[Comprehensive] Travel to the world of martial arts and raise a boss

He was tightly tied to a thick wooden stake. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from the rope on his body. Instead, his wrists and hands were torn apart by his struggle, and the dazzling blood was stained red. stakes.

His throat was dry and hoarse, and there was a bloody smell in his mouth. Those familiar people in front of him who had smiled at him very kindly at this moment seemed to be possessed by demons, distorting their faces, thinking To put him to death.

"Burn him to death! Burn him to death! Burn this evildoer to death!"

"Revenge for the young master!"

"Keep him, and I will never have peace in Ningzhuang!"

"..."

The crowd was outraged, and those ordinary people who always had a simple smile on their faces turned into fierce ghosts, looking at him with strong murderous intent and fear.

Eyes covered by disheveled hair slowly looked at several old people and a young man standing in the front. These people were obviously prestigious people in the crowd and they were also his former relatives.

He wants to call that young man a cousin. I remember that before he was ten years old, whenever he was tired from reading, he would carry him on his shoulders, stealthily avoid the sight of others, and take him to the outside of the village. Walking around, but now, like everyone else, he misses him dead!

You obviously know it, don't you?It's not like this kind of thing has never happened before. I already knew that there would be such a result. Why did he come back?Time and time again, I can't give up, I always hope that there will be a miracle, thinking that one day others will be able to accept me like this.

Because it feels so good to be loved by others, those family affections, those happy and beautiful days, let him linger again and again, and let him forget that those love and family affections were not originally his, but he just stole them for a while. He was addicted, and he was reluctant to let go, and the consequences could only be borne by him.

His eyes after the disheveled hair changed from sadness and bewilderment at the beginning to gradually turning cold. He began to hate, and those negative emotions that had been accumulated for a long time were churning in his chest, but this time he couldn't restrain himself a little, and his eyes were struggling fiercely like a trapped animal. Everyone who looked at him felt stunned and involuntarily took a few steps back.

Ning Shaoyuan suppressed the fear in his heart, and said to an old man beside him: "Elder Elder, the owner of the villa is seriously ill, and I invite you to preside over everything here."

The Great Elder nodded in agreement, and he waved the crutch in his hand, and the surroundings became completely quiet, and everyone subconsciously pricked up their ears to listen to him.

"Fellow folks, I have always lived in a corner in Ningzhuang, where I live and work in peace and contentment. I have never done anything harmful to nature, but this man, this evildoer who does not know where he came from, has sucked the soul of the young master of Ningzhuang and possessed him. With his body, he stirs up wind and rain in my Ningzhuang, and even worse, the owner of the village will not be able to get sick!"

"For people who are not of my race, their hearts must be different. We must not let him go!"

"Burn him to death! Burn him to death!" As soon as the Great Elder's thick voice fell, waves of voices rang out again and again, and the killing sound reached the heavens.

He has completely stopped struggling, and he just finds it funny looking at the unrecognizable people in front of him. Is this what he is after?Something that you have been desperately trying to hold on to?Just because he changed his skin, is he considered a monster?Such a non-my race must have a different mind, he really shouldn't expect extravagantly!

The young child was firmly tied to the stake, and there was a circle of turpentine firewood around it. As long as the torch was lightly thrown, it would burn completely.

When Lu Chongming arrived desperately regardless of everyone's obstruction, he saw such a scene.

"Get out of the way!" A deep and powerful voice sounded, and everyone who saw him couldn't help but follow what he said, and gave him a way to the high platform in the middle.

He looks quite embarrassed now, his hair is disheveled, he didn't even have time to wear a coat, only a thin inner coat, because he ran over in a hurry, his back was already wet with sweat, his skin and The underclothes are held together tightly.

Even so, no one dared to despise him, because of his identity, because of the chill on his face, and because of the sword he held in his hand!

Although Lu Chongming has practiced swordsmanship for a few days, his swordsmanship is not very good, but it can still be used to frighten ordinary people. If it is not for this sword, with his current body and bones, under the obstruction of so many people, he can Not being able to get out of the villa is a problem.

Fortunately, he finally saw someone, and fortunately he came in time, at least he was still alive, otherwise he would be the one who cried.

"Cousin!" Ning Shaoyuan stepped forward quickly, and said, "Why are you here? You are not in good health yet, just let us come here."

"Give it to you?" Lu Chongming sneered, "What to you? Burn my son to death?"

To be honest, he is in a very bad mood now, not only because of his physical discomfort, but also because these people treat a cub like this, which in his opinion is a felony punishable by death!

Others naturally didn't know his idea, but they could hear the objection in his tone.

Ning Shaoyuan said eagerly: "What do you mean by cousin? Do you still regard him as your own son?! He is a monster! I don't know where the monster came from! The little cousin was killed by him!"

"I can't even recognize my own son!" Lu Chongming said, walking towards the high platform, Ning Shaoyuan wanted to stop him, but he couldn't.

He glared at the few who came behind Lu Chongming with displeasure on his face, "What the hell is going on!"

Ning Xiaqing smiled wryly: "Brother, as soon as he woke up, he insisted on coming over without hesitation, and he wouldn't listen to anyone's persuasion."

A few of them have no choice but to follow, do they dare to be tough? !

The people on this side were all helpless, they didn't know what the other party was going to do, while Lu Chongming on the other side was already standing under the high platform.

