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After getting off the subway, Soray has already arrived in Fuyuki City from Tokyo. Soray jogged back along the familiar road. Sorey, who was enjoying the beautiful scenery on the road, lost track of time, after all, Tokyo was too crowded and noisy, and it still didn't have the warm feeling of a small city. After about an hour of jogging, Soray arrived at his destination with ease.

This is a relatively large church, which is considered to be the longest in such a city, and there are no more than ten churches in Tokyo that exceed the size of this church. Sorey looked up at the familiar place at the door, and then walked in quickly, and immediately saw Yan Fengqi, who was giving mass to people, that is, Sorey's own father.

Sorey's father, Yan Feng Qili, naturally reflected the existence of the incoming in, and suddenly showed an unknown chuckle. Then he stopped looking at his son and continued to celebrate Mass for the believers who came

At this time, Yan Feng Qili had already finished all the things that should be busy, and then Qili looked at his son who was waiting for him behind him, and the corners of his mouth glanced slightly.

"I'm back, Father." Soray smiled and stared at his father in front of him, and greeted Qili calmly.

"Well, it's good to come back." Your mother misses you very much, and she always thinks about you. Qili smiled and walked up to Sorey, rubbed his head gently, and then led Soray to the living room with a smile.

"How is your life lately?" Walking on the way to the living room, Qili asked her son kindly, and at the same time, her expression returned to the usual plainness.

"It's not bad, but the master has been a little too messy lately." Sorey seemed to think of the orange's method again, and his face was a little ugly for a moment, but Soray hid his wry smile well during the conversation.

"Hehe" that person is indeed very difficult to serve, and it is really a difficult thing for you to be that person's apprentice. ”

"yes." Soray didn't understand what his father meant, so he just asked casually, and he answered casually.

After walking for a moment, Soray and Qili walked into the interior of the hall. Finally, the person who made Sorey the most excited appeared, Aldaisia, who was reclining on the couch and pretending to sleep. That quiet figure made Soray almost can't help but feel sad, looking at his mother who has not seen him for more than a month, Sorey's heart is very uncomfortable at this time.

"Huh~? It's Sorey! "Oh my God! When are you coming back baby! "Come here, come here, let Mom take a closer look." As if there was some connection, as soon as the father and son entered the house, Aldaisia woke up from her false sleep, opened her hazy and lovely sleepy eyes, and saw her son who had been separated for a long time, Aldaisia seemed very excited.

"That's it! Mother, calm down and let me go!! ”

"Solei, it's been a little slow lately~."

"I know, Mother!"

Sorey finally broke his head free from his mother Altesia's arms, and looked at his mother with some caution, he didn't want Aldaisia to come for a while, he would feel guilty.

"Hehe, little Soray has also grown up, and now I know that I'm shy~, Qili, let's find a fiancée for Soray in a while, right? Well~ What do you think? Although Sorey struggled out of Aldesia's arms, the whole person was still sitting on Aldesia's lap, gently hugged by her. Then, as if seeing through Sorey's embarrassment and uneasiness, Aldaisia blinked slyly, so she suddenly had a plan in her heart, and immediately consulted with her husband. ”

"—alas!" What are you doing here, now pay attention to the supremacy of **. **Love and**marriage, do you still plan to arrange an arranged marriage for your parents? In short, I'm not a unified mother!! Soray saw that the situation was even worse, his mother was actually cheating on himself, he didn't want an arranged marriage, it was a little scary to think about, so he immediately raised the banner of opposition.

"I agree with this, it's nice to have a fiancée." The father Qili, who was standing opposite, also nodded indifferently, seemingly very much in favor of his wife Altesia's proposal.

"Hahaha, you guys had a really good chat, I don't know what you're talking about?" Just then, from outside the hall, an elderly priest walked in. Wearing a simple bishop's uniform and melon seed face, he is about seventy or eighty years old. I saw that his eyes were bright, but the old man felt like a pine still standing, and his steps towards Soray were like flowing clouds. The hidden momentum is as majestic as Mount Tai, but it does not leak at all, and it seems that he is already a peak technical master.

"Grandpa, I know you definitely don't want a granddaughter-in-law right now, right? I'm still young. It's only nine years old, right? Seeing the old man arrive quickly, Soray said with a burst of joy on his face.

