The weather in May changes like a child's face. It was just as clear as before. It was sunny. In the blink of an eye, it was raining heavily. The rain was too fast and it wet its clothes in a blink of an eye. Song Li, who was wandering in the South China Sea Temple, was soaked all over. He held a sticky newspaper in a mess and rushed into a hall quickly.

"Damn it, what the hell is the weather!" He muttered and turned around, but suddenly shuddered.

Song Li is an otaku, and he is quite standard. If it were in the past, he would rather hold a computer to meet Ai Haneda at night and enjoy Aoi Sora than leave the dormitory half a step. But today it was a coincidence that the third brother's girlfriend came from another place. It happened that the eldest brother and fourth brother had something to do in the dormitory. Song Li, who was staying in his bed in this way, became an annoying light bulb in the eyes of the third brother.

After some bargaining, the third brother finally rushed Song Li out of the dormitory at the cost of ten bowls of instant noodles and fifty dollars. No wonder, the third brother who had calculated his girlfriend's menstrual period with the desk calendar for three months was bound to win today. If Song Li didn't understand the intention anymore, the third brother would have the heart to kill him.

He couldn't go back to his dormitory for most of the day. An otaku like Song Li didn't know where to go during this period. He happened to hear someone on campus talking about going to the South China Sea Temple, so he followed him.

In the afternoon, tourists in the temple had already left one after another, but Song Li, who had a few hours left before the agreed time, could only continue wandering here, hoping that time would pass soon.

Who would have thought that this sudden heavy rain would trap him here. What made him stand upside down was that when he was panicked, he rushed into the main hall of the Nanhai Temple, where he was the only one here at this time.

As the saying goes, if no one enters the temple, Song Li felt a little nervous when he breaks in. At this time, he always feels that the statue of Zhurong standing in the center of the hall seems to be alive. No matter where he goes, the statue of the statue is staring at him.

"Grandpa God, I will not steal or rob, and I will not harm the bachelor, so don't look at me like this!" Song Li muttered, and walked behind the statue. The statue was scary, and it was a complete success, right? Song Li thought so in his heart.

But the moment he just ran to the statue, his eyes widened because he suddenly saw an amazing scene!

On the screen wall behind the statue, the originally cloud-like dragon seemed to come alive, twisting its body constantly, rolling up and down the screen wall.

Song Lidun felt creepy. He rubbed his eyes hard and stared at the screen wall carefully. He saw that the dragon suddenly spit out a strange fireball. The fireball rolled on the screen wall a few times, and it broke out suddenly. Suddenly, the temperature in the hall rose rapidly. Even a few meters away, Song Li found that his clothes were quickly dried and quickly turned into ashes!

The temperature continued to rise, and the fire in the hall was red. Song Li subconsciously wanted to escape from here, but at this moment he seemed to have been immersed in a detention technique and became difficult to move forward.

Seeing the hot fire ball passing through a strange arc and shooting towards him in the air, Song Li shouted in despair. He only felt that the temperature in his body had reached an indescribable high point in an instant, and then he saw strange flames rising all over his body until the flame completely swallowed him.

The whole world was spinning, and his body seemed to be falling at a high speed towards a bottomless abyss. All the scenes around his body were extremely distorted, and Song Li's body was also infinitely lengthened. Gradually, his body also lost its perception ability, and then he gradually lost consciousness, and only felt that the surrounding world was constantly sinking...

Darkness enveloped the whole world. I don’t know how long it took, in the distant space, a white light spot suddenly appeared. The light spot became larger and larger, and the surrounding space suddenly shaking violently. Then, everything returned to silence, leaving only a warm light surrounding me, and a low and anxious call came from my ears.

"Li'er, Li'er, wake up!" In a room in the Prince's Mansion of the Holy Lion Empire, a middle-aged beautiful woman was holding a young man in a dusk and crying.

Next to the middle-aged beauty, stood a middle-aged man with a burly figure, luxuriously dressed and majestic face. At this time, the middle-aged man's face was full of anger.

The boy in the dark palace had his clothes stained with blood, his face was black, and his body was unconsciously tilted, as if he had lost consciousness for a long time.

The middle-aged beautiful woman was crying while gently caressing the boy's cheeks with pity.

"Li'er, wake up, cheer up, you will be fine!"

