He is no longer the kitten who lost his parents and was helpless when he was a child and snuggled in the arms of his master.

Zhou Yuping is always a little mysterious and seems to be hiding something.
Lin Liefeng listened to her daughter’s greetings and stretched out his hand to cut a wisp of hair on Lin Chengxue’s forehead.
Said: "hmm! When my daughter grew up, she knew she was worried when she couldn’t see her father for a while. "Then she looked at Zhou Yuping and added," Cher is getting more and more beautiful, more like your dead mother … It’s a pity … "Before the words were finished, Lin Liefeng sighed deeply and looked west.
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Chapter one hundred and forty-nine Bitter years of conspiracy into
Suffer years of conspiracy
As the sun sets, a purple sunset is like a silk curtain covering the sunset that is about to set. The purple afterglow is mapped on the three people, drawing three shadows that are tens of feet long and falling on the edge of the stream of death. A breeze blows, bringing a little coolness. The depths of the bamboo forest gradually darken, and the sound of "rushing" bamboo leaves is more like a closing song that is about to end, accompanied by a curtain.
Zhou Yuping watched the master’s sorry expression and quickly comforted him, "Master, it’s important for you to take care of yourself!"
Lin Shengxue also echoed: "Yes, Dad! Now that you have retired, you should spend your old age in peace, and don’t recall those past events. "
Lin Liefeng stroked his beloved daughter and said, "Yes, dad is old and should spend his old age peacefully …"
Lin Shengxue seemed to feel that what he said just now was a little inappropriate. He was about to say something. Zhou Yuping looked at Lin Shengxue gently and interjected: "My younger sister has said something. How can you say that you can spend your old age safely?" Lin Chengxue nodding.
Lin Liefeng sighed and said, "Pinger, Cher is right. Now the master is an ancient man, and the future Wudemen still needs you descendants. It is true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves before …"
Lin Liefeng looked at his beloved daughter happily and said, "Cher, I think you and your brother Pinger were childhood friends, and you are perfect in appearance. Choose an auspicious day for your father, so you can get married, and forget it. It’s a wish for your father and your dead mother."
Lin Shengxue blushed when he heard this, and shyly grabbed Lin Liefeng’s arm and said, "Dad …"
Lin Liefeng laughed: "Look, look at my lovely daughter knowing that she is shy … hahaha."
Yu Zhou flat heart suddenly burst of ecstasy, although trying to hide, but the inner impulse is obvious.
After years of planning, Zhou Yuping finally completed the first plan for many years. Although it came suddenly, everything was under Zhou Yuping’s control. As long as he married Lin Liefeng’s daughter, it was too late to be the head of Wudemen.
Zhou Yuping hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "Master, Pinger’s qualification is mediocre among all the other disciples. I have never had such extravagant hopes, and I ask you to take back your life."
Say that finish glanced at Lin Chengxue quickly kowtow, vaguely aware of Yu-ping zhou is in insight into the Lin Lie wind.
Lin Shengxue held Lin Liefeng’s arm and glanced at Zhou Yuping. She hid her feet angrily and said, "Dad …"
Lin Liefeng helped Zhou Yuping up. After some concessions, Zhou Yuping finally agreed to the marriage.
On the surface, Zhou Yuping pretends to be evasive, but his heart is another kind of idea. This shows that this person is very shrewd, and no matter how turbulent his heart is, he is still as calm as water and will not show it.
A few days later, Dongfang Shu, the chief manager of Wudemen, came to the hall beaming with a bamboo slip letter. Lin Liefeng, the owner of the hall, was drinking tea alone. Seeing that the housekeeper, who has always been serious, threw away his old style today, came towards him beaming, put down his teacup and got up to meet him.
"What’s the happy occasion today, old housekeeper?" he asked. It makes our first manager of Wudemen so happy? "
The head manager of Wudemen, the Oriental Book, has been a servant with Dongfang, the founder of Wudemen since childhood. He is also loyal to the East and treats Wudemen with all his heart as if he were at home.
Wudemen is well-known in the Jianghu, and it is undeniable that Dongfang Shu has contributed half of it. Over the years, Dongfang Shu has made great efforts to manage Wudemen, which made Lin Liefeng concentrate on studying the iron prison swordsmanship and meeting the challenges of all walks of life.
