The Demon Lord has too many aliases

In the thin light of the morning, this small courtyard has an indescribable aura of human fireworks.

Coming from afar, he was an uninvited guest covered in dust and evil spirits, but he seemed to be infected by the quiet atmosphere, and his eyes were startled.

The water on the stove was boiling. The young man in coarse clothes held the teapot, and the clear water fell into the cup in a line. The dense water vapor mixed with the fragrance of tea and rose up, making him feel a little more relaxed. Indescribable grace.

Finally, he calmly stretched out his hand: "Please.

"The uninvited guest looked him up and down, raised the tea cup in front of him to his lips, and immediately smelled the faint and distant fragrance of tea on the tip of his nose.

"It is indeed good tea!" He praised it, but did not drink it. Instead, he suddenly put it down.

The tea cup hit the table hard, but not a drop of tea in the cup spilled.

"It's a pity..." There was a bit more sarcasm in his eyes, "I don't dare to drink the stuff you brewed.

" In Zhao Zhongzhi's bitter eyes, he sneered: "I don't want to drink something from unknown sources again, faint without warning, and wake up to become a prisoner again.

"The bitterness on Zhao Chongzhi's face became even stronger. He stared blankly at the person in front of him: "I didn't know anything about what happened back then.

I'm sorry, if I had known about it earlier, Azheng..." "Stop calling me that name, you don't deserve it.

"The eyebrows jumped hard, and the young man's cold face was stained with rage, as if thunder was gathering between his eyebrows.

He stood up suddenly and interrupted the other party's words.

"Bang!" The stone table, which was almost integrated with the ground, was overturned. The teapot and cups shattered on the ground, and scalding boiling water splashed onto Zhao Chongzhi's thigh.

Zhao Zhongzhi suddenly inhaled in pain, his handsome face turned pale with pain, and he was almost speechless.

"My current name is Xiao Wuyi.

” However, Xiao Wuyi, who was clearly unscathed, looked more like the man who had been scalded by boiling water.

He clenched his teeth so hard that the veins on his forehead popped out, and his handsome face became ferocious. In those depressed and violent eyes, it seemed like a volcano was about to erupt.

He stretched out his hand in a condescending manner, and lifted the young man opposite him like a chicken with one hand. The pain and anger around him almost twisted into substance.

"I would also like to thank you for teaching me that in this world, upright and kind-hearted people will only become fools who are used and ridiculed by others. Only those who are ruthless can survive.

"Cough cough cough cough!" "Zhao Zhongzhi was picked up and seemed out of breath. He couldn't help but roll his eyes. He smiled bitterly, "Azheng, my father was indeed at fault for what happened back then, and our Zhao family has also been punished.

Ahem, but I haven't, I've never hurt you! "You didn't?" "Xiao Wuyi asked softly, looking down at him, his eyes as deep as ink, so deep that it was hard to see.

"Yeah yeah.

"Zhao Chongzhi said quickly, "Don't you remember? When you were a child, you had no food to eat or clothes to wear. When you were locked up, I would secretly bring you snacks and secretly take you out to play..." As Zhao Chongzhi narrated, Xiao Wuyi looked at him more and more. complex.

Zhao Chongzhi continued to talk, his expression full of memories and nostalgia for his childhood: "When my father wanted to punish you, I specifically interceded for you.

Dad didn't allow you to study and practice martial arts. I learned it and taught you secretly... In the entire Zhao family, I am the only one who treats you best.

Don’t you remember these things, Azheng? " At the end of the sentence, his voice was even higher, and his eye circles were slightly red.

He murmured with a wry smile, looking dazed: "Haha, it's okay if you don't remember. Who made my father do such an outrageous thing? It's our Zhao family that feels sorry for you..." Xiao Wuyi stared at him silently.

At this moment, Xiao Wuyi seemed to have returned to the past, remembering scenes from the past.

His eyes softened a little, and he chuckled: "I also wanted to treat you as my family..." Six years ago, the little boy who lost his father and became an orphan was regarded as a righteous man and a heroic hero by the people of the world. As the son of a child, he chose Uncle Zhao, his father's good friend and the one he was most familiar with, to raise him among many strangers.

He also got his wish and entered the Zhao family in the eyes of many expectants.

He originally thought that he would be like the name given by his father, like what many people expected, and become a generation of upright heroes in the future.

I also thought that life in the Zhao family would be just like Uncle Zhao promised, just like at home.

But as a six-year-old child, he didn't know how complicated adults' thoughts were.

What he didn't know was that he was watching his friend who was once more unknown than himself suddenly become famous all over the world.

For some people, they will not be ecstatic and proud of it. Instead, they will be dazzled by unspeakable jealousy and ambition and gnaw at their souls.

——They are all practicing the same ordinary low-level martial arts, they all have the same qualifications, and their cultivation level is not even as good as mine, and they usually need their own support. Why is it that a poor boy can break through one realm after another in one day? Directly to heaven? Why couldn't it be him who did all this? Could it be that the other party is hiding some special adventure? Or does the Xiao family have any secrets? Zhao Qian urgently wanted to know the reason for this.

And the last bloodline of the Xiao family, Xiao Zheng, who is only six years old, may be the only tool that can allow him to find the answer.

Therefore, he who had just arrived at the Zhao family was praised to the heavens, and even the direct descendants of the Zhao family had to stay out of the way.

But this warm-hearted offensive lasted for two years and still failed to extract any secrets from him. Zhao Qian finally tore off the warm disguise and revealed his cold side.

Xiao Zheng, who knew nothing, fell from heaven to hell again in the blink of an eye.

The kind-hearted uncle and aunt turned their backs on each other, and the many children of the Zhao family who supported him before could all step on him.

The servants also obeyed the master's will and changed their attitude.

In addition to always having a life left, even the cat raised by the eldest daughter of the Zhao family lived a hundred times better than him.

In the past, Xiao Zheng didn't know the reason, but now Xiao Wuyi understands it clearly.

On the surface, he was stepped into the mud, but secretly, someone was always watching him.

Zhao Qian thought that in such an environment where life was worse than death, if he wanted to live a good life, he would inevitably reveal his secrets, such as practicing some magical skills.

But no.

Zhao Chongzhi, the youngest son of the Zhao family and Xiao Zheng's only friend, came to rescue him, help him and encourage him every now and then.

Finally, it was this good friend who knocked him down with a cup of tea when he finally had a chance to escape.

He wanted to say goodbye to his friends for the last time before starting a new life, but when he woke up, he was locked in a dark prison.

At the same time, there was Zhao Qian's loud laughter as he got what he wanted - a child who was only in his early thirties could escape from the heavily monitored Zhao family on his own, so what could he rely on? Of course it was the big secret that he worked so hard to get.

Now that he has determined that this is not his delusion, but a real fact.

There are so many ways to get all this out of a child.

Recalling the past, Xiao Wuyi's originally soft eyes returned to coldness. He pinched Zhao Zhongzhi's neck tightly with one hand, looking a little out of control.

"A Zheng! A Zheng...cough cough cough!" Xiao Wuyi was awakened by him. Looking at the other party's ashen face, he subconsciously let go of his hand and took two steps back, his eyes slightly averted.

Zhao Chongzhi was let go by him and sat down on the ground. He raised his head and explained seriously: "I didn't know anything about what happened back then.

I also fell asleep at that time, and when I woke up, you were gone.

I thought you had left.

"