After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

His muscles tensed and he took a stern defensive stance.

The door slammed open.

The lights in the corridor were on, illuminating the girl's face.

Her fox eyes rolled up: "Uncle."

"It's Qingqing." Nian Tingchu breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "Why didn't you say a word when you came back? Didn't you record the show in Mocheng? Why did you come back suddenly?"

"Come in, don't stand outside, are you hungry? Shall I cook you a bowl of tomato and egg noodles?"

"Uncle is fine, I'm not hungry, something happened on the way, so I didn't have time to say it." Si Fuqing paused and whispered, "I brought my grandma, she has missed you for a long time."

Nian Ting was stunned for a moment, but couldn't react for a while: "Who?"

A surprised voice sounded.

"Second Young Master!"

"Yao Nian!"

Yin Qiushi came up behind Mrs. Yin, entered the room, and met Nian Tingchu's gaze.

At the moment when their eyes met, Nian Ting was struck by lightning in an instant.

He stared blankly at the earnest Mrs. Yin, opened his mouth, and tried to speak a few times, but after dozens of seconds, he seemed to be speechless, and he didn't utter a word.

"Yao Nian..." Old Madam Yin took two steps forward, took his arm, choked up, and said incoherently, "You are so old, so old..."

When Yin Beichen and Yin Yaonian were forced to leave the Yin family, they were only twenty years old, and they were still high-spirited teenagers.

After being apart for so long, Mrs. Yin was almost unable to connect the man with the resolute eyes in front of her with the boy from before.

How many trials and setbacks did it take to get to where it is today?

Nian Tingchu's lips moved, and he finally made a sound, but it was a heavy sob.

A big man, crying like a child at the moment.

He thought that after such a long time, he had also become a man from a teenager, and he was already able to be on his own.

But now he discovered that no matter how much he grew up, in front of Mrs. Yin, he was still a child.

Nian Ting closed his eyes at the beginning of the year, and even the muscles of his face were shaking.

I don't know how long it took, he finally called out the name that had been covered in dust for more than 20 years: "Mom..."

"It's my mother." Madam Yin trembled as she stroked the scar on Nian Tingchu's face, and tears fell, "You must have suffered a lot over the years, right?"

When the mother sees the child, she only cares about whether he is doing well or not, and the rest is not important.

"No." Nian Tingchu gritted his teeth, tried his best to suppress the stormy emotions, and rolled his throat, "Mom, I'm fine, really fine, Mom, come and see, this is Pillow Sleep, She has been with me for so many years."

Without Ye Qianmian's company, he wouldn't be able to survive now.

Ye Zhenmian stood aside and watched silently for a long time.

She also only knew the past of the early years of the court.

Really distressed.

When Mrs. Yin looked over, she quietly wiped away her tears and smiled: "Mom."

Mrs. Yin responded in surprise: "Hey!"

She hurriedly removed a bracelet that she had been wearing on her wrist and stuffed it into Ye Qianmian: "Pillow sleep, you put this away, you can save your life at a critical time."

"Yian, come out quickly." Ye Qianmian walked to Nian Yi'an's bedroom door and knocked, "I'll write my homework later."

"Ah?" Nian Yi'an just finished a set of comprehensive questions, but she was still a little confused when she came out, "Grandma?"

Yin Qiushi was very happy: "Old Madam, there is not only a young lady, but also a young master!"

Who would have thought that after more than 20 years, they would not only be able to reunite with the second young master, but also have more relatives.

Mrs. Yin also laughed so hard that she could not close her mouth. In the next second, her expression changed and she lost her voice: "A-level?!"

Mrs. Yin's eyes were vicious, and she naturally saw that Ye Qianmian did not have an evolutionary bloodline.

But she still likes Ye Qianmian very much.

As we all know, the advanced evolutionary and ordinary people are combined, and the descendants have the highest bloodline B-level, and most of them are C-level and D-level.

This is what years of research by the League of Evolutionaries have shown, with few exceptions.

You can be assured of the genuine A-grade in the future.

And A-level evolutionary, there is still a 1% possibility of reaching super A-level.

Nian Yi'an touched his head, feeling a little embarrassed: "It's just A-level, which made grandma laugh."

Mrs. Yin: "..."

Yin Qiushi: "..."

