Everyone outside the screen, but they saw the boy's face clearly, and they all felt very familiar.

Someone with keen eyes could see right away, isn't that tattered young man the Song Emperor?
For a while, they whispered and whispered.

"Ahem, be quiet!" Song Ming dusted off the dust on his body. In fact, his brocade robe was spotless, just trying to cover up his embarrassment.

"Don't guess, the person in the picture is me."

As soon as this remark came out, the expressions of the monks were really interesting.

Who is this Song Ming?
The son of the family, born in the Songlian Sect, is also one of the top wealthy families in the Yanxuan Continent. He is also the only son of the suzerain, and has been favored since he was a child.Now why is this young man of this family acting like a little beggar who has eaten his last meal and never finished his meal?

The Emperor Song in front of them now was wearing a blue brocade robe, embroidered with bronzing dark patterns.He has a dignified body, a dignified appearance, a pair of eyes shining like cold stars, and standing with his hands behind his back looks a bit like an emperor.

This image is really hard to associate with the little beggar in the picture!

Recalling that it was only a year since Emperor Song and Emperor Tian met last time, how did they become so down and out.

Song Ming didn't want everyone to speculate about his embarrassing experience, he cleared his throat and said seriously: "You guys should listen to me. At that time, I went to the lower realm to practice, and I brought a lot of gold and silver from home when I set off. But I was young at the time, and I didn't know the dangers of Jianghu..."

Speaking of this, Song Ming paused, showing embarrassment.

"Unexpectedly, I was robbed by thieves... the rest of my life will be a bit more miserable."

After hearing this, everyone suppressed their laughter.I really didn't expect that the majestic young master of Songlian Sect would be teased by ordinary mortals and be exiled to a broken thatched hut in the countryside.

No wonder the old suzerain is willing to let his precious son go out to practice. This young master who has always been a playboy is really rare.

Song Ming didn't want everyone to talk about his youthful embarrassment, so he quickly changed the topic.

"It's also related to this that I can meet him again."

"After the accident, I lived a very difficult life, and you all saw it. Suddenly one day, I heard about the Tianyuan Gate incident. I got up overnight and rushed to search for some leftover property."

"When I arrived, I saw a pile of corpses of sacrificed boys piled up like a hill."

At this moment, in the screen.

Liang Lin who was lying on the bed moved his fingers, as if he was waking up again, Song Ming hurriedly surrounded him to talk to him.

"Well, how do you feel? Do you remember, we met last year, and you helped me out from the wolves..."

Seeing that Liang Lin didn't respond, Song Ming could only talk to himself.

"I've never seen anyone injured as badly as you. You must have encountered something dangerous."

"The spiritual sense in your body, the immortal foundation is all broken, and I can't find out whether you have divine veins."

"Speaking of which, you are still my benefactor. You must work hard to live!"

Liang Lin on the bed had already lost consciousness, as if his soul had fallen into an endless dark abyss.

When Song Ming was chattering by his side, for a moment, it seemed as if a dawn appeared in the darkness where Liang Lin was, making him feel that he was still alive.

No one knew where Song Ming got the rare medicinal materials at that time, and he helped Liang Lin hang his breath day and night, so that he might wake up in the future.

The young man thought in his heart, the person who took so much effort to bring back could not be allowed to die in his own home, and would have to be buried for him at that time, the young master had never done such rough work.

Besides, I have endured a lot of hardships along the way, and I really miss the group of younger brothers who supported him at home.When he rescued Liang Lin, it would be logical for him to be under his command, so he must serve the young master.

"You have to wake up quickly, I am tired of taking care of you, hurry up and change with me!"

In this way, the young Song Ming took care of him day after day with such a mentality.

If he could have predicted what would happen next, they would not have spent this peaceful time.

……

Off-screen, this one after another past event made everyone present feel unbelievable.

I thought that the emperor's ability to pass through this catastrophe was due to the rescue of the young Song Emperor, but now he is rescued, considering the current desolation of the young Song Emperor, I really don't know how the two of them survived that period of time.

In order to survive, Song Ming had to waste all his efforts, not to mention there was a "burden" to take care of.

He stared at the picture, lost in thought.

How did Liang Lin survive?In fact, he also felt puzzled.Song Ming always felt that Liang Lin's desire to survive pulled him back from the gate of hell.

During his coma, he often heard him whispering a name...

Xiaoxiao, clutching the book in her hand, did not let go for a moment.

Suddenly I heard a monk say: "The emperor's willpower is really terrifying."

"Isn't it? If he hadn't had such a rock-solid determination at a young age, he wouldn't have achieved such achievements in the future."

As soon as these words came out, Bai Chen's complexion became even more ugly, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

"That's right, he has come to the point where he is today, and he has become a cruel and heartless devil, which is inseparable from his ambition."

Bai Chen sneered, and then said: "Unfortunately, if he hadn't survived this calamity..." He slowed down his speech and said word by word, "In the future, he won't kill so many people."

Song Ming frowned when he heard this sentence, obviously reminding him of the thing he didn't want to mention.

"If it wasn't for him, my sister wouldn't have died..."

……

In the screen, more than half a year has passed without knowing it.

Liang Lin's complexion gradually became ruddy visible to the naked eye, and the wound was recovering well.

Song Ming just went outside to pick some overripe wild fruits in the forest that day and came back. When he opened the door and saw the sick person lying on the bed woke up, let alone how excited he was, he almost rolled the fruits in his arms to the ground.

"Great, you're finally awake!" Song Ming threw himself on the bed excitedly, looking left and right.

Liang Lin's reaction was still a bit slow, but he just nodded to him.

"that,
Last time you saved me, I gave you a cheat book, do you remember? " Song Ming asked excitedly.

"It's okay if I don't remember, where is the cheat book? Where is the cheat book? We're almost out of control, so hurry up and exchange it for some money!"

Liang Lin looked at him in a daze, shook his head after a long while, and choked out a sentence: "I don't remember."

"Don't, I beg you to think again." Song Ming was anxious like an ant on a hot pot. He had waited for so long and wanted to improve his life. Why is it so difficult.

"I don't remember." Liang Lin repeated this sentence again.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, two lines of clear tears flowed down Song Ming's cheeks.

God, why are you being so unfair to me!

I thought about waiting for him to heal and exchange the cheat book for money, it would be worth a lot of money.

Song Ming couldn't make it through this day without a meal.

In my fantasy, the days of hot meals and hot dishes every day, and the days of being served by a few maids and servants, were all broken by Liang Lin's words that he didn't remember.

Thinking of this, Song Ming couldn't help crying bitterly.

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