Zilong, who was confused, thought of the fighting platform in Nancheng and the surprise when he received the three thousand taels of silver notes. He suddenly opened his eyes and said to himself: "I can't die, there is still a lot of money waiting for me to get it.

There are five more games, one game is 3,000 taels, which is 15,000 taels, no, no, if you win the last game, it will be 36 consecutive victories, there are 80,000 taels..."

"Including the previous ones, the total is more than 100,000. How could I die with so much money?"

"No, no, there is still one hundred thousand taels from the little tiger, no, you are a rich man, you can't die!"

The more Zilong thought about it, the more he felt that it was a pity to die at this time. After all, there was still so much money that had not been spent and he could not take it there.

Sometimes will can really defeat everything. As Zilong thought about it, he suddenly felt less pain. Being a rich man, living in a mansion, and fighting red dragons. This dream life has not yet been realized. How can he die? Absolutely

no!

Gradually, he calmed down and began to enjoy the pain as before. The old man once said that only pain can keep you awake.

While Zilong was struggling with pain, other parts of the county governor's mansion were a different scene.

Gao Yuan, the governor of Changshan County, the first person in martial arts in Changshan County, the strongest man, as powerful as a tiger, and holding a bridle as strong as a team. He was eight feet tall, burly and majestic, standing like a mountain, majestic and domineering, many people stood in front of him,

Nothing can be said.

At this time, he was staring at a child of about ten years old in the martial arts field. He looked very similar to Gao Yuan. He was much taller than his peers. He had bronze skin and strong muscles. He was brandishing a large sword weighing hundreds of kilograms.

The tiger is powerful and has a certain appearance.

"Sir, it's not far before Young Master Jin can gather his strength to break through the shocking transformation."

Gao Yuan stood on a high platform nearby, watching the child sweating profusely. His deep eyes showed no emotion. He never smiled, his expression was always serious, and he didn't care much about his family or family affairs. But for this child, he

Very concerned.

Gao Jin, the only son of Gao Yuanming, has the ninth level of concentration, and his talent is far ahead of his peers. He can be said to be a genius of a generation, and there are few in the history of Changshan. Gao Jin may reach the peak of the shocking transformation within three years.

, if he opens the Wu Sect by then, he will become the youngest Wu Sect strongman in the history of Changshan County.

Although the folk customs of Changshan County are fierce, the aura is too thin, and no one can open a martial arts sect for decades. Gao Jin is the hope of the Gao family and the hope of Changshan County. His name is even more famous than that of Wang Tu.

Loud.

"How is the four-leaf ginseng?"

"Back to my lord, we have found the location. It is west of the Black Mountain, almost entering the Taihang Mountains."

"Zhang Yan's territory?"

"Yes, it is not far from the base camp of the Black Mountain Army. A few days ago, there was a strong spiritual energy fluctuation in the Black Mountain. It was probably Zhang Yan who broke through."

"The waste of the Sanzhang Martial Arts Gate, so what if we break through? We are vulnerable to a single blow!"

"Of course he can't make any trouble in front of the adults. If the adults wanted to take action, the Black Mountain Army would have been destroyed long ago, but Zhang Yan is the second best. A second-level monster seems to have appeared there."

"Are you sure?"

"The four-leaf ginseng cannot be approached for ten miles. If you get close, you will be killed, and the corpse will not be found. So far, we know that it should be a wolf-shaped monster. It is very fast and can easily kill a sergeant wearing black iron armor in an instant."

"Is the tail red?"

"Yes, Red Tail."

Gao Yuan's eyes were deep. If his guess was correct, he had seen this wolf before and had a fight with him. They were evenly matched and there was nothing anyone could do to defeat the other.

That was many years ago. At that time, Gao Yuan had just entered the martial arts sect, and the wolf was only at the early stage of the first level.

After watching for a while, Gao Yuan left. Gao Jin looked at his father's back with admiration on his face, imagining that one day, he would be able to dominate a city like him, become a master of a place, and be respected by thousands of people.

Gao Jin lived with his mother in a separate courtyard. At this time, in this courtyard, in front of a young woman in gorgeous clothes, a woman of similar age to her, but wrapped in coarse cloth and with messy hair, knelt.

His face and body were covered in scars, obviously from years of abuse.

"Madam, please, do whatever you want to me, but don't hurt my child."

"Bitch, do you feel sorry for me now? Why did you give birth to me in the first place?"

"Madam, Mr. Jin is extremely talented and highly valued by the county guards. And no one knows about our existence. Please let me go, madam. I will take Shun'er and leave Changshan and never come back."

"So what if the county guard knew about it, would he trouble me for you or your good-for-nothing son? You know what kind of person he is. Only useful people can fall into his eyes. But why should I let you go?

You shameless slut who seduces the county guard, I just want to torture you and make you unable to live or die!"

"Can Madam please let Shun'er go? He is innocent!"

"Mom!" At this time, a servant came over with an eight or nine-year-old child in his hand. The child's eyes were red when he saw the woman kneeling on the ground. He wanted to break free and rush over, but couldn't. He kept slapping and grabbing her.

The one who lives by his collar.

