The deepest affection in Gu Long's world

Chapter 177 Afei's Little Classroom

Li Xunhuan unleashed his terrifying sword aura on everyone, but it never affected his elder brother.

Therefore, Long Xiaoyun, who had been prepared for this, began to probe step by step.

"Brother, can't you see they're just joking with you? Come on, let's have a drink to warm up in the cold."

He walked over laughing and put his arm around Li Xunhuan's shoulder.

Li Xunhuan's expression changed drastically at that moment, and he exclaimed, "Brother, you—"

He tried to push Long Xiaoyun away, but it was too late!

Just then, with a whoosh, Tian Qi pulled his hand out from behind his back, and a three-foot-two-inch-long golden silk rattan stick struck Li Xunhuan's leg like a venomous snake!
Li Xunhuan's lightness skill was unparalleled, and he also had the Little Li Flying Dagger that terrified all who saw it. However, his body had already been embraced by Long Xiaoyun's enthusiastic arms, so how could he throw the flying dagger, let alone take a step!

But with a snap, his legs were in so much pain that he knelt down, and Gongsun Moyun struck him with lightning speed, hitting seven major acupoints.

Seeing this opportunity, Yi Ku placed his hand on Li Xunhuan's back, and the cold palm force exploded from Li Xunhuan's body, causing his body to tremble and a mouthful of blood to gush out!

As the final move in this subtle combo, Zhao Zhengyi launched a flying kick, sending Li Xunhuan tumbling several meters away.

"See? Even someone as strong as Li Xunhuan can be so easily subdued."

While watching Lao Li get beaten, Fang Yunhua didn't forget to give A Fei, who was standing there dumbfounded, a lesson.

Ah Fei has now truly witnessed the treacherous nature of the martial arts world.

The main problem is that this move is indeed too insidious, especially since he sees that Long Xiaoyun is still putting on a show.

"How could you do this? Release him at once!"

Long Xiaoyun's expression was completely flawless as he roared anxiously and lunged at Li Xunhuan.

This fooled the onlookers with his superb acting skills, who actually believed that he was protecting his good brother in such a situation, truly deserving of the reputation of the righteous and loyal Master Long.

Meanwhile, Ding Baiyun and Sun Xiaohong frequently grimaced in the crowd.

Having grown up in such a family environment, the two women had no shortage of excellent eyesight to discern acting skills. They clearly noticed that after Li Xunhuan was hit by a series of small attacks, the muscles at the corners of Long Xiaoyun's mouth twitched at an inopportune moment.

They were practically bursting out laughing, but their professionalism allowed them to suppress it.

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on Li Xunhuan, who had been knocked down, so no one noticed Long Xiaoyun's small opening.

But Long Xiaoyun was acting as if his mother had died, furiously arguing for his brother.

As the main tank who had drawn the most hatred from Li Xunhuan on the scene, Zhao Zhengyi continued to play the good cop, and even quoted a proverb.

"It's easy to let a tiger go, but hard to catch it; we can't let it go."

Tian Qi quickly replied, "Fourth Master Long, please forgive me!"

Gongsun Moyun blocked Long Xiaoyun's path. Long Xiaoyun threw both punches, but Tian Qi's golden silk rattan stick caught his legs.

With a flick of the soft stick, Long Xiaoyun could no longer stand. Before he could straighten up and regain his balance, Zhao Zhengyi had already pressed an acupoint on his ribs.

Yi Ku didn't make a move; he just stared coldly at the scene with his blue eyes. Although he had a blood feud with Li Xunhuan for killing his son, he seemed to despise Long Xiaoyun for his shamelessness in continuing to act.

Long Xiaoyun was so engrossed in his performance that he fell to his knees, choking back tears as he cried, "Brother Zhao, how could you—how could you do this—"
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Afei's Little Classroom is now online.

"Why is he still acting? Wasn't Li Xunhuan already defeated?"

"He wants both. He wants Li Xunhuan to die completely, but he also needs to maintain his reputation. Don't forget that his past with Li Xunhuan is unverifiable."

Rather than deliberately cultivating an image of selflessness, focusing on loyalty makes it easier to quell rumors in advance.

After all, in the world of gangsters, loyalty is the most important thing.

Just like Tie Chuanjia before him, all he did was uphold the spirit of loyalty.

Moreover, although he appears to be on Li Xunhuan's side, he can also use this identity at any time. For example, just now, if he hadn't been Li Xunhuan's good older brother and hadn't been able to seize the opportunity to step forward and put his arm around him, those four wouldn't have had a chance to take him down directly.

