Chapter 390

In the night of Peiping, the sound of rain is fading.

The man in white is flying over the roof of the house in Peiping, constantly looking for the figure of the thief girl.

What a cunning thing! Li Yuan's brows are locked and his heart is full of resentment. He is heading for the temporary residence of he family. Wanwan and Feng Youwei are both the representatives of he family in this competition. He concludes that wanwan will go to he family's temporary residence if he wants to escape. Even if wanwan plays a trick with him and deliberately goes the other way, he can also find the main idea of he family. After all, it is a fact that Feng Youwei has killed Li Xinyuan, the head of the Li family. No matter what, the people of he family can't rely on it.

Ding -

in the weakening rain, Li Yuan suddenly heard a metal rattle. It was the sound of the hammer hitting the sword, and the source of the sound was the temporary residence of he family.

Who is still forging swords in the rain so late?

Li Yuan's pace slowed down a little.

Ding, Ding - the rhythmic sound penetrated the night rain and sounded in Li Yuan's ears. Every step forward, the sound will be clear.

From the crisp sound, Li Yuan's brain simulated a fuzzy image - a man with bare upper body and muscular strength. He waved the hammer in his hand and fell on the forging iron sword again and again. With the clarity of the sound, the image in his brain gradually became clear.

Li Yuan suddenly stopped. He didn't go any further. He is very clear about what he will encounter when he goes forward.

That old monster has really come out of the mountain. Li Yuan held a white chess piece in his hand.

Bang! A sound different from the previous crisp sound sounded, and then said Zidi sound, it is the sound of countless steam. Li Yuan knew that the sword was about to be forged.

"What a delight." Li Yuan took a deep breath, then jumped up. Finally, he fell on the courtyard wall of he's temporary residence.

In the courtyard, there was no one from any family, only a big man with a bare upper body. The big man held a hammer in one hand and a red sword in the other.

"My lord sword." On the wall of the courtyard, Li Yuan threw his fist at the man.

The big man slowly raised his head and looked at Li Yuan on the wall of the courtyard. The rough looking big man suddenly grinned at Li Yuan: "who should I be? It turns out that yuhengxing is here. It's really a rare guest, rare guest!"

Li Yuan's face also showed a little not too good-looking smile: "rare guests do not dare to be, younger generation this time is to look for people." Although Li Yuan seems to be only in his twenties, he is actually the same age as Li Xinyuan. This man seems to be only in his forties, so he can make Li Yuan call himself a younger generation.

"You've come to the wrong place to find someone," said the man, waving his hands as he spoke. The hammer and the red sword embryo made a whirring sound. "As you can see, now I'm the only one left in the big ho mansion. Don't you come to find me?"

Li Yuan frowned, how could so many people of he family disappear all at once, but he could not put forward such a search. He only needs to bow his hand again and tell the truth: "I'm looking for one of your female disciples."

After thinking for two seconds, the man raised his head again: "you mean Wan Wan?"

"Exactly!" Li Yuan said, "please show her whereabouts. I still have some accounts to settle with her."

"Since you know wanwan is my apprentice," the big man said with a smile, "you still come to me for important people. Is that your Kunlun style?"

Li Yuan didn't answer. He knew that jianzun was not a reasonable person, and he didn't feel that he could easily find wanwan's whereabouts from jianzun. After all, jianzun and Kunlun had an unpleasant past.

"Since you are looking for me to ask for someone," said the man, turning to Li Yuan on the top of the courtyard wall, "I am also looking for you to ask for someone. Have you seen my disciple Feng Youwei?"

"Yes." Li Yuan answered truthfully.

"What about his people?" Asked the man with a smile.

"He has been killed by me, and now his body is still in Li's house." Li Yuan replied. He didn't tell jianzun that Feng Youwei cut off Li Xinyuan's hand. He knew that jianzun would mention Feng Youwei at this time. He must have known the cause and effect of the matter.

"You killed one of my apprentices, and now you come to me to ask for the whereabouts of another apprentice, hehe, hehe!" There was a flash of anger in the big man's eyes. "I haven't seen you for many years. Has Kunlun, who claims to be fairyland, been so overbearing?"

Li Yuan was not afraid. He looked at the man in the courtyard and said faintly, "why do I want someone from you? Don't you know in your heart? I would like to ask, are your two "masters" inspired by you From Li Yuan's point of view, of course, Feng Youwei and WAN's actions were inspired by jianzun.

"Are you looking for me to start a crime?" The man raised his voice and asked aloud.

Li Yuan put his hands behind his back, and the white chessman held by his right hand did not relax. "Where is wan wan, please make it clear!" So far, there is no politeness left in the tone of both sides."Hey, hey, hey, ha ha!" The man laughed wildly for three times. He said aloud, "I can't imagine that over the years, you decent people's ability to label people indiscriminately has not changed at all. Yes, everything is my instruction. Can you help me and me?" He looked arrogantly at Li Yuan on the wall of the courtyard.

Time seems to go back many years ago.

Under the Tianmen gate of Kunlun, the seven stars of the previous generation surrounded the young sword by Tuan Tuan. At that time, as an ordinary disciple, Li Yuan stood on the outside with his sword. At that time, the situation was the same as now. Jianzun laughed wildly and then provoked the seven strongest people in Kunlun mountain.

The difference is that Li Yuan has grown to one of the seven stars in Kunlun, while jianzun is old.

"Don't blame me for being rude." Li Yuan waved his right hand, and a white man flew out towards jianzun.

The big man stares at the white son who flies, the arrogance on the face does not have the slightest astringency. Then he waved the hammer in his right hand, which was just a common hammer without any divine power.

With a resounding sound. The hammer in the big man's hand waved fiercely, just like playing baseball. The white boy Li Yuan threw was beaten back by the big man, and there was an obvious depression on the hammer.

Li Yuan side body, the white son that is beaten back flies quickly from his face, in the twinkling of an eye then don't know where to fly.

"If you only look like this, you are far away from the previous generation of yuhengxing!" Said the man, laughing.

"Where's your sword?" Li Yuan doesn't pay attention to Jian Zun's ridicule. He asks in a deep voice. Jianzun will be called "jianzun", even let everyone forget his real name, of course, because of his attainments in fencing.

"Isn't that in your hand?" The big man raised the iron sword embryo in his hand, and then grinned, "if you don't give all your strength, then I'll go up!"

"Please."