It was a lonely and cold midnight, the moon was high in the sky, and a vast manor was covered with that beautiful moonlight. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, on this beautiful night, this unbelievable thing happened.

On the bed in a small room in the manor, there was a young man lying flat, it was supposed to be the time to sleep, but the young man's brows were furrowed at this time, and his delicate and somewhat immature face had been painfully distorted.

The purple-black lips kept trembling, the two rows of snow-white teeth kept colliding, and the distorted face was as pale as paper.

This is obviously poisonous, and this is the time of poison.

Time passed little by little, and the poison ruthlessly and unjustly deprived the young man of his life, all of which was carried out without anyone noticing except for the person who poisoned him.

No miracle happened, the boy's heartbeat became weaker and weaker, but the most incredible thing was that as the boy's life passed, his face was returning to normal.

Just when the boy came to the end of his life and swallowed his last breath, a mutation protruded.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, slowly turning over the roof of the boy's house, forming a whirlpool.

"Whoa." It was as if the sound of glass breaking came slightly from the center of the whirlpool, and as the sound fell, a drop of blood appeared in the center of the whirlpool.

Its appearance caused the sky to be stormy, thunder and lightning, and the slowly rotating clouds swirled wildly around it.

The vision suddenly changed, everything stopped in an instant, and the clouds in the whirlpool state had turned red, bright red as blood.

The blood in the center of the whirlpool was as black as ink, and there were even black threads of smoke floating out of the blood, sometimes turning around it, sometimes reversing to the extreme.

It all happened between the lightning and the flint, and he stayed in the air for a moment, as if looking for a target.

Then he fell downward, seeing nothing as if it were nothing, and fell through the roof to the center of the boy's eyebrows.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang......"

A powerful heartbeat came from the atrium of the boy's heart, and even breathing came in and out of his mouth and nose very regularly.

Looking at the young man's comfortable face at this time, if it weren't for what had just happened, all this would really be like an illusion.

Everything was calm, and an illusory figure appeared in front of the boy's window, showing a translucent state.

The majestic face looked at the young man, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The inheritor of the Demon Venerable." Welcome to the Qingcang Continent. ”

"Sleep, when you wake up you will live with the memories of this body, looking forward to the moment when we meet again."

The hoarse voice still echoed in the room, and the illusory and mysterious figure was nowhere to be found.

The birds are singing and smiling, and a ray of bright sunlight shines on the young man's face through the window,

The closed eyes suddenly opened, panicked, and instantly started, propped up on the bed with both hands, looking around nervously, and the bright eyes revealed deep confusion.

"Where am I? Who am I? No one answered his self-muttering question, so he sat half-on the bed, frowning and trying to find a memory in his mind.

"Bang bang bang. It's time for breakfast, young master. Three regular knocks and sweet sounds brought him out of his thoughts.

When he came back to his senses, he subconsciously said, "Uh." In. ”

"Ahh There was an exclamation, followed by the sound of chopsticks falling to the ground and shattering.

Xiao Yi reacted subconsciously, suddenly lifted the futon, wore a white pajamas, bounced up in an instant, rushed to the door with an arrow step, opened the door, and saw the maid sorting out the broken dishes and chopsticks, and the breakfast that was spilled all over the ground.

"What's going on?" Xiao Yi asked.

"Oh, it's fine, it's just that a cat just popped up and jumped me." The maid didn't even raise her head, and replied nonchalantly.

Xiao Yi felt very uncomfortable about the maid's careless attitude, but he didn't have a seizure on the spot, and stood in front of the door in his pajamas, watching the maid's every move.

After a while, the maid saw that Xiao Yi's feet were motionless, packed up the last fragment, stood up, looked at Xiao Yi and said in a weird manner: "May I ask the young master, are you still fine?" If it's okay, I'll be busy, and the food will be delivered later, don't worry, I'm not hungry for you. ”

After finishing speaking, she didn't wait for Xiao Yi to turn around and leave, but she didn't take two steps: "No need." Xiao Yi's voice with a hint of anger came.

When she turned around, the door was closed, and Xiao Yi, who entered the room, did not leave the door with both hands, and leaned on it like this.

If his memory was still vague just now, now his memory has gradually become clear.

The maid just now is called Lan'er, and she has always been in charge of his diet and daily life, not only Lan'er, but all the subordinates can be said to look down on Xiao Yi.

It's just because he is a wasted person, born a waste, in this world where the strong are respected, a person like him is a joke.

Since he was a child, he has grown up in the ridicule of others, and whenever someone sees him, there will be a sarcastic look in his eyes, and every time he sees this scene, his heart hurts like a knife.

So this room has basically become Xiao Yi's small world, even if he goes out, he will choose the time with the least flow of people, go to a place where there is no one and sit quietly.

It's ridiculous to say that he is not as good as a waste, but he has a prominent identity.

He was born in the Xiao family in Qingcang City, there are four major families in Qingcang City, and his Xiao family is one of them, and now the current head of the Xiao family is his grandfather Xiao Yanyun.

Xiao Yi is also Xiao Yanyun's only grandson, because of Xiao Yi's waste materials, Xiao Yanyun and Xiao Yi are like strangers.

In Xiao Yanyun's eyes, Xiao Yi's only role may only be to pass on the ancestry.

In view of this, Xiao Yi's heart is becoming more and more closed, and almost no one can open his heart, even his father, so his character has become inferior and cowardly.

Over time, he has become a typical stuffy gourd, and his cowardice has not won the pity of others, but has made those dogs who look down on people unscrupulous.

If there is anyone in this world who can make Xiao Yi smile on his face, then only his sister Xiao Moyan.

The one who is three years older than him, can't see him suffer a trace of grievances, protects him like a chicken since he was a child, and gives all the good things to his sister as soon as possible.

Xiao Yi cleaned up his complicated thoughts, walked to the hanger, put on a long shirt and walked to the door again, and opened the door slightly with a complicated mood.

One step out of the room, his figure was instantly submerged in the bright sunlight, raised his head to look at the slightly dazzling sky, spread his hands and took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, a strong aura formed around him.

A rebellious personality grew from the depths of his soul, and his eyes suddenly opened, and the dazzling light flashed in his bright eyes.

With his left hand slightly raised, his head slightly lowered, he squinted at his palm, and laughed at himself: "Cowardice, inferiority."

"Hmph." A cold snort came from his nose; "Will this be me Xiao Yi?!"

After saying that, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

If Xiao Yi was in a strange crowd at this time, with his current appearance as a son-in-law, coupled with his handsome face, and a hint of evil smile in the corner of his mouth, he would definitely become the focus of attention in an instant.

However, at this time, no one appreciated it, and he Xiao Yi was not uncommon, adjusted his mentality, relaxed his mind and body, and the evil smile did not decrease, he kept hanging on the corner of his mouth, took an elegant kitten step, and walked out of the room that he had not left for a long time.

This time is different from the past, now is the moment when the flow of people in Xiao Mansion is the highest, and Xiao Yi walks on the road gracefully without squinting.

People in the past were stunned when they saw Xiao Yi appear in sight; "It's strange, how can this waste be reluctant."

"yes... But our eldest young master doesn't seem to be quite the same today, huh? ”

"What's the difference, it's not that shit."

Xiao Yi turned a deaf ear to the cynicism in his ears, his elegant steps did not decrease, as if he didn't see these people, he walked directly, leaving people with only his faint and realistic back.