Hold your hand and pick you up

Lin Shiyuan felt that he had slept for a long time, and his whole body was extremely tired. He was conscious but could not move his body. After a long time, his hard work was not in vain, and he felt his fingers finally move.

Gradually, the control over the body returned to him, and the person with closed eyes on the bed finally woke up faintly, and the pair of tea-brown eyes flashed its unique light again.

He felt physically weak, so he could only support himself to sit up slowly. Yu Li fell asleep lying on his stomach on the table. He must have been guarding him most of the night, no wonder he was out of spirits.

He slowly moved out of bed, walked to the window and wanted to open it for some air. The room was really stuffy, but the outside was still a familiar scene, and the green plants made people feel much more comfortable.

But... when did I put such a pot of bare soil here?Lin Shiyuan looked at this small pot of soil and couldn't help poking it, but suddenly felt a warm feeling when he touched it. Could it be that playing with mud is as good as the experts in his previous life said? Put yourself in a good mood?

Uncle Yang came in with the freshly brewed medicine. He was pleasantly surprised to find that the owner had woken up. He couldn't help but blame him for opening the window to blow the wind. What if he was cold?

"Master, stop standing by the window, the autumn wind is cold and cold, drink the medicine while it's hot."

"Okay~" A smile appeared on Lin Shiyuan's pale face, "By the way, how long have I been asleep?"

"Today is the third day. Both the suzerain and the elders have been here. Last night, the elders guarded you all night, and the suzerain took you back in the morning."

"Oh? Thank you for your hard work. I will thank you when I feel better. This medicine is newly made by Elder Yi Qing?" Why is it so hard...

"Elder Yi Qing said that external injuries are easy to heal, but you still have internal injuries that need to be recuperated slowly. This is specially prepared by him."

"The person who came to assassinate me...have you found out who it is?"

"Not yet, but... From my point of view, he is probably someone from Zongli. He is very familiar with the layout here and the escape route. The master has fought against him before. Any guesses?"

"I should know him. He is masked. I tried to get close to him many times to see his true face, but he avoided him. Moreover, he is powerful, at least he is a spirit general. I am no match for Jinghong. .”

Lin Shiyuan suddenly thought of a useful clue, "But his arm was scratched by Jinghong!"

"In this case, let's use this as a basis to investigate all suspects in the sect! We must find that damned assassin!" After speaking, Director Yang turned around and was about to carry out.

"and many more!"

Manager Yang turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

"Don't go to the elders, check with the handyman and the manager!" After all, everyone's relationship has been cultivated, and I don't want to make them feel dissatisfied because of this incident, and I am willing to believe that they will not Kill yourself.

"...Yes." Although it is not very clear what the master thinks, but since he ordered, he must have his own considerations, so he just obeyed.

"Hmm..." Yu Li was awakened by their conversation, stretched his waist, and found that the master was standing in front of him alive.

"Hey! How are you, Master~"

Director Yang grabbed his collar from behind and dragged him out, "You sleep like a pig, and you are still asleep when the master wakes up! Come out with me, don't disturb the master's rest."

"Hey! Grandpa, how could I bother the Lord..."

The boy's lively exclamation faded away, Lin Shiyuan shook his head with a smile, really energetic.

But it didn't take long for him to think about the reason why the other party assassinated him. He thought he was humble to others and never made enemies. Woolen cloth?

The answer is obvious, except for the other two sects, no one can profit from it. Let alone the Yanyang Sect, the Shen Xing Sect... is Xiao Sijin's father, Qi Zhiheng, who is in charge, and I have...haven't received him for a long time. letter from...

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The fiery red magma is constantly boiling, splashing into the air from time to time, surrounded by scorched walls, mottled and uneven, with a stone platform with a diameter of one meter in the center, and a pair of shackles on it.

The special high-temperature-resistant door was opened, and a white-clothed youth whose face could not be seen clearly was supported by two Kongwu powerful attendants from left to right. His head was drooping weakly, and he seemed to be in a coma state.

The two attendants stopped at the spot without moving. After a while, a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows raised and sharp eyes stepped into the place with steady steps.

He glanced at them, and the attendants obediently put the boy down and retreated outside the door.

The middle-aged man in Chinese clothes picked up the boy with one hand, kicked his feet down, flew down to the stone platform in the middle of the lava, and bound the boy's hands and feet with chains.

He also took out a bottle of elixir from his bosom, took out a pill from it, and fed it into the young man's mouth.

The young man frowned, as if he couldn't bear the high temperature here, his slender and thick eyelashes were opened, and a pair of eyes shining like glass looked at the stone roof above him ignorantly.

