"This, this is dragon blood?" The blood-colored jade-like liquid in the altar made Wang Meng can't believe that everything in front of him is true, but the dragon power emitted by the blood can't be fake! Wang Meng stretched out his finger and dipped a drop into his mouth, and a powerful dragon power suddenly filled every vein of Wang Meng's body, and he felt as if every drop of blood was cheering!

Wang Meng quickly woke up from the shock, this jar of dragon blood is ten catties, if others know, even if he is the king of the Black Forest, he will not be able to keep this altar treasure, and he will even be killed by stronger immortals and holy beasts to take the treasure!

Then he opened another small altar, and the turquoise color made Wang Meng cry out again: "Could it be the essence of the dragon god?"

Wang Meng didn't dare to look any further, and hurriedly put the two small jars into the storage ring, he believed that with these two altars of treasures, he would soon be able to break through to the pulse period!

"Ning Lin! Ning Lin, I really don't know what kind of person you are!" Wang Meng said to himself.

His daughter is just a servant beast, but that Ning Lin actually left such a heavy treasure to the father of a servant beast, and the strong man now believes in the words of his daughter's letter: This master is a little stupid!

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Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom!

In a mountain forest hundreds of miles away from Wanglin City, the gurgling stream tinkles, the birds whisper, the wind passes through the fruit branches in the forest, and the flowers fall colorfully, like a rain of flowers. Through the rain of flowers, the pure blue sky, the soft white clouds, and the lush mountain forest scenery, people can't help but feel empty, clear and peaceful......

Under the trees, the meadow is full of wildflowers, and the fragrance of the earth is mixed with the fragrance of flowers, making people feel like they are in a garden.

Ning Lin lay quietly on the grass like a carpet of flowers, looking up at the sky, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know where he was!

"Huh......" A red light shot straight at Ning Lin with a whistling sound, Ning Lin woke up instantly, reached out and grabbed the red light that came from it, it was actually a wild fruit left over from last year, and the red appearance was cute!

"Xian'er, don't make trouble!"

A white shadow fell from the tree on Ning Lin's shoulder.

"Fool, don't worry, even if you die, your family will not be able to live again! Let's think about how to take revenge! It's a big deal, let's ......kill all your enemies."

Xian'er squatted on Ning Lin's shoulder, and a tail was tightly wrapped around Ning Lin's neck, bringing a burst of warmth to Ning Lin!

Xian'er has lived in the Black Forest since she was a child, where fierce beasts are everywhere, especially those who have no enlightenment.

In the Black Forest, the law of the jungle is the first law, and the law of the jungle has not changed for tens of thousands of years. In Xian'er's eyes, the death and injury of relatives is simply the natural law of natural selection, although Ning Lin's great revenge cannot be avenged, but if he is entangled in hatred every day, what is the meaning of living?

"You're right!" Ning Lin nodded slightly. Poverty is only temporary, hatred cannot follow you for a lifetime, everything must be forward, and a better life will definitely come!

"Everything must be forward, a better life will definitely come!" Ning Lin stood up from the grass and said firmly: "Let's go, let's go to Ningjiazhuang!"

"It should have been this way a long time ago!" said Xian'er, muttering quietly.

This forest is still hundreds of miles away from Ningjiazhuang. Since leaving Wanglin City, every time he takes a step in the direction of Ningjiazhuang, Ning Lin's heart has become more apprehensive, this may be what people often say about the cowardice of homesickness! Ning Lin has been in a daze in Ningjiazhuang for 13 years, but he can vaguely remember the care of his relatives at home. Ning Lin knew that his relatives had all died in the flames, but he was still afraid that he would see that broken wall when he went back!

Ning Lin still remembered his father's back when he left, under the siege of nearly 100 men in black, his father was fierce and unlucky! And the word mother was just a name in Ning Lin's thirteen years of memory, he had never seen his mother, let alone heard his father mention his mother! Thinking about it now, Ning Lin was even more annoyed, and now he didn't even know who his mother was, let alone whether she was dead or alive!

"Fool, what do you think my father will look like when he sees what we left for him?"

"You still need to ask, you must be like a thief, hide things first!"

Wang, who was rushing to the Tiger King Valley in the Black Forest, sneezed violently, carefully scanning the surroundings with his divine sense, but found no danger.

"Maybe I'm too nervous!" Wang Meng muttered to himself.

With ten catties of dragon blood and two catties of dragon essence, not to mention Wang Meng, even if he is an immortal in the Tongmai period, he can't calm down!

Ning Lin, who untied the knot a little, took Xian'er to speed up his pace, and arrived at Ningjiazhuang smoothly without arguing with others along the way!

At this time, two years have passed since the fire, and the lively Ningjiazhuang has lost its former liveliness, like a lonely old man in his last years, standing quietly in the middle of the barren valley, with broken walls and broken bricks and tiles, it is not an exaggeration to describe it!

Only the tenacious weeds grow in this barrenness, and the spring breeze blows, as if the lonely soul of Baining Jiazhuang is telling the world about their grievances!

Ning Lin stood in front of the ruins, clenching his fists tightly, no matter how his surname is Ning in this life, the dead are his relatives and friends, this revenge must be avenged, otherwise it will be a son of man in vain!

Ning Lin walked into this ruin carefully, and the scenery in front of him gradually merged with the scene in the depths of his memory!

Because of his low intelligence, his father rarely left home in order to take care of himself, and his father took himself with him every moment in this manor, and the entire manor left his footprints everywhere!

When he came to a building that had been burned by the fire to the ground, he vaguely remembered that this small building was his home!

Walking through the ruins, I saw a wooden carved puppet! Ning Lin clearly remembered that this was made by his father himself, and he had to hold this half-foot puppet every day for more than ten years to fall asleep!

But at this time, the puppet was smoked black in the fire, and only the head and body remained!

"Ahh

"Father, one hundred and sixty-four relatives who have passed away! I, Ning Lin, swear here, that I will use the head of the murderer to pay tribute to your sad soul!"

Ning Lin knelt in front of the small building for a long time before he got up to look for the relics of his relatives in this ruin.

It took three whole days for Ning Lin to find the bones of many relatives in this ruin, but unfortunately he didn't find his father's relics!

Maybe those men in black hated their father and buried him in the fire!