The mountains are quiet, and the grass is green.

On a secluded path, a half-old green cloth carriage sped south.

The coachman was a taciturn middle-aged strong man, with thin lips tightly pursed. In the carriage, the plain-clothed woman hugged the child in her arms tightly.

"Brother Lin'er......" The woman's eyes were dark and haggard, and she couldn't stop muttering, "God bless, we will definitely let Brother Lin turn evil into good ......."

Bang!

The white light flashed in front of him, and then the thunder roared, and the quiet mountain forest suddenly came to life, and the branches and leaves danced wildly and rattled.

"The wind is blowing." The woman hurriedly took a cloak and wrapped the child in her arms tightly, before lifting the curtain and poking out half of her head, "General Feng...... Big brother, looking at this posture, I'm afraid there will be heavy rain. ”

The coachman looked at the sky, but there was a hint of joy on his face: "It's a good thing that it's raining heavily." ”

He whipped his whip hard, and said quickly, "Speed up, take advantage of the heavy rain, and you will be able to shake off those—"

His smile was fixed on his face.

A sharp feathered arrow came out of nowhere, slashing across his left cheek and slamming into the wall of the car.

The driver's eyes flashed coldly, but his face showed a panicked look, and the whole person rolled down from the wheel, looked around, and shouted: "I don't know which way is a hero!" The villain has a little surplus wealth in his family, and he is willing to offer his family wealth, and I only ask the heroes to spare my family's life! ”

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near.

A team of more than 10 people, all of them tall horses, wearing night clothes, their faces covered with cloth towels, and they did not distinguish their appearance.

When the coachman saw them like this, he was even more panicked, knelt on the ground without saying a word, and shouted: "Son, take out all our wealth and present it to all the heroes." ”

Soon, the woman got out of the carriage trembling with a package in her arms, and on her back was a young child, with a sallow-faced face and unconscious, as if she was seriously ill.

The leader sat on horseback and looked condescendingly at the family of three kneeling on the ground.

Two men dismounted behind him, passed by the three men on the ground, and carefully examined their appearances, not even the sick child, and went to examine the carriage again.

"My lord, not like that." One shook his head slightly.

The "lord" just stared at the coachman and asked in a dumb voice, "Why are you hurrying in the wind and rain?" ”

The coachman fell to the ground tightly, not daring to raise his head, obviously very afraid: "My child is seriously ill, the high fever does not go away, and the rice grains do not enter. I heard that there was a miracle doctor in Hengzhou City who was good at pediatric diseases, so I hurriedly went. ”

The man in black was not persuaded: "If you go to Hengzhou, why don't you take the official road?" ”

"Good man." This time, it was the haggard woman who spoke, and she sobbed, "My young son can't wait anymore, this road was told to me by my sister-in-law, and it is a few hours faster than the official road." ”

She was apprehensive, but her worries about her children outweighed her fear of these robbers, and she boldly said, "Heroes, most of my family's belongings are in the package,"

He trembled and took out a few silver tickets from his underwear: "All the money in the family is here." ”

"Danniang!" The coachman was obviously surprised and called out to her.

"Boss, we can't wait."

The woman kowtowed to the others again: "

Ladies and gentlemen,

Please let my family go to Hengzhou City,

My kids can't wait......"

She fell to the ground, weeping silently.

Everyone looked at the child on her back, she didn't wake up from such a big movement, her face was gloomy, her breath was weak, and she really looked like she was dying soon.

One of the men in black who had been examined earlier seemed to be unbearable, and whispered, "My lord, they really don't look like -"

The leader raised his hand, interrupted him, and said grimly, "They are not like them, but they ...... Having said that, it is better to kill by mistake than to let go. ”

The middle title was deliberately vague, but all the black-clothed people present looked awe-inspiring when they heard this.

The leader looked at the family of three, and said indifferently: "You are unlucky today, you can go with peace of mind, I will toast you with a glass of water and wine." ”

As he spoke, two men in black drew their knives and walked towards the three of them.

The coachman was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly became desperate, he stood up suddenly, pulled his wife up, and shouted: "Run! ”

The black-clothed men looked like they were dying and struggling prey, watching the family of three flee in a panic.

Seeing that they were about to enter the forest, the man in black raised his chin: "Fight quickly." ”

"Yes!"

