Li Xuanen's awakening and joining made Di Cheng's mood very high for several days. If the integration of the two gangs is successful in the future, the underworld Tianmen will have Xi Yuhuang, a golden high-level powerhouse with a unique and heroic temperament, and Xu Yun, who has outstanding commander-in-chief, will help him.
, and with the advice of veterans such as Li Xuan'en, and the assistance of brave generals such as Luo Shengkai and Xiao Feng, as long as business and finance keep up, the Tianmen framework will be truly formed, and it will have the capital to challenge other major underworlds.
After receiving this news, all the generals in Tianmen were excited. Even warriors like King Kong, who only know how to fight, also understood the impact of Li Xuanen's clear stance. His stance was even more serious than the attitude of the old people at the Tide Headquarters.
Importantly, now that Weng Yun's life and death are unknown, Xuan En's attitude represents to a large extent the leader of the Nongchao gang, and also represents the entire Nongchao gang.
On the tenth day after Li Xuanen regained consciousness, he, who had been living in the special care ward, suddenly asked Leng Feixue, the leader of the whirlpool unit who was also receiving treatment in the hospital. There were only two bloody blades, Tong Min, and Zhang Chuo, the two strongest blood blades.
Xu Yun and other high-level executives called the ward. What was involved in the three-hour confidential conversation was unknown to outsiders, but after leaving the special care ward, Leng Feixue and others came to sit in Di Cheng's ward one after another.
This is the first time Tianmen has met with Di Cheng since he intervened in the Zongchao war. The few people sat here for a short time, but their purpose was very clear, and they agreed with Di Cheng to take over Zongchao.
It's just... Leng Feixue and others all had a bit of unwillingness and sadness in their expressions. Nongchao was the place where they grew up, and it was the home in their hearts. However, the situation suddenly changed, and the owner of the home changed. They always felt uncomfortable in their hearts.
.It’s as if I suddenly have a stepmother or stepfather, and no child seems to accept it easily.
A few days later, Changsun Qianwen said goodbye to Di Cheng and left the hospital under the escort of Anne. Before doing so, he left a few prescriptions for health care as a gift for meeting Di Cheng.
Di Cheng wanted to keep him by his side, but he knew in his heart that he didn't have the capital now. Maybe one day in the future, when he meets him again, he would have the confidence to say "stay and help me."
Changsun Qianwen's departure did not affect everyone's treatment. With careful care, everyone's bodies were recovering bit by bit. First, Shalang, Dahan and others fully recovered, and then Xiao Feng, Yan Shou and others returned to special care.
After being transferred out of the ward, Li Xuanen was able to step out of the hospital bed. Good news came one after another, which indirectly inspired everyone's determination to recover.
After Sha Lang and others recovered, they immediately seized the opportunity to start practicing martial arts. During the two months when Tianmen joined the underworld, everyone experienced many things they had never experienced before, and also realized many truths they had never thought of.
For the first time, they, who were arrogant, realized that there was a better world, and they also saw their own shortcomings. Nowadays, it was rare for Di Cheng, Xi Yuhuang and other golden experts to have free time, so everyone put down their pride and humbly asked for advice.
In just a few days, the large ward became a martial arts arena. Shalang and King Kong carved out an open space to spar in front of Di Cheng and others.
Xiao Feng and others listened hard and observed carefully.
Birds of a feather flock together, and the discussion between Sha Lang and others quickly aroused the interest of Leng Feixue and others. They were also militants. After two or three secret observations, they took the initiative to enter the ward and found out in Sha Lang and others.
At the invitation of Lang, he joined the battle circle and had a discussion.
The growth of love between men is not as direct as fighting, especially those fighting madmen. Leng Feixue's own strength is already at the peak of Silver, Blood Blade Zhang Chuo is at the Intermediate Silver level, and Tong Min has just entered the High level.
The performance in which people take turns competing is the most representative and exciting.
Di Cheng, Yang Jing, Xi Yuhuang and others naturally became teachers, and their occasional strong moves and incisive advice inspired them a lot. Their strong strength also gradually won the respect of Leng Feixue and others.
Everyone's injuries are continuing to recover, and the gang's situation is also developing for the better. If Weng Yun hadn't shown no signs of waking up, everything would have been perfect.
