Before leaving in the morning, Chen Shouyi received an invitation letter for the memorial service of Xiao Changming.

Half a month has passed, and the news of Xiao Changming's death has finally been identified.

When Bai Xiaoling sent him, he couldn't help feeling sad.

As a powerful martial artist or quasi martial artist, life is still so fragile and no different from others.

Although he is now stronger than Xiao Changming, he is still vulnerable when faced with real danger.

This time it was Xiao Changming, maybe it was his turn next time.

Chen Shouyi originally planned to go to training in another world today as usual, but this invitation made him suddenly feel a little bit. In addition to making himself stronger, life should have something to cherish.

He immediately changed his mind and went to his parents' restaurant.

"Why are you here?" Mother Chen was mopping the floor and saw Chen Shouyi, surprised.

"Look at you so hard, come and help!" Chen Shouyi said with a smile.

"What can I do for you? I don't need your help here," said Mother Chen abandoning her. Even though she said so, her face was somewhat relieved.

After hearing the news, Chen Dawei came out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife in his hand: "How come you are free today?"

"Nothing to do today!" Chen Shouyi said with a grin.

He has been here once since his parents opened this restaurant. As for the loss, the business is good or not, he never specifically asked, after all, how much can such a small restaurant make even more money.

It is estimated that the annual income is not as good as the cost of a month spent on arrows before becoming a warrior.

However, although he was willing to help, he was kicked out without being staying long.

...

Walking in the street, the morning sun has become dazzling.

He suddenly felt a little wondering what to do.

After becoming a book of knowledge, his life became boring and simple, either training or fighting.

However, Chen Shouyi has long been accustomed to it and enjoys it.

This little bit of experience of the powerful body is addictive, and it is the only one that can give him a sense of security in this troubled world.

He was boring in the street for a while.

Also decided to go to another world.

He walked around and turned home to get his bike.

...

The next morning, Chen Shouyi walked into the second floor of the hotel lobby.

The memorial service was officially hosted, and many people from the military and provincial and municipal governments came.

Xiao Changming's wife and daughter wore filial piety to greet the guests. Xiao Changming's wife looked older than Xiao Changming. From her face, she was in her forties and her eyes were full of crow's feet. Her daughter should be just a junior high school student. The long bright eyes are good, with a good look.

An emcee looked at the invitation and read it in a low voice:

"This is the Provincial General Counsel for Security, Chen Shouyi, Mr. Chen, a colleague in front of your husband."

"Sorrow changes smoothly!" According to custom, Chen Shouyi put a white bag into the dinner plate of Miss Li etiquette.

Xiao Changming's wife and daughter bowed together.

Chen Shouyi quickly avoided it.

Entering the hall, a black-and-white photo was placed on the podium, with a black ashes below, and wreaths on both sides.

However, Xiao Changming's body was not found, and there should only be some relics in it, and the right should be a symbol.

After a lady of manners stepped forward to help Chen Shouyi with a black cloth flower, he bowed in front of the statue.

"You are also here." Qin Liuyuan came over.

"Well!" Chen Shouyi nodded.

"I did not expect that Xiao Changming was sacrificed!" Qin Liuyuan sighed. "This is a martial artist."

In just one year, from Fang Shengjie, Cao Zhenhua, Cui Ziwen, to Xiao Changming, the big warriors of the same era as him have all died out, and now he is the only warrior Lei who has also taken the blood of God. Ruiyang.

Make him can not help but sigh.

"The martial arts master is not God, not to mention that even God may fall." Chen Shouyi said.

"Also, life is fragile."

Before long, Lei Ruiyang came in and stood with a group of military. The two eyes stared at each other from the air, and each recovered their gaze.

...

The memorial service will soon begin.

The host introduced the leaders who attended the memorial one by one.

The highest ranking is a senior official, followed by the commander of the garrison in Hedong City, the deputy mayor of Hedong City, and then Lei Ruiyang and Chen Shouyi.

"... Lei Ruiyang, Director of Budo Notary and Discipline Inspection Office, and Chen Shouyi, General Counselor of the Provincial Security ..."

Standing next to him, Qin Liuyuan looked at Chen Shouyi in surprise.

Although they are also general counsels, the general counsel of a city security and the general counsel of a province are very different, but their statuses are very different.

Many military soldiers who had seen Chen Shouyi looked at him secretly with a shocked expression. If it were not for the memorial service at this time, the atmosphere was somber, I am afraid there would have been a commotion.

Young and powerful!

Let him add a layer of mystery to the whole person.

...

After the memorial service.

Chen Shouyi and the leaders of the provinces and cities who came over simply dealt with a few words, and Qin Liuyuan walked out of the hall.

With his current strength, he no longer needs to tremble.

Even if there are no more views, he can't change his status.

"Are you already a martial arts?" Qin Liuyuan asked, with a trace of awe on his face. Xu is a psychological factor. Standing beside Chen Shouyi gives him a strong sense of depression.

"Even the recent events have not been decently certified," Chen Shouyi said lightly.

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How long is this?

The other party is less than 20 years old!

He tried hard to ask himself, and never relaxed his training for a day, but compared to the other side, he was almost alive to the dog.

...

At this time Xiao Changming's daughter trot out from the hall.

"Chen ... Uncle Chen!

"Uncle Chen!"

...

At first I heard the voice, Chen Shouyi hadn't responded yet. He didn't realize it until he called it three times. His name was him. Xiao Changming's daughter looked only fourteen or five years old, a few years younger than him. Unconsciously, he has become an uncle: "You have something to do with me?"

"My mom wants to discuss it with you!"

Chen Shouyi was a little confused, and he and Xiao Changming were not familiar, and there was nothing to discuss with him.

But still said to Qin Liuyuan: "You go first and talk next time."

"Yes, you are busy!" Qin Liuyuan used his sublime honorific title.

Soon Chen Shouyi and the girl walked back to the memorial service.

Xiao Changming's wife has red eyes:

"Mr. Chen, sorry, I want to bother you!"

"It doesn't matter, I wonder what do you want to discuss with me?" Chen Shouyi said.

"Meng Meng, don't listen!" Xiao Changming's wife opened her daughter before she spoke. After her daughter walked away, she wiped her tears and said incoherently: "Actually, I think Lao Xiao is not dead at all, just missing. He is such a great man, he is still a martial artist, he said before the mission that he would definitely return ...

You are his colleague, please if you can save him ... "

Chen Shouyi was silent: "Xunzi, please change your grief!"

"I beg you, he wasn't really dead, he must have just disappeared, and he entrusted me with a dream ... ohh!"