The sky was getting brighter, and everyone in the four major alliance forces was waiting for the information sorted out by Long Wei and the frenzy, and no one knew that the three biggest heroes of this mission were trapped in danger. [

The clouds in the sky are very thick, and today is not destined to be a good day.

Early in the morning, a cemetery on the outskirts of Beijing.

There was only one old man in the cemetery, and he had been standing alone in front of a tombstone since last night, staring at the name on the tombstone motionlessly. It's like a statue that has been silent all night, and if it is seen, it will definitely be scared to death. Fortunately, this is a cemetery, and no one dares to come here in the middle of the night.

The tombstone he faced had only one name, the year of birth and the year of death, and no identity was inscribed. Such an ordinary tombstone is worthy of this old man who is over the age of six, and can guard it alone all night.

The name on the tombstone is a woman's name, and it reads: Lee so-joo.

The old man was still looking at the name on the tombstone, his expression was a little numb, but there was some memory in his eyes, and some sadness. is old, long past the age when it should be to cry, leaving only dullness and memories.

"Wait for me, I will make a lot of money, and then come back and marry you. A bitter smile hung on the corner of the old man's mouth, this sentence was a promise he made when he was young. He fulfilled his youthful promise, but she couldn't wait.

Can she be blamed for this?

No, it's not her fault. So, whose fault is it?

Finally, the old man stretched out his calloused old hand, gently stroked the name on the tombstone, and muttered, "It's been forty years, and I haven't been able to see you once." When I knew that you had moved to the Eagle Country for a while, I didn't dare to look for you. Even...... I can't come and see you off when you go...... You don't blame me, do you?"

"You won't blame me. The old man smiled spontaneously: "You are so kind, you won't blame me." But I can't forgive myself. ”

“…… And him. ”

The old man sighed heavily: "If it weren't for the fight I lost with Tianxiao back then, if it wasn't for his sympathy for the love between me and you, and if it wasn't for the agreement I made with him never to step into the Dragon Kingdom again, I would have come back and killed that person a long time ago." Over the years, I've suffered you. ”

When the name Tianxiao was spoken, a trace of admiration flashed in the old man's eyes, and there was also a trace of pain.

The second-generation elite of the Dragon Soul, a master who died of his injuries after a battle with the shadow assassin Dandao. This old man had a battle with Tianxiao? Could he be ...... Thirty years ago, the legend of the killer, the shadow assassin, the sword?

Look closely at the old man's appearance is plain. There was only a faint scar on the forehead. No matter how you look at his appearance, he is a pure Dragon Countryman, with high eyebrows and thick lips, and a temperament that is old and strong. He has only a pair of eyes on his body, full of gray and dead silence, as if he looks down on life and death in the world. Nothing is taken to heart anymore.

Left on earth there is only a shell.

The old man slowly raised his head. Blank and gray-eyed looked at the thick clouds in the sky and muttered, "Tianxiao, I broke my promise." Rest assured, I swear that if I break my oath, I will die without a place to be buried. You believed me. I won't fail you today. When I'm done with this last thing, I'll keep my promise. This is...... My last time. For her ......"

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at the tombstone in a daze. There was a little pain and sadness in his eyes.

After that, he seemed to be back to a statue, and he stopped talking, just staring at the tombstone stupidly.

It's crazy, it's crazy......

When the sky was completely bright, another man came up from the cemetery on the hill. Apart from this old man, she was the first one to come today. In fact, she comes here once a week, and every time it's so early.

It was a young girl who came, her soft and long head fluttering gently with the mountain breeze. Her head was soft and light. She was tall and tall. A slightly tight toptop accentuates the perfect figure. The lower body is a mini skirt. Revealing a pair of seductive white thighs, anyone who sees a man with ten ** can't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva first.

The most interesting. It should still belong to her face. White and flawless skin, perfect facial features, high nose bridge, deep eyes. At a glance, it can be seen that this girl is a mixed race with foreign blood. But this half-breed child is amazingly beautiful.

The girl walked straight to this side, and was stunned for a moment when she saw the old man standing in front of the tombstone from which she had come every week.

Originally, the old man didn't care about her, but when he noticed that she stopped not far behind her, and then cast a stunned gaze, the old man couldn't help but turn around and look at her.

If a man sees a beautiful woman, especially a very seductive beauty, he is generally amazed first, and then admired or dirty. But in the eyes of the old man, there is nothing, only gray. He just glanced faintly at her face, and there was no wave in his eyes, as if he was looking at a cloud of air without zài.

The girl looked at the old man's back for a long time, and she felt a little familiar with that back, as if she had seen a similar back somewhere.

Finally, the girl stepped forward and gently inserted a bouquet of flowers in her hand into the refined vase in front of the tombstone, replacing the bouquet that had been inserted in the vase that had dried up.

"Is she you?" the old man silently watched the girl do these things, and only after she stood up did he ask. His voice was a little hoarse and a little dry. It sounds like it's going through a lot of life.