The platform was not very high, and he was only a head away from the bound child when he stood below. He raised his head slightly, and saw the face slightly blocked by the messy hair.

The child's face was very thin and pale, but he could still see the handsome outline.

Lu Chongming was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "On your sixth birthday, I didn't return home, and I gave you a gift later. What is it?"

The black eyes looked at him without blinking, and after a while, the other party said in a hoarse voice: "Father...you personally made me a bowl of birthday noodles."

"When you were 12 years old, you were sick and I took care of you overnight. What was the first thing I said to you after you woke up?"

"Parents who take care of your body, hair and skin, don't get sick in the future." The indifference in his eyes receded a little, and became soft again. It was this kind of love and warmth that kept him lingering, and even if he lost it, he would grab it back again, that's how he was A greedy person.

The atmosphere of their questions and answers gradually eased, but the people behind Lu Chongming became anxious. The elder with the highest seniority frowned and said: "The owner of the villa must not be soft-hearted. This is a monster, not a young master. Don't be fooled by him .”

Everyone else nodded in agreement.

The child's eyes dimmed slightly, and then he saw that the person in front of him had turned around, with a horizontal sword in his hand, blocking him protectively.

"Only Yi'er and I know those things, he is my son!"

Lu Chongming's resolute attitude made the other people look shocked and confused.

Almost everyone was against it, but Lu Chongming's identity was quite majestic in the whole Ningzhuang, and no one dared to force it for a while. They could only watch helplessly as he cut off the rope tied to the stake with a sword, and then Pick up the person and leave.

The brothers of the Ning family were at a loss. Relying on their seniority, the elder first stopped Lu Chongming with a cane, and then one or two, and countless people stood in front of him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ning Shaoyuan hurried forward and said: "Don't be impulsive! Everyone, don't be impulsive! My cousin was just temporarily bewitched by the evildoer, just wait for me to persuade him!"

You don't need to think about what he is going to say. Lu Chongming blocked his approach with a long sword. He glanced at the child in his arms and said coldly: "There is no need to persuade! If you can't even protect your own child, What am I doing alive? It’s better to die early!”

"Brother!" Ning Xia Qing stomped his feet, "You are not allowed to say such unkind words, the Ning family still depends on you!"

Ning Shaoyuan was also in a hurry, he leaned into the elder's ear and whispered: "My cousin just woke up and his mind is not so clear, let's follow him first, don't force him, wait for two days for him to recover Naturally, you will want to understand the fact that Yi'er has already died a long time ago."

The Great Elder frowned. He was also a member of the Ning family, so he naturally didn't want to embarrass the owner of Ningzhuang, but said, "What about that evildoer? Let him go like this?"

"Of course not!" Ning Shaoyuan said: "I will send someone to watch closely in the past two days. A person who killed my cousin will take care of him when he wakes up."

The Great Elder thought for a moment, and finally agreed. After all, he didn't want to freeze the relationship with the Ning family. As for the other ordinary villagers, they were already afraid of Lu Chongming's majesty. To make a point, it can only be seen from the resentful and fearful eyes they looked at the child in their arms that this may only be temporary.

The subsequent rebound may be very large and serious. Whether Lu Chongming can bear it depends on his ability.

Lu Chongming carried him back in an upright manner, and the Ning family was turned upside down. Mrs. Ning—that is, the wife of Lu Chongming's current body—passed out suddenly, and those who called doctors called doctors, and those who boiled medicine Medicine, the whole villa became a mess.

However, Lu Chongming and the two who caused all this chaos left all the hustle and bustle behind, and went straight into the Lvxian Garden, where Ning Xiuyi, the young son of the Ning family, lived.

The layout of the room was exactly the same as when he left. There was not even a speck of dust on the table, apparently because people often came in to clean it. His curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and he pursed his lips and did not speak.

Since the moment he was put down from the stake and held in his arms, he has kept such silence.

Lu Chongming didn't care either. He put him on the bed, and the first thing he had to deal with was the wounds on his wrists.

The slender wrist was already skinny, and it was uncomfortable to hold in the hand, and now it had a few bruises and blood-stained cracks.

There was no one waiting in the house, and no servants dared to come in. Fortunately, everything in the Lvxian Garden was complete, not to mention some common wound medicines, and there was a small hot spring room behind the garden. The little son of the family was weak since he was a child, and the original owner specially built it for his only son. From this point, it can be seen that the original owner loves him.

The mist in the hot spring room was steaming, covering the sparkle in his eyes. He was indeed greedy, and because those people treated him so well, how could he not be greedy.

Regardless of his slight struggle, Lu Chongming stripped the person naked, and walked into the hot spring carefully. The body in his arms was too thin, almost scrawny, and there were countless scars on his skin, some new and some old. Old scars make people wonder how such a body full of scars has survived to this day?

Lu Chongming frowned tightly, restraining the constant rage in his heart, and tried his best to lighten his movements to help clean his thin body.

Maybe it was because his movements were too gentle, or maybe the temperature of the spring water was too warm, the child who was already extremely wary fell asleep at this time.

Lu Chongming didn't wake him up, and he wasn't willing to wake him up. He knew that this might be the most peaceful sleep he had in recent days, and he himself needed time to sort out his thoughts.