"Is Mian'er unwell?" Han Qingrong greeted absentmindedly, but his eyes passed through the crack in the door as if he was looking for something.

"I was a little tired today, so I rested earlier, I don't know what happened to my mother?" Huo Mian still had no intention of inviting Han Qingrong in.

Han Qingrong knew that there was someone hiding in his house, but he didn't tell the truth, in fact, both of them knew what the other was thinking.

Twenty-one years ago......

On the day Huo Mian was born, Huo Zhengyong, an old man who had always been obsessed with strange arts, accidentally broke his leg when he was out running a businessman, and when Huo Zhengyong was carried back to Huo's mansion, the midwife was holding the young master who was born white and fat out of the delivery room full of blood.

As a result, the birth of this young master was covered with a layer of mystery.

Huo Zhengyong was overjoyed with his son, but he couldn't laugh anymore.

The arrival of this son, whether it is a blessing or a curse, Huo Zhengyong, who has always been obsessed with strange arts, spent a lot of money to invite the most respected mage in Kecheng at that time to come to Huo Mansion as a guest, and intended to ask the mage to count it for his eldest son.

The mage looked at the young master who had not been born long ago, but he began to frown.

"I'm afraid the situation in Huo Mansion is about to rise!" The mage left a word and walked away.

At that time, Huo Zhengyong was in a state of mind, and he was determined to slash this ominous child, he broke his leg as soon as he was born, that is, he was a disaster star, so he couldn't be left!

Huo Zhengyong looked at Han Qingrong, who was still haggard in confinement, but his heart suddenly softened, and at this time, the face of the sleeping baby in his arms was so peaceful, after all, blood is thicker than water, Huo Zhengyong never went down ruthlessly, so Huo Zhengyong sent the child to Ermiao for foster care overnight, hoping that the blessings in the temple could purify the child's filth.

In this way, Huo Fu was born peacefully for two years.

But in such a peaceful situation, it was Han Qingrong who washed his face with tears all day long, and Huo Zhengyong always felt ashamed of Han Qingrong, so he gradually alienated her.

Han Qingrong watched his sister Mrs. Lian become more and more favored, but his heart gradually darkened.

On the day that Mrs. Lian gave birth, the house was busy, and it was even more sensational than the day Han Qingrong gave birth.

It's a pity that Mrs. Lian gave birth to a young lady.

This made Han Qingrong, who was suffering day and night, feel a little better.

originally thought that the days would go on like this, but suddenly one day, the mage who had threatened that there would be a storm in Huo Mansion suddenly came to visit Huo Mansion again! He was also holding a child who was learning to walk.

Huo Zhengyong greeted the mage ceremoniously, but the mage only left one sentence: "It's a blessing or a curse, this kid's relationship with the Huo family can't be avoided, and look at what kind of prosperity he brings to the Huo Mansion!" ”

The mage left the child and left in a hurry again, Huo Zhengyong pondered the meaning of the mage's words repeatedly, and gradually rejoiced in his heart: "It seems that this child is a lucky star!" ”

So he hurriedly asked his subordinates to push him back to the study, and almost looked through the entire study of the Huo family, before he gave the young master a resounding name: Huo Mian!

This little young master of Fuxing has just returned home, and the fable has been fulfilled, and the Nan family, which has a fierce competition with the Huo family, lost a fire at night, and hundreds of people lost their lives, leaving only the lady of the main room who went to the Ermiao Temple to give birth and the young master Nan Shikun who accompanied him.

Since then, the Nan family has gradually moved towards loneliness, and the disastrous Huo family has taken advantage of the situation to annex the commercial line of the Nan family, and since then it has been prosperous and prosperous!

Huo Mian's background has brought blessings to the Huo family, who have been in business for a hundred years, and has become a star-studded existence, but the young Huo Mian knows that he has been abandoned in the past, and Mrs. Lian has worked tirelessly to instill in him all the things he remembers, planting a deep seed in his young heart.

Huo Mian was still standing in front of the door, Han Qingrong's face was a little anxious, so he stopped beating around the bush and said: "The star stone in the Huo family ancestral hall is bright, I have calculated with the star master, so I will hide in this house, you can hand over the person quickly!" ”

Huo Mian still said calmly: "My Lingyun Pavilion doesn't have the person you are looking for!" ”

"Impossible! What Xingshi refers to must be the body of Nangui Xing, why doesn't King Xuan let me wait to bring someone into the house to have a look?! "The middle-aged mage known as the Star Lord seems to be a little anxious.

A bolt of lightning split the night again, and Huo Mian's gloomy face was filled with endless gloomy aura, he was like a lion that could roar at any time, and he was suppressing himself extremely much at this time.

He hated these self-righteous mages, and he wanted to kill them all!

Huo Mian suddenly pulled up the blue sword on his waist, and suddenly there was a roar of thunder, lightning and thunder, and the light of the sword glowed with a cold cold light, Han Qingrong had never seen Huo Mian like this, and he was also shocked by his arrogance for a while.

Suddenly, hundreds of gold-armored warriors rushed in from all directions, and Han Qingrong and the mage star lord surrounded dozens of sturdy family members.

The sword of the gold-armored warrior is unsheathed and aggressive.

"Mian'er, what do you mean by that?" Han Qingrong's heart seemed to have been pierced with a needle, which made her heart ache.

"Mother, please go back!"

"What if I have to bring someone in and search for it?" Han Qingrong's gaze was like a sharp blade, staring straight at Huo Mian's dark and deep eyes.

"Then I'll have to take you all down." Huo Mian's voice was cold and abnormal, and there was no half-hearted mother-son affection.

"Good ......" Han Qingrong's sword-sharp eyes dimmed in an instant, and suddenly stumbled a few steps, and Chun Tao hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

"Let's go, let's go back." Han Qingrong's voice instantly seemed to collapse, and he was about to go back after speaking, but Chun Tao helped Han Qingrong down the steps slowly.

"Madam, how can there be a second chance like this?!" The mage star lord persuaded her behind Han Qingrong's back, hoping that she would change her mind, but Han Qingrong did not stop for half a minute.

"Madam, are you ignoring the comfort of the Huo family?" The mage still refuses to give up.

"Shut up!" Huo Mian grabbed the mage's collar with one hand and lifted him up.

Han Qingrong's back paused, stopped, and said, "What does the rise and fall of the Huo family have to do with me?" What is the honor to me? No matter how strong I am, I'm still a mother after all, Star Lord, go back! ”

The star lord's damp collar was lifted by Huo Mian and tightened into the flesh, making him secretly feel pain.

Eight years ago, the star stone was accidentally lost, so that the Huo family missed the opportunity to find Nanguixing, since then, Han Qingrong tried every means to inquire about the whereabouts of Nanguixing, and asked countless mages to predict the support of Nanguixing.

However, the star lord does have some ability, otherwise how could he stand out among the many mages and live until now.

But in Huo Mian's eyes, these people are a group of crazy people!