"And now, the decrepit body ... ”

The lion ghost clutched his heart, he knew very well that he was just catching his breath now.

"But old luck is good. ”

Clenched his fists, the eyes of the lion ghost became more and more determined: "When he is lost, God can send the emperor to the old man, although two months is short, but it is enough for the old man to lay the initial foundation for him." ”

"But it's not easy to go down the mountain. ”

The poem Qingmeng said: "Kunlun is the confusion in people's hearts, and only by overcoming all fears can we climb to the top." ”

But who dares to say that there is no confusion in his heart?

Anyone has fear, and it is impossible to be truly fearless, and it is impossible to conquer this mountain if there is the slightest worry.

As for the difficulty, for thousands of years, only the father and son of the Lion Ghost and the Lion Emperor have successfully reached the top, which is enough to see how difficult this test is.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the eyes raised by the Lion Ghost froze slightly, and I saw his brows furrowed: "What's the matter? Why can't you see the emperor's figure?"

"Can't see?"

Shi Qingmeng doesn't have the ability of her grandfather, and she can't see the whole picture of Kunlun Mountain, but she believes in the lion ghost, since the old man said that Qin Xuan is gone, there must be no mistake: "What's the matter, grandpa?"

"West Kunlun!"

The lion ghost seemed to think of something, he stood up, and a smile appeared on his face: "That kid, it seems that he has run to West Kunlun!"

"What?!"

Shi Qingmeng exclaimed: "How is this possible?!East Kunlun and West Kunlun are so far apart, how can Junior Brother Xuan run there?"

"Grandpa!"

Shi Qingmeng knew that now was not the time to say this: "Hurry up and go up the mountain, if you are encountered by Ximu, Junior Brother Xuan will be in danger." ”

"It was his decision. ”

However, the Lion Ghost did not move, he sat down again, and said solemnly: "He wants to go to West Kunlun, this is his choice." ”

"But grandpa... ”

"Don't worry about it, just sit here and wait for him to come back!"

If someone wanted to hurt Qin Xuan, then the Lion Ghost would definitely take action to protect Qin Xuan, but now it was different, this was Qin Xuan's own decision, he was going to take risks.

Men have ideals and want to do something, why should they stop it?

Qin Xuan is not a fledgling under the wings of his lion ghost, but an eagle that is spreading his wings and flying high, the education of the lion ghost has never been to help Qin Xuan do things, but to lay a foundation for him, and then kick down the mountain.

Dead or alive, it's all on your own!

The older generation cannot shelter you forever, the future path has to be walked by yourselves, and the only thing they can do is to pass on as much experience as possible to the younger generations.

Dangerous?

Risk?

How can it be smooth sailing to be a man and do things, how can there be a risk-free road in this world?

"The emperor has two natal qualities, one is like a loving mother, and the other is a strict master," the lion ghost said: "If you say superfluous words, you don't need to tell him, and it won't be your turn to say it." ”

"Nasimus ... ”

"It's up to providence. ”

The lion ghost said indifferently: "It's the ability to survive, and if you die, it's bad luck." ”

Listening to her grandfather's words, and then looking at the old man's appearance as if he didn't care about Qin Xuan's life or death, Shi Qingmeng seemed to have never seen such a grandfather, and it was also at this time that a figure appeared in her mind, it was his father, Lion Emperor Wu.

'Go away, go away, ah, it hurts, don't bite me, help, help me, Dad... ’

In the wild world, a girl who is only three or four years old is struggling on the ground, and beside her, several fierce beasts are constantly tearing at her body.

The fierce beast was easily obliterated, and the man looked at the girl lying on the ground, covered in blood, and his eyes were full of disappointment.

'Why are you so weak?'

'It hurts, Qingmeng's hand hurts so much, Dad. ’

'Boom!'

However, the girl's crying did not usher in the arms of the man, but instead it was a kick without the slightest pity.

'Rubbish!'

'My daughter of the Lion Emperor, is this such a piece of garbage?!'

Every day, the man was beating her or torturing her.

Since he was a child, Shi Qingmeng has never seen a man laugh, he is always so serious, even in the face of his own daughter, he is only cruel.

This is her father, a cold-blooded, ruthless man who has never given her paternal love and warmth.

But the lion ghost is different, her grandfather is very kind and kind, for her business, he quarreled with her father many times, and the conflict between father and son has expanded because of her, and the relationship has been constantly broken.

In the end, because of the discord of ideas, the lion emperor left home angrily, and the poem Qingmeng was also taken care of by the lion ghost.

In Shi Qingmeng's eyes, the lion ghost is the best grandfather in the world, sheltering her from the wind and rain, even if she doesn't do anything, just smiling at her, she can make Shi Qingmeng feel warm and cordial.

But now!

Looking at the lion ghost sitting there, Shi Qingmeng realized for the first time that she didn't seem to understand her grandfather at all.

You don't understand anything. ’

It's like what the man said to her when he left home: 'It's so bitter, what's it, hate, I'm sorry, this is what that man taught me... ’

He left, with the fear and resentment of the poetry and light dream, and left his hometown.

"Grandpa, you... ”

Inexplicably, Shi Qingmeng realized something, she looked at her grandfather in shock, and asked, "The person my father said。。。。。。 ”

"Yes. ”

The lion ghost said calmly: "The person in that kid's mouth is me. ”

I see!

At this moment, the poem and light dream all understood.

Why is the Lion Ghost so good to her, and why is he so gentle and kind to everyone in Kunlun Ancient Town.

Because from the very beginning, the Lion Ghost did not expect them.

'What's your name?'

'Lion, Diwu... ’

'Yes, your name is Lion Emperor Wu, and you are a member of the Shi family. ’

Grabbing the boy by the hair, and then dragging him all the way through his struggle and pleading, there was a cliff in front of him, and at the bottom of the mountain, tens of thousands of fierce beasts were like chicks waiting to be fed.

'Remember. ’

The tall figure turned his back to the boy who was only five or six years old and covered in blood: 'This Kunlun, anyone can cry and be weak, but you are the only one, not good!'

'Because you are the son of my lion ghost!!

As the words fell, the man ruthlessly threw him off the cliff under the frightened screams of the child, leaving him to struggle in the beastly frenzy and remain indifferent.

'Whew, whew... ’

Pestle with a wooden staff, the bloody boy came to his father.

He survived, and did his best to survive.

'Father, I didn't disgrace you, I'm back... ’

However, looking at those bright eyes with some kind of expectation, the lion ghost turned around expressionlessly, he didn't praise him, nor did he praise him, the only thing he had was indifferent words.