Play the cultivation game in the world of immortality

Chapter 77 The Boy's Iron Fist

"A fool said you..."

Suddenly facing the figure that popped out all of a sudden, Qinglu's mind was still thinking of other things.

Not to mention, this little fool looks quite fair.

A bad clip started playing in Sheng Yu's mind on a loop, causing her to cover her head with her hands in pain.

A large number of memories that did not belong to her flooded into the sea of ​​consciousness in an instant, those who were beaten, excluded, rejected, insulted, and the scars covered.

Under the extreme pain, Sheng Yu stretched out his fist without thinking.

It wasn't her who fell first.

A large group of people poured out of the stone castle, and saw the familiar purple-clothed figure at the front. Compared with the one in memory, it should be Jing Yuyan's mother and the wife of the head of the Zhushan tribe, Yan.

Sheng Wei thought for a while, she really only used a little, a little bit of strength for that punch just now.

Well, that's right, she swears.

There should be no problems with people being beaten...should be...more insurance...

So before everyone was about to approach, Yan watched helplessly as his younger brother closed his eyes, kicked his legs, and fell straight back. Just as he was about to reach out to catch him, someone moved faster than him.

Just when he noticed the movement, Yan ran out in a hurry, and now he caught the fallen young son, his eyes were full of distress.

She pinched her younger son's wrist calmly, and frowned slightly. As a pharmacist in the clan, she was familiar with superficial pathology, but Jing's pulse was normal.

But looking at Jing's small face distorted out of shape by the pain, his complexion turned pale, it didn't look like a fake.

Sheng Yu is familiar with pretending to be dizzy.

Her sensitivity to other people's consciousness has always been ridiculously high, and she didn't need to pretend to be aware of Yan's prying. Now her mind is indeed in chaos, and the surface of the sea of ​​consciousness is full of storms caused by the collision of memories.

After seeing the abnormality in the young son's soul, the soft-faced woman stood up with an ugly expression.

On the ground, Qinglu, the second son of the Great Elder's family, covered his mouth, crying indistinctly with everyone.

She didn't say anything, and ignored the eldest son standing beside him like a log, picked up the youngest son and left.

The little boy who hadn't expected the development of the matter at all stood at the same place at a loss, then reacted, let go of the rope in his hand, and with the wind under his feet, he chased after his mother.

Yan's body has a faint scent of grass and trees, which smells very good, and her embrace is also light and soft, which is a reassuring feeling.

Sheng Yu could feel that the so-called mother led her into the stone castle and continued to move upwards. The temperature on her side suddenly dropped a lot, and finally stopped at a place full of medicinal fragrance.

The smoke seemed to place her on the bed, and the cushions under her body had a distinct scent of cinnamon.

With her eyes closed, she sorted out the messy memories in her mind while listening to the conversation between the two.

The sound of bottles and cans colliding came from my ears, either crisp or muffled.

"Mother, what's wrong with my brother!" The panic in Yan's voice was obvious.

Sheng Yan searched through Jing's memories, his elder brother, as the eldest son of the head of the clan, was very talented, and he attracted Qi into his body early.

"Ten years old, wind spirit root, qi training level nine, a typical child of other people's family."

But she is not bad either. Although the eight-year-old Qi training level tenth floor seems to be a little watery, compared with a group of little Douding who are at the beginning and intermediate levels of Qi training, she is still very good!
The word genius, don't need her to repeat it.

As for the kind of Bian Qi who can practice qi and complete foundation building in just one year, it belongs to God chasing after him to feed him, and there is no comparison at all.

For some reason, Yan Mingming was carrying the template of some other family’s children, but he didn’t mix well—his father didn’t love him, his mother didn’t love him, and his personality was as soft as a freshly baked white flour steamed bun.

There is also a younger brother who was born with a serious illness. Compared with ordinary people, he looks a bit stupid. In addition, his father is absent and his mother is weak. He needs to take care of the whole family by himself.

Yes, that's right.

Zhu Shanbu's patriarch disappeared shortly after Jing was born.

Yan praised it to the outside world, and went to find medicine for the youngest son.

The rules of the big tribe, if you want to live in the tribe, you have to make a certain contribution to the tribe, this rule applies to everyone.

Zhushan is a large part with a large population. Although there are many powerful fighters, the number of old and weak is obviously more. The nearby land is barren, and the food of the tribe still has to be obtained through the ancient way of hunting.

In this dangerous zone bordering the demon realm, they can't be expected to fight for food by themselves.

Therefore, the clan provides training resources for the fighters, and when they grow up, the stronger their strength and the higher their status, the more rewards they need to pay.

After her husband disappeared, Yan, as the pharmacist of the clan, doubled the number of pills refined for the clan, barely able to make up for her husband's share, plus the occasional messages sent back and the trustees carrying Lingzhi, the people in the clan can't do anything to the mother and son.

She is still the respected wife of the patriarch.

However, with long-term overwork, Yan's physical condition deteriorated, and he finally couldn't hold on.

That year, Yan was six years old, exactly two years had passed since the patriarch's father disappeared and his younger brother was born.The young man who awakened the wind spirit root officially embarked on the path of cultivation, taking over the burden from his mother.

"I couldn't tell for a while whether this is a counterattack protagonist template or an abuse essay template." Sheng Yu thought for a while, and combined with the grown-up rock he saw earlier, the possibility of a villain template behind the scenes is also great. .

When she thought of the scene of being beaten in her memory, she felt a toothache.

Purely for anger.

The elder brother was not in the clan for most of the time, and the mother was ill in bed. Logically speaking, the child should stay at home obediently and not go anywhere.It's fine if you love to run outside, but you still run into corners every time.He was discovered when he went out, and he was bullied by his peers.

At first, it was just verbal abuse, but later it became more and more intense. Even though he possessed great strength, he never knew how to fight back, and was beaten purely and passively.

Through Jing's memory, Sheng Yu could clearly feel that this child was by no means a fool.

The smell of cinnamon in the house became more and more intense. Sniffing carefully, it seemed that there was also a little scent of magic glass grass.

As a kind of spiritual plant aimed at the soul, the Illusory Glass Grass has a strong fragrance and strong hallucinogenic ability, and it can also numb people's pain to a certain extent.

"You went to the edge of the cliff again."

Yan's voice was full of exhaustion, and he ignored the eldest son's question, "Jing is not sensible, are you not sensible..."

The youngest son was born with a deficiency, so her mind was naturally more on Jing's side.

"My lord, I didn't..."

Yan Na Na said, taking a step back, really, he is not ignorant.

Even if he could find out when his younger brother ran away, he couldn't stop him. How dare he say that?

Sheng Wei squeezed his fist, not feeling very good.

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