It is an auspicious day with bright sunshine and clear sky.
Rich people from all over the world came here to attend the sworn sworn ceremony between Shangguan Jinhong and Long Xiaoyun.
Zhao Mingyuan also brought several masters from the Martial League to attend the ceremony.
Shangguan Jinhong and Zhao Mingyuan sat on both sides of the head, while Long Xiaoyun sat below Shangguan Jinhong.
Those who don't know may think that Shangguan Jinhong is going to sworn sworn sworn brother with Zhao Mingyuan.
But the crowd of tycoons who were full of people below could faintly feel the confrontation between the two sides.
But Long Xiaoyun didn't care about this, instead he was so happy that he couldn't hide it.
Just because he was really too happy.
Just now, Shangguan Jinhong actually came to the door to greet him in person. What a shame.
But now, all the guests in this hall, each of whom is a master in the world, are gathered together happily to bear witness to Shangguan Jinhong's sworn relationship with him.
Long Xiaoyun felt as if he had reached the peak of his life.
At this point in life, what more can I ask for!
This life is enough!
A thought flashed through Long Xiaoyun's mind: Is Li Xunhuan so majestic?
no.
I am definitely no worse than him!
Long Xiaoyun secretly clenched his fists.
The banquet had started, Long Xiaoyun raised his glass and said: "Brother's kindness, I will never forget it, little brother. Come on, little brother, give me a toast."
Shangguan Jinhong said calmly: "I never drink."
Long Xiaoyun, who had been standing behind Long Xiaoyun, immediately brought a cup of tea over and said with a smile: "Uncle, you might as well drink this cup with tea instead of wine."
Shangguan Jinhong said: "I don't drink tea either."
Long Xiaoyun said blankly: "Then I wonder what brother drinks on weekdays?"
Shangguan Jinhong said: "I only drink water."
"Qingshui?" Long Xiaoyun was a little confused and a little unbelievable.
Shangguan Jinhong, as the leader of the Money Gang, lives such a simple life. This is simply unimaginable.
Zhao Mingyuan said: "Clear water is good. The water is extremely clear and pure. I used to know two friends who only drank clear water, but they both used swords."
Shangguan Jinhong said: "To be remembered by Young Master Zhao, these two must also be masters."
Zhao Mingyuan said: "Yes, both of them can be said to be masters of swordsmanship. Unfortunately, when they competed with each other later, one of them unfortunately died and has passed away."
But Zhao Mingyuan suddenly changed his voice and said: "However, as of now, they are no longer my opponents."
Doesn't this imply that even Shangguan Jinhong, a master who only drinks water, may not be able to defeat Zhao Mingyuan?
The two giants Shangguan Jinhong and Zhao Mingyuan were in trouble. No one dared to make a sound, and no one dared to interrupt. Everyone lowered their heads and stared at the table, as if just looking at the dishes on the table would make them full.
At this time, suddenly a tall man with thick eyebrows came in from outside the hall, saluted Shangguan Jinhong, then came behind him, bowed and whispered.
Although his voice was definitely not loud, he could not hide it from Zhao Mingyuan's ears.
However, what this person said was obviously a code word, "The braised carp is ready, can it be served?"
After hearing this, Shangguan Jinhong nodded and said hello, then turned to Long Xiaoyun and said, "What do you think of my martial arts compared to Mr. Zhao's?"
Long Xiaoyun said: "The rankings on the weapon spectrum have been publicly agreed upon. Who is higher and who is lower? Isn't it already self-evident? How can others question it?"
Shangguan Jinhong said: "That's Bai Xiaosheng's opinion, but what about my virtuous brother's opinion?"
Long Xiaoyun couldn't help being flattered when he heard that Shangguan Jinhong actually called him a wise brother.
Thinking about it again, Zhao Mingyuan already disliked him anyway, and he had already offended him. Since I now have Shangguan Jinhong's care, why should I be afraid of him? Does he still dare to take action here?
Thinking of this, Long Xiaoyun said: "Although Mr. Zhao's swordsmanship is not bad, compared with the elder brother's kung fu, the light of a firefly is naturally not comparable to the brilliance of the bright moon."
Long Xiaoyun observed words and expressions while talking.
But Zhao Mingyuan didn't react much after hearing what he said. He just drank by himself.
On the contrary, Shangguan Jinhong's face seemed a little dissatisfied, as if he was a little dissatisfied with what he said.
Long Xiaoyun remembered that he was forced by Zhao Mingyuan to have a home and not be able to return. But now that he had a sworn brother like Shangguan Jinhong supporting him, he became bolder.
He suddenly became heartbroken and continued: "Everyone who has heard of Master Zhao's swordsmanship knows that Master Zhao's swordsmanship is just swaying randomly, like a child dancing wildly, without any rules.
Even compared to a novice who has just practiced swordsmanship for a few days, it is really difficult for him to reach the level of elegance.
If such a swordsmanship were used in my village, he would only be able to work as a woodcutter and fishermen, and he would be worth a few big bucks a day. "
The whole table of heroes was silent, and now it was really audible to hear a pin drop.
Many people secretly looked up at Long Xiaoyun, their eyes full of admiration.
He is worthy of being a person who has become sworn friends with Li Xunhuan and Shangguan Jinhong successively. He is indeed extraordinary, at least such courage is rare in the world.