However, it is a pity that Dongfang Shu is old but never married, which makes Lin Liefeng feel deeply ashamed of Dongfang Shu.
Dongfang Shu came to Lin Liefeng with bamboo slips and respectfully said, "Young Master". Although Lin Liefeng has arrived in seventy years of age, he is still a junior compared with Dongfang Shu. Since Dongfang also visited Lijiang Lake, he entrusted Lin Liefeng, the head of Wudemen, to Dongfang Shu reliably. From that day on, Dongfang Shu called Lin Liefeng a young master.
"Little Lord, I have already calculated the things you entrusted to me by the psychic in the east of the city. After Yuping and Chengxue’s horoscope calculation, the full moon of August 15th next year will be their auspicious day. If you miss it, I’m afraid you will have to wait for another three years." Oriental Book said respectfully.
Lin Liefeng nodded and said, "The manager has worked hard. I think it’s settled. Next year, on the full moon of August 15th, Cher will be married … Now that my daughter has grown up, everything is obedient to God’s will."
Dongfang Shu seemed to think of something. He looked at the door of the hall and came near Lin Liefeng. He said, "Young Master, I have been following the young master since the old master left, and I have survived the ups and downs of Wudemen in this way. Now I don’t know what to say."
Lin Liefeng took a gentle look at the Oriental Book and said politely, "Manager, you and I have been getting along like an uncle for many years, so don’t hesitate to tell me what the manager has to say."
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Chapter one hundred and fifty Bitter years of conspiracy into (02)
Plot through years (02)
Dongfang Shu whispered, "Young Master, the psychic in the east of the city gave me a word when he left. He said," I think your future son-in-law’s character is the fate of the owner, but it’s a pity that he will become famous and his bones will wither … "After that, Dongfang Shu looked at Lin Liefeng doubtfully.
Lin Liefeng’s heart trembled, and he thought for a moment and said, "Does Pinger have the heart to seize power? But don’t believe all the fortune-tellers. Then again, now that I’m old, I’ll leave this martial arts gate to their young people sooner or later, won’t I? Don’t worry about the old housekeeper. "
Dongfang Shu respectfully said, "Yes! Yes! Pinger is naturally intelligent. With him in my Wudemen, I finally have a successor. I’m going to write a book and send someone to present Miss’s marriage to six schools, three mountain villas and famous Jianghu houses. Then I will make Miss’s marriage the most lively wedding banquet in Wulin. "Then I want to leave.
Lin Liefeng said, "The housekeeper has worked hard for you. Alas, thanks to the dedication of the housekeeper over the years, I have become a martial arts man today."
The old housekeeper heard the owner’s evaluation of herself and felt a pang of sadness. She glanced at Lin Liefeng slightly, and her eyes were moved. The old housekeeper slowly withdrew from the hall without words.
Lin Liefeng looked at the back of the powerful Oriental book with a slight hunchback and still full of energy, and his heart crossed a trace of guilt.
After Dongfang Shu left, Lin Liefeng’s mind reappeared the figure of Zeng Zhene and the child who escaped from escaping, and he could not help but think of the figure of his beloved wife Dongfang Zhu.
Lin Liefeng said to himself, "Seven-Star Gate Zhao Sotu …"
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In the hall of Qixingmen, Hebei Province, Zhao Sotu held a piece of silk cloth with a secret letter in his hands, and his eyes showed a sinister smile.
In the middle of the hall, a emissary respectfully knelt there waiting for Zhao Sotu’s order.
Zhao Suotu was overjoyed. "Haha, Zhou Lishui really fell into Li’s hands, and he also killed Li’s concubines. Well, I don’t think it’s worrying about how the old fox ended up, so it’s hard to get back to Zhou Lishui without worrying about it. Haha, Zhou Lishui, I have to force you to tell me the whereabouts of Hu Xiaojian."
Zhao Suotu suddenly said seriously, "Go back and report to Zhao Suoli and escort Zhou Lishui to Qixingmen Gate in Hebei Province quickly, so as to avoid complications. In a few days, my magical power will be practiced soon. Then I think it’s me and you who are not worried." By the way, tell him that Liu Xuanyu also closely monitors me and reports to me at any time … Ha ha ha ha ha … "There is a chilling smirk in the distance.
The secret made the angel jump up and disappear in the courtyard of Qixingmen in an instant …
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