Lei Weitong struggled to sit up, her whole body flashed with electricity, although she had lost all her skills, there was still a trace of the power of thunder and lightning hidden in the blood of the Thunder Clan, barely dispelling the medicinal power of the fascination, looking at her son who was very familiar, she felt a little strange.

She remembers that the first time she killed someone was as an alternate Eagle Knight in combat training, helping the patrol battalion hunt down escaped death row inmates. Because she received the order to directly execute the death penalty, she was asked to shoot the fugitive to death with a bow in the air, the first time she killed, she was so scared that her hands trembled badly, the first arrow actually missed, and the second arrow hit the vest, and was severely criticized by the captain, which she still remembers vividly.

On the other hand, his son, he was not only not afraid at all, but also calm as usual, and even had a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth......

"Qi'er, come here, come to my mother's place. Lei Weitong called.

Lynch raised his head to look at his mother, who was still a little dazed at first, and when the blood in his eyes faded away, he hurriedly ran over and knelt beside her.

"My good boy, you really did what you said, protected your mother, and deserved to be the bloodline of the Qilin family!"

Lei Weitong gently stroked Lynch's blood-stained face, with both heartfelt appreciation and heart-wrenching pity in his expression, and he was extremely pitiful.

"Are you afraid?"

She took her son into her arms and asked softly.

"Not afraid ......"

Lynch replied.

After killing someone, he was not afraid at all, he was afraid that he would not be able to protect his mother.

"Help my mother up. ”

Lei Weitong stood up with the support of his son, didn't say anything, and led him to the ancestral hall.

After arriving at the secret room in the ancestral hall, Lei Weitong took out a small wooden locket from the mouth of a sitting unicorn statue, and in the box was a pendant like a small sword wrapped in black jade.

"This is a token passed down from generation to generation by your Qilin clan, and it contains a great secret, you must take it with you and never lose it. Remember, the sword is in the man, and the sword is lost. ”

Lei Weitong said, hung the pendant on his son's neck with his own hands, helped him hide it closely, stroked his thin and dry chest, and couldn't help crying.

"Hmm. ”

Lynch nodded heavily, but when he saw his mother crying, he suddenly realized something, panicked, and hurriedly grabbed the corner of her clothes, and begged: "Mother, don't leave you! Please, don't drive me away! Please, please......"

"Silly boy, why is my mother willing to let you go? But after all, you killed someone! And it was the sister-in-law of Song Changfeng, who was the prime minister of the country. ”

Lei Weitong wiped away his tears, endured the sourness in his heart, and said: "Song Changfeng is both the prime minister of the country and the head of the Song family, how can he let you go? The Qilin clan has been in decline for hundreds of years, and now you are left alone." More than half of the big clans in the Xia Kingdom are looking forward to the extermination of the Qilin family, so I wish you died early. After this incident, there are so many people who have fallen into the well, and there is everything, and who will be able to protect you when the time comes? Even if your uncle is willing to come forward, I am afraid it will not help. For now, you can only escape, flee to Lushan. It was a forbidden place for the Qilin clan, and outsiders would never dare to trespass. You obediently hide in the mountains and live for a few years...... When you grow up, people won't recognize you and come down, and our mother and son will definitely see each other one day......"

"I don't care, I don't care, I don't want to go, I will never leave you, and I won't go to Lushan if I die...... I don't want you alone, and I don't want to be alone......"

Lynch seemed to have changed from a little man to the clingy child when he was a child, clutching his mother's clothes, unwilling to let go, and said stubbornly with his head down.

"Smack!"

Lei Weitong slapped his son in the face loudly.

Lynch finally quieted down, touched the hot left side of his face, and was stunned and speechless. He has been frail and sickly since he was a child, and his temperament is also well-behaved and quiet, and he is afraid that it will be too late for his mother to hurt him, so he once hit him on the finger and scolded him.

With tears in his eyes, Lei Weitong reprimanded: "Why are you so unproductive? How can there be a child in the world who can't live without your mother? You are already eleven years old, and what do you say like you are still holding your mother's clothes?"

Lynch didn't seem to hear his mother's words, and regardless of the pain in his cheek, he grabbed the released hand again and squeezed it tighter.

Since entering the Qilin Academy, for more than two years, he has never grabbed the corner of his mother's clothes, but at this time, he suddenly made an exception, and he didn't dare to let go when he caught it, no matter what he said, it didn't work.

"Be good, obedient, let go...... Not only does my mother have to prepare something for you, but she also has to find someone you can trust to send you to Lushan!" Lei Weitong said softly.

Lynch kept his head down, still unrelenting.

Lei Weitong had no choice but to leave the ancestral hall with this son who had worried her for eleven years, and ran upstairs and downstairs to help him prepare simple luggage and belongings.

She put five cans of Huiyang water in a small backpack and asked him to carry it on his back, and sorted out a large bag containing clothes, bedding, Tianshi lamps and other necessities. She had seen her son's amazing strength, and with these things, coupled with the Dragon's Tooth Sword and the Qilin Clan's heirloom talisman, he might be able to survive on Deer Mountain, and there might be hope for this clan......

"Squeak!"

The closed door was suddenly opened, Lei Weitong was startled, turned to look at the comer, but immediately put his mind at ease, and hurriedly stepped forward, "Gong Xu, you are still alive, this is really good!"

