My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Yang Feng expressed his thoughts without hesitation.

In fact, this has always been his doubt.

He had come into contact with Sima Shan's black puppet.

It is terrifyingly strong, overwhelmingly strong.

But that's for myself.

But Yang Feng had seen the blue sky both in the Zhuge family and in the inheritance.

Even though it was only an extremely weak trace of consciousness, Yang Feng could still feel that Qingtian's strength was definitely stronger than Sima Shan's.

"It seems that you have thought about this problem."

Youlian saw what he was thinking.

Yang Feng lowered his head and said, "I think it's because Sima Shan used a lot of black puppets. Otherwise, even if he relied on himself, he would definitely not be a match for Senior Qingtian."

"Although the black puppet is strong, it is just a small auxiliary obstacle. It is nothing in front of Qingtian."

Youlian said,

She seemed to be guiding something.

After a brief hesitation, Yang Feng's eyes suddenly showed an incredible light.

"That's what the senior meant!"

Yang Feng thought of something and said blankly, "You mean, besides Sima Shan, there were other people who participated in that battle and killed Senior Qingtian?!"

"You are very smart. It seems that Qingtian chose you for a reason."

"Senior, you..."

"You want to know who put the things in the Murong family's library there, right?"

Youlian asked.

At this moment, Yang Feng suddenly realized.

"I understand. It was placed there by the senior, which means..."

Yang Feng looked at You Lian and asked, "Are you Qing Tian's friend?"

"No, I am just a witness of an era, just like now I may be witnessing a new era."

Youlian shook her head and said, "Qingtian completed his era, but his era was too short. But in my eyes, it was also the most glorious era of ancient warriors before the industrial age."

"I also feel it is a pity that Senior Qingtian died in middle age..."

“So I hope this short era can last longer.”

There was a hint of complexity in Youlian's expression.

She looked at Yang Feng and said, "Although I don't know what the future will be like, at least you have discovered Qingtian's inheritance. I think Qingtian recognizes you. It's a pity that you haven't even achieved one ten-thousandth of Qingtian's."

"I……"

“Whether the era of Qingtian will end or begin anew, perhaps only Guiguzi knows, but I will continue to watch.”

Youlian said, and continued: "Of course, if you still want to ask who killed Sima Shan, I can't answer you."

She knew the inside story, but she would not tell Yang Feng.

Yang Feng's expression was somewhat gloomy, and he said, "When Senior Qingtian passed away, he was only in his forties..."

"What I can tell you is that, except for Sima Shan, everyone else had died on the spot. The only one who survived the battle was Sima Shan, but I think he was unable to fight for a long time afterwards."

Youlian’s words reminded Yang Feng of something.

History books say.

After that battle, Sima Shan never left the Sima family again.

You know, after that should be the period when the Sima family dominated the world.

But they chose to keep a low profile, probably because of Sima Shan's serious injury.

"That's all I can say. You need to make your own judgment on other matters."

Youlian said, "Remember, trust your own judgment, because no one in this world can draw conclusions for you, only you can."

"I understand. Thank you, Senior Youlian."

“It’s time for them to come back.”

Youlian glanced outside and called out, "Come in."

Her voice fell.

Murong Wan and Lin Xue walked in from outside.

"Master, several of the bamboos behind you have died. It seems that there is something wrong with the water quality."

Murong Wan started talking after she entered the room.

Youlian was helpless and said, "The Feng Shui pattern of the back mountain has been destroyed. I didn't come back before, so I didn't pay much attention to it. Besides, I'm going out soon..."

As she spoke, she continued, “How about you, girl, since you have nothing to do anyway, go to the back mountain and help me.”

"Okay, I'll take Yang Feng with me."

"Ah."

Youlian nodded, looked at Lin Xue, and said, "I want to take you away for a while."

"now?"

Lin Xue felt a little caught off guard.

Youlian smiled and said, "I'm just taking you for a test. I'm not taking you to Tianshan right away."

"Okay... okay."

Lin Xue agreed.

She looked at Yang Feng with some reluctance.

"I'll be fine when you come back. How long will you take her out, senior?"

Yang Feng asked.

"I'll be back in a day."

Youlian said, and then said: "As for the future, it may take a few years."

"several years……"

When Lin Xue heard this time, her body actually trembled slightly.

There are not many years in life, especially in such turbulent times.

Youlian walked forward and asked Lin Xue to follow her and walk outside.

Yang Feng watched the man leave, but still followed him to the village entrance reluctantly.

It was not until the two men walked to the entrance of the village and their figures gradually disappeared that he came to his senses.

Murong Wan looked at him from behind, smiled and said, "You're really reluctant to let me go."

"Don't worry, if you leave like this one day, I won't be able to bear to part with you."

Yang Feng spread his hands.

Murong Wan smiled and said, "If there really comes a day like that, maybe you can see it."

"Let's stop talking nonsense and go back to take a look. Didn't your master say that the feng shui of the back mountain has been destroyed?"

Yang Feng took a deep breath and said, "It just so happens that I also want to go and see what the place where your master can live in seclusion is like."

"You're not going home?"

"You mean Xiaoxin? I guess she won't be here until tomorrow."

Yang Feng calculated the time and said, "It's still in time to go back tomorrow. At least we have to wait for Lin Xue to come back."

"you like her?"

"Ah, even if she's just a friend, I'll wait for her to come back. Besides, at this time, love affairs have nothing to do with me. We can talk about it slowly when we have time later."

Yang Feng turned around and walked towards the back mountain.

In fact, this is just as Murong Wan expected.

Yang Feng now seemed to be suddenly resistant to these things.

Murong Wan smiled and followed him.

the other side.

At home in the villa.

In the hall.

A black car had stopped at the door.

Yun Gu brought Xiong Kaixin and arrived here early, quietly.

The house was very lively at this time, especially in the kitchen, where something was going on.

In the backyard, the sound of watering can be heard.

"Father! I'm back!"

Xiong Kaixin's childish voice is cheerful and cute.

This sound instantly attracted everyone at home.