The girl raised her face, looked at the old man next to her, who was half a head taller than her, nodded and said, "She is my godgrandmother." ”

The person showed a conscious expression: "You are the little girl of the Wen family?"

The girl was stunned for a moment and asked, "Do you know me?"

"I don't know. The old man smiled faintly and said, "I only heard her mention that when she was in the Eagle Country, she recognized a little girl from the Wen family as her goddaughter. ”

The girl smiled slightly and said, "My name is Wen Wei." ”

The old man nodded slightly, in fact, he had not been in contact with her for forty years, and she had never told him to recognize a goddaughter. But in the past forty years, he has been caring about her, caring about her. With his ability, he naturally has a way to know the things around her, so of course he knows that she recognized Wen Wei as her granddaughter.

After a moment of silence, the old man said, "I thought it was ...... You are Siyu. There was a slight displeasure in his tone. Her favorite granddaughter did not come to see her, but a godgranddaughter often came to visit the grave.

Wen Wei seemed to hear the dissatisfaction in the old man's words, and smiled softly: "Siyu and I come to see it every Sunday, and she usually comes earlier than me." Maybe something is delayed today. ”

The old man nodded and said no more.

Wen Wei seemed to hesitate for a moment before asking, "Are you a godfriend?"

"Friend?" the old man smiled a little unusually, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes...... Friend...... Friends. ”

After a pause, the old man asked again, "Aren't you in the Eagle Country?

"My father's business moved back to China, and my family moved back with it. ”

The old man let out a soft "oh" and thought for a while before asking softly, "She...... When in the Eagle Country. How are you doing?"

Wen Wei looked at the old man in front of her with some strange eyes, and replied, "It's okay, it's just a person, and it's a little lonely to live a lonely place." ”

The old man nodded lightly and said, "Okay." In the Eagle Country. And you accompany her, it's not like she hurts you in vain. ”

Wen Wei's eyes showed a strange look. After a while, he finally seemed to have made up his mind, and when he was about to speak, the old man took the first step and said, "I'm leaving." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Wen Wei to respond, he turned around and walked down the mountain.

Wen Wei hurriedly asked, "What should I call you?"

The old man stopped, his back to her. Softly, "You just call me...... Never mind. The old man smiled self-deprecatingly: "We won't have a chance to meet in the future." ”

After saying that, he continued to walk down the mountain without looking back.

"Are you Grandpa Feng Danquan?" Wen Wei suddenly jumped out of a headless sentence.

But when the old man heard the name. His whole body shook violently. Although she couldn't see his expression, Wen Wei knew that she had guessed correctly. He is really the person who has always been in the mouth of the godgrandmother, and the godgrandmother has missed him all her life, missed him all her life, and missed him all her life. But he never appeared, not even when she was gone.

Wen Wei knew that the godmother didn't blame him, she had heard the godmother tell the story between them, it was very touching, really touching story.

Although it was not earth-shattering, the love between them lasted for half a century. Death. It's a pity that creation makes people. In that era, the most important thing was the right person, the daughter of a rich family. How can you be together with a poor boy who is poor and white and can only do some martial arts? So they were broken up, he was deceived by her father to go abroad to pursue a career, and she was forced by her family to marry into a wealthy family. When he amassed a lot of real estate and came back to her happily, it was too late. Listening to the godmother, he once vomited blood angrily, and then for some reason, he was hunted down and killed by several major forces in the Dragon Kingdom all over the world, and it is estimated that it has an indirect relationship with the godgrandma. After that, he was never heard from again. And my godgrandmother has lived a very hard life in this life, very hard...... even affected her son and granddaughter because of this, and they all lived a very hard life in that wealthy family. Her descendants have always been looked down upon in that family because of her relationship. Siyu is her own granddaughter, Wen Wei knows that although Siyu seems to be beautiful on the surface, she is actually a poor hard-working girl. But even so, she never resented her grandmother, and still came to visit her every Sunday.

Because Siyu knows that grandma is not wrong.

The man named Feng Danquan was not wrong.

It's wrong, it's just fate.

Wen Wei sighed softly, she didn't expect him to be alive, he came back, came back to see her. But what's the use of coming back now?

To miss it is to miss it, and to miss it once is to miss it for a lifetime.

The old man's voice was very soft, and he tried to make his voice sound calmer, and asked, "She, what did you say?"

Wen Wei nodded and said, "When I was in Eagle Country, my godmother often mentioned you to me and talked about things between you. ”

"Yes...... She has and you. Said I ......"

"It's not just me, Siyu also knows. ”

"Huh...... Ha ha...... Hahahaha...... "The old man suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, laughing very much, laughing very wildly. But Wen Wei could hear that his laughter was just to hide the pain and suffering in his heart, as well as the tears that had long been dried.

"Fool...... Xiuzhu, you fool......" The old man turned his back to Wen Wei and muttered bitterly, "Why are you so stupid? I don't deserve your worries...... Xiuzhu, ah......"

