It was getting brighter. Everyone in the four major alliance forces were waiting for the information compiled by Long Wei and Kuangchao. No one knew that the three biggest heroes of this mission were trapped in a dangerous place.

The clouds in the sky are very thick. Today is destined to be a good day.

A cemetery outside Beijing in the early morning.

There was only one old man in the cemetery. He had been standing alone in front of a tombstone since last night. He stared at the name on the tombstone motionlessly. It was like a statue that had been silent and had been through the whole night. If it was seen, it would definitely be scared to death. Fortunately, this is a cemetery. No one dared to come here in the middle of the night.

The tombstone he faced was only one name, year of birth and year of death, and no identity was engraved. Such an ordinary tombstone was worth this old man over 60 years old. He could stay alone and stay alone for a whole night.

The name on the tombstone is a woman's name. Book: Li Xiuzhu.

The old man was still looking at the name on the tombstone. His expression was a little numb. However, there were some memories in his eyes. He was a little sad. He was old and had long passed the age to cry loudly. All he left was dullness and memories.

"Wait for me. I will make a lot of money. Then come back to marry you." The old man had a bitter smile on his lips. This sentence was his promise when he was young. He fulfilled his promise when he was young. But she couldn't wait.

Can she blame her?

No. It's not her fault. So, whose fault should it be?

Finally, the old man stretched out his old hand covered with thick cocoons and gently stroked the name on the tombstone. He murmured to himself: "It's been forty years. I haven't been able to see you once. I knew you had moved to Eagle Country for a while and didn't dare to find you. Even... I can't come to see you when you go to the ground... You won't blame me, right?"

"You won't blame me." The old man smiled in a panic: "You are so kind. You won't blame me. But I can't forgive myself."

“…and him.”

The old man sighed heavily: "If it weren't for the fight with Tianxiao, I lost the battle. If it weren't for his sympathy for me and you. If it weren't for his agreement with him that he would never step into the Dragon Kingdom again, I would have come back to kill that person. I've been suffering for you all these years."

When talking about the name Tianxiao, a trace of admiration flashed in the old man's eyes, and a trace of pain.

Tianxiao? The second generation elite of Dragon Soul Land. A master who died after fighting with the shadow assassin Dandao after fighting with the shadow assassin Dandao. This old man had a battle with Tianxiao? Could it be that he is... the legend of the killer in the land thirty years ago. Shadow Assassin Dandao?

Looking closely at the old man's appearance, he only had a faint scar on his forehead. No matter how he looked at his appearance, he was a pure Dragon Man. His eyebrows were high and thick lips had a strong temperament. He probably only had a pair of eyes worth noting on his body, full of gray and silence. It seemed that he had looked down on the world's separation and death. He no longer cared about anything.

There is only one body left in the world.

The old man slowly raised his head. His grey eyes were filled with gray eyes and murmured: "Tianxiao. I broke my promise. Don't worry. I made a vow. If I violated my vow, I will die without a place to bury me. You were willing to believe me back then. I will not let you down today. When I finish this last thing, I will keep my promise back then. This is... the last time I have been for her..."

After the old man finished speaking, he stared at the tombstone in a daze, with a little pain and sadness in his eyes.

After that, he seemed to have turned back into a statue and stopped talking. He just looked at the tombstone in a daze.

Very foolish. Very foolish...

When the sky was completely bright, another person came up from the cemetery on the mountain. Apart from this old man, she was the first one to come today. In fact, she would come here once a week. Every time it was so early.

Here comes a girl. Her soft and long hair flutters gently with the mountain breeze. Her hair is very soft and light. Her figure is very tall. A slightly tight top highlights her perfect figure. Her lower body is a mini skirt, revealing her seductive white thighs. Anyone who sees her will most likely be unable to help swallowing her saliva first.

The most eye-catching one should be her face, flawless skin, perfect facial features, high nose bridge, and deep eyes. It can be seen at a glance that this girl is a mixed-race child of foreign blood. But this mixed-race child is amazingly beautiful.

The girl walked straight towards this side. When she saw the old man standing in front of the tombstone she came to every week, she was stunned for a moment.

Originally, the old man didn't care about her, but when he noticed that she stopped not far behind him, he cast a shocked look. The old man couldn't help but turn around and look at her.

If a man sees a beautiful woman, especially a very seductive beauty, he usually starts with a stunning look, then appreciates or dirty look. But there is nothing in the old man's eyes. There is only gray. He just glances over her face lightly. There is no waves in his eyes. He turns back as if he is looking at a non-existent air.

The girl looked at the old man's back for a while. She felt a little familiar with the back. It seemed that she had seen a similar back somewhere.

Finally, the girl stepped forward and gently inserted a handful of flowers in her hand into the refined vase in front of the tombstone. She replaced the bouquet that had been dried in the vase.

"Who is she you?" The old man silently watched the girl do these things. After she stood up, she asked. His voice was a little hoarse and a little dry. It sounded like giving people a feeling of vicissitudes of life.

