The pillars support the entire house with their own strength.

The pillar of a family is the backbone of this family. As long as he still stands, the family will never fall!

Just like Han Lang's father, Han Chengze, just like Zhou Muyun's grandfather, Mr. Zhou...

In every family, there will be a person who supports the sky for all tribe members, allowing their relatives who are connected to each other to fly freely under this sky and straighten their backs!

Ten years ago, Han Lang never thought that he would become such a person one day. But now, he not only easily supports a family, but also supports the territory of thousands of miles south of the world, allowing everyone in the entire Great Yan Empire to straighten his back with his protection!

It was late at night and on the empty terrace, Han Lang looked up at the night sky and gently curled his lips.

Zhou Muyun stood quietly in the distance and did not come over to disturb Han Lang.

She just stared at the back that was as straight and majestic as a mountain under the vast starry sky, with light shining like a galaxy in her eyes.

That was her Zhou Muyun's man. He didn't need to do anything. Just standing there was enough to support a magnificent starry sky. She just had to snuggle in his arms, surrounded by the galaxy, and was dazzling.

A meteor crossed the sky and tugged Zhou Muyun's heartstrings. Han Lang had turned his head, his eyes shining like stars, and were filled with infinite tenderness.

"Isn't sleeping yet?" Han Lang smiled.

Zhou Muyun leaned his head gently against Han Lang's chest, closed his eyes, and chuckled: "Actually, I have never woken up... With you by my side, I seem to have always lived in a dream, the most beautiful dream."

"Then you will never wake up, I promise." Han Lang hugged his wife and looked at the endless void.

Zhou Muyun stopped talking, and a crystal meteor fell from the corner of his eyes, wrapping up endless happiness and tenderness.

"You have just returned home and there are so many things that bother you. It's because I'm not doing well enough." After a long time, Zhou Muyun sighed softly.

Han Lang curled the corners of his mouth and gently stroked his wife's back: "Apart from you, the rest of the matter is all trivial."

...

At the same time, the capital.

In a villa with gorgeous decorations and a strong sense of tyranny, the melodious sound of the guqin suddenly sounded!

This is Zhang Baicheng's residence in the capital, the new chairman of the Great Yan Empire Dongchen Company!

After hearing the sound of the piano, Zhang Baicheng, who had just fallen asleep, suddenly sat up from the bed, cursed and put on his nightgown, opened the door and roared, "I'm so tired of living, right? On the evening, who is playing the piano in my villa? Looking for death!"

While speaking, Zhang Baicheng also turned around and took out a pistol from under the pillow, and walked to the living room downstairs with murderous aura!

The sound of the guqin also alarmed the bodyguards in the villa. Five or six agile bodyguards all held guns and rushed into the living room in an instant!

Bang!

The lights were on, and the sound of the piano continued.

At the same time, everyone also saw the old man who was hanging his eyes and playing the piano, wearing a long robe, white hair and cold face.

The old man seemed to have not noticed the murderous bodyguards around him. His ten fingers plucked the strings of the piano, and the sound of the piano was crisp and melodious, like a pearl falling from a jade plate, or like a tinging spring water.

"Damn it! Old man, who are you? Stop fucking it!" A bodyguard raised his pistol viciously and directly pressed it on the old man's head!

But even so, the old man was still in the ancient well, and even the sound of the piano was not messed up at all.

Seeing this, the bodyguard looked even more ferocious and said sternly: "Old guy! I told you not to play anymore! Do you think I dare not kill you? Do you know where this is? An old guy like you pretends to be a ghost is even worse than an ant!"

Hearing this, the corner of the old man's mouth seemed to be slightly raised upwards, and while his fingers plucked the strings, he suddenly waved upwards like lightning!

Bang!

The sound of the piano has not stopped, but the gunshot suddenly sounded!

Even the bodyguard did not expect that the old man who entered the villa to play the piano late at night actually pulled the trigger of the pistol for him!

But the next moment!

This bodyguard was stunned!

His muzzle was clearly pressed against the old man's head, but the bullet hit the sofa beside the old man! And the old man didn't even get burned half of his hair!

You know, there is almost no distance between the muzzle and the old man's head!

In other words, either the old man flashed the bullet at an extremely fast speed at the moment the bullet was fired! Or, the old man was an illusory... ghost!

Thinking of this, the bodyguard's scalp was so scared that it was about to explode. The pistol in his hand couldn't stop trembling, and even the courage to fire a second shot no longer existed!

At this moment, a sound of applause suddenly sounded on the stairs!

Zhang Baicheng, wearing a nightgown, clapped his hands and walked down the stairs with a smile, saying, "Mr. Guiqin! You are finally here!"

As he said that, Zhang Baicheng glanced at the bodyguards around him and said sternly: "What the hell are you doing?! Why don't you get out of here? Do you know who this is? Have you heard of it?"

Tianjin... Qin family!

Zhang Baicheng was originally a member of the Zhang family, a wealthy family in Tianjin. How could these bodyguards who have followed him for more than ten years not know the name of the Qin family in Tianjin? That is the top three powerful family among the top ten martial arts families in the world! There are many masters!

After hearing the four words "Mr. Guiqin", the bodyguards' hearts were so scared that they were about to stop!

Could it be that this old man who played the piano is the Qin family, Mr. Guiqin, Qin Gui?!

At this time, the sound of the guqin suddenly changed and became louder.

As the strings moved, an invisible and silent wave of air suddenly surged out from Qin Gui's fingers and spread out in all directions!

Plop! Plop! Plop!…

After being swept by the air waves, the six bodyguards in the living room suddenly trembled like electric shock. Then they fell to the ground. When they looked again, they all stopped breathing and turned into cold corpses!

Seeing this, Zhang Baicheng's expression changed slightly and said in a trembling voice: "Ghost, Mr. Guiqin, you..."

A pair of dry palms pressed the strings, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

It was not until then that Qin Gui slowly opened his eyes and smiled slightly: "I have traveled all over the world for decades. Those who dare to be disrespectful to me will die, without exception."

Hearing this sentence, cold sweat broke out on Zhang Baicheng's forehead and subconsciously touched the pistol inserted in his back. Fortunately, he suddenly thought of the identity of the piano player when he went downstairs, otherwise he might have been dead at this moment!

Although the Zhang family and the Qin family are both wealthy families in Tianjin, the Qin family is a martial arts family, and this Qin ghost is even more an ancestor-level figure among the Qin family! If you kill him, the Qin ghost can be completely scruples!

Qin Gui glanced at Zhang Baicheng with a blood-deep face and said, "The reason why I promised you to come forward is not because of your money and status, but because I have to find out something clearly! Similarly, the re-cultivation of the Heavenly List of the Shenzhou Martial Arts is about to be re-educated. If I want to improve my ranking in the Heavenly List again, I will naturally have to win again! Do you know what to do when you go to Bincheng this time?"
Chapter completed!