Northwest Regions, one of the overlord forces, a family of escapes.

In a bamboo house, a little boy in black clothes and black hair stood in front of the bamboo window, calmly looking into the distance, his eyes were a little deep, and the depths of his eyes contained a wise look that this young age did not have.

The boy's name is Xiaoyao Wenxin, and he is the grandson of the head of the Xiaoyao family.

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The eyes that looked out the window gradually fell into some kind of memory, and in my mind, the pictures that had often appeared in the past three years appeared again.

...... A young man in his 2O years old stood on the top of the mountain with his hands in his hands, looking calmly and deeply ahead, as if he wanted to see through all this......

Suddenly, a flash of lightning streaked across the originally clear sky, and then, there was no more.

"Was it really killed by lightning? But what is the matter with this lightning? How did I get reincarnated?" As the picture dissipated, his conscience was flat and whispered the questions he had had for more than three years.

After a while, the conscience sighed and said to himself: "It's been more than three years, and I can't figure it out." Forget it! Let it go, let it go completely! The tone was a little vicissitudes, slow, rhythmic, and as soon as the words were finished, there was a familiar sound of familiar footsteps approaching outside the bamboo house.

Immediately, he closed his eyes lightly, turned around slowly, opened his eyes, and the whole person had completely changed.

I saw that at this time, my conscience was filled with a lively smile, with some innocent eyes, and my whole body was full of vitality.

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The footsteps outside the bamboo door stopped, and with the sound of squeak, squeak, the bamboo door was gently pushed open, and it was a cute girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.

Seeing the girl, "Sister Feiyu, you are coming!" Qianxin shouted softly and walked forward, "Yes! I came to see Young Master Xin." Fei Yu smiled sweetly.

"Sister Fei Yu, is there something wrong! Asking the heart came to Fei Yu's side and asked, "Young Master Xin, you are so smart, master, let you go now"

"Sister Feiyu, is there something my father told me about?" The little face of the inquisitive heart looked at the girl very curiously, but there was a guess in his heart, could it be...... Fei Yu blinked at the beautiful eyes of the question, and said mischievously: "How would I know!" "Oh! yes? Sister Fei Yu, let's go!" The girl took a step forward and took the girl's hand, and the two walked out of the bamboo house......

Soon, I came to the front of a courtyard.

The courtyard in front of you looks basically the same size, but the distribution is a little different, but the overall view is well-organized, which is quite aesthetic.

As for the courtyard itself, the walls of the courtyard are grayish-white throughout, and the courtyard gate is a light orange color. Most of the houses in the courtyard are mainly attics, which are not high, only three or four floors. The overall appearance is very ordinary, there is no dazzling and brilliant bright color, but its body exudes a simple atmosphere that seems to have gone through countless long years, ancient, ordinary, but extraordinary.

The two of them came directly to a courtyard called Yunxue. When I walked into the courtyard gate, I saw a silver-haired woman watering flowers on the right. The woman is a mother with a heart, named Murong Xianxue. At this moment, Xian Xue raised her head consciously, revealing a soft face, and a smile was raising at the corner of her mouth.

The two of them came to Xian Xue's side, greeted him respectively, Xian Xue smiled and nodded, came to the front of Qianxin, squatted down, put the waterer to his side, stretched out his hand, and was about to touch his son's little face, suddenly, as if he realized something, his mind moved, so he took out a few tissues from the storage ring, wiped his wet hands, and then ravaged his face a few times, the movement was very gentle, and his eyes were full of doting.

The conscience of seeing all these in my eyes is very warm and very touching.

Although it is only a small detail, it is enough to explain a lot.

After staring at her for a moment, Xian Xue gently urged, "Xin'er, your father is still waiting for you!" "Okay, mother," she replied, looked at her mother a few times, and then turned and walked to the attic.

Xian Xue stared at her son's back until she left her sight, then she turned her head and looked at the maid Fei Yu: "Xiaoyu, you can help me water the flowers!" Okay, ma'am......

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A three-story tower-shaped attic with a heart of conscience entering through the main entrance.

The main entrance is actually the living room, there are only a few chairs, tea sets and some simple daily necessities in the living room, but the first thing that catches the eye is a slightly thin back of a man standing with his hands in his hands, the man's long black hair is neatly draped over his shoulders, wearing a black loose military uniform. The man's name is Xiaoyao Yuntian, and he is the third son of the head of the Xiaoyao family.

And as he pushed the door into the room, Yun Tian turned around, showing a slightly domineering face with a slight soft smile, and a pair of confident eyes that looked extremely powerful.

Father, what are you looking for me! After entering the house, Wenxin saw his father turn around, and walked towards Yun Tian while asking, "Well, that's the case, hasn't Xin'er always wanted to practice martial arts?...... Yun Tian looked at his son with both eyes and said in a friendly tone. The words didn't seem to be finished.

"Father, are you saying that I can practice martial arts now?" Conscience shouted excitedly, since he knew that this world was a world where he could gain great power by absorbing the energy between heaven and earth, the aura, and through it, he was extremely eager for it. Not only because this is a world dominated by force, but also because in his previous life, he had a longing for strength.

"I'm happy, but not now, but tomorrow. ”

Do I need to prepare something? No, it's already arranged for the Father.

Thank you, father, Xin'er, what do you say! What do we father and son needThank you......

The two fathers and sons exchanged words with me.

Well, and, suddenly, Yun Tian interjected: "Does Xin'er remember what day it is?" Today? asked Xinxin for a while: "Oh! It seems to be my birthday," "It's not like, today is Xin'er—your birthday." After today, Xin'er will be three years old, and tomorrow will be a new beginning! Tonight is a good celebration for Xin'er, and I hope that Xin'er can seriously practice martial arts, and only in the future can he achieve something......

Conscience looked at his father, and his heart seemed to be touched......

Let's go! Yuntian has come to his side in the heart of the heart. Oh! I subconsciously responded, just wanted to take a step, but suddenly reacted again, turned my head to look at Yuntian, and was a little puzzled: "Where are you going!"

When the father and son walked out of the house and reunited with Xian Xue, Yun Tian nodded to Xian Xue, and Xian Xue smiled slightly. If you want to let your conscience practice martial arts, Xian Xue must know, and as for whether her son doesn't want to...... , I didn't think about this, after all, I still know a lot about my son......