Surrounding the cliff, Lan Feng sat in the viewing pavilion, looked up at the sky, looked at the shining stars in the sky, and looked at the watch again. A faint smile appeared on Lan Feng's face.

Then, Lan Feng stood up and walked towards the top of Qiyun Mountain.

Back at the hotel, looking at the closed door and listening to the even breathing from inside, Lan Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head. It seemed that he could only sleep outside, and then walked towards Tianchi with a step.

Sitting on the rock next to Tianchi, looking at the pool of different colors in the moonlight, Lan Feng's face showed enjoyment and relaxation.

The Tianchi Lake is also very beautiful at night.

Lan Feng lay on the rock, covered his hand on his eyes, looked at the stars and crescent moons in the sky through the gaps of his hands, picked a dog tail grass and chewed it in his mouth, allowing the bitter smell to float away in his mouth, and Lan Feng's thoughts floated to the distance again.

Those pasts, and the vicissitudes of blood and tears.

A strong bitterness spread in Lan Feng's heart.

However, Lan Feng soon recovered.

Now this is the most critical battle for him to return to China. Lan Feng must win this battle cleanly and beautifully, making the eyes behind them frightened and making them unable to feel at ease.

He wants to fully show his sharpness that he has been hiding for five years and shock those guys.

After a moment of silence, Lan Feng took out his cell phone and edited a text message and sent it out.

Capital, Military Region Hospital.

Outside the severe operating room, a middle-aged man sat. He was wearing a black suit and had shiny hair. His facial features were straight and majestic. There was no sign of tension or panic on his weather-beaten face, and he was as calm as a clear spring.

Under his thick eyebrows, a pair of black eyes flashed with a cold light, which made people dare not approach him. His name is Song Qiankun, Song Fanggang's father, and one of the indispensable and important figures of the Song family.

Opposite Song Qiankun, two straight men stood, one of them wearing a black suit, with black-framed eyes, long hair, cold face, and a scholarly atmosphere. His name is Song Wenjie, Song Fanggang's second brother.

The other man was wearing a striking dark green military uniform, with a straight figure, like a straight javelin. He had two Henggang and a golden star on his shoulder badge. He turned out to be a major, his name was Song Wenjun and Song Fanggang's third brother.

The three of them fell into silence in a rare manner, and no one spoke.

"Crazy..."

After a while, the door of the operating room opened and a middle-aged doctor walked out of the operating room.

The helplessness under his weathered face could not be blocked even by the mask he was wearing.

He looked at Song Qiankun deeply, and a voice with a hint of apology came from his mouth: "Sorry, Brother Song!"

Hearing the words of the middle-aged doctor, Song Qiankun, Song Wenjie and Song Wenjun all turned cold at this moment, and a chill spread out from their bodies.

The helplessness and apologies on the middle-aged doctor's face became more and more intense, and he continued to speak: "Fang Gang's belly was stuffed into three round-spotted vipers. You should be very clear that that thing is a highly toxic thing. Although I took out all three round-spotted vipers, Fang Gang was really too poisoned. Modern medical technology can only keep the toxins in his body not spreading, but it cannot drive away the poison in his body. It can only save Fang Gang's life, but it makes him a semi-vegetative person."

"His thinking can be operated, but his limbs have lost all the ability to act. It's so weird that I think it should be the silver needle we found in his body that preserved his thinking, resulting in him not becoming a real vegetative person."

"boom!"

After listening to the middle-aged doctor's story, a terrifying chill spread out from Song Qiankun's body.

Thoughts can be operative, but the body loses its power of movement. Living like this is simply dying and uncomfortable.

The real living dead!

That damn miscellaneous species!

Didn’t the lessons from five years ago still make him honest?

"well!"

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged doctor stretched out his palm and patted Song Qiankun on the shoulder, then walked away.

"Damn it!"

An angry voice came from Song Fangjie's mouth, and his expression was extremely ferocious.

"Click!"

Song Wenjun on the side looked cold, and his fists were clattering at this moment.

"call!"

Song Qiankun took a deep breath, calmed down his mood, and was silent for a moment, and a cold voice came from his mouth: "Wenjun, although the family has sent someone, you should take your people to come here in person. I want you to bring his body back to me."

"Um!"

Upon hearing this, Song Wenjun nodded, turned around, and quietly left with a step, a sense of terrifying and killing spread out from his body.

Five years ago, you were the existence I looked up to.

Now, it's your turn to look up to me.

In the capital, in a large courtyard.

A young man in dark green military uniform stood in the yard, looking up at the sky, his handsome face was filled with a strong complexity, helplessness, excitement, and deep bitterness and worry, as well as the deep pain.

