Toronto, Canada, in the warm afternoon sun shining on a private estate covering a large area, a white-haired old man in Tang costume is sitting on a rocking chair in the courtyard, playing with a handsome little girl, laughing, enjoying the joy of family.

This old man has a high prestige in the Canadian Chinese world, he is one hundred and three years old this year, and his entire family is prosperous and enjoys endless wealth. Outsiders only know that Mr. Wu started by mining mines, but they don't know that there has always been a secret hidden in his heart. This secret, he planned to take into the coffin, and he would not tell it when he died.

"Wu Zhuojian!" In the garden behind him, an indifferent voice suddenly came out of thin air, making Old Man Wu's hands tremble, and the whole person froze as if he had been immobilized.

Turning his head, Wu Zhuojian saw an unforgettable face, as if his soul had been taken away, but only two seconds later, poof!

He threw himself down from his rocking chair, knelt down in front of the visitor and kowtowed.

"Grandpa, grandpa...... Why do you want to kneel down for him?" The five-and-a-half-year-old girl didn't understand why her ancestor wanted to kowtow to a stranger, and it had always been someone else who kowtowed to her grandfather and received red envelopes......

"Presumptuous, kneel down!" Wu Zhuojian's face turned so white that there was no blood, and he shouted to stop his great-granddaughter's rude behavior, offending the gods, this is to be thundered by the sky!

"That's it, Tong Yan Wuji, Wu Zhuojian, I'm here this time, and I want you to check one thing. The middle-aged man put down his crutches and sat down on a square stool.

"The seniors said that it doesn't matter, I, Wu Zhuojian, can have today, thanks to the seniors, even if it is heaven and earth, go to the soup and fire, I will never give up!" The old man knelt on the ground, not daring to get up, not daring to raise his head, and his attitude was extremely respectful.

"Well, I want you to check the whereabouts of a passenger on the Princess Grace cruise ship a few months ago, his surname is Jiang and his name is Yuan. ”

It turned out that this lame middle-aged man was none other than the sect master of the Medicine Sect, the contemporary ruler of the Jiang clan, and Jiang Daoqian, who had a common enmity with Dongfang Fall!

On the same day, the Xiao family invited Jiang Yuan to go to Huaxia, intending to borrow his hand to solve Ye Fan, not wanting to have a narrow road on the way, Jiang Yuan was directly killed by Ye Fan at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean, and there has been no trace since then.

It wasn't until today when Jiang Daoqian came out of the customs that he felt that something was wrong, Jiang Yuan was his most important grandchild, and he had been put in the position of the young master of the clan. On Jiang Yuan's body, Jiang Daoqian didn't spend less time, just refining those elixirs that cut hair and wash the marrow took him more than ten years of time!

Now he had a hunch that Jiang Yuan had not heard from him for so long, something must have happened, so as soon as he got out, he first came to Toronto, found Wu Zhuojian, and ordered him to check Jiang Yuan's traces.

Like the Xiao family, Wu Zhuojian also benefited from the gift of the Jiang family, all the way to today, if there was no adventure back then, he would not have lived to be 100 years old, let alone this huge family business.

The difference is that the Xiao family has always maintained contact with the Jiang family, and has passed on the Jiang family as a family worship from generation to generation. And Wu Zhuojian has never seen Jiang Daoqian since that separation. After decades, seeing this figure among the immortals again, the shock in Wu Zhuojian's heart is really beyond addition!

But as soon as he heard Jiang Daoqian's request, Wu Zhuojian was dumbfounded again!

"What, this is very difficult?" Jiang Daoqian saw that he showed hesitation, and his face immediately turned a little colder.

Wu Zhuojian broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly said: "No, no, my predecessors listened to me! The Princess Grace unfortunately exploded and sank in New York Harbor on Christmas last month, and it has been ...... so far. It remains a mystery to this day. ”

The disaster of the princess cruise ship is well known to the world, and Jiang Daoqian's request made Wu Zhuojian very surprised and deeply troubled.

"Sunk!?" Jiang Daoqian's eyes shone with thunderbolts, and the hint of foreboding in his heart became more and more intense.

Bang! He slapped his palm on the stone table in front of him, making the little girl cry out loud with a frightened "wow", Wu Zhuojian was even more shocked that his hair stood on end, his whole body trembled, and he didn't dare to raise his head, let alone say half a word.

The gods are angry, how can mortals parry?

But then there was no movement, Wu Zhuojian was secretly wondering, but Jiang Daoqian grabbed the newspaper on the stone table, and his eyes swept like electricity.

"The newest popular Christmas holiday attraction – Nevada's Death Valley. What attracted Jiang Daoqian was not a major news, but one of the inconspicuous news.

After a quick glance, Jiang Daoqian's eyes were full of suspicion, he knew very well what was in Death Valley, it was an ancient killing array, the Jiang clan had listed it as a murderous place a long time ago, and no one had ever gone deep into it.

Now that Death Valley has become the newest tourist destination, there must be something strange about it!

Combined with the news of the sinking of the cruise ship, Jiang Daoqian, who was thoughtful and suspicious, couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Jiang Yuan had met a master of the cultivation realm?

"There's no need to check!" Jiang Daoqian flicked his sleeves and got up, and shouted coldly: "Get a transatlantic phone!"

Wu Zhuojian hurriedly said that he was looking up, and when he looked up, he found that Jiang Daoqian only had one leg left, this discovery made Wu Zhuojian feel a panic in his heart, what could make this fairy-like character suffer such a catastrophe?

Panicked, Wu Zhuojian hurriedly dragged his little granddaughter out of the garden, and after a while, he returned sweating profusely and found a mobile phone.

Jiang Daoqian seemed to disdain to use this thing, and only said a string of numbers, asking Wu Zhuojian to dial according to the number.

The call went out, but the other party came with a mechanical electronic voice: "The number you dialed is empty!"

"What's going on? You pressed the wrong number?" Jiang Daoqian was already anxious and upset, and he was even more angry when he heard this voice.

"No, no, senior, look at ......" Poor old man Wu was almost frightened by him, how dare he dial the wrong number, this is more fatal than the holy decree!

Jiang Daoqian raised his hand and snatched the phone in the air, glanced at the number on it with a cold face, and the anger and gloom in his eyes rose layer by layer!

The number is right, the Xiao family, the Xiao family who is far away in China can't even be contacted!

A series of encounters and strange encounters made Jiang Daoqian realize that during the half year he was in retreat, the outside world had changed!

"Who dares!"

The mobile phone exploded into powder in an angry roar, and Wu Zhuojian fell to the ground in shock, trembling.

He absolutely believed that as long as the other party moved his thoughts, the Wu family would be wiped out and disappear from the earth!

There was a cold wind blowing in the yard, and the sunny winter day made Wu Zhuojian feel the hellish cold!

He trembled and did not dare to say a word, like a broken ship that had lost its direction in a blizzard, waiting for the verdict of Tianwei.

After a long time, Jiang Daoqian's cold snort came from his ears: "Go find out who first stepped into the American Death Valley!"