The sun has not yet set in the sky, it is approaching October, and the weather is cool.
Many children and teenagers in Mingyue Community are undergoing some physical strength, agility, and weapon attack training under the leadership of their parents.
Mingyue Community is a community for warriors, and the martial arts style is very strong. Some warriors stood by and watched with a smile, and some even came to give pointers in person.
Whoosh!
A blood-red triangular fighter plane arrived over Mingyue Community, slowed down and hovered slowly.
Wow~
The hatch opens.
Wearing black casual clothes and carrying a backpack, Yun He flew down from the air and landed among the villas in the community in a flash.
Then the flying fighter plane closed its cabin door and left quickly.
Many people in the community raised their heads and looked at this scene in horror.
Flying?
A powerful member of parliament?!
"Who was that strong man just now?"
"Looks familiar, seems to be the God of War of Yunhe!"
"Yunhe God of War!? Isn't he dead? The martial arts school just issued an announcement this morning!"
The warriors in the community were all excited and talking about it.
A martial artist quickly turned on his communication watch and logged into the official website of the Extreme Martial Arts School. He unexpectedly discovered that the announcement announcing the death of Yun He and Luo Feng in the morning had been deleted.
Is this such a child's play?
How about playing?
…
Yun He entered the home he had not returned to for a whole year. Fortunately, the death notice was officially issued in the morning, and the community had not had time to take the house back.
Otherwise, it would be ridiculous if the family is gone.
After hurriedly putting down his things, Yun He went out again and ran to Luo Feng's house.
Extreme Martial Arts just officially announced the news of his death this morning, and the vulture Li Yao's revenge has just begun, so there should be nothing wrong with him yet.
There is no one in the courtyard of Luo Feng's house. The flowers and plants seem to have not been taken care of for a long time and are growing in a disorderly manner.
Ding dong!
Ring the doorbell.
"Yun He...er, Councilor Yun?" Wu Tong rushed over at this time, followed by a group of warriors.
Yun He rang the doorbell again, without looking back, and said, "Let's talk about it later."
"There's no rush, Congressman Yun, you're busy first." Wu Tong understood immediately, turned around and left, driving away the people surrounding him in the distance.
Click~
The door opened. Luo Hua, who was still less than twenty this year but already looked much more mature, opened the door with a tired look on his face.
"Yun..." Luo Hua opened his mouth wide and looked at Yun He standing outside the door in disbelief. His expression changed several times and he couldn't say a complete sentence.
"Let's talk after we go in."
Yun He smiled slightly, stepped forward and put his arms around his shoulders, leading him towards the house.
Luo Hua followed blankly, obviously not reacting yet.
Entering the house, in the hall, Luo Hongguo and Gong Xinlan were sitting on the sofa, their faces silent. There was an aura of sadness permeating the whole house.
"Xiaohua, who is here?... Xiaohe?" Gong Xinlan asked casually, looked up, and was stunned.
Luo Hongguo turned around and looked, and was also stunned.
"Uncle Luo, Aunt Lan, I have made you worry. I was trapped in a place and just came out today... Luo Feng is the same, he is fine. Don't worry, he will be back in a few months..."
Yunhe explained to them and comforted them.
Looking at Uncle Luo and Aunt Lan who were obviously much older than a year ago, Yunhe felt quite uncomfortable.
"real?"
"Xiao Feng is really okay?"
Luo Hongguo and Gong Xinlan were both extremely excited, with tears in their eyes, and Luo Hua's eyes were also red.
Ever since Yun He and Luo Feng were trapped for three months, Extreme Martial Arts had arranged for people to come to their door to tell them the news that Luo Feng and Yun He might have died. Their family has been in grief ever since.
Until this morning, when Extreme Martial Arts officially issued an announcement confirming the death of Luo Feng and Yun He, they felt as if the sky was about to collapse.
"Of course it's true. Don't worry, Luo Feng will be back in three or four months at most." Yun He replied affirmatively.
"Very good!"
"Xiao Feng is really fine..."
"I knew my brother would be fine."
The three people from Luo Hongguo cried with joy.
Yunhe smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.
Luo Feng, you owe me a lot.
…
night.
The moonlight was as cold as water, immersing into the martial arts training hall on the second floor.
Yunhe was wearing loose training clothes, sitting cross-legged on the floor, eyes slightly closed, holding up the palm of his right hand. There was a small black hole about ten centimeters in diameter suspended above, spinning rapidly on the palm of his hand.
Wisps of moonlight were drawn in and submerged into the black hole.
Around the black hole, the space is slightly distorted. At a glance, it gives people a sense of time and space confusion.
Yunhe is comprehending the rules and practicing quietly.
In the evening, after having dinner at Luo Feng's house and chatting with them for a while, Yun He came back.
Wu Tong was very discerning and arranged for someone to wait at the door to help Yun He clean the house.
Life has returned to calm again.
In addition to practicing every day, Yun He would occasionally go to Luo Feng's house to have dinner and chat with them.
The Luo family members no longer feel so sad, and their faces are getting better day by day. Although they are still worried, they finally have hope.
There is one more councilor in the Ares Palace. Councilor Yun.
Many forces arranged for people to come over to contact him and try to build relationships. Except for Yunhe, who met once, he did not see anyone else.
I don’t even have enough time to practice, so who has time to talk to you about trivial matters like human relations?
More than a month later, one day while having dinner at Luo Feng's house, I heard Gong Xinlan talk angrily about someone in the community who was too outrageous and whose words were too unpleasant.
Yunhe had already guessed something and asked Luo Hua privately. Luo Hua also guessed that it was the person arranged by the vulture Li Yao.
Yun He didn't say anything, he just told Luo Hua and the others to be careful. Don't pay attention to those unpleasant remarks. Luo Feng will naturally deal with them when he comes back.
Yunhe doesn't plan to get too involved in this kind of thing. As long as Li Yao doesn't go too far, Yunhe plans to let him live for a few more days. Anyway, it's just a matter of a few months.
Li Yao is now on the verge of frantically seeking death, as if he is using his life to test Yunhe's bottom line, and all he does is wander back and forth at the boundary of that red line.
In fact, Yun He doesn't care whether a small person like this is alive or dead, so it's not worth wasting his energy.
He had already greeted the head of the official special department, and everything Li Yao did was recorded in private.
When Luo Feng comes back and sees these things, I believe he will tell the vulture Li Yao what the anger of City Lord Luo is.
These things may seem to the vulture Li Yao to be wandering outside Yunhe's bottom line. However, in Luo Feng's eyes, these things are like inverse scales that will lead to death if touched.
Yun He smiled slightly, he was such a damned ghost that it was so easy to talk to him.
Isn’t it good to be alive?
Why do you have to commit suicide?
He shook his head and ignored it, and continued to concentrate on understanding the rules.
He is very busy now, he has to understand the three laws of light, space and time.
Every time you understand the three major laws, you must fuse them and then integrate them into the chaotic cave.
Just like knitting a sweater, you first need to find three different threads, then merge the three threads into one thread, and then use this thread to knit the sweater.
Find one kind of thread, then another kind, then a third kind, and finally mix it into a short thin thread. Then use this thin thread to complete one ten millionth, or even one billionth of the entire sweater.
The weaving of one.
The entire project is terrifyingly large.
Yun He didn't even know how many years and months it would take him to finally complete the finished product.
I can only complete a little bit every day, and it will gradually accumulate over time.