Therefore, half a month ago, he ordered Long Lixin to kill Long Feitian while he was out. As long as Long Feitian died, Long Hongfei would have no heirs. At the family meeting, he could justifiably attack Long Hongfei.
Clan leader.
What he didn't expect was that because of Long Lixin's psychological distortion, he wanted Long Feitian to suffer more before his death, so instead of killing him personally, he put him in a bag and threw him into the Cangjin River.
This also provides an opportunity for the current Long Feitian to impersonate, otherwise even if the current Long Feitian looks exactly the same as the Long Feitian of the Long family, they will be easily seen through.
At that time, Long Xingcheng did not know the specific handling method of Long Lixin. He only heard that Long Lixin assured him that Long Feitian was dead, so he did not ask any more questions, and even specially sent warriors to help find him.
Long Xingcheng looked at Long Lixin and sighed slightly, and his tone became softer, "Did that loser know that you caught him?"
"At that time, we suddenly knocked the trash out from behind, and he didn't wake up until he put it in the bag..." Long Lixin said, his voice suddenly disappeared, and his face became ugly.
His heart sank, and Long Xingcheng's tone suddenly became sharp, "Tell me everything!"
Long Lixin's body trembled slightly and he couldn't speak for a long time before he said: "It's just that when we transported him to the river, he suddenly woke up. I spoke at that time, and he might have heard my voice."
"If you don't succeed enough, you will fail more than you do." Long Xingcheng's face suddenly darkened. He knew Long Lixin very well. When he found out that Long Feitian woke up, he would definitely make a mockery of him before throwing him into the river.
After being scolded by Long Xingcheng, Long Lixin's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and the anger in his heart also boiled up.
"I'm going to kill that trash now." After saying that, Long Lixin walked out angrily.
"Stop." Long Xingcheng shouted angrily. Long Lixin suddenly felt the temperature around him drop sharply. Knowing that Long Xingcheng was really angry, he stood there and did not dare to move again. Although he was Long Xingcheng's son, Long Xingcheng
Cheng won't kill him, but if he annoys him, he will suffer a lot.
Slowly arriving in front of Long Lixin, Long Xingcheng looked at him with a sullen face. His sharp eyes made Long Lixin's back feel cold. It took a long time before Long Xingcheng said sternly: "
Although he was a loser, and his death would be a good thing for the family, he was a descendant of the Long family, and he was also the son of the clan leader. He had been plotted against him before, and there was no evidence. If he died, he would be dead, even if it was Long Hongfei.
You can’t do anything to us.”
"But if you kill him in public, the old guys in the family won't let you go until Long Hongfei comes out."
Hearing this, Long Lixin's face changed drastically, and large drops of cold sweat fell from his forehead. It was okay to fight within the Long family, but he hated killing his own kind the most. Even if he was just a trash, if anyone knew about it, he would die.
undoubtedly.
"Father, what should we do now?" Long Lixin looked at Long Xingcheng with a pale face. Although Long Feitian has 'amnesia' now, there is no guarantee that he will remember it one day, and his life will be at risk.
"You go and rest first, I will handle this matter."
Looking at Long Lixin's panic expression, Long Lixin sighed helplessly again. He loved and hated his son. He was already an eight-star martial artist at the age of seventeen. He was indeed very talented in martial arts.
, but his ability to do things was unsatisfactory, which made him very dissatisfied.
"Father, you should go to bed early." Long Lixin bowed, turned around and walked out. Just as he walked to the door, Long Xingcheng's voice came from behind again, "Don't trouble that loser these days."
, amnesia caused by trauma is likely to recover if it is stimulated."
"Yes, father." He agreed, and Long Lixin quickly disappeared outside the door.
Looking at Long Lixin and Li Yun, Long Xingcheng's face darkened again, a fierce murderous intention flashed in his eyes, and he whispered: "This waste must not be left here, otherwise it will become a disaster."
Early morning of the second day.
As soon as Long Feitian opened his eyes, he saw Miao Fengyi coming in with a towel and hot water.
Watching her put down the washbasin and then gently place the towel next to the washbasin, everything was so careful, for fear of making any noise that would disturb his rest, Long Feitian's eyes became moist.
"Mother……"
Miao Fengyi was stunned and looked at Long Feitian, her face full of surprise: "Tian'er, do you remember me?"
You must know that although Long Feitian spoke later yesterday, he never called Miao Fengyi mother.
"No..." Long Feitian shook his head, his voice choked with sobs. "Although I don't remember what happened before, and I don't know if you are my mother, but I am willing to be your son from today on."
Miao Fengyi's expression darkened, but then her face showed joy again. She walked up to Long Feitian, touched his head lovingly, and said in a choked voice: "Okay, we don't care about the past, you are my son from today on."
.”
"Mother." Long Feitian hugged Miao Fengyi, tears of joy flowed from his eyes, and he kept shouting in his heart, "From today on, I have a mother who loves me again."
"Such a big child is still crying." Miao Fengyi wiped away the tears on her face, then helped Long Feitian wipe away the tears dotingly, and said with a smile: "I asked Tong Xiang to prepare breakfast, get up quickly."
"Yes!" Long Feitian nodded and said a little embarrassedly: "Mom, please go out first, I will be out soon."
"Haha, our Tian'er is actually shy in front of our mother." Miao Fengyi smiled playfully, but she still turned around and walked out the door.
After a night's rest and a wash, Long Feitian seemed like a different person compared to yesterday, full of energy and full of energy.
After walking out of the room, Long Feitian saw Miao Fengyi looking at the door with a somewhat anxious expression. He immediately stepped forward and asked: "Mother, who are you waiting for?"
Miao Fengyi smiled slightly at Long Feitian and said: "I don't know what happened to that girl Tongxiang. She has been gone for a while and hasn't come back with food."
"Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you wait a while." Long Feitian smiled and said, "Mom, you'd better go in. Tongxiang will come back after cooking."
A trace of worry flashed across Miao Fengyi's face. She hesitated and said, "I'd better go take a look. Tian'er, please go back to the house and sit for a while. I'll be back soon."
Watching Miao Fengyi walking out, Long Feitian took into account the situation of mother and son at home and quickly followed him, "It's not interesting to be alone in the house anyway, so I'd better go with you."
"No, you should go back." Miao Fengyi stopped and looked at Long Feitian, only to see Long Feitian shaking his head, unmoved. Miao Fengyi sighed helplessly, "Okay, but if something happens later
, you must stay close to your mother."
"Don't worry, mother, my child understands." Long Feitian said as if I was a good boy.