Ah Fei looked like he had just realized something.

"So what did you learn in this lesson?"

"Brotherhood can also become a weapon used by the other party to harm you, so you can't be too superstitious about this relationship."

Fang Yunhua gave the other person an approving look.
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At this moment, Long Xiaoyun was still immersed in acting, seemingly oblivious to the world around him.

Unfortunately, he also had two veteran actors acting alongside him, and all three of them were completely immersed in their roles.

Zhao Zhengyi said with a stern face: "Although we are sworn brothers, the code of the martial world is far more important than brotherly affection. I hope you can understand this principle and not suffer for this scoundrel of the martial world."

"He is definitely not the Plum Blossom Thief, definitely not!" Long Xiaoyun roared at the top of his lungs, veins bulging at the corners of his eyes.

Gongsun Moyun also stepped forward to advise, "Fourth Master, you have a family, a person of status and position. Wouldn't it be too unworthy to be dragged down by such a lecherous man!"

Long Xiaoyun's expression froze. The other party said that Li Xunhuan was a lecher, so his coming to this small building late at night meant that the other party wanted to lewdly... This inexplicable association made him feel as if his head had become much heavier.

I almost couldn't hold back.

But he quickly recovered and continued roaring:

"As long as you release him first, no matter how great his crime is, I, Long Xiaoyun, am willing to take the blame for him!"

"You're willing to take the blame for him? But what about your wife? What about your children? Can you bear to see them dragged down by you? Besides, his target here is your wife!"

"Stop talking!"

Long Xiaoyun suddenly shuddered, as if he had been possessed by Bu Jingyun, who was shouting "Don't come any closer!" His ferocious expression startled Zhao Zhengyi, who was acting opposite him, so much that he almost shrank back.

Everyone present could see that Long Xiaoyun was trembling all over due to the intense pain.

From their perspective, it's truly heartbreaking that his brother is trying to steal his wife, yet Lao Long has to protect him out of loyalty!

This even led Ding Baiyun to make some misjudgments.

After all, she could tell that Long Xiaoyun had been acting before, but now the pain that came from the bottom of his heart was real.

Li Xunhuan, who was a dozen steps away, was already in tears. Although he still had his throwing knife in his hand, he could never throw it again!
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Afei's Little Classroom is back online.

"Does he really believe it?" Afei asked in surprise, pointing at Li Xunhuan, whose tears were streaming down his face.

“Yes.” Fang Yunhua thought for a moment and gave an affirmative answer.

Li Xunhuan probably felt a bit guilty, after all, his feelings for his sister-in-law were not genuine. Now, the people present kept bringing up this matter, which was a series of cuckolding shocks for Long Xiaoyun, and a series of mental tortures for Li Xunhuan.

Especially now, seeing his older brother so desperately trying to take the blame upon himself, he felt even more guilty for always thinking about his sister-in-law.

"What did you learn from this lesson?" "Don't worry about your sister-in-law."

Ah Fei said solemnly, and then nodded seriously to Fang Yunhua, indicating that he would never do such a thing!
Fang Yunhua blinked. What he said made a lot of sense, but a strange feeling welled up inside him.
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At this moment, tears welled up in Long Xiaoyun's eyes, and he said in a trembling voice, "Brother, it's all my fault. I'm so sorry, so very sorry!"

The guy's howling was so loud that even Fang Yunhua, who was quite a distance away, found it a bit too noisy. Yet, the onlookers' gazes toward Long Xiaoyun were filled with deep admiration.

Li Xunhuan was sobbing uncontrollably. Because his acupoints had been sealed, he was still lying on the ground, but he was crying even harder than Long Xiaoyun. His tears and snot were so thick it was almost unbearable to look at.

It's hard to imagine that not long ago, he could intimidate so many heroes with just a throwing knife.

Since the day he returned to Xingyun Manor, he has cried three or four times, not counting the times he cried secretly under the covers at night.

Sure enough, children who cry a lot don't have much luck.

At this moment, Gongsun Moyun and Tian Qi had already taken ropes and tied Li Xunhuan up tightly, and arranged for people to carry him directly to the front hall.

After glancing twice at Long Xiaoyun, who was still kneeling on the ground howling, Yi Ku turned and left.

At this moment, Zhao Zhengyi gave Qin Xiaoyi, who was happily watching the drama unfold, a wink.

Qin Xiaoyi then realized that he still had a role to play.

He then stepped forward and offered words of comfort.

"Fourth brother, don't cry. The people from those two great families will be here soon. If you are truly innocent, then it will be a good opportunity for them to uphold justice."