The person who came was the coachman and gatekeeper of the Qilin Mansion, the one-eyed Xu Gong. He described it as withered, pale, with blood stains on his white beard and clothes, but he was not poisoned by Song Zheyuan's poison.

After a short conversation, he generally knew what was happening and Lei Weitong's plan, looked at Lynch with a different face, and said, "Child, come, come with me!"

This was the first time Lynch heard this old man speak, he was surprised and surprised, but it was only for this moment, and then he dragged Lei Weitong's clothes and said categorically: "No, I won't leave, I won't leave my mother!"

Lei Weitong touched his son's head, handed the dragon tooth sword to him, and looked at him for the last time, "Qi'er, promise my mother, no matter what, you must live well." ”

Without waiting for Lynch to say anything, she said to the one-eyed old man again: "Gong Xu, this kid will leave it to you." ”

Xu Gong nodded, couldn't help but say, picked up the big bag with one hand, picked him up with the other hand, turned around and walked out.

Lynch held the bone sword in one hand and the corner of Lei Weitong's clothes in the other, pulling her forward as well. He held back his tears, unwilling to cry, but couldn't help but wail with sadness. Knowing that this time it is bound to be separated, he is reluctant to let go, and he may not be able to grasp it anymore.

Lei Weitong picked up a knife and cut the corner of his clothes, and Lynch was forcibly taken out of the door by the old man. In an instant, tears rolled down her eyes like beads of broken thread, blurring her vision.

She was ruthless, closed the door hard, and slowly sat on the ground against the door, unable to bear the heart-wrenching mourning anymore, and cried loudly.

......

After going out, Xu Gong put Lynch on the ground, grabbed his slender arm, and dragged him forward. The old man strode under his feet, and his movements were steady, and he did not look old or weak in the slightest.

Lynch took three steps and two steps, followed closely behind the old man, looked at the corner of the clothes in his hand, and knew that the matter was irreparable, and he could only do what his mother said.

"Little Kirin!"

The two were just about to walk out of the courtyard gate when a surprise voice suddenly came from behind them.

Lynch turned his head to look, and saw the shadow of a delicate girl in the darkness not far away, her long hair shining with a mysterious purple light, like a fairy in the sun.

That's right, it's Purple Feather Fly.

Xu Gong turned a deaf ear, still dragged him forward, and walked out of the hospital without pause.

"Little Kirin, wait for me!"

Zi Yufei stomped his feet angrily and hurriedly chased after him.

As Lei Xian'er's younger sister, of course, she also came to attend her sister's meaningful grand birthday banquet, and she also saw the legendary mother of the unicorn Lei Weitong from afar, which was not as terrible as she imagined.

She fought a lot in her heart, but in the end, she couldn't hold back and secretly came to Lynch. However, she did not enter the house in a dignified manner, but wandered around, planning to find a way to call Lynch out, or to sneak into his room and scare him. She didn't expect that he would come out by himself, and ignore himself, and he was dragged away silently.

Zi Yufei chased after him all the way, grabbed Lynch's hand, and wanted to drag him away, but he was also dragged forward, so he said angrily: "Hey, stinky old man, let go of our little Qilin! Otherwise, I will be unkind to you!"

After a while, the old man stopped, and it turned out that he had already walked to the carriage. He let go of Lynch, threw his luggage into the car, and went to lead the horse.

Zi Yufei took a closer look, only to find that Lynch had a strange expression, looking like he was out of his mind. The face was clean, but the chin and neck were stained with blood, and there were wisps of bloody gas emitting from the body.

"What's wrong with you? Who hurt you?"

Purple Feather Feihua's face was pale, and she hurriedly stretched out her hand to see what was going on with him, but was surprised to see that the hand she had held Lynch was also stained with slimy blood.

"Where did you get the blood? What happened? What is wrong with you? You are talking!" the little girl asked repeatedly, so anxious that she was about to cry.

"Feather Fly. ”

Lynch took out a purple silk handkerchief from his arms, stuffed it into Zi Yufei's hand, and said gloomily: "If possible, you might as well forget me!"

"What did you say?"

Zi Yufei grabbed the purple handkerchief, completely unaware of the reason, and tears had already burst out of his eyes.

Xu Gong quickly set up the horse, carried Lynch into the car, sat in front of him, beat the horse and left, and did not say a word from beginning to end.

"Little Kirin!Little Kirin!Lynch......"

Zi Yufei watched the carriage go away, and chased after him, shouting while chasing, until he chased out the deep and large Duke Lei's mansion, and still did not give up, and chased after him. But the carriage was running faster and faster, and it was getting farther and farther away from her.

......

"Bastard Kirin! Bastard Lynch......"

In the deep quiet night, on the empty road, she was so tired that she finally fell to the ground, and she could no longer find the shadow of the carriage, looking at the purple handkerchief in her hand, scolding, and scolding, she began to cry.

This handkerchief was a gift from her, and Lynch had always carried it with her, and now he actually gave it back to her, and she couldn't imagine what it meant.

"What are you crying about?"

A soft female voice suddenly came from behind her.

Zi Yufei was startled, immediately stopped crying, got up from the ground, looked at a floating shadow in the night, looked vigilant, and scolded, "Who?"

......