"According to insiders, on the evening of December 24, a large-scale armed battle took place in the financial and economic center of the Golden Eagle Empire, the free port of Yoocheng, and a terrorist attack was suspected to have occurred, and as of 2:43 Xuanjing time, no relevant organization has yet expressed responsibility for this matter......

In the Xingcheng Garden Community, in the three-story building of An's family, An's father An Jianzhong was watching TV intently.

The sofa looked a little petite under his burly body.

Click~

With the sound of a key spinning in the door lock, An Jianzhong's body shook.

Pushing open the door, An Qisheng glanced at the kitchen with the lights on, and said in a low voice, "Dad, Mom, I'm back." ”

At half past two in the morning, only his house was lit up in the entire villa area.

"It's good to be back."

An Jianzhong got up and took his son's suitcase and put it aside, looking at his son, who was getting thinner and thinner, and his waist was not as thick as his legs, the corners of his eyes were red.

An's father is tall and close to 1.9 meters, and he is very burly because of his perennial martial arts practice, and he is a very big man in North China.

"Kiki is back?"

With an exclamation, a middle-aged woman wearing an apron rushed out of the kitchen.

"Mom."

An Qisheng had a headache: "How old am I, you still call me Qiqi......."

"Kiki, you're skinny again."

An's mother's hands trembled, and tears flowed down her face.

Although I knew it by video with my son this year, it was still extremely heartbreaking to see my son lose weight like this.

"My son finally came back once, why are you crying!"

An Jianzhong glared, he couldn't see this the most:

"Go cook, my son should be hungry."

"Qiqi, Mom is going to cook, you and your dad will sit down first."

Mother Ann wiped her tears and walked into the kitchen.

"Dad, you and Mom have been doing well lately."

Akison sat on the couch and pressed the remote control, and the paused news began to play again.

"It's all good."

An Jianzhong picked up an orange and handed it to his son:

"Don't talk about us, your health hasn't deteriorated anymore, has you? I've heard that there seems to be a case like yours in the Golden Eagle National Covenant City, why don't we go and have a look? ”

"No need to go, I know my illness."

An Qisheng peeled the orange and looked calm:

"For the rest of the time, let me stay with you."

There are two kinds of so-called terminal diseases, one is motor neuron disease, cancer and other diseases that cannot be overcome temporarily, and the other is the incurable disease commonly known as strange diseases.

This kind of disease may not be more difficult to treat than the previous one, but it is very rare, such as his disease, it is so rare that the doctor discusses the naming right with him.

There is no precedent, no cure, no experience, no cause.

Even if he lives in Daxuan's best military hospital, those best doctors can only watch him get weaker and weaker, and they can't do anything.

There seems to be a black hole in his body, and no amount of tonic can catch up with the passage.

In just one year, he lost more than 30 pounds, and his shape was erect.

According to the doctor, in another year at most, he will be a skeleton.

"It's good that the Golden Eagle Country hasn't been peaceful recently, and it seems to have suffered a terrorist attack....."

Anjian Center sighed and felt powerless.

In the past, even in the face of extremely vicious criminals, he had never been so powerless.

As both father and son fell silent, the atmosphere in the room became heavy, and only the news was still on TV.

"Terrorist attacks? Didn't all the bearded men be killed? ”

Akisheng feigned curiosity and broke the silence.

"Didn't there be a news yesterday that the statue of the goddess of the Golden Eagle Kingdom disappeared? Later, although the rumors were refuted as fake news, someone photographed a large-scale armed battle at the Free Port of Yojo, and more than a dozen planes crashed. ”

An Jianzhong picked up the remote control and pressed it, and the screen jumped to the news broadcast before:

"However, this has not yet been recognized by the Golden Eagle Country."

An Qisheng looked at it, only to see the smoke on the shaking screen, the land rolled up, and the wreckage of the plane was faintly visible:

"The Golden Eagle Country has always regarded itself as the world's policeman, and if this kind of thing happens this time, the retaliation must be terrible, no matter what the organization, there will be trouble."

There have been quite a few terrorist attacks in the Golden Eagle Country, but it can cause such a lot of damage and casualties, which makes An Qisheng a little surprised.

"Yes, I haven't organized it to admit it until now, and it's obvious that the next revenge will be terrible."

An Jianzhong nodded.

The Golden Eagle Country and Daxuan are called the two poles of the world, separated by the ocean, and any other small countries and forces will not be their opponents.

Any terrorist organization that jumps out will be crushed to death.

"Lao An, the meal is ready, and I won't come to serve the food yet."

In the kitchen, An's mother shouted.

"It's coming!"

An Jianzhong held down his son who wanted to get up and strode into the kitchen.

Hairy crabs, braised pork, pork ribs, beef soup, meals are not only abundant, but also generous.

"Qiqi, you eat more."

An's mother sandwiched a piece of pork ribs and gave it to An Qisheng: "How thin have you become." ”

"Mom, I'll do it myself."

Looking at the bowl full of dishes, An Qisheng smiled bitterly and moved the dishes and chopsticks.

His amount of food was already very large, which was bigger than An's father, who practiced martial arts all year round, and after he got sick, the amount of food increased dramatically.

One meal can eat the amount of an average person for three days.

After a while, the meal had been swept away by him.

"Go to bed early, the martial arts fair will start tomorrow, let your dad take you to see it."

In the bedroom, An's mother made a bed for An Qisheng and urged him to go to bed quickly.

"Martial arts fair?"

An Qisheng's heart moved.

The Great Xuanwu style is quite prosperous, far from being comparable to the previous life, and the Wushu Association will hold an expo every year across the country to introduce the development of the Great Xuanwu and display the cultural relics left by the predecessors.

I just didn't expect that it would be Xingcheng's turn.

"I see, you can go to sleep too."

Seeing off An's mother, An Qisheng lay on the bed, still pondering the ability he had awakened.

Along the way, he thought for a long time.

He felt that it was not that he could not see Gu Changfeng's past, but that he lacked the necessary medium.

As for the desired medium.

Gu Changfeng died in the war, and he didn't even have a body, so he had to work what he left behind.

He originally planned to take the time to go to the Demon Capital Martial Arts General Hall to look for it after returning home this time.

It was a coincidence that this martial arts expo was launched.

As the first person in martial arts in the past three hundred years, Gu Changfeng's status in the Daxuan martial arts world naturally goes without saying.

The martial arts expo naturally can't avoid him.

"Kiki, you're not sleeping yet!"

An mother's knock on the door interrupted An Qisheng's train of thought.

"Just sleep."

Pressing the light, An Qisheng naturally put on the posture of sleeping with the dragon and fell asleep quickly.

.......

Early the next morning, An Qisheng woke up on time and drove away with An's father towards the martial arts expo.

"It is impossible to know when martial arts began, but the real establishment of the martial arts system was finally determined three hundred years ago, after Mr. Gu founded the Central Martial Arts Museum, and exchanged the boxing of various sects with the martial arts masters, and it has been used to this day."

Waiting for the interval between the traffic lights, An Jianzhong spoke:

"The six realms of boxing, light, dark, and transformation, Dan, Gang, and God!"