"Haha, I also think my fiancée is very good, you kid also have to work hard, just let grandpa and I be grandpa!" When the dressed bishop in front of him heard Sorey's proposal, he instantly figured out the word fiancée, and his dark pupils became many times brighter for a while, and he didn't even think about it for a moment and was ready to prepare his fiancée for Sorey.

The old man who seemed to be a bishop was Sorey's grandfather, Yan Feng Lizheng, Yan Feng Qili's father. Priest of the Eighth Secret Order of the Templar Church, Bishop of the Church of Yanfeng. As a monk who has attained enlightenment through asceticism, he has given himself the task of "recovering the holy relics scattered around the world" as a test for his pilgrimage, and has traveled all over the world. The master of Bajiquan is also the one who leads the introduction of Qili. In fact, in terms of boxing attainments, he is even better than Qili.

However, Lizheng's boxing is for self-training and seeking the Tao, and for him, who is not a "substitute", the purpose is the act of fighting itself, and he has no experience in killing arts. Therefore, the number of times in the Shura field where there is an exchange of fights with the Dead Apostles or something is even more tragic as a son's ceremony. Of course, he has nothing to do with magic, and he can't rely on strengthening ** to use magic boxing like Qili -- but in Qili's view, in the sense of "orthodox Bajiquan", he should think that his father's level as a boxer is higher than his own. It's not just a killing fist.,It's an old man who accumulates experience in pursuit of a higher realm and successfully arrives.。

Yan Feng Lizheng, who has already seen through life and even reached the realm of Taoism, is indeed overjoyed in the second half of his life. First of all, he had a fifty son, which was a great joy for him. Yan Fenglizheng, who was almost killed, has already seen through it, and is not obsessed with the issue of heirs and descendants, and is preparing to bury his hard work

tried to do something else, but he didn't expect that his son Yan Feng Qili was born soon after.

Yan Feng Qili is the perfect son for Lizheng, due to the defects in personality and roots. made the young Qili hung up on the name of genius, and entered the Templar Church to learn what it was called, suppressing countless peers. In addition to not being obsessed with women, he is simply the best fanatic.,Because it's old, Zi Lizheng is naturally very careful.。

But just a few years ago, something came that made him even happier, his son Yan Feng Qili gave birth to a son, that is, his grandson Yan Feng Lizheng. The existence named Yan Feng Xu said, happiness came too suddenly, even Yan Feng Lizheng, a steady martial arts master, couldn't calm down. After all, even he himself didn't expect that he would have given birth to a genius son in his fifties. This genius son is excellent everywhere, just like a saint, but the only flaw is that he is not close to women. Yan Fengli, who thought that he would not survive the birth of his grandson, was excited for a year when he heard about the birth of his grandson. The original fear of the aftermath has now become a huge contrast, and it is very immediate.

"Qili!" "Come with me tonight to meet the owner of the spirit vein of Futsuki City, the head of the Tosaka family, Tosaka Shichen."

"Oh?" Is it father? Is it to solve this problem? All right. As a Qili with no purpose, it is natural that this kind of seemingly interesting incident will not be spared

Tosaka is a famous magic family with a long history, and it is said that the magic surname is transformation. The magicians of the Tosaka family can use the magic of this special surname to store their magic power in the gem, and then take it out to use magic when needed.

I am good at accumulation, flow, change of power.

The ancestors of the Tosaka family, who believed in the ** religion, originally belonged to the Templar Church, so they intersected with the Yanfeng family, who also belonged to the Templar Church, and the two families belonged to the world. Because he has a bit of an identity in the Templar Church, and he is a magician, he is treated preferentially by the Magic Association, and because he has a communication channel between the two organizations, he has the status of the manager of Fuyuki.

The generations before Tosaka actively converted the land they controlled to commercial land, and those who used it were successful because of their "wealth and prosperity" for some reason, which allowed the Tosaka family to receive a large amount of taxes.

On the other hand, the Magic Society in London operates a patent for magic. Shichen once registered for the "magic trick of simplifying magic", so although it was little by little, there was a royalty income every month, and with that income, the Tosaka family was maintained. Therefore, Rin's father, Tosaka Tokitomi's generation, has a large amount of savings in funds and magic products.

The Tosaka family is a bourgeoisie, and holds many magic patents (magic theory, magic style), so they earn quite a lot. Even if Rin doesn't do anything, there is no doubt that he will have an annual income of 10 million yuan. (To be continued.) )