In the dead of night, there is a moon-shaped villa of Lu Family, a deep study room, and a light like a bean.

Lu Fengshou sat on a futon, holding a string of beads in his hand, and chanting Buddhist scriptures unhurriedly, earnestly and piously.

Uncle Mi, who opened the door and hurriedly walked in, was holding a small black wooden tray with a bowl of sugar water on it, which was warm, rich and sweet.

Uncle Mi glanced at Lu Fengshou who was reciting the scriptures, then put the small tray on the desk and waited quietly without making any movement.

It took almost half an hour before Lu Fengshou closed the scripture in his mouth, stopped turning the Buddhist beads in his hand, and then got up and cleaned his hands.

After washing his hands, Lu Fengshou slowly walked to the tall chair, sat down on it, and asked Uncle Mi: "Has the defense been re-adjusted?"

"adjusted."

Uncle Mi respectfully said: "All the defenses of the entire house have been changed according to Ye Tianlong's meaning."

"The three lines of defense were spread a certain distance, the water channel was blocked and two booby mines were arranged, and the tower on the opposite side of the temple also arranged for the brothers to go up."

"I have to say that with this change, the whole house is much more stable. I have let people practice several attacks, but no gaps have been found."

Uncle Mi expressed confidence: "It can be said that unless the Black Mountain Eagle opens the way with cannons and tanks, five or six hundred people will not be able to break our house."

"Very well, the family is stable, and I have a better heart, so it seems that Ye Tianlong does have real materials."

Lu Fengshou took a sip of the sugar water, "By the way, Ye Tianlong stayed in the villa, or just wandered around?"

"They didn't hang out in the manor. After eating, he has been staying at the Samsung Villa with his staff until now."

Uncle Mi added: "Except for adjusting the monitoring and firepower of the Samsung Villa, they have never stepped out of the door."

"I hope my vision won't go wrong, otherwise it will lead the wolf into the room."

Lu Fengshou sighed: "I also hope that Ye Tianlong and the others can protect Yumi. Now in the troubled autumn, the Lu family is in danger of extinction at any time."

"It doesn't matter if I die, but Yumi can't have an accident, or I'll be sorry to her mother."

He turned around: "By the way, have you found the details of Ye Tianlong?"

Uncle Mi hurriedly took over the topic respectfully: "I asked for a relationship and spent a lot of money."

"There is such a similar Ye Tianlong, with seven or eight points similar in appearance, and the red shorts and dress are also consistent."

Uncle Mi's eyes were tangled: "But the time is too short to be able to completely confirm that I am the person. The final confirmation will not be available until tomorrow."

Lu Fengshou drank a sip of syrup, red bean syrup, which was very sweet and refreshing. His spirit had improved a lot, so he casually said:

"Tell me, who did you inquire about Ye Tianlong?"

Lu Fengshou gently blew the red bean syrup again: "Don't worry about making a mistake, it's just a reference between you and me."

Uncle Mi nodded and said: "He is the king of soldiers in Africa, Europe, and the Middle East. He is not one of the most expensive soldiers in the world."

Lu Fengshou looked surprised: "The name is so powerful? No wonder you can easily kill the gunmen and squeeze the bullet to scare away the tip of the black knife."

Uncle Mi opened the chatterbox: "He has performed thirty five S-level missions, killed 28 presidents, and 16 local heroes."

"The Sun God, Yin Ba Zi, Jacks, Wolverine, Qi Ba, Death, Dragon Snake Yin..."

Uncle Mi looked excited and gave information on the information: "These 8th rank and above masters are all dead in his hands."

Lu Fengshou raised his head, with a touch of surprise: "So powerful? Ye Tianlong killed all these famous figures?"

He had seen Ye Tianlong's domineering, but he did not expect that Ye Tianlong was so powerful that he would kill so many great masters.

But after reviewing the information again, Lu Fengshou quickly caught a glimpse:

"No, the sun **** died 18 years ago. How old was Ye Tianlong at that time, how did he kill the sun god?"

"Yinbazi was a self-sealing strength ten years ago, and he walked into the black and white mausoleum and guarded the mausoleum for life, making the Indian king the most shining pearl of Hengguo."

"And, is the **** of death dead? Why didn't you hear Dongyang's announcement?"

He recalled carefully what he knew: "Dragon and Snake Yin... A week ago, his 60th birthday, thousands of people worshipped, and he was on TV."

Uncle Mi whispered: "Maybe they died early, but it was inconvenient to declare it to disturb people's hearts, so they kept it secret or found someone to replace it."

Lu Fengshou did not agree, but waved his hand again: "Continue with the rest of the news."

"Ye Tianlong is still the descendant of the corpse chasing in Xiangxi."

Uncle Mi nodded and continued the topic: "There are a lot of energy that ordinary people can't imagine, and I see many things that normal people can't see."

"In the recent battle in the Great Mountain of One Hundred Thousand Years, Ye Tianlong tried to fight against the zombie mother-in-law's vulture, and then rode the vulture on the familiar road into the depths of the mountain."

"With a mahogany sword, he singled out the zombie's three thousand dead men, and finally came to a life and death battle with the zombie in Wangu Mountain."

"It is rumored that the world was discolored by that battle. First, Ye Tianlong's peach-wood sword stabbed the zombie woman, and then the zombie woman beat Feiye Tianlong with a stick."

"Finally, Ye Tianlong found the last page of the secret book from the broken ancestral peach wood sword, and he instantly trained into the Eighteen Swords."

"Sword and sword killed her, eighteen into one, and finally stabbed the zombie mother and returned."

Uncle Mi said with great excitement, and wanted to continue, but he saw Lu Fengshou's eyes staring at him, and he was busy with his emotions.

"Brother Feng, this is not my exaggeration, these are indeed data showing that there is no moisture."

He believed it very much: "In our opinion, it may be ridiculous, but maybe it is true. After all, the world is mysterious..."

"What we can't explain or believe doesn't mean it doesn't exist and is unrealistic."

Uncle Mi whispered: "Master, if our Ye Tianlong is the Ye Tianlong in the data, then we will be saved this time."

"We simply promised him 100 million or 200 million, and let him kill the Black Mountain Eagle with the corpse-removing sword method."

Lu Fengshou originally wanted to discuss with Uncle Mi about his views on Ye Tianlong. Seeing this, he made it clear that nothing was useful.

He slowly drank the sugar water in a bowl, and when Uncle Mi calmed down a bit, he said: "By the way, have you sent out my twelve invitations?"

Uncle Mi exhaled a long breath and stepped forward and replied: "Don't worry, Brother Feng, I have already sent it out, and I will confirm with one another."

"Tomorrow's afternoon tea party, they will all attend, I will be at the most expensive'Wan Garden' club."

He also added: "Mr. Wang also promised to go over. I tried Wang Shao's matter, but he never mentioned it. I will explain it later."

Hearing that Uncle Mi had made arrangements, Lu Fengshou's old face was softer: "Very good."

"These are the people I have the best relationship and trust. Whether the Lu family can survive this hurdle depends on whether they help."

He expressed a touch of emotion: "The friendship for decades is worth five hundred million."