Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

Yan Qiaotian's heart sank, he sighed secretly, and said, "You have lost your father, and you still have a sister, how can you be an orphan?"

"Under his influence, my sister is also obsessed with martial arts. Hmph, no one in my family remembers my mother's death sacrifice except me." Wu Fuqian said flatly.

"Master, why did you tell Xiao Lang these things?" Yan Qiaotian asked curiously.

Wu Fuqian put down the teacup in his hand, he got up slowly, sighed slightly and said: "Because I know that even if I like you, you will not stay for me, because you..."

Yan Qiaotian looked up at the other party suspiciously, waiting for the other party's next words.

Wu Fuqian showed a bitter smile, then turned to look at Yan Qiaotian and said, "Do you know where I went this time?"

"Didn't you go to various sects to ask for help?" Yan Qiaotian lowered his head and said, his tone was so flat, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Wu Fuqian stepped forward quickly, stood in front of Yan Qiaotian, looked down at the top of the other's head, and said coldly: "I went to the place where I took you to escape, and I almost reached the place where I was imprisoned. My stone house."

Yan Qiaotian looked up at Wu Fuqian's complex eyes in surprise, he slowly got up, and looked at Wu Fuqian who was as tall as himself, with a strong resistance on his body, and the eyes that made people unable to understand clearly, Yan Qiaotian felt that there was no need to hide anything anymore, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he changed from his usual innocence, and said, "I didn't expect that you are actually not stupid."

"Hmph, is this a compliment from the boss?" Wu Fuqian took two steps back with a sarcastic smile on his face.

Yan Qiaotian walked to the side, he felt that the burden that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time was now much lighter without warning, he shrugged, walked to the door, looked at the gradually darkening sky outside, and said, "Before dawn of darkness."

Wu Fuqian walked to Yan Qiaotian's side, stood side by side with him, also looked at the sky outside the door and said, "Is mother walking with you?"

"Is there any point in discussing such an issue now?" Yan Qiaotian said without turning his head.

"Hmph, I know, it's not you." Wu Fuqian turned his head to look at Wu Qiong who was rushing into the small courtyard angrily, and then murmured, "It's time to end."

Yan Qiaotian also saw Wu Qiong's gloomy expression. Although it was already dark outside, Wu Qiong's angry breath could still be clearly felt by him even though it was so far away.

"What the hell are you unfilial son doing? Raising a little boy in your mother's house?" Wu Qiong roared angrily before he arrived.

Wu Fugan walked out of the house with a big stride. He walked slowly to the bottom of the steps, stood in front of Wu Qiong, and said coldly, "What qualifications do you have to come here? If it wasn't for you, why would mother run away from home?" ?”

With a "slap", Wu Qiong slapped Wu Fuqian hard on the chest. Presumably the palm was a bit strong, but Wu Fuqian's figure was unstable, and he swayed slightly before he stood up straight again. He said coldly, "Why didn't you kill me?"

"You..." Wu Qiong raised his palm high, but he was held back by Wuyou who had been standing aside and didn't speak. Wuyou looked at Wu Fuqian and sighed softly: "Father, Xiaogan is just talking out of anger. How can you compare yourself to him."

Yan Qiaotian turned her head to stare at Wuyou in surprise, a slight turmoil in her heart.

Wuyou turned out to be Wu Qiong's adopted son, what is the situation? Could it be that the so-called adopted son that the brothers in the club inquired about is the Wuyou in front of him?

Wu Fuqian glanced at Wuyou, and said: "Hmph, you have always been the only one who can win his favor, when did my son let him worry? If this is the case, why don't I let you be his son, and I'll leave." Yes."

As soon as Wu Fuqian finished speaking, Wu Jiajia ran into the courtyard through the small door. Her eyes were slightly red, and she looked at Wu Fuqian who was covering her cheeks. She quickly stepped forward, stopped his arm, and said, "It's so easy to say a few soft words to your father." Is it difficult? I really don’t know if you were enemies in your previous life, why did you always fight against each other?”

"He has a good son, so why should I flatter him?" Wu Fuqian turned around, walked to Yan Qiaotian, and hugged him into his arms, "Anyway, I brought Xiao Lang here, so If you want to drive him away, then I can only come, none of you can."

"He might be the assassin who attacked last night, you protect him?" Wu Qiong stumbled up the steps, put his hands on his chest, and said slowly.

"Hmph, I know it's not him. As for who it is, you can find out for yourself. Why do you want to search for my little man?" Wu Fuqian clenched his hands even tighter when he said this.

Yan Qiaotian turned his head to look at this man who was much younger than himself. No matter how ungrateful and ungrateful he was in the past, and no matter how glib he tried back then, Wu Fuqian at this moment seemed to be a man who dared to take on responsibility. image.

"Do you know that he might be the one who abducted your mother back then, and you still defend him?" Wuyou stepped forward to block Wu Qiong, pointing at Yan Qiaotian.

"Abducted my mother? How do you know who abducted my mother? Even my son doesn't know about it. How did you, an adopted son, know?" Wu Fuqian ignored Wuyou's words at all. Smiling, looking at Yan Qiaotian, he said, "Xiao Lang, you still have such abilities. Could it be that you want both mother and son to eat?"

Yan Qiaotian's doubtful eyes flashed, looked at Wuyou, then at Wu Fugan, and said, "Young Master, don't you believe me?"

"Fool, how can I believe such nonsense, and I know that you are definitely not that kind of person." Wu Fuqian replied without thinking.

Wuyou shook his hands helplessly, but his eyes shot at Yan Qiaotian sharply, and he turned his head resentfully and walked to Wu Qiong's side, holding his crumbling body.

Wu Jiajia was not to be outdone, she stepped forward, pulled Wu Fuqian's arm, and said, "It's just a back check, you can let Xiao Lang accept a check from everyone, as long as everyone can feel at ease, You just want to be with him forever, and we won't say anything."

"No, even if it is necessary to check, I can only check it by myself." Wu Fuqian said stubbornly.

"Worriless." Wu Qiong rubbed his chest and said intermittently, "You...you go and check."

"Yes." After Wuyou cupped his hands, he turned and stared at Wu Fuqian.

Yan Qiaotian broke free from Wu Fuqian's grasp, and he slowly walked down a step, his eyes no longer had the shyness and innocence of the past, but shrewdness and depth, he looked at the purple mist gradually rising from Wu Qiong's hands, and said with a smile : "Cui Liang, do you think you can deal with me alone?"

Hearing these words, everyone couldn't help but took two steps back, only Wu Fuqian took two steps forward, stood behind Yan Qiaotian, and said softly, "You finally admitted it."

Yan Qiaotian didn't look back, he murmured, "I'm sorry."