The space gate on the mountain top collapsed into a ball in distortion, and finally burst open suddenly, and circles of blue energy waves quickly spread from the mountain top to the surroundings, swaying crystal brilliance.

The **** soldiers watched this magnificent scene in a daze, and then burst into cheers.

The soldier wiped the blood from his face and turned around and shouted: "Brothers, kill!"

"kill!"

The helicopter hovered over the sky, sending the pictures here to all parts of the country as soon as possible.

The wind was whistling above the messy mountain, Shao Zifeng scanned the fighting battlefield below his eyes and looked at Li Yiming not far away.

After a few years, Li Yiming has grown a little taller. His slender body is not weak at all. On the contrary, it makes people feel full of power. The original black-rimmed glasses have been replaced with exquisite rimless glasses.

The delicate face is always with a faint smile, with the tailored suit and neat hair, like a nobleman traveling, there is no trace of cowardice a few years ago.

"What?" Li said with a smile with open arms: "Don't you recognize me?"

Shao Zifeng laughed. He stepped forward and beat Li Yiming's chest, then reached out and gave him a brief hug: "Where have you been in the past few years, even Lao Hu can't contact you."

The smile on Li Yiming's face was slightly stiff, and he rubbed his nose with his hands unnaturally.

Shao Zifeng looked at his expression seriously: "Have difficulties?"

Li Yiming fell silent, and after a while, it seemed as if he had made up his mind: "Brother Shao, do you know about my life experience?"

Shao Zifeng nodded as usual: "I heard it slightly."

Not long ago, Hu Shiwu vaguely mentioned to him that he saw someone named Li Yiming the Eighth Master, and Chen Yixin also told him later.

The mountain wind blew the clothes of the two of them, and Li Yiming slowly said: "I don't know how much you know about my life, Big Brother Shao. My family is said to be the family member who moved away from Daxia a hundred years ago. What happened in Daxia these years, There is more or less a shadow of my family behind."

Speaking of this, he was a little bit distressed: "I don't know what happened in the previous generation. Anyway, out of some...or some kind of protection, Li Yiren and I were thrown back to our ancestral home, which is Sucheng. "

"After the turmoil in the imperial capital three years ago, two people suddenly came to me and called me the Eighth Young Master. Why did my grandfather want them to train me as an heir and take over the Li family in Korea...that is, my family."

Shao Zifeng looked at Li Yiming, who was depressed, and listened carefully to his narration.

"Actually, I don't want to be this heir at all, especially knowing that my family has done a lot of evil, and even used to target you..." Li Yiming looked at Shao Zifeng expectantly: "Brother Shao, you won't be because of my family. Break with me, right?"

Shao Zifeng looked at him seriously, smiled and shook his head: "You are you, your family is your family, but speaking of it, I still have an account with your family."

Li Yiming's expression was slightly shocked when he heard the words, and he suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

......

In the next period of time, Shao Zifeng eased a lot. After he destroyed a few large space doors, Da Xia finally had the leeway to pull out his strength to launch a counterattack.

What made him feel even more relaxed was that as a full-scale counterattack began, the camera finally stopped focusing on himself.

There have been many outstanding combat trainers in multi-line combat. Shao Zifeng only needs time to destroy the space gate after the battle is over.

As for the series of work after the war, leave it to the official to get a headache. He has other things to do.

In the afternoon a few days later, a private plane landed in Bincheng City. With the assistance of ground personnel, a group of people slowly got off the plane.

The head was a handsome, slender young man. He was followed by a demure young girl. Several bodyguards in black suits were scattered around, staring at passing pedestrians vigilantly.

The passing women showed their stunning colors, and they speculated about which family they belonged to.

Walking out of the airport, three high-end customized private cars had been waiting for a long time. The young man smiled and nodded to the bodyguard who opened the door, and got into the first car.

The other bodyguards followed the slowly starting car for a while, and then swiftly got into the car behind.

The street outside the car window quickly retreated, and Li Yiming said indifferently: "Put down the partition."

Qi Dong looked back at him, "Yes, Master Eight."

As the partition was lowered, the cab was completely separated from the rear, Li Yiming smiled and looked at the bodyguard who had just opened the door to him, joking: "Brother Shao is very skilled."

"Isn’t it because I’m afraid of revealing the stuffing." Shao Zifeng in a black suit took off his sunglasses and headset. He relaxed. He stretched out his hand to open the wine cabinet in the middle of the seat and looked at the foreign wine he didn’t recognize inside. Son of a big family, this wine is not cheap, right."

Li Yiming looked at the wine cabinet and then at Shao Zifeng, as if thinking of something funny: "It's not cheap and I can't give you a drink. I don't want you to give my car...hahahaha."

Shao Zifeng's old face turned dark, and he gave him a vicious look: "You still said me, who was twitching all day, hehe."

Li Yiming's face flushed slightly when he heard this, and he racked his brains to think about Shao Zifeng's black material. The feeling of strangeness between each other disappeared when he was talking and laughing.

"Brother Shao, you come back with me this time..."

"Do not talk."

Shao Zifeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly he grasped Li Yiming's shoulder with one hand, and a fiery flame burst out from the other hand, blasting the car door fiercely.

boom!

A ball of flame suddenly exploded under the chassis of the car while driving, and the entire body was lifted into the air. The two cars behind actively braked, the ground sounded harsh friction, and the pedestrians on the street exclaimed in exclamations.

The flames in mid-air rolled into the green road, and flames were still burning on the black chassis, billowing black smoke came out, and several bodyguards rushed up quickly.

Li Yiren pushed the car door pale, but was tightly blocked by the remaining bodyguards.

"You all get out of me!"

"roll!"

As more and more people watched, the middle-aged man whispered: "Miss Nine, don't be impulsive. Our people have dealt with it. This is... Da Xia."

Seeing the blood-stained driver being dragged out, Li Yiren pressed his mouth tightly.

When Qi Donglai was dragged out, the bodyguards of UU reading looked at the empty back seat a little at a loss, and looked at Li Yiren blankly.

Whoosh whoosh!

Several dark shadows jumped back and forth between the tall buildings, and landed firmly in front of the accident car, their shabby cloaks swayed, revealing compound eyes that belonged to the Zerg race.

The middle-aged man whispered: "It's the coastal city guards, the Chinese Sharp Sword Man."

The Chinese Kuaidao Mango did not stay long. They looked at each other, and their bodies disappeared instantly, leaving only the people who were talking about it.

After learning that Li Yiming and Shao Zifeng were no longer in the car, Li Yiren showed a thoughtful expression, and his nervousness calmed down a lot.

She glanced at the growing crowd of onlookers and said to the middle-aged man: "First send someone to take Grandpa Qi to the hospital, and I'll give it to you from the Alien Administration."

After speaking, she turned to the car and left. Several bodyguards tried to chase, but were stopped by the middle-aged man.

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