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The leader of the Wang family "killed relatives for justice" and saved a lot of trouble.

But Song Shucheng, who is also a close friend of Shen Que, still wants to promote his benevolence and kindness.

It's just that Shen Que has become a scum that everyone wants to kill, so how can Song Shucheng get the respect of others again.

"You really stand up and talk without pain, we forgive him? What about those people who died in the conspiracy of their father and son? Can you let them live?"

"That's right! It's not you who died anyway, right? Why are you pretending to be a good person!"

"What a righteous man, he's just a fake hypocrite!"

"No wonder I was beaten to achieve that kind of virtue last time!"

"Get out of here, you have no place to speak here!"

"Yes! If it weren't for the fact that your son is from the Song Dynasty, you would still have to go out sideways today!"

Song Shucheng was criticized by everyone for doubting his life, and his face looked pale and depressed.

But when he heard them mention the Song Dynasty, Song Shucheng's eyes lit up.

Yes, his son is from the Song Dynasty.

His son won today and is the leader of the martial arts alliance!

That's his own son!

Song Shucheng thought of something and simply ran out with his robe.

But everyone was still noisy and unable to make a decision.

But no one noticed that Shen Que, who was still fainting on the bed, moved his closed eyes slightly.

After Shen Que woke up, it was as if he saw the sky falling.

Everything he least dared to face suddenly came to him, and everything was developing in the worst direction, like a nightmare from which he couldn't wake up.

He heard the discussion about his death outside the door, but his grandfather actually ignored him.

Shen Que dragged his injured body, ignoring the recovery of the wound, and climbed out of the window with difficulty.

He thought he had escaped, but he didn't notice that there were two pairs of eyes on the roof watching him.

"Doesn't he still know that if he runs away like this, he will become a complete useless person?"

"If you stay here, you are not a useless person, you are a dead person. If you know about it, you should run away."

"……Right."

Yueyue held her chin and watched him move his injured leg with difficulty.

It looked so pitiful.

Sure enough, a man passing by threw a coin at him.

"I'm not a beggar! You look down upon others!"

Shen Que's self-esteem had already been hit hard, and now it felt as if he had been pricked by a needle.

He cursed angrily and continued dragging his injured leg away.

He didn't dare to go to Song Shucheng, so he found a place where he felt safe.

A dilapidated and unremarkable earth temple.

There are still a few beggars sleeping in the Tutu Temple who exude a foul smell.

Shen Que dressed up as a beggar and lay with them. For a moment, he couldn't tell who was more pitiful.

But this is all Shen Que's expedient measure.

He wanted to avoid being searched here and escape from the city after his injuries healed.

When the time comes, the sky is high and birds can fly, and it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years.

But he had no idea that he no longer had such an opportunity.

At first, Shen Que thought that his injury was just not healed, and that was why he had no strength to lift the broken bowl.

But slowly he felt more and more something was wrong.

Every time he exerted force on his wrist, there was a sharp pain.

The pain was like a needle penetrating into the bone marrow, causing him to sweat profusely every time.

He wanted to find a doctor to take a look, but he escaped in a hurry that day and didn't even bring his red tassel gun, so how could he bring any money with him.

He had no money and dared not show up, so he could only endure it no matter how much it hurt him.

During this period, the wound on his abdomen became suppurative and inflamed, but a beggar who also lived in the Tutu Temple saved him with local methods.

Otherwise he might have died.

The beggars in the Tutu Temple took good care of him. Every time they came back from begging, they would bring him some food so that he would not starve to death.

When someone came to search, it was the beggars who covered him up.

He told the leading old beggar that he would repay him in the future, but the old beggar just waved his hand and said nothing.

Shen Que hoped that he would be as lucky as ever, and that the injuries on his hands and feet were all skin injuries.

But he had a determined destiny as early as the moment he was injured.

As time goes by, Shen Que goes from being full of hope to becoming more and more desperate.

Until all the wounds have healed and all the scabs have fallen off, revealing the intact skin.

His two arms and one leg were still limp and unable to use any strength.

Shen Que no longer wanted to admit it, but he also understood a fact.

He was completely useless and became a useless person who was far inferior to ordinary people.

Times have changed at this time, and even if he escapes everyone's pursuit, he will never be able to fly away again.

He was desperate and had no ambition to live.

This look was looked at by the old beggar. The old beggar knelt down close to him and asked with concern.

"Young man, aren't your family and friends still looking for you?"

Family, where is the family?

Grandpa ignored his family ties and ignored him. His adoptive father and son became the leader of the martial arts alliance, and they are probably enjoying the blessings now.

Where does he have any relatives or friends?

Shen Que felt sad, broke down and cried, telling the old beggar all about his situation.

After all, this was the only person who took care of him during this period of time.

The old beggar listened and confirmed with him again and again.

"Do you really have no family or friends who can take care of you? Even if it's a little further away, we can just go and send you a message!"

"Then your hands and feet are really disabled? Are you unable to use any martial arts?"

All the answers he got were affirmative. The old beggar, who was still looking concerned at first, suddenly changed his face and let out a loud sigh.

"Originally, I looked at you as a bitch and thought you were suddenly in trouble. I was waiting for you to get more benefits after you passed this test. I didn't expect that you are not as good as the rest of us!"

"Gan! I wasted so much food! Spit it out quickly!"

Several other beggars also gathered around him and pushed him fiercely as if their masks had been torn off.

"Yes, spit it out! You deserve to eat the food I asked for!"

"What a big loss! If I had known earlier, I should have handed you over for some money!"

"Now that those people are gone, it's too late to change. I'm so angry. Why don't we kill him? Let's get angry!"

"Okay! Kill him!"

Shen Que looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

After falling from the clouds into hell, the cruel face of hell slowly opened before his eyes.

After all, under the cliff, apart from the masters who are waiting for the destined person to teach them peerless martial arts, the most popular people should be jackals and tigers and leopards.

The old beggar obviously had more ideas. He stopped them from strangling him to death.

In the joy of saving his life, Shen Que said lightly, "It's enough to ruin his face, break his hands and feet, and take him to the street to beg for food tomorrow."

"What a great idea, boss! Just ask for the medical fees. There will definitely be some kind-hearted people who will give you money!"

"Yes! Let's beat him badly! We will definitely earn a lot of money!"

"When he grows up, we will continue. At the worst, we can find another place to beg for food. Hehehe, this is a good deal!"

"Okay, okay! We will never have to go hungry again! I have to watch out and not let him die."

Shen Que couldn't believe what he heard.

Until the pain spread and he screamed in understanding.

It turns out that it wasn't a nightmare before, this is it.

Death is not terrible, his life in the future is the most terrible...

Of course that's all for later.

Back to the day after the competition, it was still the same Dushan Mountain and the same inn halfway up the mountain.

This time more people came than last time.