So I Am A Demon Descendent!

After having breakfast, Li Xianyu and his harem regiment ran to the mall. The last time he returned to his parents' home was in April. Right now in mid-September, he hasn't returned home for half a year.

Li Xianyu likes an unrestrained life and doesn't like living with adoptive parents. Occasionally, on the social platform, which eldest sister Wang Ba sees mung beans, it seems fancy. If you live with adoptive parents, the mother will ask: Where to go What time is it back at night!

If she doesn't return all night, she'll have to call to ask.

Li Xianyu can't say, Mom, there is a young lady who is very interested in my length, and I am very curious about her depth. I went out one night and will return tomorrow morning ...

Later, he inherited his grandmothers, entered the world of blood, and knew his life and bad environment, and he was even more reluctant to go home.

There are many people with a bottom line in the blood community, and more people without a bottom line. Although Bao Ze will send someone to protect their adoptive parents in secret, Li Xianyu is still worried about involving them.

In this context, the more alienated he was from his adoptive parents, the safer they became.

I applied for a commercial vehicle from the company, and Sanwu drove. Li Xianyu was sitting in the co-pilot position. Behind the car were grandmother Cuihua and Huayang. Cuihua was lying on the thigh of Huayang in the form of a cat. Squinting.

The purpose of going home today is not to bring the harem group to see the parents. It was not intended to bring San Wu and Cuihua, but Cuihua heard the original shape, jumped to Li Xianyu's face, and used sharp claws to teach him what is not. Abandon and not give up, so she was brought along with San Wu.

The whole family needs to be neat and tidy.

"Mother, my adoptive father is my biological father's best friend, and he can entrust the only sprout to him. Presumably the relationship is extraordinary." Li Xianyu took a wallet from his pocket and an old wallet from the wallet. Open the old wallet: "Have you ever seen this man?"

Hua Yang fixed his eyes and shook his head: "I haven't seen it before."

Li Xianyu was reconciled: "Aren't you my dad's ..... love your whole life."

After hearing that, Huayang showed a sweet and melancholic look, and said softly, "But we were secretly together. Bai Yunguan didn't promote marriage. I don't know what Master means, so I have never dared to openly with your dad. Relationship."

She glanced at her grandmother: "Besides, your dad is going north and south, and he is different from people like me who live in secluded mountains all the year round. He has too many brothers and friends."

Grandma nodded: "Your dad is really wild, running around the country. He also followed the band to run around the South China Sea. At that time, there were no Sansha Islands. It was called Xisha Zhongsha or something."

"You went too?" Li Xianyu asked.

"I didn't go. I'm staying well in Shanghai. Who wants to accompany him?" Grandma rolled her eyes. "Later the money ran out, I robbed the bank. Your father just returned from Hainan. Then the person from the Taoist Buddha Association was stuck in the train station, and it turned out that he was wanted. Oh, by the way, he knew the head of the Buddha and became a disciple of Lianghua Temple. "

"You are too much ..." Li Xianyu muttered.

"Don't think I don't know what's going on in his heart, I watched him grow up." Grandma hummed. "I just feel that my wings are hard, I want to get rid of myself, and want me to live alone. Going down, he went back to the black water spirit beads and waited for his next generation. Because he has n’t had a single pillar in the morning since he was eighteen. "

Li Xianyu squinted: "How do you know that he didn't have a pillar in the morning?"

Grandma sneered and said, "He said, except for you, every great-grandson of my generation has no desire, no matter how beautiful a woman is, they are indifferent."

Hua Yang nodded, covered his mouth and smiled: "He told me that the ancestors of the Li family lost kidneys, but I'm a disciple, and I didn't want to."

Li Xianyu speculated: "Is it because you are a disciple of disciples that he is willing to be nice to you, lest the green light run over him in the future?"

Hua Yang glanced at him.

"Oh, the topic is crooked." Li Xianyu shifted the topic subtly: "Grandma doesn't even know my adoptive father, you don't know either, I have to make some bad associations."

"Even a good brother who worships the son, if he can't protect me, the biological father will give me to him? Should he give me the Buddha's head to be safer? After his death, the grandmother and grandmother confessed that the storm at the Pantheon passed away At that time, it is the best choice to hand me over to the head of the Buddha. The head of the Buddha may not turn his face with the "right way" for various reasons, but he will never allow me to suffer persecution. It is the bottom line of a Buddhist monk. "

The harems were in deep thought.

Huayang thought about it, "You also know that you are a child in the family, no matter how greedy those who treasure are, you will not care about you as a baby. After all, you know nothing. At that time, no one knew what the treasure was. Naturally, it is not clear that the double awakening, no one thinks that you will have treasures. Then, it will be fine for you to leave it to your good brother to raise you out of blood. "

Thunder Warlord agreed: "If you give it to Lianghua Temple, what if the head of the Buddha teaches a little monk who is all four, then the Li family is truly extinct. Your biological father may not have considered this."

"No, if you want to protect me, the best way is to send them to Lianghua Temple to raise them. This is the safest way to give them to an ordinary person. Is it too childish?" Li Xianyu shook his head.

"There is something to do, you are not the target, you are just an orphan, and besides, I said before my self-appointment, if I do n’t see the Li family heirs in 20 years, I will wash the blood." Grandma said.

"But, but ..." Li Xianyu scratched his head and hurried for a while.

"Did you even begin to doubt your adoptive parents?" Grandma said quietly.

Li Xianyu stared blankly at her, his face slowly turning pale, he turned silently, trying to curl himself up in his seat, like a wild dog who lost his spirit.

Even San Wu, who was driving without a thought, couldn't help but glance at him sideways.