Is this really modest? !

Nian Yi'an didn't think anything was wrong.

In his opinion, Nian Tingchu is stronger than him, Si Fuqing is stronger than him, and even the assistant brought by Si Fuqing is stronger.

"Good children, all good children." Mrs. Yin held Nian Tingchu with one hand and Ye Zhenmian with the other, and the stone in her heart finally fell.

She sat down and took the tissue handed over by Nian Yi'an, but she couldn't wipe away her tears.

Si Fuqing also patiently accompanied Mrs. Yin. She went to the kitchen to make a few cups of hot tea and put it on the dining table.

Yin Yaonian recounted how the group of people escaped to death back then.

"No wonder, no wonder." Mrs. Yin murmured, "I knew that you must have a way to escape, Yao Nian... What about your elder brother? He didn't send you any more news?"

Yin Yaonian's voice was somber: "After I separated from my eldest brother, I don't know where he went. If it wasn't for my eldest brother's clever plan, it would be difficult for me to escape."

He also didn't want to accept the fact that Yin Beichen had died, but he did not see the body.

Perhaps there is still a silver lining.

But it could also be utter despair.

Madam Yin fell silent, her hands trembling slightly.

Seeing that Yin Yaonian became a family and Si Fuqing became an actor in the entertainment industry, she was even more worried about Yin Beichen now.

What happened to her genius child?

"Grandma, there is a guest room at home. You and Grandpa Qiushi will stay here today." Si Fuqing pressed Mrs. Yin's shoulder, "I've been on the road for a day today, take more rest, if you have anything, let's talk about it tomorrow. ."

"Yeah, Mom." Yin Yaonian got up and supported Mrs. Yin, "I'll take you to rest. You don't know how powerful Qingqing is. If eldest brother can see it, he will be very happy..."

Ye Zhenmian wiped her tears: "It's good."

There is nothing happier than a reunion.

Nian Yi'an had a healthy family since he was a child, and he had never experienced that incident, but after listening to Yin Yaonian's story, he felt sour in his heart.

He changed the subject and wanted to liven up the atmosphere: "Grandma looks so young."

Mrs. Yin was seventy years old, but she looked like she was only in her early forties.

"Evolvers tend to age slowly." Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows, "Grandma is a Transcendent A Grade Evolver, you can't beat her now."

Nian Yi'an: "..."

Excuse me, he should continue training.

He had the fighting spirit, and after chatting a few words with Si Fuqing, he also returned to the room.

The road back to Ancheng was indeed full of twists and turns.

Si Fuqing was worried that he would be targeted, so he turned around a lot on the way.

It's finally safe now.

She rubbed her shoulders, went to the bedroom, and lay in the game cabin that had been separated for many days.

The familiar sound of game entry sounded.

【Welcome, S009. 】

[The journey of Daxia continues to open, passing through...]

Si Fuqing opened his eyes, and the picture in front of him gradually became clear.

"military adviser?"

A worried voice sounded above her head.

Si Fuqing pressed his temple: "It's alright, go on."

She raised her head and looked slightly shocked when she saw the face of the person in front of her.

Moyan wind.

A genius in the history of the Mohist family, the founder of the Mohist family city.

"Master is well." Mo Yanfeng nodded towards her, "I finally made the Jinghong Shadowless Needle this morning, and I was about to go to His Majesty to test its power."

Si Fu squinted his eyes.

The first of the three hidden weapons of the Mohist family - the Jinghong Wuying Needle.

This is a group attacking hidden weapon with great lethality.

But it has now been lost.

The three hidden weapons of the Mo family were all created by Mo Yanfeng alone.

According to historical records, Mo Yanfeng was only twenty-three years old when he created the Jinghong Wuying Needle.

Si Fuqing's heart couldn't help trembling.

One more year.

In another year, Mo Yanfeng will sacrifice his body to the Mojia Organ City to complete his final mission.

Jiang Haiping's death made her realize that even if she traveled back to the Great Xia Dynasty and saw these famous heroes in history, she couldn't do anything but watch them die one by one.

In particular, the nine brothers Jiang Xuanjin are amazing and talented.

They died when they were young.

"A military advisor is interested in hidden weapons?" Mo Yanfeng smiled, "The sleeve arrows just made a while ago have already been equipped for the soldiers, and they have excellent equipment."

