I hang up for retirement in the martial arts world

Chapter 121 Reunion
"Haha, big brother, you guys are back!"

Seeing this, Chen Yi couldn't help but shouted loudly towards a few people in the distance.

A group of people in front heard the sound and raised their eyes to look over.

"It's little brother!" Chen Meng raised his eyes and saw the familiar figure at the door, the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly curved.

"Finally home!" He was in a good mood for a while, and it seemed that even the fatigue caused by driving in the snow for several days had disappeared by three points.

I saw that the young man no longer waited and watched, but hurried forward to greet him.

"Yi has seen my brother!" First put away Meng Lang's color, bowed down respectfully, and made a bow to his brother.

"Meet Mr. Liu!"

"Cousin, loyal old man!"

Immediately, he got up again, and bowed to the other three people one by one.

He recognized these few, and they were not ordinary followers.

The middle-aged man on the left has an ordinary appearance and a solemn expression, with two gun barrels on his back and a stone-blue tight-fitting bunt.

The handsome young man in moon white on the right is 28 years old and is a collateral cousin of Chen Yi, Chen Duanfeng.

I heard that this person's martial arts and intelligence are extraordinary, he stood out from the juniors in the clan five years ago, and has been working by Chen Meng's side.

At Chen Zhenghe's funeral back then, Chen Yi also met him once.

And the one who fell last was an elderly man in his sixties with white beard and hair, named Chen Yingzhong.

He is the only surviving servant of the Ying family in the Chen family. For 50 years, he has served the heads of the Chen family for three generations. He is as loyal as his name suggests.

"Master Yi!"

"Brother Yi, it's been a long time!"

Liu Taihua and Chen Duanfeng returned the gift one after another.

"Second Young Master, it's been a long time!" The old servant Chen Yingzhong looked at the boy in front of him kindly with his hands behind his back.

He watched the other party grow up, and now seeing that the baby in the swaddling baby has now become a handsome young man, he can't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

"That's right, I haven't seen you since they left the house with my elder brother four years ago!" Chen Yi replied with a smile.

Immediately, he felt the rushing true energy in the old man's body from afar, and he was startled, and couldn't help but praise: "Uncle Zhong is still so old and strong!"

"Ha!" Hearing this, the old man couldn't help chuckling.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Chen Meng at the side seemed to be aware of it, and walked around the boy, carefully looking around.

He was also a little surprised. With his own eyesight, he couldn't see the depth of his younger brother for a while.

In the end, he simply grabbed Chen Yi's hand, and only then did he feel the restrained aura in the opponent's body.

"Good! Good! It's quite diligent and never slackens!"

There was a look of satisfaction on his face.

"It's natural!"

This sentence immediately made the young man look proud, he withdrew his hand and patted the Baoteng knife on his waist, and said arrogantly: "Brother, don't try to get any more cheap from me now!"

He still remembers the ugly incident of losing his composure for a while when he was taught by Chen Meng in the martial arts arena in the past.

"Hahaha, you are the best kid! You are the best!" Chen Meng laughed loudly after hearing this.

"My Chen family's vertical and horizontal knife can be regarded as a successor!"

"Okay, okay, don't stand here!"

At this time, the young man thought of the two people in the family, and interrupted him: "Hurry up and go in together, mother and sister-in-law, I'm afraid I can't wait."

"If it's later, I'm ready to go out of the city to find you!"

"Extremely! Extremly! Don't teach your mother to wait for a long time!" Chen Meng straightened his expression and led everyone into the house.

When a few people entered the mansion, the sky was already a little dark, but the main hall was brightly lit, and the lights were lit early.

"My son is back!"

"Master!"

Mother Chen and He Yujue waited inside for a long time, and when they saw someone, they excitedly stepped forward to greet them.

"Mother!" When they met for the first time, Chen Meng immediately knelt down in front of his mother and saluted.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back!" Mother Chen, who had changed into a formal attire, stepped forward to help her eldest son on the ground, crying with joy.

During the Hu people's rebellion, Chen Meng went out with the army. Afterwards, although she wrote back to report that the mansion was safe, but no one was seen, she was still a little uneasy.

"The child is not filial, and the mother is worried!" Chen Meng felt sad when he saw his mother's much older face.

"You!" Mother Chen reached out and caressed her son's face.

Since he entered the hall, her eyes have been focused on him, and she never left for a moment.

He Yujue at the side also looked over affectionately, and exchanged glances with Chen Meng.

"It's a great day, stop crying!" At this moment, Chen Yi, who showed a tender face, interjected quietly.

Immediately, he stepped forward with a playful smile and broke the atmosphere, saying, "Mother, can we start the banquet earlier? If you starve me to death, you will only have one son left!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Mother Chen gave him a backhanded blow and glared at him.

"Little brother is still so out of tune!" He Yujue raised her jade hand lightly, covered her mouth slightly, and said with a smile.

Her other hand slightly covered her abdomen, where there was already an obvious bulge.

"Haha, let's go, mother doesn't love me, she should also love my unborn nephew." Chen Yi pulled his mother to the dining hall with a look of generosity.

Seeing this, Chen Meng and He Yujue held hands with each other and followed behind with smiles on their faces.

During the banquet, the two reunited after a long absence, and they couldn't help showing off their love for each other after a long absence, which made Chen Yi on the side stuffed with lemons and turned off his appetite.

Chen's mother was very pleased to see her, but at the same time cast a glance at her youngest son, feeling quite disgusted.

Once again, she took stock of the girls in the city who were waiting to be married.

After a warm family dinner, the night is already deep.

Chen Yi returned to the house, intending to rest there.

But when he was blown by the cool wind outside, his drunkenness faded away, he tossed and turned, but couldn't fall asleep, and then suddenly remembered that he owed [-] knives today, as if he still owed [-] knives.

After lying on the bed and thinking for a while, he simply got up and stayed on the bed, picked up the knife hanging on the wall and went outside the courtyard.

He was going to make up for today's homework.

As soon as Fang opened the door, a gust of cold wind poured into the room with bits and pieces of chill.

Chen Yi looked up at the sky, and it seemed that light snow had started to fall again.

Walking out the door, dozens of thick wooden stakes about one foot high can be faintly seen on the open space in the courtyard.

A forest formation was formed.

That's what he specially taught people to prepare in the courtyard a few days ago in order to further solidify the foundation.

The door to the back room was wide open.

The light of more than ten pine lanterns inside shot out, tearing open the darkness in the courtyard.

He took a step towards the stake.

Before the snowflake could pounce on him, it was blocked by a slightly twisted air.

Walking three steps away, he closed his eyes slightly to perceive, then raised the knife in his hand, the blade tore through the air, and let out a clear cry.

Suddenly, Chen Yi took small steps and rushed into the piles in an instant.

The next moment, the knife in his hand moved and turned into a phantom.

First, there was a domineering horizontal cut across a wooden stake.

At the same time, his body turned and circled, and he lifted his hand slightly, and there was another whimpering sound, and he passed another wooden stake obliquely.

Finally, when the rest of the foot is exhausted, lightly explode.

I saw the figure circling among the wooden piles suddenly disappear in place and appear ten feet away.

A wooden stake beside him burst suddenly.

The knife stopped, and the sound started.

Three voices of different severity sounded almost at the same time.

(End of this chapter)