disappeared for eight years, Chen Qingyang crawled back with a serious injury, Chen Bailang spent a lot of money, and even did not hesitate to use force, invited the best team of doctors in the world to save him, and forcibly pulled him back from the ghost gate.

Afterwards, when everyone asked Chen Qingyang where he had gone in the past eight years and why he was so seriously injured, Chen Qingyang did not say a word about it, and no one could do anything about it.

Later, under the old lady's soft grinding and hard bubbles, Chen Qingyang was a little relieved, it turned out that he had been a soldier in the Chinese army all these years, as for how he joined the army back then, and which military region he served, he never refused to reveal half a word.

For this reason, Chen Bailang also used his connections to retrieve Chen Qingyang's files in the army, but he was shocked by the reply he received, except for knowing that Chen Qingyang served in the Southwest Military Region, all other file information was blank, and it was useless for him to trust the relationship.

What shocked Chen Bailang even more was that he had a bodyguard by his side, who had been with him for more than 20 years, and it was rumored that he was a descendant of the Qing Dynasty's martial arts champion, and his force value was very perverted, and he told Chen Bailang that Chen Qingyang's injuries were at least caused by a master of his level.

After that, Chen Bailang no longer asked Chen Qingyang about his disappearance for eight years, which also became an unrelieved mystery for the Chen family.

After breakfast, Chen Qingyang changed into sportswear and went out for a run.

Half a year ago, his body had just improved, Chen Qingyang insisted on getting up every morning to run, running for two hours, although the speed was not fast, but it also made Chen Qingyang, who had just recovered from a serious illness, feel very difficult, and almost squeezed out all his physical strength after every run.

Along the familiar mountain road, Chen Qingyang took a step and ran, the speed was not fast, not much faster than a normal person's walking, but the movements were very coordinated, and the amplitude of each step was basically the same.

"Brother Yang, morning."

After running for a while, a young man in a white tracksuit greeted him, compared to Chen Qingyang, a person who disappeared when he was thrown into a pile, the young man in front of him was like a star emitting a blazing light.

He is one meter eight tall, has a handsome face that makes women jealous, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a smile with a hint of coldness, he is full of an aristocratic atmosphere, which is definitely not something that ordinary families can cultivate.

Such a perfect man is definitely the protagonist who exudes the spirit of the king in the novel.

Chen Qingyang nodded slightly, and then continued to run, the perfect man followed him slowly, such a scene has lasted for nearly two months.

After running a mountain road, Chen Qingyang took out a bronze old-fashioned pocket watch, this pocket watch was one of the two things he brought back after eight years of disappearance, the perfect man once laughed at Chen Qingyang for actually using such an outdated thing, and after being glared at by him viciously, he didn't dare to say more than half a word.

Looking at the time, one hour and forty minutes, twenty minutes faster than yesterday, it seems that his body has recovered a lot.

"Niangniang, I remember that you studied at Fuhai University, right?" Chen Qingyang leaned against a big tree on the side of the road and asked, his eyes looking straight ahead, and there was a depth in his eyes that did not match his age.

Every time I hear the title of "Niangniang", the muscles on the perfect man's face will twitch, his real name is Nangong Liang, when he was a child, when he was a child, there was a classmate in the class who did not distinguish between "n" and "l" and called him Nangong Niang, and since then "Niangniang" has become Nangong Liang's second name.

"Well, it's a senior after school starts, what's wrong?" Nangong Liang just stood up after doing fifty push-ups and asked, his face was not red and he was not panting.

"Next semester, I will also go to study at Fuhai University." Chen Qingyang's voice retracted and said lightly, with a hint of expectation at the corner of his eyes.

"Kz genuine * i debut,

"What? You're not kidding, I remember you didn't go to the college entrance examination when you came back, right? Nangong Liang asked in surprise.

"It's just a piece of paper, I've already asked Chen Bailang to help me get it." Chen Qingyang shrugged and said.

Nangong Liang suddenly woke up, with Chen Qingyang's ability to be his son, not to mention just an admission letter, even if it was a graduation certificate from Fuhai University, as long as Chen Qingyang needed it, it would be placed next to his bedside tonight.

"By the way, what's going on with the goblin?" Chen Qingyang asked.

"The two of them are much more productive than us now, the goblin heard that she has begun to take over her family business, the last time I called her for half a minute, she said that she lost at least 10 million, so scared that I didn't dare to look for her for two months, Shanzi is even more awesome, he has been training in the army for six years, and there is a grandfather who is a general who is checking for him, it can be said that he is on the rise, no accident, at the end of this year, there should be two bars and one star on his shoulders." Nangong Liang said with a smile.

Hearing the news of the two, Chen Qingyang's face also slowly showed a smile, and his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of nostalgia.

Back then, he, Nangong Liang, Zhao Zushan, and Qiao Xiaodemon were called the four demon kings of the four mixed worlds, fighting, gambling, smoking and drinking, they had done all kinds of rebellious things, and often did them, which gave the school a headache, but it was not easy to deal with, no way, who let the family background of the four of them be more awesome than the other.