"Interested." Si Fuqing paused and said, "Brother Mo, have you ever thought about what if the manufacturing methods of these hidden weapons were lost?"

Mo Yanfeng was stunned: "Lost?"

"Yeah." Si Fuqing looked at him and said slowly, "In the past few years, there have been continuous wars, and even a small fire may lead to serious consequences. If these blueprints are lost, Yu Mo's family and Yu Daxia's It's all a loss."

Mo Yanwen said that about 300 years ago, a fire burned down the Mo family's hidden weapon pavilion, and 90% of the drawings were burnt down.

Because some of the secret weapons of the Mo family are not shared, and even the blueprints are not backed up.

Some blueprints were rescued, and a new copy was drawn, but the hidden weapons are exquisite and interlocking, and even a misaligned part cannot be assembled successfully.

The fire came unexpectedly and brought great losses to the Mo family. So far, the source of the fire has not been found.

When it came to Mo Yanwen's generation, he made the other two hidden weapons, but he still had no clue about the Jinghong Wuying Needle.

Si Fuqing also thought that if she could see Mo Yanfeng, she must instruct him to make more copies of the blueprints of Jinghong Wuyingzhen.

I didn't expect the opportunity to come so quickly.

"As expected of a military advisor, he can think so far." Mo Yanfeng pondered for a moment, "The military advisor is indeed right, and we really want to avoid this kind of thing from happening."

After a pause, he smiled: "In this way, I will copy these drawings a little more and put them in these places. If the original drawings are lost, they will not be lost."

"Teacher, think these places are feasible?" Mo Yanfeng pointed to a part of the Mojia Organ City, "I am confident that even if it is five hundred or five thousand years, the Mojia Organ City will still stand, as long as the Mojia Organ City is in the city. , these drawings will not be lost."

"But in order to prevent the blueprints from leaking, I will only tell the military adviser where the blueprints are stored, and I will trouble the military adviser to pass on the blueprints in the future."

The game system didn't sound any alarms, proving that her move didn't change history.

Si Fuqing memorized these locations one by one.

But with the blueprint, it is not necessarily possible to make a top hidden weapon like the Jinghong Wuying Needle.

She tried to ask Mo Yanfeng how to make the Jinghong Shadowless Needle, but Mo Yanfeng happily explained a few key points to her.

"Brother Mo is a real genius." Si Fuqing admired from the bottom of his heart, "It is a blessing for Daxia to have Brother Mo in Daxia."

"The counselor's words are serious." Mo Yanfeng was a little embarrassed to be praised, and he handed over, "I will go to see Your Majesty first and leave first."

Si Fuqing watched him leave.

When I came out of the game again, at five in the morning, the sky was already white.

In my mind, the location where the Jinghong Wuying Needle drawings are stored is still vivid in my mind.

Si Fuqing exhaled slowly, found Mo Yanwen's mobile phone number, and pressed the dial button.

**

On the other side, the Mo family.

Canyoning also got up early to deliver things to Mother Tan.

Tan's father held back his anger: "I heard from other children that you brought that female star into the Mo family, and because she lost Miss Chu Yi's face, what do you want to do?"

Canyon didn't speak, but he happened to receive a call from Si Fuqing.

Si Fuqing asked, "Canyoning, is it in the Mo family?"

"Here." Canyon immediately regained his energy, "Miss Si, you said, I'll be waiting at any time."

When Father Tan heard this sentence, he finally got angry and came up again: "Miss Si, Miss Si, Miss Si from day to night, tell me what she can give you?!"

"We depend on the Mo family to exist, you have to follow Miss Chu Yi well, do you know that?"

On the phone, Si Fuqing also said, "Would you like to make Jinghong Wuying Needle reappear?"

Xiaoxiang still doubles the monthly pass, giving Qingqin the top three~

Director Lu: I suspect that Teacher Si met Jiang Zhaoyue himself!

In fact—she not only met Jiang Zhaoyue, but also called Mo Yanfeng brothers.

Everyone: ? ? ?

In fact, Qingqing travels continuously and encounters many historical figures, which is the collision of modern and ancient ideas and technologies.

This chapter has a lot of foreshadowing qwq

See you tomorrow~