Beside him, a beautiful woman with long burgundy hair and a blue long skirt, about thirty years old. She looked up at the stars in the sky, then looked at the young man beside her, and was silent for a moment, and a helpless voice came from her mouth: "Song Wenjun took his troops, and not only that, the captain Zhi Shang of the Dragon Scale was also dispatched. Aren't you going to go there?"

Hearing this, the bitterness on the young man's face became more and more intense. He turned his head to look at the beautiful woman beside him. A faint voice came from the young man's mouth: "Do you think I should go from my standpoint?"

"In the past five years, you have changed a lot and paid a lot for the family, leading the family to the most glorious and prosperous moments, but I know that it is just the way you use to paralyze yourself. You don't want to forget it, but you don't want to remember it."

"In five years, you have gained the recognition of everyone in the family, and you are not even surprised that you are the next successor of the family. However, I know that all this is not what you want, and you cannot forget or abandon those things."

The woman's voice went straight into the young man's heart, making him feel particularly painful, and his handsome face became distorted due to the pain.

"The family is nothing in your eyes. In fact, your position has always been on his side, isn't it?" Seeing the painful appearance of the young man, the beautiful woman continued to speak: "Because of what happened five years ago, you wanted to go, but you were afraid to go. You dare not face your true self, nor do you dare to face him, and even more so, you dare not face your dead brothers."

"He finally returned to China, and you can finally see him, but why are you afraid now?" The beautiful woman's voice seemed to penetrate the heart of the young man: "Although the danger he faced this time is far less than the time he had five years ago, but in five years he still had a group of brothers that he could trust and rely on, but now... he is just alone."

Hearing the woman's last words, the young man's whole body trembled violently at this moment, with blue veins bulging on his forehead, and his whole person curled up because of great pain.

Looking at the young man curled up in pain, a trace of unbearance flashed in the woman's eyes, she sighed softly, and disappeared into the courtyard with a step.

"You have missed it five years ago. Do you want to miss it again?"

The capital, a towering building.

Two men in white suits stood leisurely on the rooftop. One of them had short hair and the other had long hair, which looked unique.

Each of them held a bottle of classic brandy in their hands, looking at the endless mountains outside the city in the distance, and then they all laughed.

A moment later, a playful voice came from the short-haired man's mouth: "You said... you crazy man escaped the disaster five years ago. Can he escape this disaster?"

"As far as I know, the Song family sent two groups of people, and Song Wenjun brought his troops. What's more, those guys might even help in secret. I think that crazy man might have to finish playing this time." A smile appeared on the long-haired man's face: "In five years, the crazy man's personality has really not changed at all. But... this time he made things worse."

"Then aren't you going to add some firewood?" The short-haired man blew a mouthful of brandy and said with a smile.

"Forget it, I'd better not mix this matter with it." The long-haired man shook his head.

"You are afraid of him!"

The short-haired man smiled slightly, and a faint voice came from his mouth, but the long-haired man's body suddenly solidified.

...

Top of Qiyun Mountain.

The next morning, when a trace of white belly appeared in the east sky, Lan Feng, who was lying on the rocks, opened his hazy eyes and woke up slowly.

Lazy stretched, then rubbed his eyes, looking at the white belly rising in the distance and the continuous pool under the Tianchi Lake, Lan Feng's face showed a faint smile.

He stood up, walked to the top of the pool, washed his face, and Lan Feng walked towards the hotel.

Not long after, Lan Feng appeared outside Cheng Xiaohan's room door, stretched out his palm and gently buckled the door. A faint voice came from Lan Feng's mouth: "Cheng Xiaohan, open the door quickly, it's me, Lan Feng!"

As Lan Feng's words fell, a noise came from the room. After a while, the door of the room quietly opened, revealing Cheng Xiaohan's cheek with a beautiful smile: "Lan Feng, you are back."

Looking at Cheng Xiaohan's delicate and cute cheeks and his smart eyes, Lan Feng smiled and said, "What? You miss me, can't sleep?"

"I won't miss you." Cheng Xiaohan said with her head down, her cheeks slightly red.

"Is that so? Then why are you blushing?" Lan Feng teased.

"I... I just slept a little hot after a long time." Cheng Xiaohan said with a dodge of eyes, as if she had thought of something, a hint of excitement appeared on her beautiful cheeks: "Lan Feng, hurry up and wash up. Now it's so early, let's go to watch the sunrise later."

Upon hearing this, Lan Feng nodded with a smile, and then walked into the room.

I climbed the mountain for a day yesterday, and with the several battles last night, Lan Feng naturally felt a lot of sweat.

After entering the room, taking a shower and changing into the clothes, Cheng Xiaohan excitedly pulled Lan Feng to Tianchi to watch the sunrise.

At this moment, the entire Qiyun Mountain Scenic Area had long been blocked, with a large number of cordons being pulled up at the foot of the mountain and a large number of police cars were parked.
Chapter completed!