The Dongcheng Clan's ancestral temple was built halfway up the mountain, covering an area of about 1,500 square meters. On the gate archway was carved from right to left several characters, The Dongcheng Ancestral Temple. They were written by scarlet ink. However, they did not look bloodcurdling, but had a kind of heroic beauty. A stone drum was placed on both sides of the gate. Every detail of the entire ancestral temple was imbued with a clear simplicity and solemnity.
Li Tianlan didn't want to come until he was completely clear about the purpose of the Dongcheng family. He racked his brains to think of a suitable reason to refuse, but he failed.
Li Tianlan was very clear that Dongcheng Hanguang took him to the ancestral temple to burn incense indicated that Dongcheng Hanguang took him as a close descendant, or even a grandson-in-law. It was an overture, and if he refused readily, he was humiliating them.
No matter what purpose was hidden under the Dongcheng C
Nine o'clock in the evening. The Dongcheng family's helicopter landed again on the vacant lot of Yonghua Villa in Huating. Li Tianlan, who spent less than one day in Zhongyuan Province, returned here. He was still accompanied by Dongcheng Wudi and Thunder God, but there were two more important members of the Dongcheng family, Dongcheng Hanguang and Dongcheng Qiuchi. Dongcheng Qiuchi was the district mayor of Wudong New Area of Huating, so she came with Li Tianlan this time to come back to work, while Dongcheng Hanguang came to ask Qin Weibai for clarification. Li Tianlan didn't make any response on the surface, but he had already guessed that Dongcheng Hanguang came here mainly because of Dongcheng Huangtu, which made him involuntarily uneasy. There were too many contradictions and mysteries behind the name Dongcheng Huangtu, which seemed to be a taboo, hidden even deeper than the inside story of his father's treason case. Neither Li Baitian
When Li Tianlan and Qin Weibai were sending several important figures from Dongcheng Clan out of the villa, on the balcony of the seventh building that was less than 300 meters from Yonghua Villa, a middle-aged man in a black robe was quietly watching the scene through a telescope. Through the telescope, the man saw that Dongcheng Wudi and Dongcheng Hanguang walked in the direction of the helicopter; Dongcheng Qiuchi left by another road; Li Tianlan took Qin Weibai's hand and returned to the villa. The black-robed man, who saw all this with his own eyes, twitched his mouth, and his face grew grave. "Black-robed man, what's the matter? Have you seen any big shots?" Beside the black-robed man, a woman in the same black suit looked at his face and asked with a gentle smile. Although the woman looked ordinary, her temperament was gentle and she had an aura of maturity and intellectuality. Especially when she was laughing, her every move carried an amorous fee
Nine o'clock in the morning. When Li Tianlan slept soundly, the sudden ringing of the phone disturbed his dreams. Li Tianlan moved in a daze and instinctively tried to ignore the ringing. However, the caller was unusually stubborn. The phone rang again and again and the originally melodious ringing also became more and more strident. Frowning, he reached for the phone next to the pillow and put the caller through. After that, he put the phone near his ear and said, "Hello." "Senior brother, did you return to Huating?" In the phone, Wang Yuetong's clear and sweet voice rang out. It seemed there was well-hidden joy in her sound. Li Tianlan was somewhat confused. He had flown to and fro between Zhongyuan and Huating these days. Coupled with that his mind was wandering, he couldn't even tell where he was at once. He moved, and Qin Weibai, who was in his embrace obediently, move as well and her little hands that held him tightened a little.
... Li Tianlan's pace was not slow, but he did not flee in any path he could take without heeding which he chose. So when he was just less than two hundred meters away from the pavilion, Wang Yuetong had caught him up. Li Tianlan turned around and looked at the particularly youthful Wang Yuetong who trotted over. Then he asked indifferently, "Is there anything else?" This sentence was cold and impolite. It penetrated Wang Yuetong like a knife and her face suddenly turned pale. She bit her lip tightly and asked in a low voice, "Where are you going?" "Go home." After finish speaking, Li Tianlan felt a slight pain in his heart. "Go home? If I go back to Yonghua Villa now, Qin Weibai probably has left for the airport by this time." "Can a villa without Qin Weibai be called home?" He took out a cigarette and lit it. After that, he took a deep breath and said insipidly, "Go back to the Sky Academy." "I'll go back with you," said Wang
…Suddenly, there was a strong wind blowing, and the clouds scudded across the sky. Thunder boomed in the sky overhead! No one could describe this sword strike. The extreme lightning seemed to turn into thunder, rising from the sword tip and soaring hundreds of meters into the sky. As a result, when the wind rose and clouds surged, the whole heaven and earth suddenly seemed to be connected in a line. It was not a sword strike at all, but the momentum that wildly came out of Li Tianlan. This was a blow at the cost of his life that was the most extreme sublimation and release of his essence, qi, and spirit. Li Tianlan's face was expressionless. His eyes grew dull and cloudy, and the light in them became dim. In a split second, he seemed to have been through decades of time. His hair instantly turned all white, his expression unchanged, but he looked utterly aged, and was near nothingness. Only the overwhelming Sword Energy was still raging and
The rolling Changjiang flowed under people's feet, rushing to the nearby estuary. As the river went by, so did the lofty sentiments. Standing on the other side of Sky Academy to see the river always gave people a sense of hero aging. The fast-moving water flowed into the sea without return, as if in the quick lost youth. Looking back at what happened yesterday, Li Tianlan found that everything had become hazy and empty and been gone. He stood quietly on the bank, gazing at Sky Academy opposite and the rolling river in front of him for a long time. Having one foot in the Qi-controlling Realm, but the other was in the Thunder-shocking Realm. This was the most formidable moment of his life. Though below the Invincible Realm, he could fight and defeat anyone. But it was also his loneliest moment. The empty yet swelling sense in his body was constantly changing from head to foot. At this moment, Li Tianlan felt like an inflated balloon, se
It was only when Li Tianlan was out of sight that Zhuang Huayang took a deep breath and slowly turned around. The battlefield was in a mess. The neat path was completely destroyed, and the woods on both sides of the road were all in a jumble, with countless branches and severed trunks scattered everywhere. Zhuang Huayang walked through the chaos, indifferent, and finally stopped in front of Tribulation. "Don't you follow him and secretly protect him?" Zhuang Huayang asked in a casual way. There were several top assassins in Sigh City, and they were capable of teaching the assassination course in Sky Academy. When Zhuang Huayang communicated with Sigh City, hoping that they could send someone to be the teacher, Zhuang Huayang did not expect Cool Breeze or Drifting Cloud to teach, let alone Tribulation, the deputy Governor. Sigh City had stood aloof from worldly affairs for many years and had no interest in affairs outside the northeast. Given Situ Cangyue'
... When Li Tianlan returned to Yonghua Villa, he was stunned to find that there were police cars and policemen everywhere near building nine. The nearby building seven had been cordoned off, and several plainclothes policemen and uniformed police officers were rushing in and out of the building, looking grim. There seemed to be a murder. In addition to the police, some moving company vehicles were clustered nearby, filled with furniture, and headed outside the villa district. Several villa security guards were patrolling nearby, dressed neatly, but the helplessness and bewilderment on their faces were visible. Li Tianlan wasn't going to watch it. He wasn't in the mood for it, but he heard people talking about the fact that the owner of building seven, who had been killed, was a well-known local entrepreneur, and seemed to be close to some big deal in the district, and that the family of four and five bodyguards had all died tragically at home, which seem