Chapter 51
At this time, Yang Lin still didn't know what happened in Qijue Villa. Since they left Anyuan, they have been on their way non-stop.

With such a non-stop rush, it took only three and a half days for Yang Lin and the others to step into Tongzhou territory, but the weather is not good, when Yang Lin and the others still have two hours to go back to Tongzhou However, a heavy rain hindered Yang Lin's journey.

This rain was a rare heavy rain, and the raindrops were not much smaller than beans. Under such circumstances, Yang Lin and the others naturally couldn't hurry, so they stayed in a nearby small town, planning to wait for the rain. After stopping, we are on our way.

At this time, in a certain guest room of an inn, Yang Lin was seen sitting cross-legged on the bed with a serious face, while in front of Yang Lin, Youlongjian was floating tremblingly in mid-air, and then under the control of Yang Lin's mind , and saw You Longjian slowly flying across the room.

It can be seen that Yang Lin's situation is a bit wrong at the moment, his brows are tightly wrinkled, sweat is constantly breaking out, and his face is gradually turning pale.

After about a cup of tea passed like this, Yang Lin suddenly opened his mouth and shouted: "Sick!"

Then the Youlongjian in mid-air shook suddenly, and then turned into a sword beam with a whoosh, and shot towards the wall.

After a sound, a fist-sized sword hole was pierced in the wall.

"call!"

Yang Lin took a long breath, and then lay down on the bed as if he had collapsed. After a while, Yang Lin regained some strength, and then he smiled wryly and murmured: The sequelae of this technique of controlling the sword are really fucking serious, no wonder At the beginning, Han Ying only used two moves, and he was already half dead, and this was the result of years of hard training.

What Yang Lin practiced just now was the sword control technique he had taken from Han Ying before. It may be because Yang Lin who traveled through time fused two souls, so Yang Lin's mind power was several times stronger than ordinary people. Therefore, he quickly mastered this fencing technique, and he didn't have a splitting headache when using it.

But even so, after Yang Lin finished using it, his body's energy was still greatly depleted. With Yang Lin's current martial arts cultivation base, he could only send out three swords at most. If there were more, then Yang Lin would be completely exhausted. He was so exhausted that he was struggling to even move his arms and legs. If this happened when he was facing the enemy, it would be better to kill the enemy, otherwise, Yang Lin would have no choice but to die.

Yang Lin gave a wry smile, then closed his eyes on the bed and adjusted his breath. Half an hour later, Yang Lin recovered a little strength and got up, then walked to the window, raised his eyes and stared blankly at the outside. The heavy rain stopped.

Inexplicably, a feeling of uneasiness suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, which made Yang Lin frowned. He didn't like this feeling very much, as if something unfavorable to him was happening. It's what warriors call a whim.

Yang Lin touched his heart, thinking in his heart, maybe something bad for him happened, it should be impossible, right?
Just when Yang Lin was thinking wildly, someone knocked on the door of the room. After seeing this, Yang Lin said softly, "Come in!"

After the door was opened, Li Jing walked in, and then saw that Li Jing was holding a letter in his hand, he said with a smile: "Young Master, Director He has sent another letter, saying that everything in the villa is normal now, Nothing happened, Mr. He let you feel at ease, young master."

Hearing this, Yang Lin couldn't help being overjoyed, and then he expelled the uneasiness in his heart, and then said with a smile: "That's fine, as long as there is nothing wrong with the villa, and after my son returns, he will take action himself , to kill all those people who dare to invade, I want them to understand that although our Qijue Villa is not as good as it used to be, it is not something they can invade."

Li Jing nodded solemnly, and said: "That's the reason. After we go back this time, we will definitely do a few major events that will cause a sensation in the world, so that our comrades in the world will know that our Qijue Villa cannot be bullied, and then we will vigorously recruit everyone. Master Lu, carry forward the villa again."

Listening to Li Jing's excited and yearning words, Yang Lin showed a look of agreement on his face, but he knew in his heart that this was not an easy task.

