My 23-year-old beauty president

Xia Feng tapped his fingers on the chair lightly, frowned slightly, and suddenly raised his eyebrows to look at the white-haired old man, "If my guess is right, your plan is wrong, right?"

Hearing this, the white-haired old man was taken aback for a moment, then nodded slightly after hesitating for a moment, "That's right, something went wrong."

Sure enough, he guessed wrong, Xia Feng changed his posture, raised Erlang's legs, and said, "It should be about the curse."

"En." The white-haired old man nodded again, "Although the strength of our nine brothers is good, after all, the base is too small, and it's too much effort for us alone, so we want to attract people from the world of the seven races to the world of the earth dimension. I secretly started to work on my genes, but I never expected that someone else would do the same, and even broke our control."

Xia Feng concentrated and did not answer.

The white-haired old man looked serious, "At that time, I suspected that there were still people hiding in the dark and controlling the development of the situation, but I couldn't be sure who it was. The earth-dimensional world has passed through seven epochs, and the person we want to find has never been found. Appear until you appear, in the process, we tried to find out who was hiding behind, but we didn't catch any clues."

"So you are doubting whether the person who tampered with the genetic code of the people of the Seven Clans World for the second time is the person in doubt or someone close to you. This also intensifies your determination not to reveal the secrets about the heart of the original stone. There are fluctuations, your brother, and you are still dissatisfied with this after all."

Hearing Xia Feng's words, the white-haired old man looked very lonely, because Xia Feng's words hit everything.

"You can't be sure if there is such a person. At the same time, you have long been wary of brothers. As time went by, I appeared, and in just over a year, it led to changes in the world pattern. I didn't go back. Before, I also felt that someone was hiding behind and told you that, at that time, you began to have doubts in your heart again."

As he spoke, Xia Feng let out a breath of foul air, put down Erlang's legs, threw a cigarette to the other party, lit one himself, took a sip, and said, "Just at this time, your brother directly has sex with you. Questioning makes you feel that their hearts are changing, I went back from Japan, found it today, and told you again that I met the mysterious black hand, and you started to think about problems again."

Suddenly, Xia Feng's eyes became extremely sharp, "With the appearance of such a woman, your brother has also changed. You are already wondering if they were infiltrated by that woman, right?"

The white-haired old man looked at Xia Feng and didn't speak immediately. After a long time, he sighed softly, "If you had appeared earlier, maybe everything would have changed a long time ago, alas!"

"This is the arrangement of fate."

"Hehehe." The white-haired old man had a bitter look on his face, "Yes, this is fate, and people cannot escape the arrangement of fate after all."

Xia Feng took two puffs, stubbed out the cigarette butt, and stretched out two fingers while exhaling the smoke, "I want to know two things, first, what is the secret you found and didn't tell your brother, second, And what are the suspicions about that woman?"

The "she" mentioned by the white-haired old man just now, whether or not the masked woman is the "she" he mentioned, Xia Feng wants to know.

Asked by Xia Feng, the white-haired old man smoked quietly, did not speak for a long time, Xia Feng was not in a hurry, and tapped his fingers lightly.

He gave the white-haired old man time, because he would think about this kind of thing if he changed it.

After a long time, the white-haired old man threw away the extinguished cigarette butt, "You have seen those images, and you know those mysterious spheres. I found out from a ruins that whoever can control the power of the original stone heart can control those spheres." , and those spheres will produce a magical power that can repair anything that is broken, even a world."

Can fix a world!

Obviously, this was shocking enough, Xia Feng stopped tapping with his fingers, his face full of astonishment.

"The pictures and texts of the ruins have records in this regard, but I don't know if it's true, and to control those spheres, you must control the heart of the original stone, hehe, think about it, the world of the earth dimension has gone through seven Era has not yet appeared, how difficult it is for such a person."

While talking, the white-haired old man looked at Xia Feng, "You are the darling of the heavens and the approver of the heart of the original stone, so you are the only one who can help us rebuild the world, but..."

Arriving here, the white-haired old man paused.

"Ok?"

"According to the pictures and texts, it is not impossible for those who can control the heart of the original stone and then control those magical spheres to transfer their power."

"Really?" Xia Feng's face darkened.

Many things can be figured out without further words. While promoting world chaos, the white-haired old man is helping himself to grow in a sense.

So why do you want to do this?

The reason is very simple, even if he knows where the triangular cup is and clearly knows that the Heart of Stone can help him achieve his goal, but he can't control it, it is tantamount to a chicken rib.

He was waiting for the person who could control the heart of the original stone to appear. It just so happened that Xia Feng appeared in the eighth era of the earth dimension world.

Now, Xia Feng can fully figure out that the white-haired old man concealed too much from what he said before, but there is also a lot of truth, and similarly, some of it is also false.

At the beginning, the other self gathered seven rough stone hearts, destroyed the world of the seven clans, and trapped the seven ancestors to death somewhere. In fact, the white-haired old man and the others had a chance at that time, but they didn't do that.

There may be a reason for this, maybe it was because it was too hasty at the time, the white-haired old man and others were not ready, or a lot of information was still uncertain, or there were other reasons.