"Shun'er!"

"Throw it to him!"

The servant threw the child out. The woman who was kneeling on the ground tried to catch it, but someone kicked her in the chest and made her lie on the ground. The child fell heavily in front of her.

"Shun'er, are you okay?" The woman burst into tears. Over the years, since he was born, the two of them have never had a peaceful life.

It was a pitiful scene, but no one sympathized. Seeing that her mother was being bullied again, the child ignored the pain of falling and bared her teeth and rushed towards the young woman.

"I'm going to kill you!" The child suddenly pounced on the young woman's leg and bit it down. The veil was immediately stained with blood, and the young woman screamed in agony.

"Let go, madam!" The person next to him reacted and pulled the child away. He saw that the corners of his mouth were bright red, and the bite had already penetrated the child.

"Hit me!" The woman was furious, and several servants rushed forward and kicked and punched her. The weak child huddled on the ground with his head bruised and bleeding, but he never said a word.

"Shun'er!" The woman rushed over to protect her child, her fists and feet fell on her body, and she kept wailing.

"Mom." At this time, the little fat man Gao Jin came in. Seeing this scene, he walked to the young woman and asked, "Did they make you angry again?"

"Jin'er." Seeing Gao Jin, the young woman forgot about the pain in her legs. She looked at the little fat man with pride and doting on her face and said, "Have you finished practicing?"

"Well, mother, what's wrong with your legs?"

"It doesn't matter if you were bitten by that little beast."

Gao Jin's face darkened, and he turned around to see the two women lying on the ground. The older one was vomiting blood, and the younger one had a broken arm. But he didn't have any sympathy, only anger.

"Little bastard, I really turned against you!" Gao Jin approached, and the servants stepped aside consciously.

"Master Jin, don't hurt Shun'er, no matter what, he is your brother too!"

"Brother?" Gao Jin said with disdain, "A bastard is worthy of being my brother?"

As he said that, he kicked the woman away, and the two children of about the same age looked at each other.

"You little bastard, have you learned how to bite?" Gao Jin was condescending. Although he was of average size, he already had the strength of a thousand kilograms, while the people under his feet didn't even have enough to eat on weekdays. They were too thin to look good and were not afraid of the strength of ten kilograms.

None.

"You are the bastard!" The child on the ground stared stubbornly, his small body suffering from undue pain. He only had hatred and no fear.

"What did you say?" Gao Jin didn't seem to expect that someone would dare to talk to him like this. Who in Changshan County wouldn't politely call him Mr. Jin when they saw him?

"Bang!" Just when the child was about to speak, Gao Jin kicked him in the abdomen without holding back at all, using all his strength.

The child flew, really flew. This kick directly kicked him out of the yard, and he landed far away.

"Shun'er!" The woman lying on the ground looked at this scene in despair and fainted.

"Mom, you are still too kind." Gao Jin seemed to have done something trivial, walking up behind the young woman and rubbing her shoulders.

"Jin'er has made great progress again. Mom is just doing it for fun. Don't worry about it. Practice hard and strive to open a martial arts sect as soon as possible and become a strong man like your father."

"Don't worry, I will definitely do it!"

In the backyard, Zilong, who was soaking in potion, just felt the pain slowly subside and breathed a sigh of relief when, with a sound of "plop!", a shadow fell from the sky. Before he could say hello, it fell into his bathtub and splashed.

A splash of water.

"What the hell?" Zilong woke up in shock and immediately looked into the basin. He saw a figure with his head down and his feet up, motionless. He turned the person over and saw an extremely immature figure.

His face was bruised, red and swollen, covered in blood, and he was unconscious.

"Whose family has lost a child?" Zilong shouted at the top of his lungs. Birds chirped all around, but no one responded.

He lifted the child out and put his fingers to the tip of his nose to test it. The latter's breathing was weak and dying, and blood kept pouring out of the corners of his mouth. Zilong looked at the bathtub, the color of the water had turned light green, and most of the medicine was

It had been absorbed by him. After thinking about it, Zilong sighed, stripped the child naked and put it back into the barrel.

"It depends on your own destiny. If you can live, live. If you live, this life will be mine. If you can't live, I will bury you. If you die, you don't have to look for me."

After saying that, the corner of Zilong's mouth twitched, and the feeling of pain came back. He had not fully recovered at this time, and still needed nourishment from the potion in the basin, but the child in front of him was about to die, and he really couldn't bear to die without saving him.

I can only grit my teeth and carry it on.

"Puff!" Chilong was displeased and wanted to pick up the child and throw it out, but was stopped by Zilong.

"Little Chi, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Don't worry, I'm fine. I can handle it!"

"Hiss!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zilong was sweating profusely, trembling all over, and the red lines in his muscles were pulsing again. He hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, keeping his mind tight and not letting himself get lost in pain.

The child in the basin was stimulated by the potion, and he woke up now. He groaned in pain and had no strength to scream. The two little kids who had never met before were like brothers in distress, and they were both in utter embarrassment.

Without the help of the potion, Zilong's body was like a knife and he almost couldn't help but want to take back his bathtub, but he finally held back.


Chapter completed!