Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

Under Ji Langting's stern voice, the golden-scaled lion refused to comply with Ji's arrangements even if he died.

Ji Heng stood up at the right time.

She said that as long as Ji Huang competed with her, and as long as Ji Huang won, she could persuade the Ji clan leader not to arrange a marriage between Ji Huang and otherwise, Ji Huang would obey the clan's arrangements.

The golden-scaled lion agreed.

At that time, Ji Huang, who was at the fourth level of Qi refining, could not be Ji Heng's opponent.

Of course, the golden-scaled lion lost.

The loss was tragic.

The Ji clan members all sneered at the golden-scaled lion's overestimation of its abilities, and their words were filled with contempt and contempt.

The golden-scaled lion retorted speechlessly.

Just when he decided to return to the Ji clan and obey the clan's arrangements, the wife of the Ji clan leader killed him with a sword.

She burst into tears and knelt down in front of Ji Langting, begging him to let Ji Huang leave the Ji family.

The wife of the Ji clan leader and Ji Huang’s biological mother.

Use your own life to fulfill Ji Huang!

At that moment, the golden-scaled lion felt like a drowning person, and his heart was occupied by a huge fear, almost suffocating.

"No! No! Mother! Mother..."

The golden-scaled lion shouted heartbreakingly, but there was nothing he could do.

He could only watch the woman's vitality drain away bit by bit.

When she was dying, she said: "My son, my mother is useless and can't help you. But if you want to leave, my mother will use her life to help you leave the Ji family..."

The words fall.

The woman's life comes to an end.

There was a peaceful smile on her face.

"Mother...mother..."

The golden-scaled lion knelt on the ground and howled loudly.

He looked at the lifeless woman in front of him, and the regret in his heart once again hit his entire chest.

in case.

If you leave, you will need the sacrifice of the person you love most.

Then he would rather not leave.

If you follow your family's marriage arrangements, your life will be worry-free.

So is my mother.

But, how can everything come back?

"what--!"

The shrill screams are particularly pitiful in the silent night, like a nightingale that sings sadly.

The head of the Ji clan, Ji Langting showed a rare expression of pity.

He said: "You can leave. The Ji family will just pretend that there is no one like you."

After speaking, he left with all the Ji clan members.

Snowflakes fell on the girl's thin body, chilling her bones.

"Mother...mother...wuwuwu..."

She cried wildly, like a child, like a lost child, like a lonely traveler.

She is crying.

Cry for your own fate, cry for the only mother in the world who loves you.

His mother is dead and has been exiled by his family.

From then on, she was a lonely person.

……

It's been a few years since I've been going around in circles.

The golden-scaled lion left the Ji family, joined a caravan, and became a guard.

at that time.

Hearing the news that Ji Heng had prepared pills and that the Ji family had hosted a banquet for all the major forces in Qizhou, he couldn't help but smile to himself.

At the same age, he is already a strong man in the Golden Core Realm.

What about yourself?

There is only the Qi refining period, and there is no foundation building pill, so the Qi refining has been stagnant.

Good qualifications are indeed enviable.

The golden-scaled lion recalled that when he left the family, he said to the Ji clan leader:

The quality of your qualifications can only determine your starting level, but it is not the key to your final destiny.

Now that I think about it...

It's a bit ridiculous.

"Ugh."

The golden-scaled lion sighed silently and retracted his thoughts.

The caravan stopped here for a moment, preparing to continue to the next city.

However, the next moment.

A burst of rapid and messy footsteps rang in their ears, causing everyone to stop.

The caravan steward's expression changed slightly, and he shouted: "Protect the young master, protect the goods!"

The fight was caught off guard, and the caravan guards who reacted quickly used their magic weapons or weapons to attack the enemy.

The caravan manager arranged the golden-scaled lion in a hidden place and told him to hide it while he led a group of guards to fight the enemy.

A fierce fight broke out within half a stick of incense. The ground was stained with blood, and corpses lay scattered in the snow.

One by one, the bandits fell in a pool of blood.

The situation gradually stabilized.

The steward of the caravan just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a figure in white being slapped flying towards him.

"Little Lord!"

The steward exclaimed and immediately rushed over to support the young master.

The bandit who attacked the young master also landed.

He charged forward with a wave.

The steward didn't dare to delay, so he quickly took out his magic weapon and started fighting with him.

The cultivation level of this bandit is at the early stage of Nascent Soul Realm.

The steward's cultivation was only at the seventh level of the Golden Core. At the cost of his life, he seriously injured the bandits and the caravan won.

Seeing that something was wrong with the steward's situation, the golden-scaled lion rushed over and asked the young master for help.

The young master said that the steward was poisoned and could not be saved.

But the young master was also poisoned.

The golden-scaled lion argued vigorously.

The young master said: "My Baicao Antidote Pill cannot be used on slaves like you!"

Ah, they are just slaves.

How can a slave be worthy? !

Even though he saved this slave with his life...

Looking at the caravan going further and further away, the golden-scaled lion was stunned.

The steward suddenly woke up.

The steward told him, don't go against the young master. We are all as humble as dust, and going against those big shots will not end well.

The steward also said:

"When I was a child, I always thought that I would succeed in attaining enlightenment, ascend to immortality, and bring glory and wealth to Donglan Continent."

"When I was young, I thought it was a great achievement to become a monk in the Cauldron Realm and to be able to travel across the thirteen continents of Donglan Continent."

"When you are young, it is considered good to be able to break through to become a god. You can start a sect and become famous in Qizhou."

"When you reach middle age, you have no resources or opportunities, so you can only rely on your own efforts to climb forward step by step. If you are lucky enough to become a noble guard steward, you will be very satisfied if you can support yourself and successfully form an elixir... ..”

Finally, the steward sighed with emotion: "This world is too cruel, Ji Huang, if you can, you should go home. Among all living beings, little people cannot make waves."

The steward is dead.

He died on a sunny and windy noon.

His body was buried in the wilderness, not knowing who would find him.

Hey, the steward is just a small person, and he didn't leave any treasure behind.

Even if others find out, they won't take a second look.

but.

That was Uncle Wang who was the only one who was nice to him after many years of wandering outside...

The golden-scaled lion recalled the past, his eyes were moist, and tears fell down his cheeks.

When I was young, I was ambitious and claimed that my qualifications were not a problem.

Now that I'm floating around outside, I realize that they are just floating duckweeds on the sea. They don't need wind and waves to destroy them. Just a little splash of water will annihilate them invisible.

At this moment, regret surged like a wild beast.

……

Tang Shi observed the golden-scaled lion without blinking, and saw that it lost consciousness for a moment after the weird skull came into its hands.

Then she cried when she saw it.

It cried? !

Tang poetry: "???"