The girl raised her face and looked at the old man beside her who was half a head taller than her. She nodded and said, "She is my fucking grandma."

"Oh." The old man showed a sudden expression: "Are you the little girl from the Wen family?"

The girl was stunned for a moment and asked, "Do you know me?"

"I don't know." The old man smiled faintly and said, "I only heard her mention that she recognized a little girl from the Wen family as her granddaughter when she was in the Eagle Country."

The girl smiled slightly and said, "My name is Wenwei."

The old man nodded gently. In fact, he had not contacted her for forty years. She had never told him that he had accepted a granddaughter. But for the past forty years, he had been caring about her and caring about everything about her. With his ability, he naturally had a way to know what was happening around her. So he knew that Wen Wei was doing her granddaughter.

After a moment of silence, the old man said, "I thought... you are Siyu." There was a little dissatisfaction in his tone. Her most beloved granddaughter did not come to see her. Instead, a goddaughter often came to visit the graves.

Wen Wei seemed to hear the dissatisfaction in the old man's words. She smiled softly and said, "Siyu and I come to see the goddamn every Sunday. She usually comes earlier than me. Maybe it's because some things have been delayed today."

The old man nodded and stopped talking.

Wen Wei hesitated for a while before asking, "Are you a friend of my grandma?"

"Friend?" The old man smiled with a strange expression. He said in a hoarse voice: "Yes...friends...old friends."

After pausing, the old man asked again: "Aren't you in Eagle Kingdom? When did you return?"

"My father's business has been moved back to China. Our whole family has moved back."

The old man said "Oh" softly. After thinking for a while, he asked softly: "How was she... good in Eagle Country?"

Wen Wei looked at the old man in front of her with a strange look and replied, "Fortunately, she is just alone and lives a little lonely."

The old man nodded gently and said, "It's fine. If you are with her in the Eagle Kingdom, it's not that she loves you in vain."

Wen Wei's eyes showed strangeness. After a while, she finally seemed to have made up some decision. When she was about to speak, the old man said first: "I'm leaving."

After saying that, he turned around and walked down the mountain without waiting for Wen Wei to respond.

Wen Wei hurriedly asked, "What should I call you?"

The old man stopped and turned his back to her and said softly: "Just call me... forget it." The old man smiled self-deprecatingly: "We will never have a chance to meet you in the future."

After saying that, he continued to walk down the mountain without looking back.

"Are you Grandpa Feng Danquan?" Wen Wei suddenly said something stupidly.

But after hearing this name, the old man's whole body suddenly shook. Although he couldn't see his expression, Wen Wei knew that he guessed it right. He was really the person he had been thinking about in the mouth of his grandmother. The grandmother missed him for the rest of her life, missed him for the rest of her life, and missed him for the rest of her life. But he never appeared. Even when she left the ground, she never came to see her off.

Wen Wei knew that her godmother had never blamed him. She had heard her godmother tell the story between them. It was very touching and really touching.

Although it was not earth-shaking, their love lasted for half a century and was unswerving to death. Unfortunately, luck made people feel bad. In that era, what I valued most was a family of equality. How could a rich daughter and a poor boy who was poor and only knew some martial arts together? So they were broken up. He was deceived by her father from abroad to make a career. She was forced to marry into a wealthy family by her family. When he accumulated a large amount of industry and came back to find her happily, everything was too late. After hearing from his godmother, he vomited blood in anger. Later, he didn't know why he was so powerful that he was in the Dragon Kingdom.

He was chasing the world. He probably had an indirect relationship with his godmother. After that, there was no news about him. His godmother's life was very hard and hard... and even caused her son and granddaughter to live a very hard life in that wealthy family. Her descendants were always looked down upon by others because of her relationship. Siyu was her biological granddaughter. Wen Wei knew that although Siyu seemed glorious on the surface, she was actually a poor and miserable girl. But even so, she never resented her grandmother. She still came to visit her grandmother every Sunday.

Because Siyu knew that grandma was not wrong.

There is nothing wrong with that man named Feng Danquan.

The one who is wrong is fate.

Wen Wei sighed softly. Unexpectedly, he was still alive. He came back and came back to see her. But now he is back. What's the use of coming back?

If you miss it, you will miss it. If you miss it once, you will miss it for a lifetime.

The old man's voice was very soft. He could hear it and tried to calm his voice as much as possible. He asked, "What did she say to you?"

Wen Wei nodded and said, "When I was in the Eagle Country, my grandma often mentioned you to me and also talked about the matter between you."

"Well... she told you about me..."

"It's not just me. Siyu also knows it."

"Haha...haha...hahaha..." The old man suddenly smiled to the sky. He smiled very loudly and crazyly. But Wen Wei heard it. His laughter was just to cover up the pain and pain in his heart, and the tears that had already dried up.

"Silly... Xiuzhu, you fool..." The old man turned his back to Wen Wei, murmured bitterly: "Why are you so stupid? I'm not worthy of your concern... Xiuzhu..."