Because wanting to make these requires a lot of resources. They have no shortage of martial arts cheats at Qijue Villa, but there are not many resources left in Qijue Villa, and money is also a problem. Buying some other rare materials really gave the young master Yang Lin a headache even thinking about it. It would be impossible for Qijue Villa to restore its previous strength without ten or eight years.

When Yang Lin was secretly worrying, he saw Li Jing suddenly said: "Young master, after you go back this time, you will immediately inherit the position of the owner of the villa. It has been a while since the old owner of the villa went away. The dragons have no leader, young master, you must ascend to the throne as soon as possible."

Naturally, Yang Lin would not refuse. In fact, if it hadn't been for the Wanbaoshan incident, Yang Lin would have already proposed it to He Sanxiong. How could he have dragged on until now and have not taken the position of owner of Qijue Villa.

Yang Lin understands better than anyone else that good things are only counted when they are truly in his hands, otherwise, things will change later, and no one knows what will happen in the future. He left himself.

It was also a coincidence that at the moment Yang Lin was talking to Li Jing, the rain outside gradually stopped.

Seeing this scene, both Yang Lin and Li Jing couldn't help being overjoyed, and after looking at the sky, they found that it was still early, and it was only noon.

After waiting for a while, and confirming again and again that it would not rain again in a short period of time, Yang Lin and the others immediately set off towards the direction of Tongzhou Tianhu Mansion.

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At the same time, thousands of miles away in Changzhou, in the Anyuan of Shuntian Mansion, Wan Baoshan was slowly walking into Wan Mingfei's wing with a bowl of nourishing soup.

In the side room, the maid and the drug boy were taking good care of Wan Mingfei. When they saw Wan Baoshan, they quickly saluted and greeted him. After Wan Baoshan asked a few words about Wan Mingfei's physical condition, he sent the maid and the drug boy away.

Wan Baoshan sat on the edge of the bed, and then looked at the sleeping Wan Mingfei lovingly, without blinking his eyes, as if he was looking at some treasure.

In fact, it was not easy for Wan Baoshan. Due to his own health, he was already very old and did not have a son or a daughter. It can be said that Wan Baoshan had never tasted what it was like to be a father.

Although Wan Mingfei's son is crippled and crippled now, no matter how crippled or crippled he is, he is Wan Baoshan's biological son, and his blood is thicker than water. Wan Baoshan's love for Wan Mingfei is absolutely impossible. Fake.

At this time, Wan Baoshan was already thinking secretly, should he immediately eliminate Wan Shuan, an unstable factor that might block his son's path?
After having Wan Mingfei as his own son, it is naturally impossible for Wan Baoshan to hand over the foundation he created so hard to Wan Shuan, an outsider. No matter how trashy his son is, he is his own after all. Things will naturally be left to his own son.

Just as Wan Baoshan was pondering this in his mind, Wan Mingfei, who had been drowsy, suddenly opened his eyes.

After Wan Baoshan saw this, he smiled gently, picked up the soup and wanted to ask Wan Mingfei if he was hungry.

But before Wan Baoshan could speak, Wan Mingfei, who had come to his senses, suddenly trembled violently. His eyes widened, he kept spitting out white foam, and even made a weird 'creaking' sound.

This scene frightened Wan Baoshan, he threw away the soup in his hand, then hugged Wan Mingfei in his arms, and said anxiously: "Ming Fei, my son, what's wrong with you, don't worry!" Be scared as a father."

But the one who answered Wanbaoshan was Wan Mingfei spitting out a mouthful of blood, and immediately Wanbaoshan was covered in blood, and then Wan Mingfei's body froze suddenly, then his legs stretched out, and finally he lost his breath.

"No! No!"

Seeing this situation, Wan Baoshan immediately let out a cry of grief, and then he couldn't bear the blow, and he fainted immediately under the panic attack.

(End of this chapter)

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