In a place of beautiful mountains and rivers, there is a large courtyard that is the base camp of the Genji family. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ordinary people have never heard of the name of the Genji family, but in the darkest corners, the veteran underworld is familiar with it.

Genji, the world's No. 1 intelligence organization.

As the world's No. 1 intelligence organization, he naturally has the ability to survive, and it is their nature to be ruthless and ruthless, but also their sorrow.

Inside the Genji compound, next to a beautiful artificial lake to the north, is a green meadow. A somewhat thin teenager was lying on the grass looking at the blue sky, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

There was a long black sword lying quietly beside him, and many strange runes loomed on the scabbard made of unknown materials. This is a long sword that no one can pull out, and the head of the Yuan family, Yuan Lao, knows that Yuan Feiwujing likes weird things, so he specially collected the eighteenth birthday gift that came back to him, and he accompanied him for only three days.

"Here! Yuan Feiwu, I finally found you!"

A hoarse voice came out, disturbing the peaceful landscape. Yuan Feiwu tilted his head slightly, revealing his delicate and picturesque face, the person who came seemed to be an old acquaintance of Yuan Feiwu, and he still couldn't extricate himself when he saw this face.

It was Yuan Feixing, the son of the three heads of the Yuan family, who came after him. The head of the three families is the third son of Gen Lao, who is in charge of the financial affairs of the Genji family. Yuan Feixing failed to inherit his father's ability, but carried forward his father's stinginess, suspicion, arrogance, and jealousy.

"Well, why are you looking for me?"

Yuan Feiwu showed his unchanging smiling face, as if his original expression was such a smiling face that he never got tired of seeing.

"The eldest uncle and the second uncle are afraid that you will rob them of their status every day, but you don't dare to make a move, I think it's better for me to clean up some mongrels for them! Think about it, the Yuan family has already lost the title of the four family heads, isn't it!" Yuan Feixing laughed loudly, hatred distorting his facial features.

"I'm afraid that the most frightened person is my third uncle, right?" Yuan Feiwu sneered and told the truth.

"It's hard to die!" Yuan Feixing was easily seen through by Yuan Feiwu, and his anger was even stronger, and he raised his right hand and drilled out a small and delicate pocket pistol from his sleeve.

Bang!

The gunshot rang out, Yuan Feiwu thought that he was good, but it was impossible to be faster than a bullet, the clothes on his chest were quickly stained red with blood, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably, rolling, and feeling the cold lake water. A second before losing consciousness, the last thought that came to Yuan Feiwu was that he was finally liberated.

Everything in the source family is so tired.

"It's a shame to waste such a good body!"

The blood that flew from the source stained the red and black sword, and the runes on the scabbard shook violently, gradually disappearing, and the scabbard became smooth and crystalline. At the same time, a trace of black qi emerged from the hilt of the sword and burrowed into Yuan Feiwu's body.

Three-year-old Yuan Feiwu took unsteady steps and threw himself into Yuan Lao's arms. Yuan Lao's eyes were moist, and Xiao Yuan Feiwu kept explaining that your father and mother are dead, and death means that they have gone to a far away place and will never come back, will no longer carry you for a walk around, will no longer let you ride your neck to play war games, and will not see you again.

Eight-year-old Yuan Feiwu escaped from several black-clothed people with tears, and none of his body was clean, all bloodstains. He whispered to himself that he would never cry again in the future, tears were the most useless thing in the world.

Thirteen-year-old Yuan Feiwu, Yuan Lao gave him a wish, his wish was to learn the latent technique of the two main guardian shadows. Then he used the latent technique to steal the home master's own master's own master's school, and was almost caught by the three masters' guard Jing and hanged outside his bedroom. And Yuan Lao, gently said to him, Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind.

Sixteen-year-old Yuan Feiwu, Yuan Feixing laughed at him as before, until he insulted his father, who had forgotten his appearance a little, Yuan Feiwu suddenly laughed wildly, and almost beat Yuan Feixing to death outside the courtyard. Then, the people of the three heads of the family came, and Yuan Feiwu fled on the verge of death for nearly a month, and almost entered the ghost gate several times. No one will help him, because the Yuan family is such a place where the weak eat the strong, and if you are weak, then you can only be eliminated.

Eighteen-year-old Yuan Feiwu......

These memories have always been what Yuan Feiwu wants to erase the most, but they all come to his heart, can't even death make his death more liberating?

Yuan Feiwu opened his eyes a little complainingly, he felt that he was about to dry his tears, but he couldn't feel his tears. He couldn't even feel his own face, his own hands, his own body. He was like a shadow shrunk into a ball now.

"Huh, you're awake, good boy, the Screaming Curse hasn't broken you yet. A strange voice rang out.

Yuan Feiwu just wanted to raise his head, when he suddenly felt a violent stinging pain in his body. A lot of black qi swung at him with teeth and claws, and every time he touched these black qi, he felt a huge sting pain like tearing through his body.

"With such a little primordial spirit, you don't have to struggle anymore, give me your body......"

The strange voice sounded again, and when he heard Yuan Feiwu's ears, it was full of temptation, making him unconsciously want to relax his body and melt into those black gases.

"That's right, that's ......"

Yuan Feiwu was pulled into a cloud of black qi, and he felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker. Gradually, he came to the center of the black qi, and a black bead wrapped in a rich aura appeared in front of him.

And then ...... Isn't that right?"

The scattered spirit of Yuan Feiwu suddenly gathered, and the shadow that symbolized Yuan Feiwu was suddenly much thicker. Yuan Fei smiled evilly and rushed himself towards the bead at that moment.

"Hmph, hit the stone with an egg!"

The strange sound rang out again, then turned into a scream.

"Ahh

"Just look at it once, it turned out to be called a mental attack. ”

Yuan Feiwu turned himself into an awl with incomparable determination and slammed into the black bead.

With a bang, the black beads burst. The ancient demon god who had been sealed in the sword and finally found a chance to escape, just because he underestimated a little bit of the original god, he arrogantly used his most precious original god to directly confront, and as a result, he was annihilated because of the light enemy. The gods who have been following the demon god have been transferred to the primordial god of the source of the flying origin, and at the same time, the powerful divine power of the ancient demon god spreads out from the black bead like a desolation of the world.

"Ahh

This time, it was Yuan Feiwu's turn to scream, and his Yuan Shen regained control of his body, and his six senses returned to him. But the huge divine power is not something that his physical body can bear, and in order not to break his physical body, the divine power is constantly transforming his physical body as if it is spiritual. Yuan Feiwu constantly accepted the pain of destroying all the cells in his body and reintegrating them with divine power, but the powerful god did not allow him to faint, silently suffering inhuman abuse.

I don't know when, Yuan Feiwu is glad that he finally fainted. When he woke up again, he saw a barren wasteland, and the dead gray dirt seemed to tell Yuan Feiwu that this place was not good.