After hanging up the phone, Lian Fei leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to recuperate, as his brain emptied, the man's thoughts were brought back more than a thousand years ago...

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"Leng Yan, as the heir of the Leng family, you should look like an heir!"

"Yan'er, my good boy, grandpa's time is running out, you must keep this secret..."

"None of your Leng family will die well!"

"Young master, too old man, he went..."

"Greetings to the young master..."

"Young master, save..."

"No!"

"Whew..."

Lian Fei woke up from his dream, his shirt was already soaked with cold sweat, and in the living room where the lights were not turned on, only the sound of the man's rapid breathing remained.

Lian Fei wiped the sweat from his face, got up from the sofa and went to the bathroom to take a shower in silence.

Lian Fei is not his real name, his name is Leng Yan, he is the future heir of the Leng Consortium, the young master of the hidden family in that world, and the founder of the later Magic Academy.

It was only after being inexplicably brought into the world of a thousand years ago by a book that he really believed what his grandfather said when he was dying.

"Yan'er, our real home is not here..."

This is the most common thing that grandpa says, but it is also the one he can't understand the most.

It wasn't until his grandfather was dying that he found the book for the old man in order to fulfill his last wish.

And that day was also the day when the mother came back for revenge.

The Leng Consortium has gone from being unknown to becoming the overlord of the powerful side in just a few decades, how can the darkness in it be clear in one or two sentences.

Seeing his mother again, Leng Yan only felt strange to the woman in front of him, and the woman looked at him in the eyes... There is only hate.

She held Leng Yan, who was only twelve years old, hostage, just to get back her share of the property, the cold dagger was attached to her neck, but Leng Yan didn't feel a trace of fear.

Later, the woman was arrested, he fell unconscious, and when he woke up, his grandfather was gone.

The book did not reach the old man until the end, and he put it away, until ten years later, when he received a letter from his grandfather.

There are a lot of mentions in the letter, cultivating immortals, magic, hidden families... The book is not mentioned.

Because of this letter, Leng Yan took out the book again, and wanted to put the letter in, but he lost consciousness the moment he opened the book.

When he woke up again, he became the young master of the hermit family...

Most of what happened afterwards was recorded in books, and for more than a thousand years, he became the most mysterious and legendary figure.

Even if he had the ability to go back, he never thought of returning to that world, until more than 600 years ago, when he advanced to become a god, he received a revelation from the Heavenly Dao: the two souls of another world appeared, and the heavens and the earth finally opened.

It was this revelation that let him know that there was another person in this world who was also from another world, but he didn't know who this person was or where he was.

Later, the Leng family had an accident, and when he got the news and hurried back, the Leng family had disappeared.

In the following four hundred years, he never gave up looking for the traces of the Leng family, perhaps it was the providence of heaven that he got a message nine years ago that the Snow Cloud Palace of the Leng family was very likely to be in the small secret realm of Rongjing.

In order not to reveal his identity, Leng Yan did not use his network, but lurked in the Nangong family for eight years, just to obtain a place in the Rongjing Small Secret Realm.

It is precisely because of this that there was that chance encounter in the underground palace, and Qianqiao's inadvertent word "painting boat" made him roughly guess the identity of the girl...

Rinsing the chaotic brain with cold water, Leng Yan couldn't remember the last time he dreamed about this, if it wasn't for taking Qianqiao back, he probably would never have returned here... ：，，，