man in apricot forest

When Ji Yu woke up, she found a letter on the table, which was left by Mei Shuao.

Mei Shuao hurried back to Meizhuang last night, he had a premonition that the woman must be related to Yan Yigu.

In the letter, Ji Yu was asked to wait for him in Wuzhen for a few more days, and he would return immediately after he settled the matter.

He also explained some trivial things. After reading the letter, Ji Yu folded the letter paper and put it in the accompanying luggage. He also found a pen and ink, and wrote a letter and pressed it under the teacup.

It basically means that he is going to get some things from the small courtyard where he lived before, and he will come back in three days, if Mei Shuao comes back early and can't see anyone, don't panic.

After Ji Yu paid the rent, he told Xiaoer not to enter his house when he was out, and then he carried his luggage and walked out of Wuzhen.

But here, it was already the second night when Mei Shuao hurried back to Meizhuang.

Mei Tian put on her coat and got up in the middle of the night.

"The boy shouldn't be bothering Daddy so late."

"You woke up your mother, so you know you're bothering me?" Mei Tian was of course happy to see her son, "Why are you so anxious to find me?"

Mei Shuao handed a cup of tea to Mei Tian before saying: "Do you remember Li Yun'er?"

"How do you..."

Mei Shuao hurriedly said: "Boy, I met Uncle Wu a few days ago."

Mei Tian shunned his beard, "Alas... this matter is my father's confusion, so don't mention it again, even though it's been several years, your mother might get angry again."

Mei Shuao saw Mei Tian's calm and calm look, and asked slowly: "Father, do you know... who is the child in the womb?"

"The bastard asked why. It's dad's dad who already recognized it." Mei Tian couldn't keep up with the face, and the concubine she was going to marry was pregnant with someone else's child.

"Did Dad know Yan Yigu at that time?"

"No." Mei Tian thought for a while, "I should have met at the martial arts tournament that year."

Mei Shuao recounted to Mei Tian all the things he found out in the past few days.

Mei Tian was silent for a long time after listening, and then said: "Could it be that the fetus in Li Yun'er's womb belongs to Yan Yigu?"

"I think so too." Mei Shuao frowned, "But why did Yan Yigu seek revenge on me?"

Mei Tian couldn't tell why, so he let Mei Shuao go to rest first, and then he went to find someone to check.

But in the early morning of the second day, the disciples sent by Mei Tian were blocked back just as they were about to leave Meizhuang.

Holding a sword, Yan Yigu smiled darkly: "Go and call out your Master Mei Zhuang, and tell him that I, Yan Yigu, have something important to discuss with him."

Although the little disciple held the sword in a resisting posture, his hands were still shaking with fright, and he looked at the people beside him, "Big...big brother..."

The slightly older man next to him said to the little disciple, "Go and call Master, I will watch him here."

Yan Yigu shouted to the back of Yuan Qu: "Hurry up, or your senior brother will die."

The little disciple used lightness kung fu and rushed into Mei Zhuang quickly.

Yan Yigu looked at the man holding the sword and sneered.

Although the senior brother Feng Hao was also afraid of the ghost face, he still pretended to be calm and said: "This is in front of Meizhuang gate, don't act wild."

"Heh, if I'm not tired from the journey and want Master Mei to invite me into the manor, can you still stand here and talk to me proudly?"

Yan Yigu raised his hand, and a gust of air rushed straight at Feng Hao, shaking the sword in his hand off.Then he said word by word: "Don't point your sword at me."

Feng Hao touched the tiger's mouth of his right hand that was about to shatter, and stood aside silently.

Without waiting for a stick of incense, Mei Tian and Mei Shuao rushed to Yan Yigu with a few disciples from Meizhuang.

"Brother Yan, I haven't seen you in a few years, and you're fine."

Mei Tian still showed the demeanor of the lord of a village.

Yan Yigu had a strange expression, "Master Ling is here today, so I won't talk nonsense, I will take him away, and Meizhuang will be safe and sound."

Mei Tian chuckled and said, "Where do you put me, the father, the landlord?"

"Just because you are his father." Yan Yigu shook his finger, pointing at Mei Shuao, "Master Mei is the only son, right? The pain of losing a son, tsk tsk."

Mei Tian took a step forward and protected Mei Shuao, "Yan Yigu, don't push yourself too hard, how did I, Mei Tian, ​​offend you?"

"Think about it, the woman you kidnapped six years ago."

Mei Tian's face was gloomy, and she gritted her teeth and said: "Obviously that woman said that her parents were killed and she was helpless, and asked me to take her in."

Yan Yigu took off the scabbard, and stroked the sharp sword with cold light back and forth with his fingers, as if he didn't listen to Mei Tian's words.

"Really, if you didn't run away with that bitch, my son would be six years old."

Yan Yigu sighed again and said: "It's just that the good leader Lingjing is always pestering me. If it wasn't for the martial arts tournament, I wouldn't know Mr. Mei is still alive. I wanted to let Mr. Mei go. It's a pity. ..."

Mei Shuao felt a chill behind her when she heard the pity-filled voice.But he guessed right, Yan Yigu really came to Meizhuang.

"Come here quickly, Mr. Mei."

Mei Shuao squeezed the sword in his hand, tentatively said: "Your son died in your hands, so we have nothing to do with our Mei family."

Yan Yigu laughed wildly suddenly, his eyes swept across the crowd fiercely, if it wasn't for Mei Tian, ​​he would be accompanied by his wife and children now, Mei Tian took Li Yuner away, making him think that Li Yuner committed suicide by throwing himself into the river, if it wasn't for him accidentally meeting again When it came to Li Yuner's family, he was still kept in the dark.

