Thinking of this, Chen Yidao took a deep look at Li Huan and said: "Brother Huan, please remember that the survival of the Li family in Langqi only depends on your thoughts. Your Li family has its own inheritance, which is extraordinary and unparalleled!"
While speaking, Chen Yidao turned his hand and slapped a piece of bluestone beside him, and his big palm-like hand sank silently into the bluestone.
With a bit of pride and disdain, Chen Yidao said: "Is this damn iron shirt and golden bell shield comparable to those made by jugglers?"
Seeing this scene at such a close distance, one can imagine the shock in Li Huan's heart. If such a slap were to hit someone, even a strong man would not be able to withstand it.
He had to admit that if this Hunyuan Iron Cloth Shirt was really the standard Iron Cloth Shirt for a lousy sidekick in the novel biography, then he would have to wonder what kind of world this was.
Ignoring Li Huan anymore, Chen Yidao sat cross-legged, as if he had transformed into a statue.
Early the next morning, white flags were hung in Li's mansion, and Li Huan, who was dressed in linen and mourning cloth, generally returned the favor to the guests who came to pay homage to Li Xian.
In the midst of the drowsiness, a voice sounded: "Fang Wenlu, the eldest son of the Lianjiang Fang clan, and his son Fang Yuan have arrived."
The next moment, Li Huan's spirit perked up. He suddenly looked up and saw two figures standing in the mourning hall, one big and one small. Aren't they none other than Fang Wenlu, the leader of the Lianjiang Fang clan, and his legitimate son Fang Yuan?
Seeing the two of them, Li Huan couldn't help but feel murderous intent in his heart. Li Xian was attacked and killed, and the person who ambushed them was almost certain to be the Lian Jiang Fang family, but there was no evidence.
But they never thought that Fang Wenlu and his son would dare to come directly to Langqi Island, and even appear in front of Li Xian's mourning hall openly.
Chen Yidao, who was not far away, was caught tightly by Zhao Zhi and whispered: "Second brother, you must not touch anyone in the Fang family now, otherwise I would have asked you to take the head of that old thief Fang Duyan yesterday to pay homage to your elder brother.
Already."
Chen Yidao said angrily: "Damn it, the Fang family bribed people from Qianhusuo to mobilize soldiers and horses to protect the family house. I'm not afraid. I'm just afraid that my identity will be revealed, which will implicate the Li family and affect Brother Huan."
Zhao Zhi thought of what Qianhu and his party saw yesterday, and sighed in his heart and whispered: "At this moment, some people are hoping that you will jump out and take action, and you are fulfilling some people's wishes. In this way, the position of official of the Hundred Households of Langqi will be
It has nothing to do with the Li family at all."
Chen Yidao clenched his fist tightly and made a sound.
While Li Huan was staring at them, Fang Wenlu and his son had smiles on their faces, especially when Fang Wenlu stepped forward generously and offered a stick of incense to Li Xian, and said to Li Feng and Li Huan with great concern: "I never thought that
Brother Li passed away at an untimely age. Madam-in-law, my dear nephew, I offer my condolences to you!"
Everyone could hear the pride and ridicule in those words. For a moment, everyone looked at Li Huan who was kneeling in the mourning hall.
At this time, Fang Wenlu took a step forward, walked closer, and patted Li Huan on the shoulder. She looked regretful, but she stared at Li Huan where no one else noticed, without concealing the murderous intent in her eyes.
He said in a voice: "Baby, I didn't expect you to be so lucky!"
Li Huan, who was only sixteen years old and was not as good as a weak man, was kneeling with a woman from the Li Feng family. At first glance, he looked like an orphan and a widowed mother, and his situation was pitiful.
Li Feng firmly grabbed one of Li Huan's hands and said, "Huan'er, your father is watching!"
Exhaling, Li Huanqiang suppressed the anger in his heart, and bowed slightly to Fang Wenlu's slightly surprised and disappointed eyes: "Thank you uncle for your care, my nephew will remember it in his heart, and he will not forget it for a moment!"
After being slightly startled, Fang Wenlu immediately said cheerfully to Li Huan: "Okay, it's true that a tiger father has no son. If he has a son, Brother Li will definitely be smiling!"
A sinister gaze fell on Li Huan from the beginning. Although Li Huan said that his attention was focused on Fang Wenlu, it was impossible not to notice such obvious hostility.
Fang Yuan was the legitimate son of the eldest son of the Lian Jiang Fang family. Although he was not the eldest son, he was still the eldest son of the eldest family. He was about twenty years old, but he was handsome and handsome. Unfortunately, his sinister eyes made him look a little more sinister.
sly.
Looking into Fang Yuan's sinister eyes, Li Huan said with a bit of disdain: "Just for you, are you worthy of the position of one hundred households in Langqi?"
Fang Yuan sneered and said: "Boy, if it weren't for Mr. Qianhu's favor, do you think you have a month to recover from your injuries? But that's it. One month later, on the school grounds of Meihua Qianhu, I will also show up in front of Qianhu.
