The Sun Mansion belongs to the old man. But the old man alone cannot support the Sun Mansion, and he needs help. Many years ago, the old man had a group of good helpers. It is precisely because of their existence that he founded such a large foundation and gained the old man's reputation today.

It’s a pity that people always grow old and die.

Most of the people who started their careers with the old man in the past have grown old or even died. Although some people have the ability, there is no way to fully support the Sun Mansion with the ability of these people. Because of this, the old man needs to cultivate talents, such as Lu Xiangchuan and Sun Jian.

Only by having such talents in the Sun Mansion can it continue.

Is Feng Wuhen a talent?

Feng Wuhen is of course a talent.

The old man's emphasis on Feng Wuhen has surpassed the most Lu Xiangchuan. It can be said that as long as Feng Wuhen is willing, the old man can immediately make Feng Wuhen and Lu Xiangchuan and Sun Jian take an equal position.

Since Feng Wuhen came to Sun's Mansion, the old man has not only investigated Feng Wuhen, but also won over Feng Wuhen. He hoped that Feng Wuhen could become a member of Sun's Mansion. He believed that as long as there was one more Feng Wuhen in the Sun's Mansion, he would definitely stand in ten years.

When Feng Wuhen came back from the mission, the old man originally planned to win over Feng Wuhen again, but when he saw Feng Wuhen, he already understood that people like Feng Wuhen would never be attracted by anyone and would never surrender to anyone.

Because of this, the old man changed his mind.

He no longer thought about what happened in the Sun Mansion ten years later, but only planned to deal with the enemy of the Twelve Feipeng Gang first. He finally made a decision and gave Feng Wuhen a chance to leave the Sun Mansion as soon as possible.

That's why the conversation that day came into being.

The old man never regrets his life and does things, nor does he give himself room for regret. However, this thing he was proud of was beginning to regret a day later.

The reason why he regretted it was because he knew that Feng Wuhen and Sun Jian had a meal. At this time, he suddenly realized that although he could not win over Feng Wuhen, his son had the opportunity to let Feng Wuhen join the Sun Mansion willingly.

He regretted it very much, regretted that he decided to do it too early.

If he had the opportunity to make him regret it, he would be willing to exchange it with his right hand. It's a pity that he had no chance to regret it at all. It's a pity that he had no chance to regret it. It's time to do it, so how can he regret it?

In the early morning, the old man opened the window and the fragrance of cold plums outside the window blew in. The old man took a deep breath of the fragrance, completely suppressed the regret in his heart, and then began to study the matter of dealing with the Twelve Feipeng Gang.

At present, this matter is the top priority and the key among the key points. If the Twelve Feipeng Gang cannot be eliminated, then the Sun Mansion will not be present, let alone ten years later.

The old man stood in front of the window, studied and thought for more than half an hour, and suddenly coughed gently: "Call Lu Xiangchuan to see me."

A very fast figure walked out of the courtyard from a very secret road and headed towards Rikagawa's room as the sound fell.

Anyone would be surprised to see this place because no one knew where the man appeared and why he appeared in the old man's residence.

This is the old man’s secret.

The old man has many secrets, and no one knows how many secrets the old man has, and this is just one of them.

Feng Wuhen opened the window, and a cold wind swept away the few warmth in the house. The biting cold wind mixed with ice and snow slashed his face like a knife.

Feng Wuhen's face did not change at all, only his eyes became brighter and brighter in the wind and snow. It was obvious that the escape from many days and the banquet yesterday did not make him slackened or had any effect on him.

After a simple cleaning, Feng Wuhen came to the yard wearing very thin clothes. A cold light flashed and he pulled out his sword that never left his body.

In the wind and snow, he was practicing swordsmanship.

Feng Wuhen's every move seemed to have been tempered and strived for absolute perfection. Although his move was not fast, as long as anyone with a little vision, he could see that his sword skills had indeed reached the level of perfection.

