The owner of the mansion in the secluded woods was Song Tianyuan, who had been rescued a few days earlier, and had been placed here to recuperate, and two days earlier, he had woken up.

Originally, Song Yi planned to come to visit when he woke up, but because he was going to the library pavilion, he could only postpone the visit for the time being, and now that the juvenile competition had ended, Song Yi was finally able to take the time to visit Song Tianyuan.

In the quiet courtyard of the mansion in the forest, when Song Yi's voice spread at the door, Song Tianyuan, who was standing by the pool, also moved his brows, he turned his eyes and looked at Song Yi who appeared in front of the door.

"Are you...?" didn't seem to have much impression of Song Yi's young face, Song Tianyuan asked out loud.

And Song Yi heard what Song Tianyuan heard, and he didn't feel strange that the latter didn't remember himself, if Song Yi remembered correctly, Song Tianyuan was sent to the so-called border battlefield five years ago, and Song Yi was only in his early tens at that time, and then Song Tianyuan was designed and imprisoned by the Wang family, four or five years is enough time to make many changes in the outside world, and this period of isolation will also make Song Tianyuan's memory blur to varying degrees, so even if Song Tianyuan can recognize Song Yi at the age of ten five years ago, he may not be able to recognize Song Yi at the age of fifteen now。

"I'm Song Yi. With a slight smile, Song Yi directly reported his name, and then he walked towards Song Tianyuan.

And at this moment, when Song Tianyuan heard the name Song Yi, his slightly pale expression also changed, although he has been recuperating in the past two days, but he has known as much as possible through his own understanding, he also knows something related to himself, originally for Song Tianyuan who just woke up, he only remembered that he was imprisoned in a secret prison by the Wang family, and he couldn't even know how many years had passed from the outside world, and just a few days ago, when a stuffy stick hit him, he didn't know what happened next, and when he woke up again, everything around him was no longer a dim and damp dungeon, but a comfortable house。

At first, Song Tianyuan thought he was dreaming, but the laceration wound on his body immediately made him realize that he was in reality, and then through the questioning of several servants, he realized that he had returned to the Song family, the ancestral land that had raised him.

Although Song Tianyuan is a person who has experienced battlefield battles, has seen life and death, and his heart is more resolute than ordinary people, but after he learned that he was rescued by the Song family, he still cried loudly, and then several housekeepers and hall masters from various halls came to visit, which made Song Tianyuan know more details about his rescue.

Among them is Song Yi, who proposed this rescue plan...

Looking at Song Yi who slowly walked in front of him, Song Tianyuan's pale expression was full of complexity, he never thought that in the end, it would be such a child who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but the matter has come to this, Song Tianyuan can only let go of all the mustard in his heart, although Song Yi is much younger than himself, but he is always his own savior, in this regard, Song Tianyuan just paused for a moment, and then bowed to Song Yi.

"Young Master Song Yi... I was able to come back alive this time, thanks to you. Song Tianyuan first expressed his gratitude to Song Yi for saving his life, and then he waved his hand at Song Yi and motioned for him to sit on a stone chair not far away.

"Brother Tianyuan is considered my elder brother in terms of seniority, so after I know your situation, I should naturally do my best to rescue you, it's just my duty. Song Yi waved his hand disappreciatively, and then sat down with Song Tianyuan at the stone table in the courtyard.

At this time, Song Tianyuan was a little surprised by Song Yi's every word and action, he thought that Song Yi, a young master of the Ming Horn Hall, would have some shelf, but the kind of humility shown by Song Yi was the opposite, which made people feel very close.

"Young Master Song Yi, you should have something to do when you came here today, right?" Song Tianyuan, who sat down, asked Song Yi, he could see that although Song Yi seemed to be coming to visit him, his appearance was obviously coming for something, which was not difficult for Song Tianyuan, who had walked on the battlefield.

"I came this time, I did have some questions I wanted to ask Brother Tianyuan, I wanted to visit a few days ago, but the juvenile competition is imminent, so I can only postpone it until today. Song Yi smiled faintly and said to Song Tianyuan: "I see that your blood and qi have recovered a little now, I think you should be recuperating well in the past few days, and there should be no major problems physically, maybe you can fully recover after a month of cultivation." ”

However, Song Tianyuan heard what Song Yi said, but his face was full of helplessness and distress, and he shook his head very frustratedly: "It would be nice if he could really recover completely." ”

"Hmm, how can you say it?, could it be that he has fallen ill?" Song Yi was slightly stunned, although he was not proficient in medical knowledge, but he could still see from Song Tianyuan's recovery speed that the latter should be able to recover a normal body if he continued to recuperate, but Song Yi's idea actually had a deviation, he habitually regarded his body structure of humans on the earth as the body structure of people in this great Hengtian world.

"The disease has not fallen, but the people of the Wang family have destroyed all the twelve main meridians in my body during their imprisonment..."While speaking, Song Tianyuan's face showed anger and unwillingness: "In the future... I may not be able to cultivate anymore. ”

Song Yi realized that his judgment was wrong, he could hear his hatred for the Wang family from Song Tianyuan's words, the feeling of being deprived of his cultivation ability, like a painter losing his eyes and a singer being deprived of his voice, which was more painful than dying, and Song Yi also remembered the boys and girls he met in the juvenile competition, some of them were poor, but they still tried everything to cultivate.

In this great Hengtian world, people's pursuit of cultivation may have far exceeded Song Yi's expectations, and for Song Tianyuan in front of him, Song Yi could only try his best to comfort him after learning that all the meridians in his body had been destroyed: "Brother Tianyuan, don't be too depressed, maybe there will be a miracle in the future..."

"Miracles... Is there any miracle in this world that can allow me to reshape my meridians? Even if there is, it is far from being within the reach of a family force like us. Song Tianyuan gritted his teeth and said unwillingly.

"Uh..." Facing Song Tianyuan's constant indignation and unwillingness, Song Yi didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Hey, don't talk about this sad thing, it's an established fact that the meridians are completely destroyed now, and I've gradually seen it in the past few days. Song Tianyuan finally sighed, he looked at Song Yi and asked, "Let's talk about Young Master Song Yi's affairs, what is the matter with you coming this time?" ”

(To be continued)