"Cough! Cough!"

The little boy limped to the old yard, and moved his footsteps while coughing. Shumilou

There are several bluestone steps in front of the courtyard gate.

For ordinary people, these steps can be easily crossed. However, for this lame little boy, it is a difficult and painful torture.

"Huh! Huh!"

The little boy climbed the first step with difficulty, holding the painful lame leg, his face covered with pain, and sweat rolled down his forehead.

At the gate of the courtyard, there were two tall and strong middle-aged men. These two were servants in the second ancestral land of the Stone Clan.

Seeing the little boy moving his steps in such a difficult and painful manner, the two servants not only did not intend to help, but instead hugged their arms and sneered mockingly.

"Young Master, you are so lucky and lucky! You can't even die if you are bitten by the poisonous dragon!"

A servant sneered "Hehe" and said, "I'm afraid I can't live for two days in order to detoxify you. When the old man dies, hehe..."

"Swish! What young master? I heard from the Yu clan that this kid may not be a young master at all!"

Another servant curled his lips disdainfully, "It is probably the descendant of the old guy in the village."

"The old guy is almost dead. Young Master, why are you still holding on like this? Thank you for your hard work? When the old guy dies, you might as well follow him...hehe!"

The second ancestral land, the place of exile. Since the arrival of this "young master", the Yu tribe has been constantly buying up the servants in the village.

The two servants at the gate of the courtyard have been bribed by the Rain tribe.

The "old guy" in the servant's mouth is the person in charge of the second ancestral land by the stone clan. At this moment, this person is almost dead, and the servants are becoming more and more unscrupulous.

"You... nonsense! Grandpa will not die! Ahem!"

The little boy raised his head in pain and retorted loudly. As soon as he said something, he started to cough violently again.

"laugh!"

The servant sneered, too lazy to pay attention to this so-called "young master".

After the little boy walked through the steps with difficulty and entered the yard, the two servants began to talk again.

"You said, if he is really not a young master, why would the Yu tribe have to spend some time killing him?"

"No one can tell whether he is a real young master or not. For the adults of the Yu clan, whether it is true or not, they will kill him first. Even if he kills him wrongly, what is that?"

“That’s true.”

While the servant was talking, the little boy had already returned to the yard.

"child!"

An old man with a dying and dying face was lying on the bed. Looking at the two or three-year-old boy limping in, the old man's turbid eyes were filled with tears.

"Child, don't blame Grandpa Grandpa. The descendants of the Fifteenth Master are born supreme and should not die just now. Grandpa Grandpa knows that this is unfair to you."

The old man trembled and held the little boy's hand, tears in his eyes rolled down, "Child, I'm going to die! After I die, you too..."

The old man paused for a moment, speechless, as if he couldn't bear to tell the young child the truth of the cruelty.

"Grandpa, don't die!"

Tears rolled in the little boy's eyes, holding the old man's hand tightly, as if trying his best to retain the old man's life that was about to die.

"Poor child!"

The old man stretched out his other hand to touch the little boy's face. He reached halfway through his hand and suddenly fell down and could not move. The dying old man had already swallowed his last breath.

"Grandpa..."

Even though the little boy was young, he understood that his grandfather had left forever!

"The old guy is dead?"

Hearing the little boy's cry, the two servants looked at each other and a smile appeared on their faces.

"Since the old guy is dead, then..."

A servant stretched out his palm and made a gesture of slashing.

"Don't!"

Another servant quickly stopped him, "Even if the Lord of the Yu tribe has an explanation, we cannot come out clearly. The wild land is very dangerous. It is normal for a child to have any accidents."

"Hehe! It makes sense! It makes sense!"

Another servant raised his thumbs up and nodded in agreement.

"Poor little guy."

Li Yu's figure flashed and appeared in the yard, manifesting in front of the little boy.

"Who are you?"

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The little boy, immersed in pain, raised his head alertly and looked at Li Yu with a look of alertness.

In the wild land, facing countless dangers, human race is difficult to survive, and children mature early. Children aged 11 or 2 can get married and have children.

Even though this little boy is only two or three years old, his mind is equivalent to a five or six-year-old child.

"I am the supreme."

Li Yu nodded to the little boy, then glanced at the old man who passed away on the bed, and sighed, "It's really pitiful that he has suffered so much at such a young age."

Li Yu's sigh was indeed sincere.

A two or three-year-old child was simply a treasure in his palm when he traveled through time. How could he suffer any grievance?

Now this little guy has suffered all the torture and even his legs are lame. It's so pitiful.

"Poor little guy."

Li Yu glanced at the little guy with regret, stretched out his hand and a little bit of inspiration rushed out of his fingertips and fell into the little guy's body.

This is a drop of the God of Creation in the Immortal Mountains.

The water of the divine spring, the life and death, the flesh and bones. This light of inspiration fell into the little boy's body, and endless vitality bloomed, washing and nourishing the little boy's whole body.

"This is……"

The little boy was shocked and his whole body was filled with brilliant light. It was like a handful of dry firewood added to the bonfire that was about to be extinguished, burning violently.

If Li Yu had not isolated this room, this glory would have shocked many people.

After a moment, the light converges.

"I...I'm already done?"

The little boy was shocked and found that all the pain on his body had recovered, and even his lame feet had returned to normal.

"Are you the practitioner that Grandpa said to have been called?"

The little boy looked at Li Yu with shock and hurriedly thanked Li Yu, "Thank you for your rescue!"

"I am a practitioner!"

Li Yu nodded, "Child, are you willing to practice with me?"

For such a two or three-year-old child, Li Yu really couldn't bear to use any tricks or adventures.

"Can I?"

The little boy was surprised and hurriedly fell to Li Yu, "Please accept me as his disciple!"

"Get up!"
Chapter completed!