Infinite reincarnation of glory

Cheng Xiao left his apartment.

He made a few phone calls and made some arrangements - as a direct heir to a serious street stall literary version of the hidden Guwu family. No matter how marginalized he is because of his incompetence, he can still find a few helpers. Disappearing for four days was not a big deal to him. He just verified his current safety situation and made preparations for the reincarnations. Of course, he did not entrust the artificial hand to deliver letters and carry messages. Others simply made some resource mobilizations.

He had something to do...an urgent matter.

He left the remote town and headed to the mountains. It shifted slightly when approaching the hundred-mile boundary of a small mountain village. So finally, he arrived at a tomb.

An unknown, remote place with no roads. There is no grave with a name on the monument.

In this tomb lies his lover, his childhood sweetheart. He grew up in a secluded village with ancient martial arts heritage, and a girl became his neighbor out of nowhere and immediately caught his eye.

After that, it’s the classic and youthful childhood sweethearts. The young Cheng Xiao fell in love with this beautiful girl from the bottom of his heart and made a lifelong promise. The whole process took place in the village, under the watchful eyes of the enigmatic elders in his family, without any hindrance, and he even thought that everyone, including his parents, recognized him and her.

He guessed wrong - when he left his hometown and returned happily with a proposal ring. But he learned that she was swallowed up by a mudslide and her body was no longer alive - he couldn't accept it, nor could he understand it.

Why is this so? My father, my uncles and uncles, which one is not a master of the family who can fly over cliffs and climb cliffs with ease? My mother, my aunts and uncles, which one is not an expert in magic who can control the mysterious Gu insects, and can sense changes in the sky and the earth as easily as a cicada? And with so many strange people and strangers there, how could the eldest granddaughter-in-law of the Cheng family die in a flash flood that was not that big?

He couldn't understand it, he was just sad. Because he soon discovered some details that he had never noticed before, that is, why his childhood sweetheart... appeared in his family's secret martial arts village. Especially, after he realized how powerful his family was and what status it had in this country.

——In ancient big families, the boys who were chosen as heirs would be thrown into the pile of makeup and powder after their Yuanyang was stable, and they could enjoy the tenderness and beauty of girls. And these girls will either be kept as personal maids for the rest of their lives, or... they will be disposed of quietly, with the hands of grown-up boys, or with their own orders. After experiencing such a baptism and transformation, the man will become cold and indifferent, and be able to understand his responsibilities as the future head of the family. And no longer be confused by the love between children.

Cheng Xiao sighed silently... Times have changed, and many feudal remnants have been abandoned, but there are still many remnants. As for the Cheng family, as a serious feudal family that has inherited ancient martial arts and Gu arts, there are no old rules passed down from the clan era in the family. He didn't believe it himself.

Then he understood - his childhood sweetheart appeared by his side for a reason. From the beginning, the outcome was determined. And his family members...even if their hands were not directly stained with her blood, they must have all remained indifferent at the moment when the torrent fell.

But what about her? Does she really know nothing about her destiny? When the mudslide rushed down towards her cabin, she was really at a loss. Or should you put on your favorite clothes, comb your hair, and sit quietly in front of the dressing mirror, waiting for your final result?

Cheng Xiao didn't know, he didn't dare to ask, and he didn't dare to think. All he can do is escape. He can only become a self-deprecating person who looks dandy and dissolute, but is actually still clean and self-satisfied, and hides in a remote small town.

The nurturing grace of parents is not fake. The love and affection shown by uncles and aunts is not fake. Her admiration for him was not fake. There is only one fake thing, and that is your own promise.

[As long as I am not dead... I will definitely protect you and prevent you from being harmed at all! 】

The young man sighed silently, stretched out his hand and pierced the empty grave soil. And when he stretched out his hand, a rustic engagement ring with an ordinary style, but which cost a boy all the money he had saved, fell into his hand.

He no longer wanted to face his Qingmei, and he didn't want to get a definite answer from her. He just wants to find a less complicated spiritual harbor for himself in a less complicated place. And everything in the real world...maybe should be discarded.

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

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

Cheng Xiao's shoulders shook slightly, and all the muscles in his body tensed and then relaxed. Finally, a silent sigh.

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

"You are stained with murderous intent and blood. This is evidence that you have experienced a deadly battle not long ago. I am very curious, who in this country are you looking for to fight with you to the death without leaving any traces?"

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 standing as tall as a pine tree in front of him. keep quiet. He didn't want to say it and couldn't say it.

"You still lack awareness of the power of your family. Do you know that four days ago, an important person in this country suddenly disappeared in front of everyone. Many people spent a lot of effort, but in the end they got nothing."

"How could I 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 Longyin Base. You met the boy with whom you were supposed to become colleagues or even comrades in the future. But …It’s okay now.”

There is no better son than a father, even if Cheng Xiao doesn't say anything. His father also knew a lot. Of course, this may also be because of the Gao Zhoubo dagger given by Chu Xuan.

Maybe, maybe not. Cheng Xiao is not Zheng Zha. If this dagger was dismantled and modified, and a signal transmitter or something like that was installed. Then he will definitely know. In his opinion, this dagger was completely natural, with no traces of secondary processing remaining.

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

"You still know too little about your family. Just like how you know this country." Cheng Xiao's father was serious in speech. "Do you know the last name of the most powerful family in this country...or in this world?"

"Morgan? Rockefeller? Kong? Zhang? It can't be Cheng." Cheng Xiao said casually and looked in all directions - the surroundings were surprisingly quiet, with no sound or movement. Gu's perception told him that there was nothing noteworthy within a hundred meters.

"None of them." The man shook his head. "It's Zhao."

"The Zhao of Zhao Qian Sun Li, or the Zhao of Kong Yiji?"

"It's not important, you just need to know. This country is far more powerful than you think, but it is only now, not in the past. And about thirty years ago, the Zhao family was just a family of assassins who did underworld work."

"Oriental Assassin Family." Cheng Xiao knew this name - he knew which Zhao it was this time.

"Yes, they are as famous as the Western Assassin Family. But they are not much better... But about thirty years ago, they received a... gift from an unspeakable place that you should know."

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

"A corpse, a relic. Not long after that, two top-secret bases appeared in this country, one is Longxing and the other is Longyin. Xing is strength, Yin is wisdom. And because of... some reasons .Shortly after Chu Xuan was born, Adam with similar specifications to Chu Xuan appeared on the other side of the ocean, as well as some other miscellaneous...derivatives."

"And what's very interesting is that on the second day after Chu Xuan disappeared, we knew through some kind of inside information that Adam on the other side of the sea also left this world in the same way. Unobservable, unperceivable, and untraced. And it's not just Adam. , in East America, there is an extremely dangerous person named Zhao Zhukong who disappeared before they disappeared. We only confirmed this after realizing a certain possibility. "

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

——Team battle...

"...Tell me this, for what purpose?" He already realized something, but he still gritted his teeth and spoke from between his teeth. "That Zhao Zukong is from Longxing?"

"He is no longer a member of any party. The reason why I tell you this is that I hope you can understand."

A book was suddenly thrown towards me. It was an ancient book filled with annotations. The whole article was written in small regular script, but Cheng Xiao only took a glance at it and knew that everything in it was the most advanced inherited skills in the family.

"Don't die, son. If you meet them...you know what to do," he said, then turned and walked away. It was as if he came here specifically to complete some task, and he didn't want to stay too much for even a second.

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

And perhaps it was Cheng Xiao's illusion when he watched his father walk down the mountain. He felt that the back of his young and powerful blood relative seemed to be a little rickety.