Close Mad Son-in-law

Hong Shisan's question is very sharp.

Regardless of the relationship between Chu Yun and Chu He, whether there is a so-called conflict of grievances.

But the blood relationship between them cannot be changed.

A real brother is a real brother.

This is the blood relationship that Chu Shang left for them.

It was also a point that Chu Yun had to pay attention to.

If Chu He died.

What would Chu Yun do?

Chu Yun thought about it very much, then shook his head and said, "I don't know."

He really didn't know.

There is no way to give an answer.

Chu He is indeed his younger brother.

But this battle is a battle between Chu He and Tu Miao.

It was a contest between his father Chu Shang and Xue Lao.

He Chu Yun is just a bystander.

Will he go to Tu Miao for revenge because of Chu He's death?

Logically speaking, it should be possible.

It should be.

But Chu Yun wasn't sure if he would do this.

Because he couldn't imagine himself at that time, whether he was more angry or regretted more.

It died because of inferior skills.

The one who really has to bear the responsibility, at least in Chu Yun's view, should be Chu Shang. Not Tu Miao.

Because this battle was triggered by Chu Shang himself.

It was also the order he gave to Chu He.

"You are very rational." Hong Shisan said with squinting eyes. "Rational is almost cruel."

"Is it cold?" Chu Yun asked rhetorically.

"This is not a derogatory term." Hong Shisan said. "This in itself is something that has nothing to do with you. The feelings between you and Chu He are not as close as your blood. Even, you are enemies to some extent. They are rivals."

"You want to say that you will avenge Chu He." Hong Shisan said slowly. "On the contrary, I think you are too kind. And too irrational."

Chu Yun let out a foul breath and looked at Hong Shisan thoughtfully: "You have more and more city mansion."

"Is there?" Hong Shisan asked.

"This is not a bad thing," Chu Yun said. "I know, you are not a person without wisdom. You just put all your energy on martial arts."

There was a slight pause.

The two walked slowly at the foot of the city wall.

"I have been thinking about a problem recently." Chu Yun said actively.

"What are you thinking about?" Hong Shisan asked.

"After this battle is over. Regardless of victory or defeat, what will happen in the future? My father, will he directly attack Old Xue? Or will he experience an intriguing battle of wits and courage?" Chu Yun said.

"What is your judgment?" Hong Shisan asked.

"It is because I have no judgment that I can think hard." Chu Yun sighed. "I haven't experienced any of these things. Every step I take, I cross the river by feeling the stones."

"I believe you should have an answer in your heart." Hong Shisan said.

"Why?" Chu Yun asked curiously.

"Because you are Chu Shang's son. Because you are a descendant of the Chu family." Hong Shisan said. "Because of this whole thing, you can't get around. You will even gradually become the central figure."

Chu Yun squinted at Hong Shisan, "Are you sarcastic?"

"It's not a sarcasm." Hong Shisan shook his head. "I just feel that you are very tired."

"You have to live if you are tired," Chu Yun said with a sigh. "Who gave me the surname Chu?"

Ordinary people.

Live an ordinary life.

He Chu Yun was just an ordinary person.

But because of the Chu family blood flowing in his veins.

He has a strong mother.

A stronger father.

From the day he was born, he was destined to be extraordinary.

His future life path is doomed to be full of ups and downs and tribulations.

Stroll in this red wall with shining night scenes.

Both of them can feel the red wall tonight, which is different from usual.

The atmosphere is solidified.

Even the air is extremely depressed.

The sky is full of bright moons.

The dark clouds concealed the stars.

The few stars also looked dim.

Whoosh!

A meteor suddenly pierced the sky.

A splendid brilliance bloomed.

Chu Yun raised his eyes, a complex color flashed in his eyes.

"Meteor falls in the sky." Chu Yun's thin lips opened slightly.

He does not believe in fate.

But sometimes, some natural phenomena are indeed linked to reality.

This made Chu Yun unable to predict whether this was a coincidence or a real existence.

"I saw it in a book." Hong Shisan said. "There must be a meteor falling in the sky. A big event must happen, or a big man will fall."

A meteor is a big man.

This sounds wicked.

But it also caters to ordinary people's anatomy of nature.

"These two young people tonight." Chu Yun said, shaking his head. "None are big shots."

"No one told you that this meteor represents them." A complex color flashed in Hong Shisan's eyes. "Perhaps someone else?"

When Chu Yun heard the words, his heart sank suddenly.

Someone else?

Who else will it be?

There are indeed many big shots in the red wall.

But who can be called the falling of a meteor?

Xue Laoyao?

Xue Lao is indeed a top-notch man.

If he is dead.

Don't say it was a falling star.