Wen Wei didn't interrupt the old man's feelings, but just looked at his back silently. The lonely back once again swelled with a familiar feeling. She finally remembered why it was so familiar, because he had met a boy. He also has the same lonely, gloomy back. That boy, his name is 11, and now his name is Chu Yuan.

It may be infected by the old man's affection, or it may be remembered from the past. Wen Wei's eyes were already moist unconsciously.

The old man laughed wildly for a long time, and talked to himself alone for a long time. It gradually smoothed out. Still facing away from Wen Wei, she took a deep breath and said, "Girl, thank you for being with her when she was most lonely." I'll be in the Dragon Kingdom for a week or so, if you have any trouble. You can come to room 3110 of Xingwang Hotel to find me. Remember, it's anything. No matter how big it is, I can do it for you. But only a week, after that time...... I'm gone. ”

The old man punned, Wen Wei didn't hear the meaning of the last sentence "I'm not here", thinking that the old man would leave the sad place of the Dragon Kingdom after only staying for a week.

She shook her head and just wanted to refuse, but the old man seemed to have guessed her thoughts, and took the first step and said: "Don't be busy rejecting me, I know that your family has money, but many things can be done without money." I said I could do one thing for you, even if you asked me to assassinate the President of the Eagle Nation for you. The time is only one week. Come back to me when you're ready. ”

After all that's said. The old man was no longer nostalgic, and he didn't say anything more. Take a step straight and stride down the mountain. Wen Wei was the only one left still looking at his lonely back in a daze, not knowing whether he was thinking about what he had just said, or thinking about the story of him and her for the past forty years.

When the old man walked to the mountainside, a young girl came up from the bottom of the mountain. The girl was dressed in a plain dress that reached the knee, and her long fluttering loose drape was draped over her back shoulders. Her height is not too tall compared to Wen Weilai, only one meter in her early sixties, and her figure is also a little thin, giving people the first feeling of being a weak Lin Daiyu type. She is very beautiful, with a face that is not weaker than Wen Wei, coupled with that weak temperament, so that men who see her will have a feeling of wanting to protect her well.

I believe that such a big beauty should have many men to pursue and protect, right?

But the old man knew that this girl was not as beautiful as she appeared on the surface. On the contrary, her life was very unsatisfactory and bitter.

Is this her granddaughter?

When the old man saw the girl holding the same bouquet of flowers as Wen Wei in her hand, he guessed who she was. He slowed his pace and watched her approach a little bit from the other side, looking at the child with an approving look in his eyes.

This was originally the appreciation of the elders for the juniors, but in the eyes of the girl opposite, this look changed. The girl first glanced at him indifferently, then a look of disgust flashed in her eyes, and then she passed by the old man as if she didn't know anything.

The old man slowed his pace, and at last he simply stopped, and turned to watch the girl's figure disappear from his sight. He muttered to himself, "Is she your granddaughter?" It's a pity that he was born in the Yang family...... It's a pity that I only have a week at most. Xiuzhu, don't worry, she is your child, that is, my child. I will help her, even if it is only for a week, I will definitely help her pull out this sea of suffering and give her a lifetime of happiness. What I don't get, what you don't have, I'll give it all. This is my promise to you...... Xiuzhu ......"

On the mountain, the girl who met the old man on the mountainside just now saw Wen Wei standing in front of the tombstone from a distance, and a smile appeared on her cold face, and she called out before she got closer: "Sister Wen Wei." ”

"Huh?" Wen Wei, who was distracted, came back to her senses, only to notice that Yang Siyu had come, and smiled slightly and responded, "Siyu, you are here." ”

Siyu sighed and said, "Early in the morning, my mother pulled me to talk about it, so it was late. ”

"Oh, the flowery young master who urged you to marry the Zhang family again?"

Yang Siyu frowned lightly and said, "You also know that Zhang Decai's character, I can't like him at all." ”

Wen Wei sighed and said, "You can't blame your aunt for this. ”

Yang Siyu smiled faintly, but his immature face showed a few years of maturity that did not match his age, which may be forced by life. He said in a self-deprecating tone: "I know, it's my uncles." In their eyes, I was just a commodity to trade. ”

"Siyu ......" Wen Wei didn't know how to comfort her, her father Yang Ziye was the least qualified person to speak in the Yang family, and he didn't even have the qualifications to speak in the family. This is all thanks to her grandmother, but Yang Siyu and her father have never blamed their grandmother in their lives. Yang Siyu's lineage has the least status in the Yang family, and she has been destined to be traded as goods since she was born in exchange for greater family benefits. This is a huge family, and family affection has no room for foothold in this family, and there is only interests in every qiē. Sighing, Wen Wei only asked, "What are your plans?"

"What else can I do? A trace of firmness flashed in Yang Siyu's eyes: "Anyway, I, Yang Siyu, will not give in." ”

"Forget it, let's not talk about these annoying things. Yang Siyu waved his hand and said with a free smile: "By the way, why are you standing here alone?

"Siyu ......" Wen Wei hesitated for a moment and said, "He's back." ”

"Who?"

"Feng Danquan. ”

"Huh!?"