Jiang Langting wandered for four years when he was a child, and he was bullied by white eyes, and he also taught him what it means to be warm. However, instead of others teaching him how to be sad, how can it be compared to being abandoned by his biological parents?

When he reached the age when a child grew up when he saw the wind, he also grew up quickly. It's just that the face is yellow and thin, and although he is tall, he is very thin.

At that time, he wandered to the north of Liyang, and saw that he was about to enter Yanzhou.

But after several days of hunger and cold, Jiang Langting got a cold disease, his whole body was cold and hot, like fire and ice, he shrank in the corner of the wall in tattered clothes to avoid the biting cold wind, how did he know that the sky was snowing again, and the corner of the wall could be warm?

Snowflakes fell on his bare feet, but they could no longer dissolve. Jiang Langting couldn't breathe out a breath of heat anymore, he only felt that he was frozen into an ice lump, his stomach was hungry into an empty pocket, and the lice bit his scalp without feeling itchy—his whole body was numb from the cold, and his five senses were dull as if he were not himself.

Jiang Langting said in his heart: "Perhaps, I am going to die."

Just as he was about to accept his fate, two people stood in front of him: this was a man and a woman who were standing close to each other, with outstanding appearance and gorgeous clothes. The man was born as a rough man, with a strong figure and a pair of tiger eyes; The female is soft and delicate, with a beautiful figure, handsome eyes and eyebrows.

What are they going to do?

Could it be that he accepted his own life for the king of Hades?

Otherwise, won't you save me?

In the past four years, many people have bullied him, ridiculed him, and made fun of a little beggar who could kick anyone. Those people have honey swords, they are disdainful, and many people play with him, he is really a "dog and chicken who is not exorcized"! It's not that I haven't met good people, but it's rare for good people to give him a steamed bun and let him drink saliva.

Now that he can't walk and is sick again, he coughs constantly, and those people think that he is sick, and they are kind enough to throw food all the way over, and refuse to look at it again.

At that time, Jiang Langting, who was nearly eight years old, had already had a different thought: it was not interesting to live such a miserable and miserable life, no one cared about, no one cared, no one cared about, even if he died there one day, it was just the next day when he was scolded for "bad luck" and thrown into the wasteland for wild dogs to bite.

In that case, it is better to die on the spot.

However, this was only his own thought - God had written a good script, and if he didn't die here, he would have to live.

When the jade-faced Tsing Yi Wang Jinghong stretched out his jade finger to him, Jiang Langting stuck it tighter against the wall behind him, his face full of defensiveness and suspicion. Wang Jinghong lightly opened his lips, exhaled like an orchid, and said to his husband in a voice like broken jade: "Brother Long, you see, he is afraid of me." "The ghost also worries that the old dragon king was still young at the time, and he and his wife Qin Se and Ming have only been in a few years, and they are looking at her with a doting look on her at this moment.

Wang Jinghongfu stretched out his hand again, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I won't harm you." ”

Jiang Langting looked at this soft-spoken beautiful woman with a kind smile on her face, and involuntarily handed her hand out, and the temperature on her hand burned himself - at this time, he felt that his body was beginning to come to life.

After that day, Jiang Langting became Long Yinzi's apprentice and righteous son. Long Yinzi's identity as a master and father is called Jiang Langting very respectful, and the grace of reinvention is stronger than that of his parents, which also makes him extremely filial. If it weren't for them, I would have died that day.

Later, the master found someone to cure his illness, and then took him and his wife all the way to the southwest, to a valley in the land of Bashu, and since then, the Langya Valley has become his home.

Here, Jiang Langting attacked his master's poison and martial arts, he has a high level of understanding, and because of his life experience earlier, his temperament has also become a little perverse, but he can be regarded as able to bear it. Long Yinzi loves him very much, and Shi Niang also treats him as her own, and the three of them have indeed lived a good life in one place for two years.

It would be nice if life was as stable as it is now, but you must know: Jiang Langting has a soul locking spell on his body! It's like putting a shackle on your back. God spared him from dying, and the master saved him from dying—but a life-chasing soul locking spell could make him worse than dead.

It was such a thing that tortured him for half his life, and even brought the master to meet an accident.

The magistrate may ask: When did the poisonous curse on his body kick in?

I think about it, it should be when Jiang Langting was ten years old. One day, for no reason, he was itching and going crazy in his heart, and his body was so painful that he almost lost his breath, he naturally didn't know the roots, so he just ran up the mountain directly with his mind and was tired and paralyzed, but he still couldn't suppress the evil energy, but felt really uncomfortable.

When he was suffering, the master's servants came to look for him through the valley, at that time, Jiang Langting's eyes were as red as blood, and he lost his mind for a while, and when he saw the old man's rickety figure from a distance, he got lucky, opened his five fingers, and slapped his yin palms towards him.

The servant was also a martial artist, and Jiang Langting, who was ten years old, was not good at martial arts, so he was caught by the old man very lightly, jumped up and grabbed the child in his arms, and swept down the mountain without touching the ground, Jiang Langting only cared about tearing and biting.

When he arrived at Long Yinzi, the servant threw him on the ground, and before he could explain the situation, he saw him like a wild wolf that had broken free from the cage and rushed towards the master, and as soon as he made a move, it was a newly learned killing move - the Rift Valley Divine Fist, Long Yinzi used a finger to freeze him, and at the center of Jiang Langting's eyebrows, he fell to the ground softly, his hands and feet no longer moved, but his eyes were still covered with a layer of red mist, and he was unconscious, looking at the master was like seeing the prey in his mouth, and he was the beast that could not be used to the fullest.

Long Yinzi touched his backbone, and all the way to the Baihui acupoint, the Baihui, the Baimai, and the master of the Baihui.

Long Yinzi touched it carefully, there were words in his mouth, and the five fingers on his hand kept wrenching, and at the end he couldn't help frowning, and unconsciously said "um". Fu cautiously touched it again, and finally sighed - this child is still young, isn't this description under a soul locking curse?