Listening to Chen Yufan's monologue, the old man felt inexplicably disappointed, but he also had some hope. He just went abroad to study. After coming back, maybe his mind changed. Children always change when they grow up, but when he heard Li

When asked about his name, he was stunned for two seconds, and the look on his face became more and more exciting.

Long Aotian was constantly scolding his mother in his heart: Li Wentao, you bastard, you bastard from Xiaoyao Villa Yishui, you actually have an idea of ​​​​my grandson, Li Wentian, Li Wentao, you two shameless guys are waiting,

I will definitely settle accounts with you when I go back, I will.

At this moment, not only Long Aotian's expression was wonderful, but Chen Suifeng's expression was also a bit wonderful, but his expression was more comforting, quite comforting. It is better to hand your child over to the old Li family than to hand it over to this crazy person in front of you.

The old bastard is better, who knows what this old bastard will teach his children to be like.

So despite being wonderful, Chen Suifeng nodded comfortingly.

Silence, the whole room was in silence. The sound of autumn wind and falling leaves outside could be clearly reflected in the ears of these three people. The sound was just small, but it was very harsh, especially Long Aotian, who heard this every time.

Every sound that fell in his ears felt elusive and exciting.

For a whole afternoon, the two father and son pairs closed themselves in this room. No one knew what they were talking about or discussing, not even Li Qinhua. She was just very well-behaved.

I left, very far away, although I was curious and nervous.

I don't know how long it took before old man Long Aotian walked out of the house dejectedly, while Chen Suifeng stood proudly behind the old man like a victorious general, watching the old man leave, with some indescribable joy and joy in his heart.

He was excited and the resentment that had been held in his heart for more than thirty years could finally be expressed, so he was very happy.

On the other hand, Chen Yufan had no expression on his face and was very calm. Although his old man signed a two-year agreement with his old man's old man, and he did not like the feeling of being manipulated, he still remained calm and silent.

This skill is like that of a centenarian.

However, under Chen Yufan's calm surface, his blood was constantly surging. This was the first time this happened to him after he entered Xiantian, or entered the second level of Xiaoyao Xinjue, or Bai Niansheng. He couldn't concentrate on his thoughts.

His mind was filled with murderous intent for a moment, as if his mind had been affected by the shadow's sword intent just now.

Hundreds of thoughts are born, and naturally there are hundreds of thoughts in a lifetime. In this case, Li Xiaoyao once told him that when you reach such a critical juncture, you must have the power to vent your thoughts, otherwise, you will never be able to make any progress. This is Li Xiaoyao.

The fundamental reason why Xiaoyao has been unable to break through so far.

Chen Yufan didn't want to follow in his footsteps, so he had to find a breakthrough. That sword had already vaguely evoked Chen Yufan's thoughts of killing, but it was still in its infancy, and he suppressed it very well.

After seeing off old man Long Aotian, the father and son turned around again and came to the living room. The two sat in silence for a long time, facing each other. Chen Suifeng lit a cigarette casually, then looked at Chen Yufan and said, "Would you like to have a drink?"

Damn, you seem to have not recovered from the killing just now!"

Chen Yufan shook his head silently and said, "This thing doesn't work!"

Chen Suifeng was silent again, until the whole cigarette turned to ashes in his hands, then he slowly stood up and walked to his son, looking at him with some curiosity, some surprise, some fear, looking at him carefully,

After looking at it for a long time, Chen Suifeng laughed to himself and said: "Twenty years, twenty years, I don't think I have ever looked at you as carefully as I do today!"

Chen Yufan also smiled, and his trademark shy smile appeared on his face, and then he said lightly: "It has been twenty years, and I never knew that my father was actually a martial arts master!"

What followed was still silence, and it was still Chen Suifeng who broke the silence. He took a sip of the cigarette with the butt left in his hand, and a puff of smoke slowly poured out from his mouth, drawing a circle in the air and saying: "There are some things that I am very worried about."

Curious, can you tell me?"
Chapter completed!