Cheng Xiao left his apartment.

He made a few phone calls and made some arrangements - as a direct heir to the hermit Guwu family in a serious stall literary version. No matter how marginalized he is because he doesn't make it, he can still find a few helpers under his hands. Disappearing for four days is not a big deal for him, and he has verified his current security situation a little and made preparations for the advance arrangements of the reincarnations, of course, he did not entrust the delivery of letters and words to others, but very simple, and made some resource mobilization.

He had one thing to do...... A matter of urgency.

He left his remote town and headed for the mountains. Slightly offset when approaching the border of a small mountain village. Eventually, he arrived at a tomb.

A nameless, remote place, without even a road. There are no named graves on the monument either.

Inside this tomb lies his lover, his childhood sweetheart. He grew up in a secluded village of the ancient martial arts lineage, and a girl became his neighbor at some unknown point, and immediately caught his eye.

And after that, it's a classic and youthful two-little no-guess link. The young Cheng Xiao liked this beautiful girl from the bottom of his heart, and made a lifelong promise. It all happened in the village, under the watchful eye of the unfathomable elders of his family, who even thought that he and her had agreed with him, including his parents.

He guessed wrong - when he left his hometown and returned cheerfully with the ring of his proposal. Only to learn that she had been swallowed up by a mudslide and that she was already dead - he couldn't accept it all, and he couldn't understand it.

Why is this so? His own father, his uncles and uncles, who is not a master of the house who can fly the eaves and walk on the cliffs freely? His own mother, his aunts and aunts, who is not an expert in magic who can manipulate the mysterious Gu worm and easily perceive the changes of the heavens and the earth like an autumn cicada? And with so many strange people and strangers there, how could the eldest granddaughter of the Cheng family die in a flash flood that is not very large?

He couldn't understand it, he was just sad. Because he soon discovered some details that he had never paid attention to before, and that was his childhood sweetheart...... Why did he appear in his family's secret martial village? Especially, after he realized how much power his family really had, and what status it had in this country.

——In the ancient family gate valve, the boy who was chosen as the heir would be thrown into the fat powder pile after Yuanyang was stabilized, and he could feel the tenderness and beauty of the girls. And these girls will either be personal maids for life, or ...... It was disposed of quietly, by the hands of the grown boys, or by their own orders. And after such a baptism and transformation, the man will become cold, indifferent, and able to understand his responsibilities as the future head of the family. and no longer confused by the love of children.

Cheng Xiao sighed silently...... Times have changed, and many remnants of feudalism have been abandoned, but there are still many remains. And the Cheng family, as the master of the serious feudal collection that has inherited the ancient martial arts and Gu arts, if it is said that there are no old rules left over from the clan era in the family. He didn't believe it himself.

So he understood that there was a reason why his childhood plum appeared by his side. From the beginning, the ending was already predestined. And their own family ...... Even if their hands were really not directly stained with her blood, they must all remain indifferent at the moment when the torrent fell.

But what about her? Is she really ignorant of her fate? She was really at a loss as the mudslide rushed down her hut. Or do you put on your favorite clothes, comb your hair, sit quietly in front of the vanity mirror, and wait for your final result?

Cheng Xiao didn't know, he didn't dare to ask, and he didn't dare to think. All he could do was escape. Only to become a prodigal person, but in fact he is still clean and self-defeating, and hides in a remote town.

The nurturing grace of parents is not fake. The love of uncles and aunts is not fake. Her admiration for herself is not fake. There is only one fake, and that is your own promise.

[As long as I'm not dead...... I'm going to protect you from getting hurt in the slightest!" 】

The young man sighed silently, and he reached out and stabbed into the empty burial ground. And when he stretched out his hand, an earthy, mediocre style engagement ring, which cost a boy all the money he had managed to save, fell into his hands.

He didn't want to face his own Qingmei anymore, and he didn't want to get a definite answer from her. He just wanted to find a less complicated spiritual haven for himself again in a less complicated place. And everything in the real world ...... Maybe it should be all discarded.

"It's time to go, Cheng Xiao." He put away the ring and said to himself.

"Why don't you go home and have a look?" A familiar voice sounded quietly from a few meters behind him.

Cheng Xiao's shoulders shook slightly, and the muscles in his whole body tensed, and then let go. Eventually, a silent sigh was made.

