When night fell, Zhong Xiao returned home depressed, and Aunt Wang, who had been specially invited to take care of her daughter, couldn't wait, and when she saw him come back, she just confessed: The child had already eaten, and after falling asleep in the room, he left in a hurry.

He slowly took off his shoes, his rain-soaked feet stepped on the floor, leaving one mark after another, the rain drops on his body fell, and the cold wrapped his whole body, but he didn't know it, but he carefully pushed open the door of his daughter's room, and saw her delicate sleeping face, sadness could no longer be suppressed at this moment, tears flowed down his resolute cheeks mixed with the rain, he sat on the ground, stretched out his cold hand and wanted to touch her face, but when he was about to touch it, he shrank back like an electric shock.

"Duoduo, I'm sorry, it's Daddy's bad that I couldn't leave Mom behind!" his voice was unusually low, and he leaned against the side of her bed tremblingly, for fear of waking her up, for fear of soaking her bed.

I don't know how long it took, the rain outside finally stopped, and he was also tired, leaning on the corner of the bed, falling asleep, but this sleep was extremely unstable, sometimes frowning, sometimes showing a smile, sometimes stretching out his hands, as if trying to grasp something.

"Don't go—"

The hands in the air, the poignant call woke Zhong Xiao up, the dampness on his body made him shiver involuntarily, and then looked at his daughter, but seeing her frowning slightly, turning over and falling asleep again, his panicked mood was much relieved at this moment.

Then he entered the bathroom, and after a short time he walked out in a bathrobe, but he was attracted by the sudden light outside the window, and he couldn't help but look up at the clock on the wall, the hands stopped at zero o'clock, it was midnight, and the window was as bright as day.

He cautiously approached, and the closer he got to the window, the more he could realize that this light was not a fixed white light, but a collision of white and purple, which made him more and more surprised and curious.

When he walked to the window, everything outside the window shocked him, only to see two old men standing out of thin air, one wearing a white robe, snow-white hair, a kind face, every wave of the dust in his hand drove a powerful force, attacking the other old man in a black robe, he couldn't see the latter's face clearly, but he could feel his terror, his whole body exuded purple light, and with his bare hands, every blow of the old man in the white robe was blocked out of his body. Such an incredible scene directly made Zhong Xiao's eyes straighten, and he even forgot to hide himself, after all, such an earth-shattering scene is not something anyone can see.

Sure enough, the two people outside the window found him, but they didn't show surprise because of Zhong Xiao's abnormality, the movements of their hands became more and more violent, and even the aftermath had fallen on the surrounding high-rise buildings, he saw with his own eyes that the glass on the window of the opposite building shattered, causing many people to turn on the lights, and the debris all over the ground made their faces full of puzzlement, and then more and more glass shattered, making them feel unprecedented fear, and soon someone called the police, and many people gathered downstairs, but still no one found the two people who were still in the fierce battle。

This strange feeling made Zhong Xiao a little excited, he never thought of himself as a special being, but what happened now seemed to tell him that he was different from others. You must know that he has always had an extraordinary trust and fascination with those Xiuzhen novels, so he has always worked on the covers of such novels, but no matter what, he is still an ordinary person now, and now this kind of shocking picture is only visible to him, which makes him feel frightened and exciting at the same time.

Boom –

Suddenly, the two people fighting continued to rise, far exceeding the tall building, Zhong Xiao opened the window of the balcony, poked his head out, just in time to see the two old men at the same time issued a powerful blow, purple and white violently collided, so that a huge buzz sounded in the sky, everyone subconsciously fled, looking for a place to protect themselves.

At the same time, a purple light passed through all the obstacles of the space and appeared in front of Zhong Xiao, before he understood what was going on, the purple light drilled into his body, and then a whisk appeared in front of his eyes, he knew that this was the weapon of the white-robed old man, only to see that the whisk suddenly went straight like a sword, and quickly penetrated from his abdomen, and he only had time to complain in his heart: "You two are dead, why do you want to pull Lao Tzu as a back?" , and then he was hit by a pain that he had never felt before, and he fainted to the ground.

At this moment, the white-robed old man appeared in front of him, looking at his face turning pale from pain, he couldn't help but sigh: "Don't blame me, if I don't do this, I'm afraid that these five realms will be in chaos again!"

"Daddy—" Duoduo was woken up by the previous voice, rubbing his eyes and walking towards the living room.

The old man couldn't help but be shocked the moment he saw her, and then looked at the bell flute on the ground, and at this moment he didn't know whether what he was doing was right or wrong.

"Dad——, why are you sleeping on the ground, get up!" Duoduo trotted over when he saw him, and kept slapping his face, but found that he couldn't wake him up no matter what, and couldn't help crying in fear.

The old man couldn't bear it, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were put together in the center of her eyebrows, and she fell asleep again, he carried her into the bedroom, and his petite and soft body made the old man's movements more and more gentle. Then he walked out of the room and looked at Zhong Xiao, who still couldn't hide his pain, and stretched out his right hand.

"Alas, everything is fate, for the sake of that child, I will help you once, and you will have to rely on yourself in the future, but once you ...... I hope it doesn't happen!" the old man said his last words, and then gradually disappeared in place.

Then the black-robed man appeared in front of him, felt his body, and couldn't help but sneer and stretched out his hands, and the faint purple light continued to shine, gradually sinking into the depths of his body.