He has only been practicing sword for thirteen years and is only twenty years old, and has such extraordinary achievements. Anyone will be surprised to see it. However, if anyone sees his eyes, he will not have such a terrible sword technique to him, and there is a little strangeness.

Although he was just practicing swords, his eyes were filled with an indescribable solemnity. His mind was devoted to the sword technique, as if every sword he was fired was the last sword in his life. Each sword was no longer just a lifelong understanding of sword techniques, but also contained his soul and piety.

Anyone who can do something so wholeheartedly and focus on one thing, no matter what the person does, then he will definitely achieve extraordinary achievements. If this person only focuses on one thing in his life and never simply diverts his interest, if such a person cannot reach the pinnacle and overwhelm the heroes, then who has this qualification?

When he first saw Feng Wuhen, Sun Yubo also doubted whether Feng Wuhen was qualified to surpass all the heroes and became the world's number one swordsman that the world looked up to. It can be seen that after Feng Wuhen practiced his sword, Sun Yubo had no doubts in his heart.

He also had to admit that although Feng Wuhen was in many aspects and the resourceful swordsman genius, this was not comparable to that of any swordsman, because no one could care nothing except the sword like Feng Wuhen.

No one understands why Feng Wuhen is so obsessed with swords. Not only do others not understand, but even Feng Wuhen himself does not understand. He vaguely feels that this may be his obsession in his previous life, or maybe he was a person who wanted to practice swordsmanship in his previous life, but he could not get anyone! In this life, he must look at his wish in his previous life.

"Sand, sand, sand!"

Although the visitor tried to lower his voice, his footsteps on the snow still made a sound like a leaf blowing. If this sound was in other places, no one would care about it, but in this empty and quiet yard it seemed particularly harsh. Not to mention masters like Feng Wuhen, even ordinary people could pay attention.

The sword light flashed, like a top-down lightning flashing towards the source of the sound.

The man immediately stiffened and stood there. When he realized that he wanted to pull out the delicate short knife from his waist, the cold sword tip was already pointing at her throat.

She is a young and beautiful girl, wearing colorful clothes, and looks like a flying butterfly in the snow. She is not as charming as Gao Jiping, but she has the charming and purity that girls have.

Her bright and bright eyes as black gemstones were now in horror. Her lips opened slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but forgot to say something.

She stood quietly like this, half holding the short sword to block the sharp sword in her throat with her right hand, but her movements were at least one beat slower.

The moment he saw the woman's face, Feng Wuhen put away his sword and looked at the woman standing like a stone sculpture, he said lightly: "Miss, this is not the place you should come, go back."

Feng Wuhen would instantly withdraw the sword that was stabbed back, not because the woman was so beautiful and cute, but because she recognized that she was Sun Die who was waiting for Sun Jian in front of the door yesterday.

That was the first time Feng Wuhen saw Sun Die, but as long as Feng Wuhen had seen him, as long as he wanted to remember, he would never forget it.

Sun Die was a dream and breathed a long sigh, but soon found that she was acting too stupid and running. A melon-shaped face immediately showed a look of shame and annoyance. The next second she raised the short knife half-held in front of her chest and pointed at Feng Wuhen, saying, "Are you Feng Wuhen?"

Feng Wuhen turned around and shook his head. When he heard her words, he stopped and said, "Not bad."

Sun Die said word by word: "I want to challenge you."

Sun Die's words are serious and serious. No one will think she is watching a joke. But anyone who sees this scene will think she is a joke.

This is simply a mantis armed with a chariot, a moth flew into a fire, and a self-destruction.

If others saw it, even if they didn't persuade Sun Die, they wouldn't help laughing. Feng Wuhen's behavior was very different from that of ordinary people.

A hint of surprise flashed across Feng Wuhen's face, and then he looked at Sun Die very seriously. A shocking murderous aura emanated from his body, telling him in a flash that he pressed towards Sun Die like a mountain.
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