"What if those who killed his father don't let him go?" The silver-masked boy said coldly: "Those people won't let him go, just because he... went to Alcatraz alone and disappeared.
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"By the way, can you tell me about Mei? Mei and Gao Yinuo... no, with Qiao Ren." I don't know why, I want to know.
"I'll wait until 'Qiao Ren' comes to tell you..." Mi Qi said, as if he didn't want me to know too much.
"Okay, then can you tell me about 'Qiao Ren'? Why is Qiao Ren called Qiao Ren?"
"You know my name is Mi Qi? Mi Qi is the surname of our Mi Qi magic family. Only the heir can bear this name." The young man fell into those memories: "Because Qiao Ren's father, my uncle, is Mi Qi.
The heir of the magic family... So, Qiao Ren should be Miqi, and I should be Qiao Ren. However, because his father loves freedom, wants to live an ordinary life, and wants to leave the Miqi family, the identity of the heir falls on me.
It fell on my father, and it fell on me. My father had already died due to the pursuit of the enemy, when I was very young. At that time, my grandfather felt that I was not responsible enough at a young age, so he let me, who was only five years old at the time,
Accompanied by the guards, I went to look for Qiao Ren's father and uncle. The guards who protected me on the way were all killed by my enemies. Only me and the guard's daughter, Mei, were left. Through hard work, the clever Mei and I went through all kinds of hardships.
After many hardships, I finally found my uncle who had a five-year-old son at that time. But my uncle told me that he would not return to the Secret Magic Family, as he was no longer a member of the family. Nor would his son Qiao Ren return to the family and become a cultivator.
A person who practices magic. My uncle showed me a photo of Qiao Ren and said he was my cousin. He is in kindergarten and lives a very happy life, just like an ordinary child. My uncle also asked me to stay with them.
Home, don’t go back, I didn’t agree. I went to the kindergarten and met Qiao Ren, my legendary brother. He was eating sweets childishly. But at the age of five, I already had to learn very advanced magic and have to bear the responsibility.
I took on the heavy responsibility of the family. I was invisible at that time, and in a fit of anger, I used magic to turn the candy bitter. As a result, he ate it and his face wrinkled up. "
"..."
Listening to the silver masked boy's words, I felt shocked and speechless.