Everyone above and below will kill you."
As he said this, Fang Yuanqi stepped forward and said fiercely: "I will destroy you, the Langqi Li family!"
"Feng Baihu from Min'an Town has arrived!"
The singing officer shouted, and he saw an old man with gray hair striding over, followed by nearly ten men of different sizes.
Seeing the person coming, Li Fengshi, who had been holding Li Huan's hand tightly, fearing that Li Huan would do something stupid impulsively, seemed to have seen her backbone, and suddenly burst into tears.
"Dad, brother..."
Seeing Li Feng who couldn't help but burst into tears and almost fainted from sobs, Li Huan couldn't care less about Fang and his son. He followed Li Feng on his knees and kowtowed respectfully: "My grandson kowtows to my grandpa and uncle!"
The gray-haired Feng Kui stepped forward and supported Li Fengshi. His eyes contained love and pity. He gently patted Li Fengshi's hand and said, "Ying Niang, my poor son!"
The elder of the several men was nearly forty years old, and the younger one was only three or two years older than Li Huan. The leader was Feng Yongan, Feng Kui's eldest son, and the brother of Li Feng. He saw Feng Yongan leading his brothers.
He offered incense to Li Xian before turning around and walking in front of Chen Yidao and Zhao Zhi. He punched them and knocked them away. He said angrily: "It's in vain that my brother-in-law values you so much. You just watch Huan'er being raped."
Being bullied?"
As he spoke, Feng Yongan yelled at the brothers behind him: "What the hell are you doing in a daze? I chopped off the heads of Fang Wenlu and his son to commemorate the spirit of my brother-in-law in heaven..."
Wow, nearly ten Feng brothers were amazed by the guests, and with stunned eyes, they pulled out their sabers from their waists and ran straight towards Fang Wenlu and his son.
Many of the guardsmen who saw this scene looked like they were watching a show. Some of them looked like they were watching a show. Some of them looked like they were really doing this. Others shook their heads and looked annoyed.
"Brother Feng, no!"
"Calm down, calm down!"
Just as the Feng brothers were about to rush towards Fang Wenlu and his son, they heard a deputy Qianhu who was close to the Fang family change his color and shout: "In broad daylight, in front of so many colleagues, Feng Yong'an, you Feng family want to rebel."
Can’t make it?”
The Feng family brothers ignored the scolding from Qianhu, and seemed to only see the figures of the Fang family father and son retreating continuously.
At this moment, Hu Qian from Qianhu of Meihua Qianhu Institute, who had never spoken, said to Feng Kui: "Feng Baihu, just make a fuss. Don't forget that today is the day your son-in-law is buried!"
Feng Kui, who put his hand on Li Huan's shoulder, snorted coldly, glanced at his sons and scolded: "A bunch of careless people, didn't you hear what Mr. Qianhu said? Get back here!"
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Several hundred-household officials not far away looked a little disappointed when they saw this. They were definitely on Li Huan's side. If someone could seize the position of one hundred households in the Li family today, they might not be plotted against them in the future.
Unfortunately, they were too weak to defeat the decisions of several Shangguan officials. If the Feng brothers really killed the Fang family father and son, they would definitely applaud.
The Feng family brothers paused and stared at Fang Wenlu and his son fiercely one by one. Then they heard Feng Yongan threaten Fang Wenlu and his son: "Fang Wenlu, if Master Qianhu speaks today, you will be killed."
Fang Wenlu snorted coldly, looking at the Feng brothers who looked like wolves and tigers, and then looking at the sharp blade so close at hand, a faint cold sweat broke out on his back.
"It's all because of that little beast, he almost lost his life."
Thinking of this, the murderous intention in his heart became even more intense. Fang Wenlu waved his sleeves suddenly, and Fang Wenlu was speechless. It was his miscalculation today. He didn't expect that the Feng family brothers had just attacked their father and son in front of so many people.
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Thinking of the competition in the school field a month later to determine the ownership of the hundred households in Langqi, Fang Wenlu just looked at the Feng brothers with disdain.
At that time, he wanted all the Feng family brothers to watch their only nephew die in front of them.
Seeing that there was no good show to watch, many people even showed a bit of regret. If the Feng family, Li family, and Fang family were to fight, it is impossible to say that they would have any advantage.
"Mr. Lin from Fuzhou Fuwei Escort Agency is here!"
Li Huan knelt in the mourning hall. His turbulent mood due to the Feng brothers' quarrel had just calmed down. When he heard the singing officer speaking, he subconsciously accompanied the visitor to worship.
When the visitor put the incense candle in place and slowly stepped back a few steps to salute again, Li Huan happened to look up and saw the visitor.
Two figures were standing in front of him a few feet away. The leader was wearing a black robe and had a tall and straight figure. He was about thirty years old and had a kind face. Next to him, there was a man with a crown like jade, who was extremely handsome.
The young master in fine clothes, with a stern look on his face, followed his father in saluting, and when he stood up slowly, he happened to look at Li Huan.