You know, even Shangguan Jinhong would not dare to speak to Zhao Mingyuan like this. Did Long Xiaoyun really think that Shangguan Jinhong would protect him to the death?
"Bold! Presumptuous!" Ah Fei said angrily.
Others could bear this, but A Fei, who had always regarded Zhao Mingyuan as a god, couldn't bear it, and his right hand had slowly touched the hilt of the sword.
But Ah Fei still glanced at Zhao Mingyuan, fearing that his important event would be ruined.
However, he didn't see Zhao Mingyuan signaling to stop him. Ah Fei understood immediately and stabbed Long Xiaoyun with his sword.
This sword was like the thousands of swords Ah Fei had thrust out, swift and precise, piercing the enemy's throat.
It wasn't until the sword hit his throat that Long Xiaoyun seemed to realize what had happened. He seemed to want to say something. His throat squirmed twice, but nothing could be said.
It wasn't until Ah Fei drew his sword that blood spurted out from Long Xiaoyun's throat.
At this time, a person happened to step into the hall, and he happened to see A Fei's long sword pulled out from Long Xiaoyun's throat.
"Brother!" The man yelled and rushed towards Long Xiaoyun.
This person is none other than Li Xunhuan.
He came to rescue him precisely because he suspected that Shangguan Jinhong was still sworn to Long Xiaoyun and might be disadvantageous to Long Xiaoyun.
But, it's too late.
Even if he had the fastest Xiao Li flying knife, he wouldn't have time to stop it.
Blood spurted out from Long Xiaoyun's throat, and Long Xiaoyun felt that his life was constantly flowing away with the blood. Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw Li Xunhuan rushing in, and his eyes suddenly burst into light.
This also consumed the last bit of his energy, and he fell into eternal darkness.
I just don't know what he was feeling when he saw Li Xunhuan when he was dying.
Is it hate? Is it guilt? Or is it peace of mind?
No one knows.
Only Long Xiaoyun cried while holding Long Xiaoyun's body.
Seeing a child like Long Xiaoyun crying bitterly while holding his father's body, Li Xunhuan felt even more uncomfortable.
He couldn't help but think of how uncomfortable Lin Shiyin would be if she learned that she had lost her husband.
What's more, the death of his sworn brother Long Xiaoyun made him feel uncomfortable.
Li Xunhuan is such a person who never holds grudges.
What's more, when a person dies, it is always easy for people to forget his bad things and only remember the good things he has done.
Now, Li Xunhuan only remembers Long Xiaoyun's life-saving rescue for him. For more than ten years, he has never dared to forget it.
Now, his adopted brother died in front of him.
I was so close, I could have saved him if I had come earlier.
Why didn't you come earlier?
Just one step away!
"Why didn't you save him? Isn't your Xiao Li flying knife the fastest? Why?!"
Li Xunhuan thought for a moment that it was his own voice, but it took him a while to realize that it was actually the voice he heard in his ears.
This is what Long Xiaoyun asked, staring straight at him.
Seeing the undisguised hatred in the child's eyes, Li Xunhuan couldn't help but feel sad.
He knew that this child had always been good at acting, but now he couldn't hide the hatred in his eyes. After all, he was his biological father.
Thinking of this, Li Xunhuan became even more sad.
Yes, why couldn't I have been a step earlier?
"Did you do it on purpose? Really? You have always held a grudge and wanted him to die."
Long Xiaoyun continued, and what he said made Li Xunhuan's heart bleed.
Seeing Li Xunhuan's painful expression, Long Xiaoyun suddenly said softly: "I understand, you didn't mean it.
You're also very sad that you didn't save your father, right?
So, should you avenge him? "
revenge?
Li Xunhuan looked at Ah Fei beside him. The sword at his waist was still stained with Long Xiaoyun's blood.
Looking at A Fei and Zhao Mingyuan in front of him, Li Xun Huan felt sad.
He knew that the two of them had no enmity with Long Xiaoyun. How could they have enmity without him?
The reason why they took action against Long Xiaoyun was because of themselves.
After all, it was himself who killed Long Xiaoyun.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Shangguan Jianghu was very satisfied.
Originally, if Li Xunhuan and Zhao Mingyuan teamed up to deal with him, he would have no chance of winning.
Now, it is absolutely impossible for the two of them to cooperate. There might even be a fight between the two of them.
Then looking at Long Xiaoyun who was fanning the flames, Shangguan Jinhong couldn't help but sigh, this boy is worthy of being the same as his father, and he is even better than his predecessor. At a young age, my heart was so cruel, but given time, it will be okay. When these things are over, he must not be allowed to live anymore.
Zhao Mingyuan looked at Li Xunhuan and said, "I can understand Li Tanhua's mood.
You understand, Ah Fei's sword is my sword, and the people Ah Fei kills can naturally be remembered on my head.
This is the Shangguan Gang leader's treasured land and is not suitable for action.
If Li Tanhua wants revenge, let's make an appointment another day.
I have long wanted to see Xiao Li's flying knife with full force. "
In the end, Li Xunhuan did not take action, but just took Long Xiaoyun and left with Long Xiaoyun's body.
Seeing this, Zhao Mingyuan also said goodbye and left.
Shangguan Jinhong naturally did not stop him.
He also wanted to watch Zhao Mingyuan and Li Xunhuan fight, so that the fisherman would benefit. Naturally, he has no plans to fight Zhao Mingyuan now.
In fact, everything that happened today was carefully arranged by him.
(End of chapter)