A few feathered arrows shot out quickly, and they were about to fall on several people. The coachman, who was originally in a panic, suddenly turned around, and the knife in his sleeve flashed, and he cut down these deadly weapons.

The man in black narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Sure enough, it's you." ”

He raised his hand: "Go and kill the woman and the child!" ”

A man in black chased after him, but was stopped by the coachman, and the panic on his face had disappeared, replaced by indifference and murderous intent.

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It's already raining in the mountains. In the dark sky, the road became muddy, and the branches of the trees that had been blown down by the strong wind became obstacles to the road.

In the sound of wind and rain, a white figure flew forward like a sharp arrow.

Song Chaoyu faced the wind and rain and looked at the small red dot marked by the system in front of him.

Who would have thought that as soon as he entered the mission world, he was told that the child of destiny in this world was being hunted down, and if he didn't hurry over, maybe there would be no one left.

It's just that the heavens are not beautiful, this world is still a low-martial world, and his cultivation skills in the first two worlds are not used at all.

The woman had already taken the child in her arms and bent down to help him from the storm. She stumbled and ran through the mountains and forests, lest the thugs behind her catch up.

But after all, she was only a weak woman, and she was carrying a child, and she was found for a long time.

Seeing the man in black holding the murderous knife approaching, the woman felt despair in her heart, and couldn't help but raise her head and wail sharply: "God! You're blind! How kind and generous my lord is, but he was killed by a traitor, and now he can't even leave the last trace of blood! ”

As if in response to her questioning, there was a loud bang in the sky, but in the woman's eyes, she could only see the bright, life-threatening sword light.

She closed her eyes in despair.

Burst.

It's the sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh.

The expected pain did not come, and the woman did not dare to open her eyes, but heard a voice as clear as jade: "Madam." ”

When she opened her eyes, she saw the three men in black who had been chasing her lying to the ground, blood pouring from them

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Flowing out of the body.

An extremely strange young man in white appeared in front of him, saying that he was miraculous because such a big wind and rain had avoided his body, and his body was dusty, like a god.

She shook her head.

"Madame, where is your companion? I'm afraid that if I don't go, he won't be able to hold on. ()”

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Seeing the young man's figure disappear in place, the lady finally came back to her senses, secretly thanked God, hugged the child in her arms, found a cave nearby, and settled nearby.

In less than two incense sticks, two figures, one thin and one strong, found the cave.

Luckily for them, the cave seemed to have been occupied by people before, and there was still some dry wood in it. The woman had made a fire, took off the child's wet coat, baked it, and laid the man in a dry place, and lay down on a hay mat.

Seeing the two, the woman was pleasantly surprised: "Feng ...... Eldest brother! The words that followed took a turn from surprise to fright.

The middle-aged man pretending to be a coachman was stabbed in the abdomen, and blood mixed with rain gushed down from his fingers.

Feng Ke waved his hand: "Aunt Li, Song Gongzi is his own person." ”

He hissed, took out a bottle of medicine from the package he was carrying, and sat down to treat his wounds.

"Song Gongzi?" The woman looked at the young man hesitantly, and suddenly realized, "What is your relationship with Lord Song?" ”

Song Chaoyu took out a jade pendant from his arms and handed it to her: "Auntie, please take a look." ”

The woman took it and looked at it, and her eyes turned red.

She turned her head and bent down, and pulled out something from the mezzanine of the sleeping child's clothes on the ground, which was a warm white jade, on which was carved a very elegant bluegrass.

The white jade that the young man handed her was also carved with blue grass, and it was obvious that the carver was made by one person.

The woman returned the jade pendant to Song Chaoyu, sorted out her appearance, and made a big gift to Song Chaoyu: "Li Rong, the former female official of the East Palace, has seen Song Gongzi." ”

Song Chaoyu turned sideways and avoided: "I'm just a junior, so I don't deserve my aunt's gift." ”

He looked at the young child who was still asleep and wondered, "This is His Royal Highness?" ”

Li Rong followed his gaze, and his face turned pale: "His Royal Highness was infected with the wind and cold before, suffered a great change, and ran with us, and now he ......"

Song Chaoyu squatted down and checked his pulse for him, although he was limited by the law, he couldn't bring the cultivation skills of the first two worlds, and the knowledge in his head was still there.

If you see a doctor with a shallow pulse, he will also be a little.

The child was obviously sick first, frightened and frightened, and had not had a good rest for several days, and now there was a faint tendency to develop tuberculosis.

