"I haven't seen my father for ten years, I don't know how he is now?"

Xiao Aotian's face was full of melancholy, his heart was very entangled, looking at the home close at hand, he wanted to go in but didn't dare to go in. He has always been very sensible, but ten years ago, after Xiao Aotian learned the truth on his eighteenth birthday, the resentment that had been suppressed in his heart for many years finally broke out, and he resolutely chose to run away from home and never came back for ten years.

Xiao Aotian didn't want to leave this warm home, but his father left him to embark on a road that didn't know life and death, and he was not the son of the Xiao family in the first place, and he had been burdened with ridicule for eighteen years. It wasn't until he saw the relics left by his biological father that Xiao Ao understood the reason.

His father, Ryujo, was not a magician, not a swordsman, or an archer, but a warrior in this world who was despised by the world. Who his mother was, Xiao Aotian didn't know, but he knew that his mother was definitely a water magician, but he didn't inherit his mother's physique, but instead inherited his father's martial arts physique.

The innate physique of a martial artist makes it impossible for him to condense the magic elements in his body, nor can he condense the sword qi required by the swordsman, so he can only condense the unique internal breath of the martial artist. It's just that he has never had a martial artist by his side, and he doesn't know how to condense his inner breath, and he doesn't know what a martial artist is.

Xiao Aotian has experienced too much in ten years, from an ordinary person who is nothing, to a martial artist that everyone disdains in the blink of an eye, which makes it difficult for him to accept. If he is an ordinary person, he can still achieve something, and he will never be ridiculed for the rest of his life. If he is a martial artist, then he is destined to be ignored for the rest of his life, which makes eighteen-year-old Xiao Aotian unbearable.

I thought that the relics left by my father to answer the doubts in my heart, it was not that he didn't want to become strong, but he couldn't do anything. This world is based on magic, and the warrior is the opposite of magic, and the warrior is the object of debasement for everyone in this world.

No matter what you achieve, you will be laughed at when you become a warrior. Therefore, the real warriors in this world have withered, or have disappeared from the city, and will no longer appear. Because they know that they have a low status, and they don't want to face the days of being ridiculed every day.

I'd rather give up a martial artist than become a martial artist, just ask Xiao Aotian, who is only eighteen years old, where does he know how to do it, he can't see his future, so it's better to leave. When he reappeared, it was ten years later, and he couldn't help but come to the door of his former home, and after hesitating for a long time, he decided to go home to see his adoptive father.

"Who?"

A doorbell rang, waking up the owner of the house, Xiao Aotian heard the familiar voice, and his eyes instantly turned red. Because that voice was his adoptive father Xiao Feng, he was anxiously waiting for the moment when the door opened, wanting to see his father with his own eyes.

The door opened slowly, and I was greeted by a wrinkled face, wearing a pair of glasses, gray hair covered with snow-white, dark clothes that were a little dirty, and had not been washed for some time, and was hunched. The father who used to hold his head high and his waist was always upright, but now his back is a little bent, his eyes are old, and his whole spirit is gone, and his father Xiao Feng has really aged a lot in the past ten years.

"Dad, I'm back!"

Xiao Aotian saw his father, who was much older, and his tears could no longer hold back from his eyes, and he knelt on the cold ground, hugging his father's legs and crying like a child. He really regretted that he should have said it in advance when he ran away from home, or find a proper reason to say it, so as not to let his father become like this, he was really too much of a jerk.

"Little ...... Xiaotian, is that you? Come, let Dad take a good look!"

Xiao Aotian's voice came into Xiao Feng's ears, and before he could look at his son's face, he saw Xiao Aotian kneeling on the ground, and the sad crying was like Xiao Tian who was once a child, especially the voice was exactly the same as Xiao Tian.

Ten years, a whole ten years, Xiao Aotian has no news, he sent people to inquire around but there has been no news, and he has spent the past ten years in regret. If he hadn't told Xiao Aotian about his life experience, then he wouldn't have run away from home, and there wouldn't have been so many things in the future, this home would still be that warm and happy home.

Xiao Feng helped Xiao Aotian up, looking at that familiar face, Xiao Feng cried excitedly, and he hugged Xiao Aotian tightly. Xiao Aotian was hugged by his father, and the warmth made his tears flow out again, and the father and son hugged and cried.

"Where the hell have you been all these years?"

Xiao Feng cried for a while, wiped away his tears, and looked at Xiao Aotian, who was taller than himself at this time, his appearance was the same as his friend, and his eyes were different from before. Xiao Feng sighed with emotion, lamenting that ten years had passed too quickly, and saddened that he had not participated in his son's growth in the past ten years.

"It's a long story!" Xiao Aotian said mischievously, "Dad, you can't do this, count me as if I haven't come back for ten years, and you can't turn me away! ”

"Nonsense, you are my son, how can you be an old man who doesn't want your own son. Xiao Feng scolded with a smile.

Xiao Aotian was just like when he was a child, he would make himself happy when he was unhappy, and he also understood the reason why Xiao Aotian was talking, but he also remembered that he had been outside for a long time, so he hurriedly pulled Xiao Aotian into the door, and even forgot to close the door, or Xiao Aotian closed it easily.

At the moment when Xiao Aotian came back, Xiao Feng became much more cheerful, and the knot in his heart for many years was slowly untied at this moment. Xiao Aotian saw his father smiling, and he was also very happy. If he was given a choice, he would still choose Xiao Feng as his father, even if he was an adoptive father, his feelings would always exist, and his feelings could not be deceived.

It is not clear whether his biological father is dead or alive, but nine times out of ten he is gone, and Xiao Feng is the only father in this world. Even after ten years away from home, he has experienced a lot of things, and he still thinks about this family and his relatives at home.

What Xiao Feng wants to do now is to ask Xiao Aotian where he has gone all these years, why he ran away from home back then, and why he didn't tell them. Because Xiao Aotian ran away from home, Xiao Feng searched for ten years, but there was no news.

If there is anyone who knows the most well-connected, it is naturally Xiao Feng, whose students are all over the country. As long as Xiao Feng asks for something, he will definitely go all out to help find it. For ten years, Xiao Feng waited for Xiao Aotian to return home every day, hoping to find others, and the disappointments again and again made Xiao Feng even more worried, worried that Xiao Aotian would be like his biological father Long Cheng, who was also his best friend, and would never return.

When he saw Xiao Aotian come back, he was really a little unbelievable, and found that his son seemed to be a different person, which made Xiao Feng want to know what Xiao Aotian had experienced over the years.