Even if it was the next meteor shower, Chu Yun would not be surprised.

But will there be a crisis in Xue Lao tonight?

At least from Chu Yun's point of view, the possibility should not be too high.

...

Li family.

Li Beimu sat in the living room.

Sipping tea and smoking cigarettes, his expression was unspeakable dignity.

Even Li Jin, who was sitting on the side, felt the weight of his uncle.

"This battle between Chu He and Tu Miao should be nothing to you. It will not change your position in the red wall." Li Jin persuaded. "You don't actually have to take it too seriously."

"Have you heard a word?" Li Beimu said. "Move the whole body."

Li Jin was startled, nodded and said: "I have heard of it."

"No matter who died tonight. For the Red Wall, it will cause a great shock." Li Beimu said categorically. "I know them, and I know who they are."

"Chu He is dead. Maybe it will prompt Chu Shang to do something earth-shattering." Li Jin hesitated. "Tu Miao is dead, what will happen?"

"You underestimated Tu Lu." Li Beimu said. "He seems to be just an old dog next to Xue Lao. But his strength is not what you can imagine. Even I can't make a comment."

"He is very strong?" Li Jin asked.

"Unusually powerful." Li Beimu said. "You can't even imagine what kind of height he could stand in that era when there were many heroes."

Li Jin looked at the uncle very curiously, waiting for his answer.

"You said he can comment on me and Chu Shang's martial arts strength." Li Beimu asked. "What about his own strength? Will he be weak? If he is weak, what qualifications does he have to comment on us?"

Li Jin heard this and took a deep breath and said, "What do you mean-his martial arts strength in slaying deer is even higher than that of you and Chu Shang?"

"At least back then. He is definitely not under us." Li Beimu took a cigarette and said word by word. "Tonight, I don't dare to imagine. If his son who slaughtered the deer really died within this red wall. Will he slaughter the deer, will he go crazy."

"As far as I know, in his whole life he slaughtered the deer, he pointed to his son to live to this day." Li Beimu said meaningfully. "He is not Chu Shang. His son means everything to him."

Li Jin let out a foul breath, pursed his lips and said, "If it is what you said. Then the red wall tonight will be completely turbulent."

"This is probably what Chu Shang wanted." Li Beimu said. "Any action requires a reasonable motive. If you want it to perish, you must first make it crazy."

"Old Xue, can you count this far?" Li Jin asked.

"He can." Li Beimu said. "Within this red wall, there is nothing wrong with Xue Lao. Otherwise, how could he sit in his position today for more than 30 years?"

"Yes." Li Jin hissed.

That uncle showed such a solemn color, it was completely reasonable.

"As you can see, in this battle tonight, which is stronger and weaker? Who will be the final winner?" Li Jin asked.

"If I knew. I wouldn't be so sad." Li Beimu put down his teacup and said meaningfully. "How strong is the son he cultivated by Chu Shang. Who knows?"

...

"let's start."

Chu He slowly stood up.

Suddenly, an aura of destruction broke out on his body.

It was as if there was a big mountain, overwhelming the sky, and Chao Tu Miao was crushed down.

It is a sense of pressure that cannot be adjusted by breathing.

It is a kind of suffocating pressure.

Chu He's eyes were as steady as a mountain.

The aura that lingered around the body even penetrated into the pores, as if every cell could feel the high pressure swayed from Chu He's body.

Tu Miao also stood up.

He has already asked what should be asked.

It's time to talk, he has finished talking too.

"I was crushed by Li Beimu that day." Tu Miao said. "Your eldest brother Chu He and Hong Shisan are on the scene. I don't even have the most basic room to fight back."

"I know." Chu He said.

"But what you don't know is that I hid one hand." Tu Miao said. "This is what my father meant."

"He believes that I should face Li Beimu, a god-level powerhouse, with a normal heart. Instead of tapping my potential and squeezing all my possibilities," Tu Miao said. "Do you know why?"

"Why?" Chu He asked.

"My father said, Li Beimu is not my real enemy." Tu Miao said. "My enemy has someone else."

"Is there someone else?" Chu He asked.

"Who is ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I don't know." Tu Miao said. "But now, it's you."

Tu Miao slowly pulled out a seemingly ordinary blade from his waist.

Not long, not wide, not thin.

Its appearance is ugly.

Can be the moment when the blade flips.

The moment when the knife light flickered into the eye.

Chu He smelled the breath of death.

Like a sickle of the **** of death, it pierced into Chu He's heart without reservation.

The heart of martial arts, completely open the gate at this moment!

"Coming to fight."

Tu Miao's thin lips parted slightly, two words understatement.

For this unprecedented battle, the curtain was opened.