The young man's mind was blank, and a large number of air waves swept him away, and the young man roared sadly: "Grandma." But it was completely inconspicuous in this huge roar.

Constantly recalling the figure of his grandmother accompanying him, and his last smile to himself, the boy burst into tears, and the intense sadness and pain constantly stimulated his thinking, his eyes were red, and his mouth kept yelling.

When the pain reached its limit, the boy's eyes darkened and he passed out, and before he fell unconscious, the shape of a sword on his forehead lit up.

Chang Hongjian, who was in a coma, dreamed that his name was Ouyang Bing, he was the owner of the White Camel Mountain Villa in the Western Regions, with many subordinates and a large number of properties, and he had an uncle with strong martial arts, a suave younger brother, and a talented son, who had a wonderful life.

Slowly opening his eyes, Hongjian found himself lying on Lao Dao's back, covered in pain, and took a closer look at the Taoist priest known as Grandpa Sun, who was dressed in a clean Taoist robe that was messy and torn, and there were scattered blood stains.

"Grandpa Sun, where are we. As soon as he spoke, Hongjian found that his voice was hoarse, his throat was dry and hot, and the pain was uncomfortable. ”

The Taoist priest's body shook, and he continued to maintain a fast pace, and his voice was full of tiredness: "Boy, we have arrived in the United States, and we will be safe soon." ”

The Taoist priest's words were yes, and the young man remembered what had happened, and asked tremblingly: "Grandpa Sun, is my grandmother dead?" ”

As if asked by the young man's words, the Taoist priest was silent for a while and did not speak again.

The young man's heart ached, the memories of his grandmother kept coming back in his mind, tears kept flowing, he didn't speak, and endured it silently.

He is not the boy he used to be, he is the owner of the White Camel Villa, the overlord of the Western Regions, crying can't solve the problem, if he can't help his feelings, he won't even cry.

'Ouyang Bing has passed, and from today onwards I will be Chang Hongjian. The young man said secretly in his heart.

The double exhaustion of body and mind made the boy coma again, and he didn't like this feeling of powerlessness very much, and he was determined to quickly increase his strength.

In a coma, Red Sword found himself in a strange place, surrounded by darkness, only a light came from in the distance, people were afraid of the dark, and ran towards the place where Guan Liang was, Red Sword found that it was a sword, a sword that was shining and full of ancient wisdom.

He had seen this sword, it was the sword of wisdom that he had condensed as Ouyang Bing, the sword used to be clear and bright, and the lines were clear, but now I don't know what the reason is, many of his quaint lines are not clear, and the brightness is not as good as before, the young man thinks that it should be the reason for the lack of energy, there is no strong body, and sufficient true qi provides nourishment for it.

Standing in the light of Huijian, Hongjian found that his thinking had become very fast, and most of the memories in his mind could be recalled clearly, and all kinds of martial arts in the past also appeared deeply and clearly in his mind.

As he recalled the past, the light of the Wisdom Sword dimmed again, and the Red Sword stopped his thoughts and tried to open his eyes.

He found himself in a large, closed glass jar filled with a pale green liquid, soaked in the liquid from his head down, with a faint smell of herbs. Looking around, there are various pipes inserted in this glass jar, connected to many instruments, there are several computers in the distance, and some people in white coats are constantly busy.

Probably finding himself awake, a staff member looked at him in surprise, took out something similar to a walkie-talkie and said something, gestured twice with his hand, and commanded the other people in the room in his puzzled eyes.

A metal door in the room opened, and several people walked into the room, the first of them was an old man, tall, full of silver beard, square face and wide ears, sword eyebrows and eagle eyes, wearing a white coat, straight figure, firm steps, just standing there there there is a kind of superior momentum.

followed by two middle-aged men, both of whom were wearing dark black suits, handbags and expensive watches, both of them looked like successful people, the difference between the two was that one wore glasses, the other did not wear glasses, the two had similar faces and figures, and they should be the twin sons of the old man.

The old man and the two men looked at themselves in the glass jar while they looked at them calmly.

The old man said a few words to the two men behind him, and the bespectacled man turned to the group of men in white coats and said something.

The pale green liquid in the entire glass jar slowly drained away from a pipe until it disappeared, and the glass jar opened a door from the bottom up.

Chang Hongjian calmly walked out of the glass jar and looked at the old man in front of him, he saw a trace of nostalgia and pain in the old man's eyes.

The red sword did not interrupt until this was the old man's memory, and waited quietly, waiting for the old man to solve his doubts.

The old man came back to his senses, looked at the young man with calm eyes, the familiar facial features, and said kindly in his eyes: "Chang Hongjian, I am your second master, I have heard about your grandmother, you will live with us from today on." ”

After some introductions by several people, the young man learned that the old man was his grandfather's own brother, his grandfather was big, the old man was the second, he was his second grandfather, the two middle-aged men were his two twin uncles, the elder brother who did not wear glasses was the chief of a police station, and the younger brother who wore glasses was engaged in business and cooperated with the US military, like the light green liquid soaked by himself, which was an industry of his company.

A simple introduction made Hongjian know that his second master's family had a lot of power in the United States.

The old man told Chang Hongjian that he would arrange a school for him, continue to go to school, and arrange food, accommodation and living expenses for him, so that he could live in the United States with confidence.

But the young man asked the old man about the reason for his grandmother's death, and the old man did not answer, but said that he was not qualified to know now, and told him to study hard, and when he felt that he was qualified, he would tell him.

Seeing the power of the second master's family, combined with some of his own conjectures, Red Sword knew that the person who attacked him and killed his grandmother should have a lot of power in Huaguo, and he was even more determined to improve his strength as soon as possible.

Of course, the young man is still very young, and he still has a long time to develop himself under the protection of the forces in the second master's family.

Probably in order to hide his identity, Red Sword was placed in a middle school in a small town called Petertown in the United States, which is very inconspicuous among the entire American middle schools, and the school is closed management, and only students can leave the school gate after school and holidays.

And Chang Hongjian came to this school today with a living allowance from his uncles and began his junior high school life of living in the school for a long time.