Coming home from school.

Wang Xiaosu carried her schoolbag and pulled the little pink skirt to cover her exposed legs.

She got on the bus and sat silently by the window, looking at the pedestrians passing by the street.

When the car arrived at the station, she slowly got down.

Standing at the door of the community, she tightened the strap of her schoolbag and walked into the door silently.

Walk up the elevator, press the floor, and then, as you have done for many days, pull out your key to open the door at your doorstep.

Click.

The security door automatically pops open, and the aroma of stir-fried food wafts from inside.

"Susu, come and get ready for dinner. It's waiting for you. "Mom was sitting on the couch knitting a sweater.

Dad was in the kitchen with an apron and stir-frying.

This scene has always been a picture in Wang Xiaosu's memory that lasted for a long time.

It seems to have been that way since five years ago.

Go to school every day, get out of school, and then go home and eat.

Meals are basically made by my father, and my mother weaves things on the side.

Since my father lost money in business in the early years, he washed his hands and quit the rivers and lakes.

Now I have a job outside and travel occasionally, but I spend most of my time at home.

My mother opened her own fabric shop, where she sold some hand-knitted clothes, shoes, socks and the like.

This is her home, ordinary and warm.

Wang Xiaosu has always been proud of the peace of mind and gentleness in his home.

She has always felt that she is a very happy person.

She also always felt that she would just go on quietly and plainly until she went to high school and college.

Just, today.

Until today.

To this day, she still thinks about everything she encountered just after school.

She sat down in her seat, wiped her hands with wet wipes, picked up her chopsticks and began to eat.

Mom and Dad started chatting about the funny things they had heard recently, or the trivial things in the neighborhood, or the anecdotes in the store.

Under the table, the old black cat meows lazily, waiting for someone to feed it after eating.

Wang Xiaosu ate silently.

"I'm full. Mom and Dad, I want to go out shopping for a while. She spoke as usual.

"Well, go early and come back early, you have to go home before dark. Dad Wang Yiyang advised.

"Got it. Wang Xiaosu nodded.

She quickly went to the bedroom, changed her clothes, then tied her long hair into a high ponytail, and rushed out of the house with her small mobile phone in a youthful and energetic manner.

"My name is Wang Xiaosu, and I was born in an ordinary family. I heard my mother say that the family used to be very rich, but they lost a lot later. ”

"But it doesn't matter, it's too far away from me. ”

"I like to draw, I like to draw villains in my notebook. I like to secretly watch the handsome guys in the school fighting club wrestle. ”

"The collision of blood and passion, the exchange of muscles and muscles. This is a light that will never go out of style!"

"I like to incorporate this kind of light into my paintings. ”

But such interest to this day. I met a man...."

More than ten minutes later.

Wang Xiaosu panted and came to an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs.

Her chest rose and fell, and she slowly walked into the warehouse.

In the middle of the warehouse, a burly man with knotted muscles sat down.

The man's beard was white, his eyes were still like that of a lion, and his hair was scattered on his head, exuding a fierce beast.

"You're here?" the man raised his head and looked at Wang Xiaosu with a pair of eyes. There is calmness, softness, and nostalgia in the eyes.

"You, are you okay?" Wang Xiaosu looked at the man's missing leg and hand, and was a little scared.

But the nature of kindness still made her ask out loud.

"Well, it's okay, it's good to get used to it. The man replied calmly.

He looked at the little girl opposite.

"Unexpectedly, my Chen Yuehao's final choice was actually an ordinary little girl?

He lowered his head, revealing a hint of sadness.

As early as a few years ago, when he was still at his peak, he found the best fortune teller of the time to calculate.

The fortune teller told him that when he was at the lowest point in his life, he kept running in one direction.

Run until you have exhausted your last strength.

That's when he will meet his true hope.

At that time, he gave the man a large sum of money because of this answer.

Then the other party disappeared the next day.

This made it obvious to him that he had been deceived.

A few years later, he lost the battle and suffered heavy losses.

At the last moment, in despair, he remembered the words of the fortune teller.

So he followed his instinct and ran all the way until he was exhausted and threw off all his pursuers.

Then it stopped on the side of the street.

At that time, he met Wang Xiaosu.

Of all the people on the street, not one stopped because of him.

Only Wang Xiaosu, carrying a small schoolbag, walked up to him and gently put down a can of pure milk.

At that time, he was inexplicably touched in his heart, so he left a message for her and asked her to come here to meet again.

It's a test, a test.

He himself didn't expect that the other party would risk being a stranger and really come.

But as it turned out, she really came.

"Sure enough, fortune telling or something, it's all a lie...."Chen Yuehao felt bitter in his heart.

In fact, he knew early on that the fortune teller was a liar, but people would never give up a trace of luck until the last moment.

He looked at the little girl in front of him with a blank face.

This little girl looks to be thirteen or fourteen years old, with a pure appearance, a well-developed figure, and a large size on her chest.

The skin is also delicate and fair.

These conditions, if replaced by aesthetics, are really good.

But if you want to inherit everything about him, it's all unqualified.

All the advantages turned into disadvantages.

The disciples he had taught, any one of them, were far more than the little girl in front of him.

It's a pity that there is only one who can still stand in front of him and is willing to stand in front of him.

Chen Yuehao suppressed the disappointment in his heart, and his heart flashed through his life.

He has been brilliant, successful, and failed, and finally fell to the bottom completely.

And now, he's just a wreck. Waste people who have lost everything.