Wen Wei did not interrupt the old man's emotions. She just looked at his back silently. The lonely back once again felt a familiar feeling. She finally remembered why she was so familiar. Because he had met a boy. He also had the same lonely and bleak back. The boy. His name was 11. Now he was Chu Yuan.

Maybe it was caused by the emotional infection of the old man. Maybe it was remembered about the past. Wen Wei's eyes were already wet without realizing it.

The old man laughed wildly for a long time. He talked to himself for a long time before he gradually calmed down. He still turned his back to Wen Wei. He took a deep breath and said, "Girl, thank you for accompanying her when she was the loneliest. I will stay in Longguo for about a week. If you have any difficulties, you can come to room 3110 of Xingwang Hotel to find me. Remember, it is anything. No matter what the big thing is, I can do for you. But only one week. After this time... I will be gone."

The old man said a pun. Wen Wei did not hear the meaning of the last sentence "I am gone" and thought that the old man would leave the sad place of Long Kingdom for only one week.

She shook her head and was about to decline. The old man seemed to have guessed her thoughts long ago and said first, "Don't be busy rejecting me. I know that your family is rich. But many things cannot be done with money. I said that I can do something for you. Even if you ask me to assassinate the President of the Eagle Kingdom for you, there is no problem. There is only one week. You have to come to me after you have decided."

After saying that, the old man no longer nostalgic and said nothing more. He took a step and walked down the mountain, leaving Wen Wei alone staring at his lonely back. I don’t know if he was thinking about his words just now, or about his story with her over the past forty years.

When the old man walked to the mountainside, a young girl came up from the bottom of the mountain. The girl was wearing a plain long skirt to a knee. Her long hair was fluttering and draped over her back shoulders. Her height was not taller than Wen Wei. She was only over 1.6 meters tall and her figure was a bit thin. The first feeling she gave was the weak Lin Daiyu shape. She was very beautiful and had a look that was not as weak as Wen Wei. Plus her weak temperament made men who saw her feel that they wanted to protect her well.

I believe that such a great beauty should have many men pursuing and protecting her?

But the old man knew that this girl was not as beautiful as she looked on the surface. On the contrary, her life was very unsatisfactory and very hard.

Is this her granddaughter?

When the old man saw the girl holding a bouquet of flowers that was the same as Wen Wei in his hand, he guessed who she was. He slowly slowed down and watched her approach from the opposite side. He looked at the child carefully, and a look of praise appeared in his eyes.

This was originally the elders' appreciation for the younger generation, but it fell into the eyes of the girl opposite. The look of this changed. The girl first glanced at him coldly, and then she looked disgusted. Then she pretended not to know anything and passed by the old man.

The old man gradually slowed down. Finally, he stopped and turned around and watched the girl disappear from his sight. He murmured to himself with some regret: "Is she your granddaughter? She is a good child. It's a pity that I was born in the Yang family... It's a pity that I only have one week at most. Xiuzhu. Don't worry. She is your child. That's my child. I will help her. Even if it's only one week, I will definitely help her to bring out this sea of ​​suffering and give her a lifetime of happiness. What I don't get, what you don't have. I will give her everything. This is my promise to you... Xiuzhu..."

On the mountain, the girl who had just met the old man on the mountainside saw Wen Wei standing in front of the tombstone from afar. She smiled on her cold face. Before she could get close, she called out: "Sister Wen Wei."

"Ah?" Wen Wei, who was distracted, came back to her senses. She noticed that Yang Siyu had arrived. She smiled and replied, "Siyu. You are here."

"Yeah." Yang Siyu sighed and said, "My mother pulled me to talk about that matter early in the morning. So it's too late."

"Oh. I urge you to marry the fickle young master of the Zhang family again?"

Yang Siyu frowned slightly and said, "You also know the character of Zhang Decai. I can't like him at all."

Wen Wei sighed, "You can't blame your aunt."

Yang Siyu smiled faintly. Her tender face showed a few maturity that was inconsistent with her age. This may be because life forced me. She said in a self-deprecating tone: "I know. They are my uncles. In their eyes, I am just a tradeable goods."

"Siyu..." Wen Wei didn't know how to comfort her. Her father Yang Ziye was the least qualified to speak in the Yang family. He even had no qualifications to speak in the family. This was thanks to her grandmother. But Yang Siyu and her father had never blamed her grandmother in their lives. Yang Siyu's vein had the least status in the Yang family. She was destined to be traded as goods since she was born in exchange for greater family interests. This is a huge family. Family affection has no room for a foothold in this family. Everything is only profit. Sighing. Wen Wei could only ask: "What are your plans?"

"What else can I plan?" A trace of firmness flashed in Yang Siyu's eyes: "Anyway, I, Yang Siyu, will not surrender."

"Forget it. I won't talk about these annoying things anymore." Yang Siyu waved her hand and smiled freely and said: "By the way. Why are you standing here alone in a daze? Do you miss him?"

"Si Yu..." Wen Wei hesitated for a moment and said, "He is back."

"who?"

"Feng Danquan."

"ah!?"
Chapter completed!