But if I missed that time, I would have waited seven more epochs.

Let's not talk about the past, let's talk about now, when the white-haired old man just said to pass on, Xia Feng's face immediately sank, and he didn't understand what the white-haired old man was thinking.

If the power to control the heart of the rough stone can be transferred, then the white-haired old man does not move Xia Feng because he is waiting for him to gather the seven hearts of the rough stone, and that is the best time to act.

Looking at Xia Feng's gloomy face, the white-haired old man froze for a moment, "This..."

"You want to kill me after I gather all the hearts of the original stone, and let the power pass on to you, right, hmph, the wishful thinking is really good."

"Xia Feng."

After waving his hand, Xia Feng impatiently said, "Okay, I don't want to listen to your nonsense, let's get on with the main point."

The white-haired old man was taken aback, and then recovered his normal expression, and said, "It's a graphic record. No one is sure whether it is true or not. It can't be my fault. If it were you, I'm afraid you would have the same plan."

That's right, Xia Feng's complexion recovered a bit, if it were him, he would make the same choice.

Of course, having said this, Xia Feng also wanted to understand another thing, the real reason why the white-haired old man hid his brother.

If a person gathers the heart of the original stone, he will get a power beyond the conventional, destroying and rebuilding the world, and this power can be transferred, I am afraid that everyone will be tempted.

Compared with the old man's white-haired brother, Xia Feng's brother's contact time is not worth mentioning. His brother betrayed him, so what about the white-haired old man?

Time is the most difficult thing to figure out. After being together for a long time, maybe the heart will change.

Besides, driven by interests, there are very few people who can keep their hearts.

From a certain point of view, the white-haired old man did this out of selfishness, but from another point of view, he also cared about the friendship between brothers.

However, this world is always so unpredictable. He concealed the records in the pictures and texts of the ruins, and in the end his brother was infiltrated and betrayed him. How should I put it, the arrangement of fate.

"You are smarter than I imagined. My whole life is indeed a kind of irony. I just want to protect my brother and not turn against each other for the sake of profit. Hehehe, I have come to this point in the end." At this moment, the white-haired old man's eyes unexpectedly It flickered brightly.

Seeing this scene, Xia Feng was taken aback for a moment. From the time he captured the old man with white hair until now, he has always regarded him as an opponent in his heart. But now it seems that the old man with white hair also has a vicissitudes of life, that is, he is a lonely old man.

Xia Feng couldn't imagine if he had lived for so long and experienced the same thing, would he have the same psychological changes.

A brother's betrayal is uncomfortable, the relationship between Xia Feng and military advisor Li Tian is not as good as that of Xiao Bai and others, but when he learned that Li Tian was at odds with him in order to stimulate his growth, he sincerely regarded him as a brother.

And in Japan, knowing that Li Tian has always been a white-haired old man, and even his mother has been deceived by him, thinking of these, he feels very uncomfortable.

Tonight, he found out that there are still brothers betraying him, and he can't even be sure who it is, and he feels even more uncomfortable.

A long time ago, Xiao Ai, Dragon Lord, and even Yue Xin said that the people he trusts are the most likely to betray him. Thinking of those words, Xia Feng felt full of vicissitudes.

In terms of friendship, the white-haired old man and his brother have a deeper bond. If they have not been infiltrated by the mysterious masked woman, this bond is admirable.

So Xia Feng can fully understand the pain in the heart of the white-haired old man. In this respect, they are the same kind of people.

"Having come to this point, what can you do? If you can see it, just look away. You have two brothers dead, and there are six brothers. Not all of them may have been infiltrated."

The white-haired old man rubbed his cheeks vigorously, shook his head and smiled wryly, "But now I really don't know who to trust. I have been calculating all my life, but I didn't expect to fall into other people's calculations. It's sad. Sad."

"Sad ass." Xia Feng snorted and said angrily, "Calculation is never the best policy. If possible, it might be better to be simpler."

These words made the white-haired old man startled again.

"Am I wrong? Don't you think it's tiring to calculate and calculate like this? A person lives a lifetime, what is the pursuit, what is the need, what is the belief, and the calculation will only lose oneself."

Xia Feng sighed, "Because of you bastards, I am forced to walk on this road. If I have the right to choose, I really don't want to be the owner of the heart of the original stone, and put my arms around the woman I like. Wouldn't it be better to find a place to be happy, calculating, fighting, fighting, very tiring."

"I've lived for so long, and I've been taught today." The white-haired old man pursed his lips and said, this was not sarcasm, nor was it a compliment, it was a genuine heartfelt voice.

"Come on, I'm not very interested in your old stuff." Xia Feng frowned as he spoke, "Have you ever thought about who left the ruins you found? What kind of civilization is it?"

To be able to leave a picture and text record, and it is also related to the heart of the original stone, and those mysterious balls, this must not be ordinary.

In the past, Xia Feng was just a simple soldier, a murderer, but over the past year, he has been exposed to too many things that are completely beyond cognition.

The world of the seven races, another world of its own, 'heaven' and 'hell', these are worlds that exist outside the dimension of the earth.

So, what kind of civilization is this world that has left records?