It was autumn many years ago. The gentle evening breeze blew across the river. In the faint mist, the children who were shouting softly were stepping on the cold stream and holding a long wooden knife in their hands.

At that time, Heiyu Kaito went to visit Tufang's house with his father. When he left, he saw people of his age.

Ordinary clothes, like sweat and water, wet the body, soft black hair, fair face, and hands with distinct joints.

Hei Yu Tuiyi asked the butler beside him who sent them away with him: "Who is that child?"

"A wild boy." The butler looked over there and shouted: "Tu Fang is very happy."

The little figure shaking in the stream subconsciously raised his head and looked at it.

Her tightly pursed lips made her peach blossom eyes look black and white, like a swallow flying by at dusk, and Heiyu Kaito saw the stubbornness in his eyes.

That look, his appearance, the young master of the Tufang family who could shout a few times was remembered in Heiyu Kuidou's mind.

He saw the boy's mother, as they got in the car and left.

A young and beautiful woman pulled him up from the river and patted him hard on the back, as if scolding something, and finally leaned over and hugged him tightly.

Heiyu Kaito saw him raising his hand to wipe the corner of the woman's eyes, and reached out to hug her.

Soon I couldn't see clearly, but in that scene, the people hugging each other were lonely like dark shadows.

It is also like the "ghost" recorded in the Turtle family genealogy.

An illegitimate son who was trapped in a quagmire since he was born, disgusted by others but desperately wanted to gain the attention of his family through practicing swordsmanship. Like his mother who was an actor, he was full of distant dreams and laughing out loud.

This is the news that Hei Yu Kaito later heard of, and the miserable life of the mother and son, and everything ended on the night when the Tufang family was destroyed.

At that time, he thought the boy was dead, and he was depressed for a while, but after thinking about it, he couldn't tell whether he was sad or happy for that guy.

Sad to his death, glad he was freed in this way.

Kuroyuki Kaito was startled by his thoughts.

...

That evening, Chen Xing saw the handsome black feather thief who looked more like a big man in the upper class.

There was also the little boy who was following him, who seemed to be unable to get interested in everything.

Compared with those he had seen before, who tried to imitate adults' words and deeds, he was more like a famous family.

When the other party looked at him, he did not use sympathy to pretend to disgust like others did.

They are the magic masters invited by the Tufang family to perform magic, Kuroeba and his son.

Chen Xing later learned their identities from his mother. He heard from his mother that Hei Yu Tuoyi's magic performance was artistic and magical, but unfortunately he was unable to take him to watch it.

My mother said that she would definitely take him to see him once if she had the chance in the future.

Chen Xing smiled and said yes.

She thought he was a child by nature and wanted to watch magic shows, but in fact she just wanted to stay with her for a while because she was always very busy.

Just like this time, the promise made casually became a regret that will never be fulfilled.

So Chen Xing hated magic, and in the days that followed, he chose to forget this memory about the magician.

Until I just heard the name of Magic Master again in the banquet hall.

Chen Xing pulled "Ran Maori" away with force.

...

Cabin, in the unmanned computer room.

Maori Ran leaned against the cold wall, opposite him with a frown of frowning.

"Are you going to abuse me?" Ran Mori smiled weakly and said, stretching out his hand as if he was trying to touch his chest.

Then, a hard object was pressed against the lower abdomen.

His face froze and he slowly lowered his head. After seeing it clearly, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

It was the handle of a wooden knife, not...

"Since you know the swordsmanship of the Tufang family, you should be clear about what I can do." Chen Xing said.

"Okay." Ran Mori, or Kuroha Kuroha, shrank his abdomen uncomfortably, and said casually: "What do you want to know?"

It was no longer a gentle voice pretending to be, but a frivolous and fearless tone of the monster thief Kidd.

"You are... Heiyukong?" Chen Xing said.

"What?" Kuaido was shocked, but fortunately he was wearing a mask, his expression was not shown at all.

"I remembered it." Chen Xing said: "The magic performance I hate, and the father and son of the Heiyu family."

"You guy!" Kuaido was furious when he heard that he belittled his father so much.

Chen Xing pursed his lips, and his eyebrows slightly raised under his black hair, "Did you admit it?"

Kaito was silent for a moment and said coldly: "Aren't you even more annoying? The young master of the Tufang family!"

The last sentence, he deliberately said it word by word.

Chen Xing's expression indeed returned to his coldness.

The two were almost pressed together, except that one held the exposed shoulder of each other, and pressed the knife handle on his lower abdomen with the other hand; the other reached out and held his wrist, and his left hand seemed to be stroking it against his chest, but there was a white pistol in his palm.

"Look at whether your sword energy is fast or my bullet is fast." Kuaido chuckled, "Oh, maybe you're just bluffing and haven't cultivated the sword energy yet."

Sword energy, the mysterious realm of sword cultivation, cannot be said to be able to do it.

What Heiyu Kaito said this is nothing more than that the two seem to be evenly matched now, but in fact he is the one who has the upper hand.

"You can try." Chen Xing said lightly, turning a blind eye to the pistol on his chest. "How powerful can a magic pistol have."

Heiyukan was stunned for a moment.

Of course he couldn't have a real gun. It was true that there was a magic pistol in his hand, but he had never fired it. From the outside, it looked so fake that it was fake. This guy had never touched it. How did he know?

Moreover, I have also collected information about Tuya Honkai's Honkai in the past two days. Since the night the Tuya family was destroyed, Lu Yin has been living in the temple and being taken care of by Suzuki family.

So, how could he get in contact with a gun?

Could it be that the temple is actually the stronghold of the Suzuki Consortium for handling the dark business, and Tuya Kexiao was the killer secretly trained by the Suzuki Consortium?

Hiss, Heiyu Kuidou took a breath. His guess was so stupid.

At this moment, Chen Xing slowly let go of his hand and took a step back.

Kaito raised his eyebrows and looked at the straight person opposite him. He suddenly felt that the little pitiful little guy in his memory now had a cold face and pretty face, which was really a bit of a gentle and scum temperament.

Very handsome.

He couldn't help but smile.

Chen Xing frowned and wanted to ask him what he was laughing at, but when he saw him staring at him with a bright look, especially with Xiaolan's face, he felt a little awkward.

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Kuidou deliberately straightened his chest, "I felt uncomfortable just now?"

Chen Xing was embarrassed in his eyes, his wrist turned around, and the wooden knife with a sheath hit the guy's shoulder.

Kuidou glanced at him and smiled, "Are you planning to use force?"

"Why have you become a thief?" Chen Xing's lips moved and he asked.
Chapter completed!