Injustice? Absolutely not!
Upholding justice? I'll give you a piece of my mind!
Long Xiaoyun paused in his sobbing. He understood Qin Xiaoyi's unspoken meaning, so he secretly gave her a look, while also noticing Ding Baiyun out of the corner of his eye.

He looked at Sun Xiaohong with a hint of surprise, completely unaware of where this little girl had come from.

However, he will soon face a real challenge.

He didn't take those two women seriously.

After Qin Xiaoyi offered a few more words of advice, Long Xiaoyun slowly stood up, muttering to himself.

"That's right. That's right, my brother is definitely innocent."

As he secretly wiped away his tears, his eyes grew increasingly sinister.

The two then left, and the others gradually went to the front hall to join them. In the end, only Ding Baiyun and Sun Xiaohong remained in front of the small building.

After noticing that only the two of them were left, the former quickly ran into the small building. Her eyes immediately spotted a plum blossom-shaped mark left on the table, along with five wine glasses that were lying askew on the table.

"The mark is too conspicuous."

"Oh."

While Ding Baiyun was still engrossed in the detective game, Sun Xiaohong felt a little sleepy. If there wasn't another big show to come, she would definitely go back and catch up on her sleep.

Don't you think something's wrong?

Looking at Sun Xiaohong, who seemed so relaxed, Ding Baiyun couldn't help but ask.

Sun Xiaohong wiped her eyes; the tired puppy didn't want to talk right now.

"That Fourth Master Long, hmph!"

Ding Baiyun seemed to remember something again and started humming and whimpering.

However, upon noticing that Sun Xiaohong did not give him the response he expected, he immediately felt bored and pulled her out of the small building.

After all that commotion late at night, it was almost sunrise.

As Ding Baiyun watched the snowflakes fall from the sky, her eyes were filled with surprise.

"Little Red! Little Red! It's snowing!"

"It's snowing~" Sun Xiaohong rubbed her eyes. She felt that even God couldn't bear to see it, after all, He couldn't fool a fool like that. Look at how Li Xunhuan cried later, he really regarded Long Xiaoyun as a good brother who would share life and death with him.

She suddenly felt that she shouldn't stop Sun Bai from sending it, because only when the first Li Chui was there could the other party truly understand what it means to be disillusioned with one's idol.

Just as Sun Xiaohong was happily conjuring up the image of Sun Baifa's exasperated expression, her gaze was involuntarily drawn to the figure dancing in the falling snow.

It wouldn't be accurate to call it dancing; Ding Baiyun simply took off her white cloak first.

As she twirled joyfully in her elegant long dress, it seemed to create dazzling starlight, with pure white snowflakes dancing alongside her, and the bright smile on her face was even more infectious.

Ding Baiyun is indeed a very beautiful woman.

Sun Xiaohong, who was momentarily lost in thought, couldn't help but offer this comment.

However, after spinning for only two and a half rounds, Ding Baiyun, whose face had been showing an innocent side due to the sudden snowfall, stopped.

She looked up at something.

As the sun rises, it paints the sky a pale gold, and a thin mist veils the roof of a distant, green-tiled building.

As the fine snowflakes fluttered down, each one like shattered jade pierced by the morning light, gently landing on a figure's shoulder.

He stood at the highest point of the roof, his body seemingly coated with a warm golden outline, forming a stark contrast with the cold snow, like a silhouette in a traditional Chinese ink painting.

As Fang Yunhua was about to leave, he noticed the overly focused gaze. He turned to look back, his white robe fluttering in the wind, making his figure appear even taller and more upright. He possessed both the elegance of a scholar and the uninhibited spirit of a wanderer.

When a snowflake landed right between his eyebrows, he didn't brush it away, but let it melt. Tiny drops of water clung to his eyelashes, adding to his hazy, handsome appearance.

Upon noticing the owner of those eyes, he slightly turned his head, and his figure vanished like a wisp of smoke.

Ding Baiyun's pupils dilated slightly in shock, and his lips parted slightly, as if he had been frozen in place.

Snowflakes landed on her hair, but she seemed oblivious to the cold, staring blankly at the disappearing figure in the distance, her heartbeat clearly audible in the silent morning snow.

"What's wrong?" Sun Xiaohong walked to her side.

Only now did Ding Baiyun feel the cold; she shivered, but her heart pounded even harder.

"just."

"What just happened?"

"There was someone on the roof just now."

Sun Xiaohong frowned. She was about to ask a couple more questions when, as she glanced to the side, she noticed a gentle ripple in Ding Baiyun's already exceptionally bright eyes.

(End of this chapter)