"Hmm... where is this?" The boy wanted to get up, but found that his hands and feet were bound. Although he could move, the range of motion was really limited.

The sound of the shackles being scraped resounded throughout the cave. The young man struggled a bit, but it was useless, and he became flustered, "What...what's going on?"

I clearly remember that woman came to my yard suddenly, smiled softly, and brought a bowl of barley and red bean porridge for me to taste, but I refused, the woman cried and knelt down in front of me, begging myself to give her more A chance to make up again, so I softened my heart, took a sip, and then...

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind, "This is Yanku."

The boy turned around and saw his father standing behind him. He said pleasantly, "Father, please help me undo these shackles, I don't want to stay here!"

"Xiao Jin, your mother said that you took the marrow washing pill and asked me to help you re-assess your talent. Now that you are outstanding, you shouldn't be as lazy as before. This place can just double the speed of your practice. It's the right place!"

Qi Zhiheng's eyes were full of fire, and he saw his youngest son as if looking at a rare and exotic treasure. A crazy idea came to his mind, that is to force his son to make a quick breakthrough in a desperate situation. A peerless genius is about to be born in his own hands, and his heart is full of fanaticism. If he can't do it himself, let his son help him complete it. God's will let him reincarnate under his knees, isn't it just to fulfill his obsession!

Qi Sijin froze. He didn't expect his father to be so crazy, and he didn't expect his own mother to push him into the fire pit to stay here... Such a terrible place, hot, gloomy, and imprisoned...

He crawled over and grabbed Qi Zhiheng's clothes, with panic and uneasiness in his eyes, he begged this cruel man with tears, "Father! I don't want to stay here! Please let me out, I will work hard! No Lock me up here!"

Qi Zhiheng frowned, as expected he was still weak, his decision was right, without going through all these ordeals, he would never become what he wanted, "As my son of Qi Zhiheng, you are too much for me. Disappointed, you stay here, whenever you break through the Spirit General, I will let you out!"

After speaking, he threw a volume of exercises in front of him, and walked away, the heavy door was mercilessly closed, Qi Sijin kept crying, gradually he was desperate, no one could save him, there were people in the entire Shen Xingzong Who can resist that stubborn and terrifying man...

He folded his hands on his knees and stared blankly at the lava in front of him. It would be great if there were no chains, and he could jump in by himself.

Frustrated, Qi Sijin began to recall his short life. Except for the six stolen years in Yanxi Town, he had no freedom at all. His life was always at the mercy of that couple. I was born to want myself to die... No!

How could they be willing to die for me now, I haven't become the favorite of heaven in their minds, and I haven't brought them glory~

Qi Sijin started to laugh wildly, hahahahahahahahahaha~

Laughing until tears came out, "It's really... pitiful~"

After venting, he picked up the exercise book with no expression on his face, gripped it tighter and tighter, and finally opened it and succumbed to reality.

Qi Sijin had practiced the exercises taught by Qi Siyu before, this exercise book was so different, it was almost completely opposite to what he had learned before, but he knew too little about these, and thought it was just strange.

But he never thought that the more he practiced, the more painful he would be, but he couldn't stop, otherwise his body would be as painful as being burned by magma.

He had no way out, so he could only grit his teeth and persevere. It was so painful that he couldn't control his hands, scratching his skin frantically, trying to strip away the fiery breath in his blood.

And the rich spiritual energy absorbed will automatically repair the wounds on his body, and the cycle will start again and again. The white clothes have already turned blood red, and the original color can no longer be seen.

At this time, Qi Sijin was no longer the same as before, his eyes were unmoved, dead silent, and he fell in love with this blood-like red color, often scratching his skin with his nails, looking at the gushing blood and laughing Be like a child.

After an unknown amount of time, the heavy door opened again, and the person who came was still the good father who locked him here.

Qi Sijin didn't even move her eyelids, she still closed her eyes and meditated, as if what she was facing was not a close relative but a mass of ordinary air.

Qi Zhiheng didn't care about his son's indifference at all, but was very happy to see his rapid progress, he said excitedly, "My son is really talented, if he practices like this, within three years he will definitely reach the realm that his father expects! "

Qi Sijin was unmoved, and there was no change on her face.

Qi Zhiheng felt that this was the posture his son should have, and continued to ask him enthusiastically, "What does my son want? You can tell me, being a father will definitely satisfy you!"

Hearing this, Qi Sijin opened his eyes, staring at the middle-aged man in front of him with silent eyes, and opened his mouth without any emotion, "I want a red dress."

"Okay!" Of course Qi Zhiheng readily agreed to this little request, and specially asked someone to make it with the most precious deep-sea shark silk, and personally sent it to him.