Li Yundong looked at their seemingly harmonious appearance, but in fact they were honeyed with honey and swords. She shook her head secretly. Su Chan on one side didn't pay attention to these. She pulled Li Yundong's sleeve and pointed to the strange way among the group: "ah, I seem to see John?"

When Li Yundong fought with the Japanese before, all his attention was focused on his opponent, and there were thousands of people on the sidelines. Where did he notice John hiding in the crowd. Just now, his attention was focused on Ding Nan, Wang Yuanshan and others. Who would pay attention to the people on the sidelines?

"Huh? John?" Li Yundong was stunned. "Why is he here? Where is he?"

But at this time, a group of people have gone down the mountain and gone far. Where can we see who is hiding in the crowd and the woods?

Su Chan hesitated and said, "I can't see it. Maybe I'm wrong? But I looked at my back very much!"

Li Yundong smiled: "I saw alba. It seems that she did well in Ding Nan. Finally, Ding Nan was a little human and didn't start on her."

Su Chan's eyes turned and her eyes moved. She looked at the field again, but suddenly she didn't know when there was another person on the scene.

The man has flowing clothes, long hair like a waterfall, a scarlet beauty mole in the center of the eyebrow and a small melon seed face. The beauty is determined to stand in place, staring at Wang Yuanshan on the field with her eyes full of resentment and infatuation, like a pool of autumn water.

This man is no one else, but proud and frost free!

Su Chan saw at a glance that her master didn't know when she appeared in the field. She was surprised and couldn't help shouting out. Li Yundong hurriedly covered Su Chan's mouth gently, lest her voice be a little louder and scared both of them away.

At this time, the soul of gossip is burning. Li Yundong is looking forward to what it will be like to meet lonely men and women in the past ten years.

Su Chan held Li Yundong's big hand tightly with both hands. She looked at Wang Yuanshan and Ao Wushuang for a moment. She looked forward to their reconciliation, because in her impression, her master never showed a really happy smile. Sometimes even if she smiled at herself, it was a kind of love and doting, I can still see the deep bitterness and loneliness from the depths of her eyes.

"If only Shifu could make up with shiye again..." the little girl murmured involuntarily.

Although she complained that Wang Yuanshan didn't leave any information to Ao Wushuang in the past ten years, she subconsciously hoped that her master would be happy.

At this time, Ao Wushuang looked at Wang Yuanshan with an extremely complex look. There were ecstasy, shock, anger, resentment, anger, tenderness and obsession in his eyes

Looking at Li Yundong and Su Chan from a distance, they couldn't imagine how a person's expression showed such complex feelings in an instant.

For a time, the man went to the pianfeng in the mountain sky. It was very quiet. Wang Yuanshan and Ao Wushuang looked at each other quietly. No one spoke, but the wind sobbed on the top of the mountain.

After a while, Ao Wushuang trembled and said, "don't you want to say something?"