On the top of the mountain, there is a gazebo. There is a stone table and several stone benches in the gazebo. On the stone benches sits an old man. He squints his eyes, raises his legs, and shakes leisurely.

"Brother Feng, is that the old man Mo Yunhai?"

Shan Tianya's eyes soon fell on the old man in the pavilion.

His strength is limited. Even if he wears a telescope, he can't see clearly the appearance of the old man in the pavilion. He can only vaguely feel that he is an old man.

"It's him." Feng Wenyuan nodded.

As time went by, more and more strong people came.

Finally, today's first Grand Master arrived.

"I've known for a long time that this summit duel will surely attract numerous strong people from home and abroad to come and watch. There are many strong masters among them, which is true."

"The first master has come. Next, more masters are sure to come."

Feng Wenyuan felt a strong breath, one of which was so strong that even he felt danger.

He knew that the master of such a breath must be a great master, with his eyes on the mountain top.

"A great master has come. Where is he? Is that it? "

Shan Tianya glances back and forth, and finally focuses on a middle-aged man who just walked in.

Within the scope of the surrounding vision, only such a middle-aged man has just approached, and he subconsciously regards this man as a strong master.

"He is also called the grand master? But it's just a piece of garbage with a small internal strength. "

Feng Wenyuan scorned, and his eyes continued to fall on the location of the pavilion on the top of the mountain.

"Not him? Who is that? "

Shan Tianya is puzzled, and his subconscious eyes fall on the position of the pavilion on the top of the mountain.

After a while, I finally caught a figure floating into the pavilion.

"Chen family, Chen Yonghe in southern Hunan."

Feng Wenyuan muttered to himself, with a cold hostility in his eyes.

"Chen Yonghe? One of the top ten martial arts families in southern Hunan, the ancestor of the Chen family? "

Shan Tianya's mouth opened wide in amazement. Although he had not seen the Chen family's ancestor, he was very familiar with his reputation.

The old martial arts master, strength and Mr. Feng are in the middle of each other.

"It's him." Feng Wenyuan nodded. In his eyes, the cold hostility grew stronger.

"Brother Jiang, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years."

"I didn't expect that more than ten plants could not be planted. Brother Jiang's strength has improved a lot."

"Ten years ago, I thought I could go on several moves under brother Jiang's hands, but now, I'm afraid I'll lose within three moves."

Chen Yonghe, standing in the pavilion, can feel the powerful momentum of Mo Yunhai more clearly.

Most importantly, he felt a fear of death in Mo Yunhai, which was absolutely not existed ten years ago.

"Brother Chen, you and I have different choices, and the gap is growing. In the past ten years, I have never stepped out of the mountains and forests, and finally I have a deeper understanding of martial arts."

"Now defeat you. If you do your best, one move is enough."

Mo Yunhai's light way, in the language, always carries a kind of disdain.

"Alas!"

Chen Yonghe didn't feel any displeasure. He knew Mo Yunhai. Since the other side said that, now he really can't take the full blow of the other side.

"Ten years of hard work, now in China, I'm afraid that only the abnormal Mohist in the capital can be qualified to fight with you." The man continued with emotion.

Ten years later, he had imagined that the gap between himself and Moyun sea had been narrowed, but the fact was that the gap between him and Moyun sea was getting bigger and bigger. Now the gap between him and Moyun sea is enough to describe the difference between heaven and earth.

"Mo Ran is not worthy of him. I came out of the mountain for the old man of the God group. After I beheaded the boy today, I will go to the capital and be ashamed before the snow."

Ten years ago, he was defeated by Mo ran, the disciple of the God Group, but when he came back ten years later, Mo ran didn't care. His purpose was to defeat the old man of the God Group, which could make him really ashamed.

He is confident that he will not go out of the mountain for ten years.

"Hiss!"

Chen Yonghe could not help but take a breath of cold air. Just now, he still underestimated the strength of the other side.

……

In the intensive care unit of the Dong'an military sub district hospital of the southern Hunan Military Region, Zhang Wanrong has completely recovered. He and Lin Feng embrace each other and look out of the window, talking and laughing.

"Lin Feng, you know, I'm scared to death by you these days. Fortunately, you are finally awake."

Quietly nestled in Lin Feng's arms, Zhang Wanrong's face was full of fear.Since Lin Feng passed out of coma, her heart has been tightly clenched together. Fortunately, a sentence before Lin Feng's complete coma, together with the expert's consultation results, made her relax a little.

Now that we have recovered, we can finally relax completely.

"How can I repay you for your concern?" Lin Feng joked.

"This is your business. It depends on your sincerity." Zhang Wanrong provokes the sexy red lips, and the posture of the little woman becomes more and more strong.

Lin Feng, like a dragonfly skimming the water, touches and divides on the sexy red lips, "is that enough?"

Zhang Wanrong's shy low head and red face are the satisfaction of happiness.

At the same time, Lin Feng pressed Zhang Wanrong harder into his arms, and looked out of the window at the direction of Danqiu mountain:

"Mo Yunhai, today is the time of the three-day appointment. It's time to end the grudges between you and me."

"In three days, enough powerful people from home and abroad have come here. I believe that today's Danqiu mountain must be very busy."

"Today, I will behead you to warn the world."

Lin Feng said to himself in his heart, and the whole person began to become cold and matchless, and thick murderous opportunities spread.

Until now, his heart is still full of fear. He can't imagine what to do if Zhang Wanrong's situation is so serious that he can't be rescued?

The purpose of leaving three days is to release news and let more powerful people come, not only at home, but also abroad. He will kill Mo Yunhai in public, so as to play the biggest deterrent role. He will make sure that no one dares to hit his woman again.

"Wan Rong, wait for me to come back." Take back your thoughts, Lin Feng said hello to leave.

"What are you doing, Lin Feng? Don't leave me, I'm afraid. " Zhang Wanrong's excited and nervous way.

During this period of time, lying on the hospital bed, she was really afraid. Only when she saw Lin Feng around, could she feel steadfast.

She was very afraid. She was afraid that after Lin Feng left, she didn't know how long it would take to come back. She would not be like this time again. Once she left, it would be half a year without any news.

"Don't worry. I'm just going out to do something. I'll come as soon as I've finished."

Lin Feng's soothing way, a pair of arms more vigorously will embrace Zhang Wanrong.

"What's the matter?" Zhang asked

"It's just a small thing. I haven't been to school in some days. I need to go back and deal with it." Lin Feng didn't want to worry about this girl, so he made up a reason.

"Really?"

"I swear."

"All right!" Zhang Wanrong nodded heavily, and his nervous face relaxed.

"I'm gone. I'll be back." Lin Feng is facing the sexy red lips and turns to leave.