Everyone in the car looked at each other for a while, Cuihua jumped off from Huayang's knee, climbed to the empty chair in the last row, pulled out the mobile phone, and after a few seconds, the harem groups received a message: "Your state is a bit wrong. "

Cuihua pulled them into the chat group.

Grandma: "It's been a long time ago. When I first saw him, I was much more lively and not as gloomy now."

Hua Yang beckoned, and the mobile phone in Sanwu's pocket flew out and landed in her palm. She also joined the chat group: "In fact, Slime has been affecting his mind subtly."

Thunder Fighter: "At the meeting last night, he absolutely guessed something. Or if there was any bad association, even the adoptive parents began to doubt."

She sympathizes with Li Xianyu.

Hua Yang and others were silent. During the meeting last night, Thunder Zhanji told them in private.

Baoze's guess is correct. Wan Yaomeng did get Li Wuxiang's relic. How did it get it? This is a mystery.

The emperor of Wanxiu League found Li Wuxiang's hidden treasure, or Li Wuxiang gave it to her before she died. Regarding this, Li Xianyu is afraid of some guessing. So he even suspected adoptive parents.

Grandma's words undoubtedly stung him.

Hua Yang: "No wonder he was very psychic last night. He never slept when he returned to the room in the middle of the night. I thought I was beaten by my grandmother, and I was not happy.

Thunder Fighter: "Grandma, why did you hit him last night?"

Grandma: "I ... don't ask, it has been eaten by the river crab, so let's not have it."

Hua Yang: "He needs to vent, and has been a lot of negative emotions recently."

Grandma: "How to vent?"

Huayang: "@ 雷霆 战 姬"

Thunder Fighter: "... Why, what matter to me?"

Damn, what do you think of me?

Huayang: "@ 翠花"

Cuihua fried hair: "Go and go, it's none of my business."

Hua Yang said: "Go on the mission, killing is also a way of venting for him, I know, he wants to kill."

Grandma: "Don't worry so much, look at me."

Suddenly she squeezed her mouth and sucked hard. The painful groan of Li Xianyu came from the front passenger seat.

He turned his head and looked tired, "Grandma ... why are you sucking me?"

Huayang: "..."

Thunder Fighter: "..."

Cuihua: "....."

Grandma's face went red: "He will enter a wise man for a long time."

At 11 noon, commercial vehicles drove into the residential area. The parking spaces in the residential area were very abundant, and most of the cars there were driven to work.

This residential area is very good. Now the house price is selling at 65,000 a flat, but it is a little bit old. In the residential area built in the 1990s, the residential building has the highest eighth floor and there is no elevator.

When Li Xianyu was in junior high school, the Shanghai Stock Exchange was undergoing a large-scale demolition. The city changed rapidly, and many old communities spread around at that time: after a few years, the government will come to demolish!

This urban legend has been maintained for more than ten years. In the past ten years, those areas where Pudong originally lived in the countryside had been demolished and turned into wealthy households with several suites. The original "city" people, who have lived in the old community for over ten years.

After going to college, he was familiar with the history of China's economic development and urban economic construction. Li Xianyu concluded a law that no matter where the government is, construction and demolition will never start in the city center. They are all selected for the more remote and marginal locations.

First, the cost of demolition is low, and second, the development value is high.

...

3rd floor, room 308.

The sound of cooking in the kitchen, and financial news in the living room.

"Wife, Apple's stock has plummeted. A lot of colleagues in my unit have made a lot of money. I knew I was short with them, and my overseas account was empty." The adoptive father sighed.

"How much money have you lost in these years of stock trading, a bull market so big in the past few years, your daughter has made hundreds of thousands of shares, and you, you have lost hundreds of thousands of dollars sold by your son's old house. He must know, I'm desperate for you. "The voice of an adoptive mother came from the kitchen.

Li Wuxiang left his son a house. After all, his adoptive father was a mixed state-owned enterprise. He had a vision and sold it on his own initiative. He bought a new house. Now the new houses are rising higher than the old houses, and this wave of investment is making money.

"I wasn't trapped. Who can think of a big avalanche in the later period ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The government is also despicable, the market has collapsed like this, and the good news is released in the news. The adoptive father hummed.

"You party member, you don't have any ideological awareness," the foster mother scolded.

"I just realized that my consciousness was too high and I was convinced that I would lose money." The adoptive father retorted.

The adoptive father was on vacation at home today. I wanted to go out for a day in the chess room. When I heard that my son was going to take a female classmate home, I stayed at home as soon as my heart moved.

He said that the unbridled adoptive son finally turned around and was willing to have a good relationship.

The adopted son grows into a flamboyant human-shaped self-propelled artillery. He is responsible. When he was a kid, he always brags in front of the adopted son: thinking of that year, Lao Tzu left Qinglong and White Tiger, with Xu Huilin Qingxia in his left hand, and Jingan Wang Zuxian in his right hand. Behind a group of solo horses is Zhan younger brother. Mixed traces in the major ballrooms, Wanhua bushes, leaves do not touch the body.

Later, when I saw your mother's helpless little dinghy, she couldn't bear to see her buried in the sea, so she gave her a warm harbor.

As a result, the adopted son grew up like a wild dog, and went further and further down the road of Xu Huilin Qingxia on the left and Wang Anxian of Jing'an on the right.

The room has been opened a lot, but not a girlfriend.

But after thinking about it, he did not disappoint the old brother's entrustment. The son has indeed grown up. In this "experience", I don't know how many people of the same age.

"Oh!"

A knock came.

"Salty fish is back," the adoptive father narrowed his expressionless iceberg daughter on the side, "open the door for your brother."

The long daughter of the iceberg, who was even more troublesome to the people of the country, glanced at him gently.

"Yes, I'll go by myself." The adoptive father put on slippers, walked to the porch, and opened the door.

The scene at the door surprised him.