The middle-aged man who had been standing there for a long time sighed and was about to turn around and go out. However, the beautiful woman who had been crying suddenly turned her head, her eyebrows stood up, and she shouted sternly: "Song Xinghai, stop for me!"

The middle-aged man's body stiffened, and he turned around for a while, with a wry smile on his face and said, "Madam, why are you doing this!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman sneered and said, "Yes, why are I doing this? Li'er was killed. What was lost is the face of your Song family, the shame of your Song family, and the face of your Song family. What's the matter with me Yunlin!"

Song Xinghai's face changed and he said, "Madam, you are this."

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged beautiful woman Yun Lin sneered again: "The face of your Song family has nothing to do with me. Now I just want to seek justice for my Li'er. Not to mention that she is just an admiral of the Nine Gate, a few old ministers of the court, even those princes and generals, I will make him pay an unimaginable price if he hurts my Yun Lin's son!"

Song Xinghai was silent, but his body was trembling slightly. Obviously, his heart was not calm. As a royal family, although his status was not as high as those prominent princes, he was also a prince and had some status. But now his son was beaten to the point of not knowing life and death. The person who injured his son actually had to declare to the superiors that he would cure his son's sins.

Although he repeatedly comforted his wife, in fact, Song Xinghai himself was on the verge of an outbreak.

The boy is the son of two people. Because he has always been weak, Song Xinghai never forced him to practice, so when he reached the age of six, his cultivation level is still hovering at the second level of entry. You must know that even children from poor families can at least reach the second level of body refining since they were six years old, and they have the power of two cows. However, as the son of a prince, this child has many convenient conditions, but he is still hovering at the second level of entry. The third level of entry is basically the stage of the cultivation recognition of children under six years old. Even with some children of good quality, they can already break through the first level of body refining and have the power of one cows at the age of six. Even those six-year-old children are not as good as those children, and the boy is ridiculed outside, which is indeed very embarrassing.

The deposed young master is the title of this young man by outsiders. He is even called the biggest laughing stock in the imperial city. But what is annoying is that with extremely low cultivation, he actually wants to learn from those heroes and heroes. He has established a Justice Alliance and specializes in defending against injustice. Although he only has two members, he still tries to deal with the children of wealthy families and rescue an irrelevant poor man who was bullied by the children of a certain noble family. The result is that how could a young man with only the second level of cultivation be the enemy of those people? So one thing that happened was that Song Li himself was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and even almost lost his life.

Looking at his wife who was usually gentle and considerate and virtuous, he felt full of anger at this time, while his son, who had always been smiling beside him, was unconscious at this time, and a trace of anger accumulated in Song Xinghai's chest and abdomen. Today's work and rest are a little disordered. If he can't hand in the manuscript at night, he will pay 20,000 tomorrow.

"I have been patient for too long, but I have been tolerant for this result. Cheng Guangde, do you really think that I, Song Xinghai, is a soft persimmon that can be pinched?" There seemed to be flames in Song Xinghai's eyes.

In fact, the boy had recovered a little bit of awakening at this time, but just woke up from a coma, his consciousness was still a little dazed. In addition, there were several kinds of thinking entangled in his mind, and countless pieces of memory filled his mind, making him unable to adapt for a while.

"Am I alive or dead?" In the dimness, Song Lizuo thought so, sensed the heat coming from the woman who was holding him, and he realized that he was still alive.

"It seems that I am not dead, but who are the two people talking now?" The consciousness gradually returned, and Song Li couldn't open his eyes. At this time, the fragments of memory were constantly reorganized in his mind, and those scenes that had never been experienced suddenly became familiar.

The third child was laughing in the room, Zhu Rong's statue was laughing, some strange and familiar people were laughing, several ferocious boys were laughing, and then countless influences flashed through their minds, university, South China Sea Temple, Nebula Continent, imperial capital, Song Xingtian, Haijun Prince's Mansion, father, mother...

Song Li only felt his head buzzing and almost exploded. He twisted his body hard, but suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from his chest, and then his throat tightened, and he felt a mouthful of sweet and fishy thing spray out.

Yun Lin, who was talking to Song Xinghai, whimpered in pain, hugged Song Li even tighter, and raised her hand to take out a black pill from her waist, crushed it and put it into Song Li's mouth.