"Father...... "He chose a more distant title." I thought you wouldn't come. ”

"You are stained with murder and blood, which is evidence of the battle to the death not so long ago. I'm curious, who are you going to find in this country to fight you to the death without leaving a trace? ”

Cheng Xiao pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Do you not want to say it, or can't you say it?"

He still didn't answer. He just turned around and stared at the man in front of him, who was standing like a pine. Be quiet. He didn't want to say it, and he couldn't say it.

"You still don't know the power of your family. Did you know that four days ago, there was an important person in this country who suddenly disappeared in plain sight, and many people spent a lot of effort and ended up with nothing. ”

"How could I possibly know." Cheng Xiao bared his teeth slightly. "I've never known anything."

"That person's name is Chu Xuan. You should know him, when you were ten years old, your uncle took you to the Dragon Hidden Base. Met the boy with whom you were supposed to be a colleague or even a comrade-in-arms in the future. But...... Now it works, too. ”

Knowing his son is Mo Ruo's father, even if Cheng Xiao doesn't say anything. His father also knew a lot, of course, this may also be because of a certain Gao Zhoubo dagger given by Chu Xuan.

Maybe there is, maybe not. Cheng Xiao is not Zheng Zha, if this dagger is dismantled and transformed, and a signal transmitter or something like that is installed. Then he must know. And in his senses, this dagger was completely natural, and there was no trace of secondary processing.

"I don't know what you're talking about." The main god did not issue a warning, and Cheng Xiao did not dare to go further.

"You still don't know much about the family. It's like what you know about the country. "Cheng Xiao's father is not smiling." You know ...... in this country Or is it the most powerful family in the world, what is the surname? ”

"Morgan? Rockefeller? Hole? Sheet? It can't be Cheng. Cheng Xiao pulled casually and looked in all directions—the surroundings were surprisingly quiet, there was no sound, no sound. Gu's perception told him that within a radius of a hundred meters, there was nothing worth noting.

"Neither." The man shook his head. "It's Zhao."

"Zhao Qian, Sun Li's Zhao, or the Zhao in Kong Yiji?"

"It doesn't matter, you just need to know. This country is far more powerful than you think, but only now, not in the past. About thirty years ago, the Zhao family was just a family of assassins who did black work. ”

"A family of Eastern assassins." Cheng Xiao knew the name—he knew which Zhao it was this time.

"Yes, on par with Western Assassin families. But it's not that strong...... But about thirty years ago, they got a ...... Gifts from the unspeakable places you should know. ”

Cheng Xiao glared slightly, he obviously knew what his father was talking about. And in his ears, the Lord God remained silent.

"A corpse, a relic. And not long after that. There are two top-secret bases in this country, one Longxing and one Longyin. Xing is power, and hidden is wisdom. And because ...... Some sake. Soon after Chu Xuan was born, Adam with similar specifications to Chu Xuan also appeared on the other side of the ocean, as well as some other miscellaneous ...... Derivatives. ”

And what is very interesting is that on the second day of Chu Xuan's disappearance. We know through some kind of inside intelligence that Adam across the sea has left this world in the same way. It can't be observed, it can't be perceived, it can't be traced. And it's not just Adam, in East America, there is also an extremely dangerous character named Zhao Yukong who disappeared before they disappeared. We confirmed this only after we realized a certain possibility. ”

Zhao Fukong, a name I have never heard of. But Cheng Xiao knew that the person who would be described as 'extremely dangerous' by his father was unlikely to be an opponent he could deal with.

- Team Fight......

“…… Tell me this, for what? He was aware of something, but he gritted his teeth and spoke between his teeth. That Zhao Fukong, is it Longxing's person? ”

"He's not from either side anymore. And the reason why I'm telling you this is because I want you to understand a little bit. ”

A book was thrown out of the blue. It was an ancient book full of annotations. The whole article is a fly-headed little guy, and Cheng Xiao just glanced at it, and he knew that everything in it was the top inheritance skill in the family.

"Don't die, son. If you meet them...... You know what to do. He said, then turned and walked away. It's as if I've come here to accomplish some task, and I don't want to linger too much for even a second.

Cheng Xiao watched him leave, his lips trembled slightly, and in the end, there was only silence. From beginning to end, neither father nor son had discussed anything about the dead woman, and no one had turned their eyes away from the grave for a moment.

And maybe it was Cheng Xiao's delusion, when he watched his father walk down the mountain. He felt that his young and strong blood relatives seemed to have some rickets in his back.