for twenty years, how can I do it just because of your words?
Just give up, it’s impossible, absolutely impossible!” The old man began to get excited again.
Uncle Fu was speechless and didn't say anything else. He owed the old man too much, so he could only do everything for the old man in his life. He had no choice.
"Okay, let's get ready to leave. By the way, Liu Fu, do you hate me?" The old man turned his head and suddenly saw Liu Fu's empty sleeves. He felt a little sad, thinking about Liu Fu following him.
After so many years, you can be said to be loyal and loyal, but in the end, you have to cut off one of your arms. Isn't that a little too cruel?
Uncle Fu quickly lowered his head and said earnestly: "Master, please don't say that. For the master's grand plan, don't talk about an arm. Even if the master wants Liu Fu's life, Liu Fu will never hesitate at all!"
"Okay, okay, I really didn't misjudge you back then!" He patted Uncle Fu on the shoulder, and the old man's eyes became a little moist.
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