"Son, I'll take these three return-to-yuan pills. This is the lower-grade earth-level pill refined by my mother. With it, you will definitely be fine!"

Song Li was shocked. He remembered that those illegal businessmen in his previous life used fake medicine to deceive patients for a little profit. He had never seen the things Yun Lin brought, and took medicine indiscriminately. He was in this situation now. Although he was not a doctor, he still had basic human knowledge. He vomited blood and felt like he was burning inside. He was so painful that he was almost fainting. It was obvious that his bones were broken.

And what's amazing is that my body can vaguely feel the blood in my body flowing out. Damn, this is a symptom of internal bleeding.

The bones are broken, and there is no good place on the whole body. Even the bones are broken, and even the bones are broken, even in the hospital, they will have to issue a critical illness notification. It’s a major operation!

But now the person who hugged her and called herself her mother was wrong. From the memory, she seemed to be her mother, and her name was Song Li. But no matter what, if you don’t take her to the hospital at this time, you will even stuff yourself into the hospital.

Just as Song Li was so anxious that he wanted to struggle and shouted, "Stop talking, hurry up and take me to the hospital." Suddenly, the pill at the entrance turned into a warm current, and a special force quickly wandered in his body. He felt the pain quickly disappearing most of the time.

Song Li woke up 80% or more at this moment, and unlike before, he could vaguely feel some pain in his body, some wounds and injuries from his meridians, which were recovering quickly, and even the broken bones were slowly fusing.

Oh my god, Song Li was stunned. What is this? How could it be so magical?

Could it be the legendary elixir? Otherwise, how could it be so magical? Song Li could have felt that his injuries were extremely serious, with multiple bones fractured, severe internal organs and severe bleeding in his body. If he had been put in the past, he had surgery in the hospital and had been in the hospital for several months, he might not have recovered. Unexpectedly, this pill can stimulate the potential of his body and start recovering almost at a speed visible to the naked eye. It is definitely a miracle.

There is such a magical medicine in this world, it's so amazing.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Song Li's mind. If this drug is produced, then many hospitals will be closed and become the richest man in the world. No, it will be easy to become a truly rich man!!

These thoughts just flashed, and Song Li's heart was filled with shock and shock, because he already felt that all this was no longer the world he knew. Moreover, although the pill was magical, it would take a process to recover. Now that he had just spit out a mouthful of blood, Song Li still felt extremely weak.

Seeing that Song Li was relieved, Yun Lin gently lifted his messy bun, and said with pity in his eyes: "Li'er, don't scare my mother. I know you are wronged and I'm bullied outside but can't get justice. Don't worry, even if your father refuses to stand up, I will definitely get justice for you!"

Listening to Yun Lin's words, Song Li, who was already more conscious, felt something was wrong. Only then did he notice that the two of them were talking to him in the tone of their parents, but his parents had passed away for a long time, how could anyone call themselves his mother? Moreover, from the words, you can feel that the words of this "mother" seemed to have a bit of provocation and stimulation! Although his eyes could not be opened at this time and he could not see the surrounding situation, he was almost sure that the middle-aged man must have been flushed with his face at the moment.

This is true. Song Xinghai's face was still red at this time. He was actually the sixth son of the late emperor. In terms of origin and status, he was second only to the highest emperor. He was comparable to the five kings, seven kings, nine kings and others who are now powerful. However, he was kind-hearted and never competed for power with others. In the past throne, he retreated quietly and did not participate. However, in the royal family, gentle, respectful, frugal and sophisticated people would not get any good results.

When the emperor was there, he did not fight. When the imperial power was finally settled, the emperor and the princes who fought for imperial power did not regard him as their own people, so that he, who was originally the official concubine, only obtained the identity of a prince.

You should know that in the Holy Lion Dynasty, the noble identities were princes, princes, princes, princes, princes, and marquis. As princes with similar backgrounds to those of the emperor, five kings, etc., the current status of princes is indeed embarrassing.

Song Xinghai has complained, but his personality, although he is resentful, still endured it. His kind and unconfrontational personality also gave others the impression that they can be bullied. Yes, he has been enduring and escaping, but today, looking at his beloved son's unconsciousness, thinking of the hatred faces of those people in the past, his anger can no longer be suppressed.
Chapter completed!