"Huh..... Forget it, so far, what else can I choose. ”

He considered himself gifted and tried to create an era of his own.

But alas, fate makes people.

He was betrayed by the person he believed in the most, and he couldn't be prevented from it, and he fell to the bottom.

Until now, after really seeing that Wang Xiaosu is an ordinary child.

His last bit of luck was finally desperate.

In its place, there is blandness and sadness.

"Girl. He raised his head and, in an inexplicable tone, spoke.

"Do you want to learn martial arts?"

"Yes!" Wang Xiaosu nodded. "Are you amazing?"

"I'm not good. Chen Yuehao shook his head, "If I were powerful, I wouldn't be what I am now." Are you going to learn from me?"

"Learn. Wang Xiaosu felt that this person had the temperament of a master.

"But I may not be very qualified. She hesitated and added.

"It doesn't matter. Chen Yuehao doesn't care anymore.

There is no need to think about revenge or anything, he just wants his art industry to be passed on now.

Don't let your life's work disappear into the world.

"I haven't taught anyone, and I'm probably not a good teacher. Chen Yuehao said softly.

"I'll study hard. Wang Xiaosu said seriously. All she had in her eyes was the muscles that were powerful.

Chen Yuehao didn't speak again, just smiled.

He tried to forge a new path with martial arts.

Unfortunately, he failed.

Perhaps, perhaps, in the future, there will be new people, new geniuses, who will embark on this road again.

They go one after the other, giving up everything and trying to rush out of new hope.

But no matter whether anyone succeeds in the future, now, he tried his best.

So, let's first learn what force is. ”

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Wang Yiyang cut the cucumber seriously.

His cucumbers were cut a little crookedly, unevenly thick. Obviously, the knife skills are not good.

If someone looks closely at his pupils, they can see that his eyes are blank, and his mind is completely running away from nowhere.

In fact, over the years, Wang Yiyang has been practicing the moral immortal record while practicing the comet layer perception exercise method.

In the past few years, after trying and practicing hard, he finally integrated the comet layer perception exercise into his life.

In this way, no matter what he does, he will instinctively operate this perceptual exercise.

This is equivalent to exercising perception all the time.

And in the past few years, he has finally succeeded in integrating the moral immortal record into his instinct until recently.

made him walk, sit and lie down, and run the moral fairy record all the time.

This is his physical body, which has reached the ninth level. Jin Dan has been completed, so he has the confidence to do so.

For other people, the consciousness and energy required to operate the Exercise Method and the Moral Immortal Record are far from sufficient.

Only the golden pill has been completed, the physical energy is perfectly locked, and the consciousness and energy have increased significantly.

Wang Yiyang can support such a perverted operation.

As a result of merging the two methods of practice, his daily life has been slightly affected.

Over the years, he has gathered all his minions, recuperated, and remained incognito.

Completely disappeared from public view.

The results obtained are really good.

His life was better assured in terms of security.

Almost everyone outside forgot about him.

Mister is a thing of the past. Wang Yiyang completely turned into the background.

Everyone thought that he was really declining, that his spirit was broken.

That's what he wants to achieve.

The deeper you hide yourself, the more you can keep the people around you safe.

No one will keep an eye on him anytime and anywhere, no one will calculate him because of interests, and no one will always think about him because of hatred.

No one will deliberately approach him because of his power.

That's calm.

At least until he becomes a star nobleman, it's best to try to keep it that way.

After cutting the vegetables, Wang Yiyang poured the cucumbers into the pot and stir-fried them.

Then pick up your phone, find some encrypted information in a pile of junk messages, and look at it carefully.

'Snow pulled into the Hunting Bow Mecha Master Academy, continued her studies, and was still preparing for the promotion to the ninth level of perception. ’

'Kling was still the same, with another female mech. It is said that he is often subjected to domestic violence. ’

Mentor Hopsman is still the same as before, teaching several batches of new students. Still living in seclusion in his small courtyard. ’

'The Hunting Bow has once again erupted in a large-scale civil war, with heavy casualties. Because the casualties are too great, peace talks are being held with the forces on the other side of the passage. ’

The messages from afar were constantly decompiled in Wang Yiyang's mind, deciphered and read and understood.

He didn't stop moving.

Three dishes were quickly made and placed on the table.

Then he took off his apron, sat on a chair, and waited quietly for Su Xiaoxiao and his daughter to come back for dinner.

"I'm back!" Wang Xiaosu was the first to rush through the door.

The little guy hurriedly put down his schoolbag, picked up the bowl and quickly planed a few bowls, turned around and ran.

"Dad, I'm going out to play!"

Boom.

The door was closed.

From the time I came back to the time I closed and left, it only took five minutes.

Wang Yiyang didn't say anything, just lowered his head and continued to eat silently.

Soon, Su Xiaoxiao also returned.

"What about Su Su?" asked Su Xiao suspiciously.

"It's out again. ”

"What the hell is she doing these days, why does she come back so late every day?" Su Xiaoxiao said dissatisfied.

"When the child is older, he will have his own secrets after all. We have to learn to respect her. Wang Yiyang replied.

"I know, I just don't feel well...."Su Xiaoxiao was helpless.

"Okay, okay, it's not normal for the child to be older and have his own little privacy?" Wang Yiyang comforted.

"I know...."

"Alright, sit down and eat. ”

"Hmm. ”

In recent days, Wang Xiaosu has gone out after eating almost every day, and his energy has been obviously strong.

It seems to be exercising.