The system takes the poor cub to find his father

Ming Yunqi did not answer directly after hearing this. He just stared at Bai Lian quietly.

Seeing this, Bai Lian sighed softly and spoke slowly:

"In the ancient legends of that world, Qiangji Mountain is a sacred and inviolable mountain. It carries the yearning and longing of countless people and has always existed in the myths passed down by word of mouth. Throughout the ages, emperors of all dynasties have dreamed of finding the location of this sacred mountain. They are eager to climb to the top of the sacred mountain and obtain the mysterious art of longevity to continue their rule and maintain their youth and power forever. However, their understanding of the sacred mountain is just the tip of the iceberg. In the vast world, there is no way to find its trace."

"However, the real situation is very different from the legend. Ten thousand years ago, the once glorious God's Domain collapsed like the fall of a bright star, and no more gods were born in the world.

After thousands of years of baptism, the world has changed dramatically, and Qiangji Mountain has also undergone earth-shaking changes. The once towering and majestic mountains have gradually evolved into the valleys of today under the erosion of a long time. And the little cub Ming Jiang is the only creature born again in this valley after thousands of years. "

"Its blood has the magical power to purify everything. All poisons in the world will be dissolved invisibly in front of it. Eating its meat can prolong life and extend one's life. What's even more magical is that its fur and bones can be made into various magical instruments. Each of these instruments contains powerful power and carries the luck of the owner. As long as the wearer holds these instruments, he can turn danger into good fortune and survive all kinds of dangers safely."

Bai Lian said, his eyes were like torches, staring closely at Ming Yunqi opposite him. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a mocking smile,

Ming Yunqi listened quietly to Bai Lian's story. With every word he uttered, his eyes became colder and his face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of frost.

He couldn't help but think of the little tail in his arms and the little red dagger he always wore on his waist.

In an instant, an ominous premonition overwhelmed him and his heart trembled violently, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible hand.

Could it be that... these are...

His eyes suddenly became dim, his hands slowly clenched unconsciously, his nails turned white from excessive force, and the veins on the back of his hands also bulged slightly.

"Your Majesty, I think you have already guessed it." Bai Lian pulled the corner of his mouth, and there was a hint of cruelty in his smile. He continued, "The red dagger you wear on your waist is made from the spine of the little cub! I wonder if you are using it well?!"

With a crisp "pop" sound, the teacup in Ming Yunqi's hand fell to the ground without any warning. In the silent space, the sound was particularly harsh. The crisp breaking sound was like a sharp blade piercing straight into his heart, making his heart sink suddenly.

"You said...what?!!" Ming Yunqi felt as if he was struck by lightning, and his mind suffered an unprecedented huge shock.

His pupils shrank sharply, his face was filled with disbelief, and the teacup in his hand lost control at that moment, fell to the ground with a "bang", and shattered into pieces.

In fact, Ming Yunqi had some guesses before, but when the cruel reality was confirmed, the sadness and anger that penetrated deep into his bones instantly overwhelmed him completely.

His eyes turned red in an instant, and his heart seemed to be hit repeatedly by an invisible and huge hammer.

Each blow was powerful, shaking his internal organs as if they were dislocated, and filled with excruciating pain. He clenched his teeth and used all his strength to barely suppress the fishy sweetness that was rising up his throat and about to burst out.

Bai Lian glanced at Ming Yunqi coldly, his eyes full of mockery.

In his opinion, no emperor in history could resist the fatal temptation of the art of immortality. In the face of this supreme temptation, human greed and desire would be infinitely magnified. He did not believe that Ming Yunqi could be the exception and transcend worldly desires.

Although the little cub has suffered tremendous hardships at the hands of humans, his inner nature is still kind and innocent. The little cub is born with a helpful heart and will always lend a helping hand without hesitation when he sees a creature in distress.

Bai Lian performed countless calculations through the main system, reproducing the previous scenes over and over again. Every simulation, every attempt, the results were surprisingly consistent:

The valley will be burned mercilessly, and Ming Jiang will eventually be deceived by those with ill intentions. Heaven and earth have endowed the little cub with the magical ability to heal the dying and the wounded, but it is this kindness that has become his fatal weakness.

Without knowing anything, it was impossible for the little cub to turn a blind eye to the dying person. However, those people with bad intentions took advantage of his kindness, repaying him with evil time and time again, and causing the little cub to fall into an abyss from which there was no return.

Bai Lian sighed inwardly. He could never use the kindness of the little cub to gamble with the malice of those people, and he could not allow these ugly people to hurt him wantonly because of his kindness.

At the beginning, the little cub was just born and was full of kindness and curiosity about everything in the world. In his simple cognition, all things in the world have spirits and deserve to be treated gently. How could such an innocent child stand by and watch someone dying?

"So... you just watched those people kidnap the little cub!" Ming Yunqi's eyes were deep and his chest was heaving violently.

Ming Yunqi didn't dare to close his eyes at all, because as soon as he closed his eyes, the soft appearance of his little cub would involuntarily appear in his mind.

On weekdays, the little cub would always hold his arms and act coquettishly and cutely, and that soft voice seemed to still echo in his ears.

But now, when he thought about the little cub suffering countless injuries in a place he couldn't see, and even his spine was cruelly pulled out and made into a dagger, his heart felt like it was being pierced by countless sharp needles and he felt excruciating pain.

At this moment, the violent emotions in Ming Yunqi's chest were almost out of control, and the defense line of reason was crumbling under the double impact of anger and pain.

There was no trace of the ecstasy in his eyes that Bai Lian had expected after learning about the cub's abilities. Instead, there was heartache and regret.

He blamed himself over and over in his heart, regretting why he had not appeared by the cub's side earlier, and failed to shelter him from the wind and rain and save him from these inhuman tortures when he needed protection the most.