After the old man finished speaking, he flicked his fingers in the void a few times, and saw a few crystals composed of countless colorful rays of light shattering the void and flying towards Yanjing City in the Blue Star Continent.

It was late winter, and after the heavy snowfall, the entire city of Yanjing was covered with a layer of silver.

Yanjing City is huge and can accommodate a large city with a population of tens of millions. The residence of Qin De, the ‘Zhendong King’ who controls the Dongxuan Territory, is in this Yanjing City.

The Zhendong Prince's residence occupies a very large area, and the main entrance is wide open day and night. The main entrance of the residence is extremely wide, large enough for six or seven people to enter at a time.

As for the sturdy man standing on both sides of the door, with his explosive muscles and the big knife hanging on his waist, the big knife weighed at least a hundred kilograms and hung so casually on his body, it was scary to see.

Not far away, there was a thin little boy who made people feel distressed when he saw him. He was lying motionless on the roadside. His clothes were in tatters and made people feel sorry for him. However, no one came to help this little boy. Maybe it was these two people.

The guard was frightened because of his huge figure. Maybe it was because the Zhendong Palace did not dare to come over and meddle in other matters.

At this time! Several guards came over: "Little beggar, get up quickly, don't bring bad luck to us."

"Get away, little beggar, this is not the place you should be. If you don't get out of here, I'll break your legs."

"Yo! You are still pretending to be dead. Believe it or not, I will kill you, little beggar, with one knife."

While several guards were laughing and laughing, a handsome little boy about six years old, wearing a long black coat, walked out from inside.

"What are you doing? He is already very pitiful. You still laugh at him and kill him with a knife. Believe it or not, I will kill you first."

This handsome little boy was very disgusted when he saw these guards. They were both obedient and secretive, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"Yes, yes, yes, Master Qin Feng, I won't dare next time."

The two guards quickly flattered and said they didn't dare anymore.

While they were talking, several colorful rays of light fell from the sky.

It actually assimilated everything around it, even the sunlight, as if nothing happened. These rays of light were emitted by the highest being outside the universe, that is, the 'old man'.

After passing through so many universes, so many galaxies, and so many spaces, only those who have reached the realm of universe controllers can see a few rays of light speeding away.

The technological civilizations of the first-level planets and the technological civilizations of the tenth-level planets have not detected the colorful light passing by them.

Neither the cultivators nor the powerful men in the void world noticed anything unusual about the colorful light.

When the crystal composed of colorful lights first came into contact with the body of the little boy on the roadside.

It blended into the little boy's body silently, which was so weird.

The slender black eyebrows moved, and then the little boy's eyes slowly opened.

As if he had just woken up, he rolled his eyes and saw Qin Feng, and his heart suddenly jumped with joy, thinking that his best friend Qin Feng had saved him again this time.

At this time Qin Feng walked to the little boy.

"Wang Wuchen, wherever have you been these days, I haven't seen you. I thought I would take you in for dinner."

Qin Feng choked as he said this and was about to pull Wang Wuchen in.

At this time, a guard smiled and said: "Master Qin Feng, the prince has said that you will not be allowed to bring 'any outsiders' home."

"Xiao Feng, I won't go in. Thank you for helping me, otherwise I would have starved to death."

Wang Wuchen held back the tears that were about to fall and took a long breath: "You are my only good friend in this world, Wang Wuchen. I can't bring you any trouble."

Qin Feng's eyes were almost ready to shed tears.

Wang Wuchen smiled slightly: "It's okay! Xiaofeng, I just miss my grandpa a little. I'm going back."

Qin Feng felt uncomfortable seeing Wang Wuchen about to leave.

There was nothing he could do, he was just a six-year-old young master, he couldn't change anything, he clenched his fists tightly, it was just that the world was so cruel, you had nothing but to swallow your anger and endure it.

Seven-year-old Wang Wuchen was walking on the road and silently shed tears in his heart.

I think of my parents, who fell ill and died when I was four years old.

After that, he and his grandfather lived together for three years. "Grandpa", Wang Wuchen thought of his grandfather and shed tears faster.

But God just likes to tease me like this. My grandfather also passed away some time ago.

Wang Wuchen sat on the roadside and shouted loudly: "God, you blind God, one day I will step on you under my feet and let you treat me like this."

A loud voice came into Wang Wuchen's mind.

"Who is screaming there! You woke me up, the screaming is of no use."

"Who are you? Why is your voice ringing in my mind? Tell me! Who are you?"

Wang Wuchen asked several times but received no response. He thought he was illusive and ignored him.

Wang Wuchen was thinking slowly with a little cry, while Yaoyao staggered home.

Wang Wuchen cried quietly, still remembering his grandfather's teachings.

"A man must be brave, not cry loudly, but must endure it even if he does."

Wang Wuchen wiped his tears with the sleeve of his right hand.

Pushing open the dilapidated door, I thought of my grandfather again, and couldn't help but shed tears again.

Wang Wuchen didn't have a deep impression of his parents. After all, he was only four years old at that time. As time went by, his impression became completely blurred.

And my grandfather always takes care of himself personally, and often tells himself: "You have to be able to afford it and let it go. No matter what difficulties you encounter, don't give up easily, and keep working hard."

Wang Wuchen shed tears again when he thought about this. Today is also the day when Wang Wuchen sheds the most tears. He feels so helpless, so pitiful, and so silently enduring all of this.

"If you can afford it, let it go, keep working hard, and never give up." Wang Wuchen recited the words his grandfather taught him in his heart.

Wang Wuchen couldn't help but think of everything he had with his grandfather: "In the past three years, my grandfather taught me not to do things against my will, taught me not to bully others, and taught me how to persevere, work hard, and never give up!

"Grandpa! I will work hard." Grandpa, don't worry! I will keep working hard."

Wang Wuchen took a deep breath to adjust his mood. His stomach growled, and he touched his stomach with his right hand and walked to the rice vat.

He stretched out his delicate, jade-like hands to scoop out the rice, but the rice vat was a bit big and the rice had already bottomed out.

Wang Wuchen almost stood upside down. He took out the little rice he had and put it in the pot. He added some water and some vegetable leaves and boiled it together... After eating, he slept on the hard bed.

As night fell, the lonely Wang Wuchen fell into sleep. He saw his parents in his dream. Wang Wuchen could only vaguely remember that his eyelids jumped. When the picture turned, he saw his grandfather. Wang Wuchen danced happily: "Grandpa

!Grandpa! I miss you so much."

A kind old man appeared in front of Wang Wuchen. The silver-like white hair was still clearly visible in the black hair. The slightly sunken eye sockets quietly told the vicissitudes of the years, and a pair of dark brown eyes were bright.

He looked at Wang Wuchen.

"Wuchen, grandpa misses you too! You have to remember! You must work hard to live, you know?"

When Wang Wuchen heard his grandfather's words, he nodded his head: "I know! I listen to my grandfather's words."

The kind old man nodded: "There is a letter in the cabinet beside the bed. Take it to your good friend Qin Feng and ask him to give it to his father.

You must remember, ‘If you can afford it, put it down, keep working hard, and never give up.’ Grandpa will always be with you.”

Wang Wuchen was so happy that he wanted to hug his grandfather, but he couldn't hug him. Wang Wuchen cried anxiously, tears streaming down his face, and he slowly opened his eyes. Thinking that this was a dream and that his grandfather was no longer there, he wiped them away.

Wiped away tears….
Chapter completed!