With a little torture, that bitch told him everything, and shamelessly begged him to let their child go, Yan Yigu sneered, took someone else's surname, took care of other people's father one by one, how could she be worthy of being his Yan Yigu's son.

But Mei Tian, ​​the chief culprit, has lived peacefully for six years. Why?

"Number three, take the initiative to come out." Yan Yigu raised the corners of his mouth, his ugly face became even more ferocious.

"In front of you, I will let you watch how your only son was cut to pieces step by step."

"Xiaoao!"

Mei Tian wanted to stop him but didn't, Mei Shuao didn't wait for Yan Yigu to speak, and walked forward with his sword.

"Haha, you're still a good boy." Yan Yigu approached Mei Shuao step by step.

Mei Shuao's forehead was sweating a little, but he didn't flinch, saying: "You killed your wife and children yourself, but you deceived yourself and blamed others on others."

Yan Yigu stopped and sneered, "The investigation is quite comprehensive, but they deserve what they deserve."

"Even the woman you love and your own son can do it. You are not afraid of not being able to sleep at night."

Mei Shuao intentionally delayed the time, hoping that Mei Shuli would arrive in time.

"Yeah, I can't fall asleep when I think about you not dead these days."

Yan Yigu drew a circle in front of Mei Shuao's face with the tip of his sword, and glanced at Mei Tian, ​​"Do you want to go up? Let's go together."

Mei Shuao raised his sword and pushed away Yan Yigu's sword, and Mei Tian and several senior disciples rushed up with weapons.

After all, one enemy outnumbered, after more than a dozen rounds, Yan Yigu's cheek was cut open.

But on the other hand, the casualties on the Zhimei family's side were very heavy.

Yan Yigu wiped the blood on his face with his hand, and licked it on the tip of his tongue, "I really shouldn't waste time with you."

Only Mei Tian, ​​Mei Shuao, and a disciple of Meizhuang were the only ones who could pick up weapons to resist.

And Mei Shuao's left arm was injured by Yan Yigu's sword, and he was completely useless.

The three surrounded Yan Yigu in the middle, keeping an eye on all directions, not daring to relax at all.

At this time, Yan Yigu abandoned the sword and used his palm, and moved extremely quickly, and slapped Mei Tian with his palm, "You should die first!"

Mei Shuao's reaction was faster, but the power of the palm was there, he was powerless, so he had to use his body to block the palm for Mei Tian.

"Xiaoao!"

Mei Tian and Mei Shuao were sent flying a few feet away by this palm, Mei Tian looked at Mei Shuao who was paralyzed on him, and shouted in pain.

At the same time, the disciple who raised his sword at the side had already been dealt with by Yan Yigu.

Yan Yigu walked up to the two of them, kicked Mei Shuao away, and leaned over to look at Mei Tian.

Mei Tian spat out a mouthful of blood, not sure if it was because of the slap just now, or because of the rush.

"Master Mei Zhuang, is this distressing?"

Yan Yigu kicked Mei Shuao who was lying motionless on the ground.

"You bastard!" Mei Tian spat out a mouthful of blood, picked up the sword that fell aside, stood up and fought Yan Yigu again.

Just when Mei Tian felt that his death was approaching, Yan Yigu's sword was thrown away.

"Lingjing, it's you again." Yan Yigu gritted his teeth.

Mei Shuli also rushed over to support Mei Tian.

"Uncle, where's Xiao Ao?"

Mei Tian's legs softened, he supported himself with his sword, half knelt on the ground, pointed to Mei Shuao who was beside him and said: "Leave me alone, go and see him."

Mei Shuli hugged Mei Shuao who was limp on the ground, and moved him aside.

Then he helped Mei Tian to sit beside Mei Shuao, "Uncle, take care of Xiao Ao, I'll help Lingjing."

Yan Yigu has been entangled by Mei Shuao and the others for a long time, and he knows that he is no match for Ling Jing and Mei Shuli now.

"Yan Yigu, you have done a lot of evil, today I will act for the heavens."

Ling Jing's clothes fluttered in the wind, and when he saw Yan Yigu wanted to run away again, he took out the whip around his waist and tied Yan Yigu's sword.

Yan Yigu threw away the sword resolutely, and while Ling Jing had no time to swing the whip, he slashed at Ling Jing with his palm.

The distance was too close, Ling Jing also threw away the soft whip, and fought with Yan Yigu with bare hands.

The moment Lingjing restrained Yan Yigu, Mei Shuli slashed at Yan Yigu's leg with his sword.

Yan Yigu let out a scream, and with all his strength, both Ling Jing and Mei Shuli were shocked back many steps.

Yan Yigu conjured a small iron ball from his sleeve again, and threw it in the direction of the two, a puff of white smoke filled the air.

When the smoke cleared, Yan Yigu was gone, but the intermittent bloodstains revealed his whereabouts.

Ling Jing picked up the soft whip on the ground, and said to Mei Shuli, "I'll go after him, and you take care of Master Mei."

Only now did Mei Shuli have time to carefully examine Mei Shuao's injuries.

Mei Shuli injected the true energy into Mei Shuao's body, but Mei Shuao vomited blood again and again, so frightened that he stopped immediately.

"Xiao Ao! Xiao Ao!"

Mei Shuli patted Mei Shuao's cheek lightly.

Mei Shuao became somewhat conscious, but her eyes did not open.

"Xiao Ao, what did you say?" Seeing Mei Shu Ao's mouth opening and closing, Mei Shu Li leaned over and put his ear to Mei Shu Ao's mouth.

"Junqin...Junqin..."

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