Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

Lin Jue walked on the wind and blocked the front of the waterfall, holding the knife in both hands and raising it above his head.

"Now that you're here, don't even think about going back!"

The wind gathered together, and with a whistling momentum, it slashed forward fiercely, tearing into pieces the body of the demon that tried to escape, and splitting a deep ravine.

Under the siege of the crowd, the invading demons were wiped out. At this time, the sky was getting light, and this was the real dawn.

After experiencing a bloody battle, everyone seemed to be still in a dream.

"We...won?"

"we won!"

"We beat the demons back!"

A smile of surviving a disaster appeared on their dirty faces, and they patted their brothers' shoulders one by one.

Happy for winning, happy for surviving.

"it is finally over."

Fang Zhixin retracted the knife, sat down on the ground in an ungraceful manner, gasping for breath, sweat dripping from his chin to the ground.

She looked up at the warm sunlight with a smile: "I really still like it. Blast it. I'll make more stock next time."

"I like it too." Lin Jue walked over quickly, the excitement on his face still showing.

"Zhi Xin, how was that bomb made?" Lin Jue's eyes turned: "Do you want to come with me to blow up the demon's lair in the future?"

“That would be fun!”

Fang Zhixin's eyes lit up: "Well, it's really fun, especially when they advance, dropping a bomb, hehe."

The mother and daughter smiled at each other. Fang Qingyue walked over and stood behind them, listening patiently to their silly plans.

"Then take me with you when the explosion occurs. I will be responsible for leading you to escape."

Fang Zhixin smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Yes, I will."

The sun rose and the warm sunlight shone down. Fang Zhixin noticed that his fingertips were twisted for a moment.

The smile faded, it's time.

She looked at her parents reluctantly. It was too short. She clearly wanted to stay with them longer.

"Dad, Mom, I might have to go."

Fang Zhixin said with a bitter tone, "I will definitely find a way."

Lin Jue hugged Fang Zhixin and gently stroked her head, "Zhixin, don't push yourself too hard."

Fang Qingyue reached out and pressed Fang Zhixin's shoulder: "If things can't be undone, protect yourself, okay?"

Fang Zhixin nodded solemnly and smiled confidently: "Don't worry, I have thought of a solution."

"We... will see you again."

The next second, the space distorted and Fang Zhixin disappeared from the world.

Su Muqu, who was observing secretly, chuckled: "In the established deadlock, everyone is a chess piece frozen on the chessboard, but only..."

The two voices gradually overlapped and time stopped.

"But only when the chess player is not in the game and enters the game himself can the game be broken. If the predetermined outcome cannot be changed, then find a way to continue the future."

“As long as the story is not over, there is a possibility of rewriting the trajectory.”

"Senior, this is what you want to tell me, right?"

Fang Zhixin calmed down and looked at the person who appeared in the air.

Su Muqu clapped his hands: "Not bad, I thought you had to think about it, but it's not surprising."

He stood up and said seriously, "Time is running out. Are you ready to find someone?"

"No."

The two words were so powerful that Su Muqu had to hold the words back in his throat.

"you……"

"It's one thing to figure it out, and another to come up with a solution. You have to give me some hints."

Fang Zhixin blinked, looked at Su Muqu who was covered by clothes, hissed, and asked in confusion.

"I think you and I are in the same situation. Why can I move freely, but you will be doomed without that piece of clothing?"

Su Muqu pressed his clothes and said, "Our situations are different. Your coming now is in the plan."

"Allowing you to meet your parents is a small selfish act. This is not the main battlefield."

"It's an opportunity, it's her, or rather, the opportunity you give yourself."

"Tsk, you're getting more and more like a Riddler."

Fang Zhixin put aside the clues that could not be connected at the moment and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"I can only give you a reminder. You have seen the person, and the item is in your hands, plus my talent."

"Your talent?"

Su Muqu nodded proudly, "Yes, that is my magical second talent, memory manipulation!"

A gleam of light flashed in Fang Zhixin's eyes, and the immature seeds in his mind broke out of the ground.

"Memory manipulation... I see. I can't tell you anything else, but I know who to look for now."

Su Muqu raised his hand and silently erased the memory of Fang Zhixin's existence from the minds of several people.

Lin Jue said to himself, "Why do I feel like I've forgotten something? It's a strange feeling."

Fang Qingyue raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Lin Jue's eyes. He felt bitter in his heart, but he didn't know why.

Wang Xueyang scratched his head, "I always feel like something is missing. Forget it."

Su Muqu took back his hand and couldn't help but feel lucky: "I thought the workload would be a little heavier. It's you, Boss Fang, who saved me a lot of work."

"You don't even try to hide it. You keep calling me Boss Fang. Are you afraid that I don't know that there is another me?"

Fang Zhixin said expressionlessly, taking out the culprit that sucked them into the space-time tunnel.

"Bracelet, bracelet, I hope you can give me some strength."

A distorted light flashed by, and the starry sky began to rotate, with the sun rising and the moon setting, over and over again.

The two disappeared in this space and time.

When Fang Zhixin opened his eyes again, they were already in a strange place.

"The coordinates are correct. You will be born two days later." Su Muqu took a step and looked towards the city in the distance.

He sighed, "It's been a long time since I last saw the Spring Safety Zone."

Fang Zhixin looked at the familiar yet strange place, grabbed a passerby, and asked softly, "Hello, can you lend me your communicator?"

She showed a weak expression and explained anxiously, "I accidentally lost my communicator. I have to call my family quickly."

"Okay, okay, no problem."

"Thank you." Fang Zhixin took the communicator and dialed the familiar number.

I don’t know if he has changed his mobile phone number. As a veteran netizen, he probably won’t change his phone number frequently.

After a while, a tired voice came from the other end of the communicator: "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Fang Zhixin smiled slightly: "Teacher Deng, you really haven't changed your contact number."

"Teacher? I'm not a teacher." The tired voice said slowly: "Did you call the wrong number?"

"Teacher Deng Hua, I didn't recognize the wrong person."

Fang Zhixin said bluntly: "I need your help and your talent. Although it is incredible, I am indeed your student."

Deng Hua on the other end of the communicator was stunned. A student? And knowing his talent...

"Can my talent...really help?"

"can."

His firm tone seemed as if he believed in him more than Deng Hua himself.

Deng Hua closed his eyes, thinking about the lives he could not save and his talent which was like a chicken rib.

He exhaled, "Please choose a seat. I'll go over and take a look... But I may not be able to help."

Deng Hua hung up the phone and smiled bitterly, "I'm really just trying all kinds of methods to cure my illness. Forget it, I'll go over and see who's looking for me."

"If it's the extradition person..." Deng Hua's eyes flashed with murderous intent when he thought of this, "It's better to take someone with you before you die than to do nothing."