The sound awakened Uesugoshi at this moment, and his pupils shrank inwards.
Looking at the girl opposite with a bright and flowery smile, the dawn sunlight slanted from behind her and shone on her hair. The golden light of dawn embraced her figure like an ocean.
Just when I thought the other party was so angry that he had really given up on him, Uesugoshi was caught by a hook in one fell swoop.
"But I really don't have much time left."
Uesugoshi's voice was light and unsupported. He didn't agree, but he didn't refuse either.
Natsumi stared at Uesugi for two or three seconds, then slowly spoke,
"I will solve the diseases that cannot be solved by the emperor's blood. I will support the body that cannot be supported by the emperor's blood. In one sentence, as long as you nod, disease, stallion, France, all your problems will not be a problem. We will help you.
solve."
Uesugi raised his head, his eyes blank and unfocused.
"What do you need from me?"
"Return to the throne of the pinnacle and become the Shadow King of the eight Sheqi families!"
"But I no longer have the appeal of the Sheqi family."
"We help you."
"I don't have the ability to manage a family."
"We have."
"I don't want to be the family's stallion for the sake of reproducing future generations."
"unnecessary."
"I don't want to be imprisoned in that luxurious palace for the rest of my life."
"No one forces you."
Uesugoshi became even more confused. He raised his head and stared at Xia Ya intently.
"Then what exactly do you want me to do!"
"When the time comes, it will naturally become clear." Natsumi no longer looked at Uesugoshi, who was stunned on the spot.
Instead, he walked directly around the other party towards the sports car behind him.
Click.
The door opened, Fu Nian reached out and hugged Xia Mi happily.
Xia Mi was not polite, he bent down and hugged Fu Nian's waist.
The next moment, a rising heat wave dispersed the chilly cold air.
Kazama Ruri walked into the passenger seat.
The sports car engine starts to warm up.
A sudden moment.
A black shadow suddenly appeared in front of Sakurai Manko. Uesugoshi lay on top of the sports car engine, holding open the window and peering inside.
"Hey! You haven't told me who my son is yet!"
Boom...boom!
Sakurai Wanko had no intention of stopping driving because of the appearance of a person. The tail flames of the sports car suddenly exploded, and Uesugoshi, who was leading the front of the car, gradually accelerated towards the darkness of dawn.
"The current head of the Eight Sheqi Family is Yuan Zhisheng." Fu Nian's faint voice appeared in the air.
But the moment Fu Nian's voice fell, Kazama Liuli, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly turned around! The dazzling golden eyes shrank inwards.
He stared at Fu Nian and Xia Mi behind him in horror.
Fu Nian helplessly spread his hands towards him. He expressed that he was helpless against the sudden appearance of his father.
"There's more! There's more?!"
Uesugi stood in front of the car and refused to let go. He knew that what the other person had just revealed to him was more than just a simple one.
"Uesugoshi." Xia Mi lay on Fu Nian's arm and spoke calmly.
"I'm here, I'm here."
"Do you know there is an old saying in China that it is disrespectful to be old?"
Xia Mi looked at each other sideways.
"I know, I know. I apologize for lying to you before."
"Then do you know what the next sentence is?"
Uesugoshi was stunned.
"It's called disrespectful to children." Xia Ya waved his hand suddenly without waiting for Uesugoshi to think.
"Wanzi drives!"
boom!
The black streamlined body suddenly reaches its peak like a powerful horse, and the running air deflects crazily to both sides.
Uesugoshi was suddenly blasted off the roof of the car by a huge force.
"As a junior, you must learn to respect your seniors in the future."
An even more confused voice reached Uesugoshi's ears.
Plop.
Uesugoshi fell steadily onto the asphalt road.
Looking blankly at the black sports car that drove away, Uesugoshi stood up and patted the dirt.
Inexplicably, he recalled the words echoing in his ears and shook his head.
He turned around and started running towards his tricycle in the distance. The next second, he was like a tiger and leopard wandering in the forest, with a strong body and an illusory shadow. He plunged into the darkness.
Two minutes later.
An old man who stared hard at the tricycle sprinted out of the darkness against the cold wind.
Crunch, crunch...
The scolding sound of the tricycle echoed in the cold wind.
"Master! Master! My son! My son!!" Uesugi said impassionedly. There was a red piece of cloth tied in front of his forehead.
…
…
Two hours later,
When the morning light completely enveloped the land, a Maserati appeared quietly at the end of the street.
It glides slowly through the light curtain, like an elegant leopard stretching in the early morning.
The Maserati was parked on the side of the road, the turbid air from the rear of the car stirred up the light particles in the air, and when the whole car completely calmed down.
An elegant old man stepped out of the car. He was wearing a black suit, a dressy bow tie, neatly combed white hair, and high-end custom-made leather shoes with one foot on the road and the other on the edge of the car.
Stand up.
Bang.
A black umbrella was held open by the old man in his palm, and golden sunlight poured down from all directions on the umbrella.
"Oh! What a handsome old man." The young couple walking at Dongda University stopped on the roadside and looked at the old man with white hair in surprise, but his expression was still shining.
Angers looked up at the young couple when he heard the sound, nodded and smiled. His movements were elegant, like a British gentleman from the 19th century.
"Wow! He smiled at me. He smiled at me! Oppa!" The girl covered her mouth in surprise, extremely excited.
The boy next to him had a dark face.
Angers shook his head slightly, and while he couldn't help but admire his own charm, he also didn't forget the purpose of his trip.
He stepped forward gracefully, holding an umbrella and gently walking towards the couple, like clouds moving slowly in the sky.
The girl's surprised voice became clearer and higher-pitched, and her face turned red as she looked at Ange, who was walking towards her step by step.
His hands were covering his chest nervously and excitedly.
"Excuse me, do you know there is a ramen chef here?" Angers said in Japanese.
"What a magnetic voice. What a deep taste." The girl's cheeks turned even redder.
"Ramen master?" The boyfriend grabbed his girlfriend with black lines on her head and suddenly realized.
"You mean Master Yue. Yes, some. He..." The boy pointed in one direction, but soon the corners of his mouth stopped.
It looked empty, even a little embarrassed.
The mouth paused.
"No, it's a bit strange. Master Yue is always on time every day."
"Maybe I missed something today." Angers followed the other person's gaze.
"Unlikely." The boy shook his head, "Master Yue is always there rain or shine every day, even on rainy days. But if he didn't come today, maybe there is something wrong."
"Thank you, classmate." Angers said, his voice still gentle.
"You're welcome, you're welcome." The boy walked away.
But Ange's brows slowly knitted together.
He stared at the slightly awkward empty space, with pieces of broken wood scattered there. Angers had never seen the original packaging of this thing, so he did not dare to make a bold guess.
But his eyes fell on a spot among the sawdust. He stepped forward and pushed aside the covering.
A spider web-like crack appeared in front of him.
In the middle of the spider web, a footprint stood out.
Ange frowned.
look around,
I saw that the sun was shining brightly but not sad, and the campus was melodious with a faint fragrance of flowers.