Luckily, he came prepared.

He took out a jade bottle from his bosom, poured out a light blue pill with a fragrant fragrance, and fed it to the young child's mouth.

When Li Rong saw him feeding the medicine, he subconsciously wanted to stop him, and suddenly remembered that he had reached this situation now, if it weren't for this young man, he was afraid that he and His Royal Highness would have died a long time ago, so he lived in a cozy place

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Seeing her worries, Song Chaoyu comforted: "Aunt Li, rest assured, this is my master's secret medicine, as long as there is still a breath left, anyone can be saved." ”

Only then did Li Rong remember the rumors that circulated in the capital in the early years about the eldest son of the Song Taifu family.

It is said that the eldest prince is very frail, born the decoction has never been broken, when he was two years old, a traveling Fang Taoist priest knocked on the door of the Taifu Mansion, saying that the child has nothing to do with the house, should be an outsider.

I don't know what magical powers the Taoist priest revealed, in short, Song Taifu, who has never believed in ghosts and gods, actually acquiesced to this Taoist priest taking his eldest grandson away.

This thing is really bizarre, and even there are rumors in the palace.

Li Rong calculated the time, if the young man in front of him was that Song Gongzi, he would be fifteen years old this year.

Thinking of what he had seen before, the supernatural skills of the person in front of him who were not close to him, Li Rong secretly said, the Taoist priest who took away Song Xiaogongzi back then was afraid that he was a real strange man.

The elixir was really amazing, and after only a short time of taking it, the child lying on the ground was full of fever, and his body began to sweat, although it looked scary, his breathing gradually became stronger.

Li Rong was surprised and delighted, and at this time, the sudden wind and rain outside also stopped.

Song Chaoyu saw that the three of them were young, weak and injured, and no one could count on them, so he went out and drove the previous Qingbu carriage over, brought some of the luggage that could be used in the car, and went to the river outside to get clean water.

Li Rong thanked him happily and scrubbed the child's body. Under the high heat and sweat, the camouflage on the child's face fell off, revealing a small face carved in pink.

Sure enough, the son of luck is not born badly.

Song Chaoyu's message came to his mind.

Zhao Lingwei, the son of luck in this world.

A month ago, the East Palace was framed for rebellion, the prince was forced to commit suicide, the princess committed suicide and was buried, the prince's mansion had three sons and one daughter, two sons over ten years old were given wine, and the six-year-old princess died of fright.

Only the youngest son Zhao Lingwei, who was only five years old, was awarded the title of king of Yuezhou under the advice of a group of old ministers, and he was made to be crowned within a month.

Zhao Lingwei is a former prince bloodline, even if he is exiled in disguise, he is regarded by many people as a thorn in the side. The remnants of the old department in the East Palace tried their best, and ordered people to disguise themselves as His Royal Highness to take the official road, and they secretly drove Jane away lightly, and they could not escape the pursuit of those people.

What he is impersonating now is the identity of the grandson of the former crown prince Song Mingzhang. The reason why he is so bold is because the grandson of the real Taifu has long disappeared with the Taoist priest of Youfang, and even the Song family has not known his whereabouts for more than ten years, and no one knows what he looks like.

Mrs. Song had already become a senior a few years ago and returned to his hometown to be raised. His father had no intention of officialdom and became a mountain chief in Jiangnan Cuiwei Academy.

It was the East Palace incident, and the Song family, which had long been away from the whirlpool of officialdom, was not too implicated.

Song Chaoyu didn't intend to disturb their peaceful life, and pretended to be the son of the Song family, just to gain the trust of the people around the son of luck.

Seeing that the little master was getting better, Li Rong and Feng Ke came over to thank Song Chaoyu again.

Feng Ke happily tested whether Song Chaoyu came to help was the meaning of the Song family.

Even if he has become a scholar, Song Taifu is still a famous Confucian all over the world, and Song's father is even more peach and plum all over the world. If the Song family is willing to help, His Royal Highness's life will be much better.

Song Chaoyu ruthlessly interrupted his imagination.

"The Song family didn't know that I was coming."

Song Chaoyu said, "I don't plan to meddle in the East Palace." ”

True immortal cultivators don't need to be deliberately held, they are natural immortal bones.

His tone was inscrutable: "I'm here just because, I have a relationship with the little boy." ”！