On a quiet night, with a round moon and a faint moonlight shining on the earth, the whole world seems to be dyed a dreamy silver-gray by the moonlight. The night sky in the city is not as vast and deep as the grassland, with thin clouds and small stars.
Against the background, it is also uniquely peaceful and poetic.
Di Cheng sat on the roof of the hospital, looking up at the night sky, enjoying the rare tranquility. Wantong snuggled quietly in his arms, savoring the rare tenderness.
The two hugged each other's bodies, breathed each other's breath, and were immersed in the warmth of affection.
"How about... let's go back, it's getting cold." Looking at Di Cheng's clear facial contours infatuatedly, Ye Wantong put down her wildness and charm, and nestled in his arms like a gentle kitten.
I once yearned for passion, I once looked forward to romance, but now I am obsessed with the feeling of accompanying Di Cheng and looking up at the night sky. It is peaceful, safe and beautiful.
She understands that this kind of comfort will not last long, so she comes here every night and always cherishes every minute and every second.
"Let's sit down for a while." Di Cheng tightened the warm body in his arms and breathed in the intoxicating body fragrance. He also cherished this rare warmth. It has been more than a month since the armistice. Tianmen,
The generals from both sides of the tide and even the wolf pack have recovered a lot. The improvement of their health often brings about the emergence of uneasiness, and the still calm lake surface gradually appears with shaking ripples.
Another melee is not far away...
"Yeah." Wantong hummed softly like a murmur, moved her body and changed into a more comfortable position, but the arms and wrists holding Di Cheng tightened again.
There is no need for too much verbal communication or unnecessary eye contact. Just embrace each other and stay together quietly. This is love and affection.
"I miss my sister." Ye Wantong looked at the starry night sky and spoke softly. The silver brilliance shone down, and her face set off by the red dress had a unique charm that blended tranquility and charm. She was like an ever-changing fairy,
Every style is tempting enough. "We have been separated for more than a year. I don't know how she is doing. Will she also miss me under the same night sky."
"I said hello to Annie and asked her to pay attention to your sister. If there is any news, I will inform you as soon as possible." Recalling the scene when Ye Wanying left that day, Di Cheng suddenly smiled and said: "I still remember your sister back then.
Those words you said before leaving?"
"Which sentence?" Ye Wantong asked curiously.
Scratching her delicate and straight nose, Di Cheng said: "If I dare to touch a hair on your face, I will not let you go when I come back one day. But now I have eaten you whole, you said... When she comes back
, will you fight with me?"
Ye Wantong burst into laughter, hooked Di Cheng's neck with both hands, pulled his head in front of her, touched her lips slightly, and said in a charming voice: "She will definitely castrate you."
The itching sensation at the corner of his mouth made Di Cheng's blood, which had been dormant for more than three months, slowly heat up. He gently licked his soft red lips with the tip of his tongue, and couldn't help but slide his right hand into the skirt of Wantong's clothes, along the silky smooth
The skin went all the way up: "In that case, you will be wronged."
Ye Wantong giggled, raised her head and kissed Di Cheng, breathing hot air, she said in a teasing voice: "Husband, is your injury okay?"
"It should be no problem if you move around." Di Cheng's smile turned sour, and his hands finally climbed up to the plump bulge on his chest, and their bodies trembled slightly at the same time.
"It's been three months, and I want it." Wantong's words were more effective than any teasing. How could Di Cheng hold it back? He hugged his delicate body that had become hot, and squeezed his lips tightly.
Pressing together, their tongues entangled like crazy.
But God didn't seem to want to give the two a chance to experience passion. Just when Di Cheng's emotions began to rise, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly came from behind the iron door on the rooftop, awakening the two people who were immersed in a passionate kiss.
The two of them separated quickly as if they were electrocuted, coughed a few times, pretended that nothing happened, and continued to look up at the stars, leaning against each other. However, Di Cheng had an awkward expression on his face, while Wantong suppressed a smile.
"Brother Cheng." Sha Lang shouted loudly as he stepped onto the rooftop.
"What's the matter?" After calming down, Di Cheng straightened his clothes and stood up.
"Li Xuanen asked me to come to you and said that I wanted to discuss something with you. Also...someone is here."
"who?"
"Weng Yun's son, Weng Xiaofeng!"
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