On the path leading from the Juelong Valley in the back mountain of the Zhang clan to the clan's territory, a frail young man strode towards the clan's headquarters with a face filled with excitement that could not be concealed...
He looked up at the blue sky, with its white clouds, and the vastness of the sky; then he looked at the Long Valley, where the family was stationed, and saw the mountains full of green and full of vitality. It had been fourteen years! These scenery had long been lost in his eyes, and his
Life is shrouded in darkness.
Zhang Chi subconsciously touched the ugly black wood ring on his finger, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes:
"Thank you, ancestor. You have consumed too much soul power for Zhang'er, so just sleep peacefully in it! When you wake up, it will definitely be the time when Zhang'er avenges you..." An instant appeared on Chi's face.
A childish determination emerged.
The tribe's land is right in front of him. He has been missing for three days. His father must be anxious! Zhang Chi suddenly thought of his father. A trace of warmth rose in his cold heart, and he raised his legs and ran forward...
But just when Zhang Chi ran out of Juelong Valley, in the small woods on both sides of the road leading to the tribe's headquarters, a group of teenagers jumped out with a roar, blocking his way like wolves and tigers.
These teenagers are all fourteen or fifteen years old. Although they are the same age as Zhang Chi, they are all taller and stronger than Zhang Chi, with fierce looks on their faces...
The age of the group of teenagers who stopped Zhang Chi was almost the same as Zhang Chi. The leading boy looked arrogant, with his nostrils turned upward, his arms clasped on his arms, his heels tapping the ground, his thighs shaking non-stop. He was a playboy. Although he looked handsome,
But the action is annoying.
Standing on the left side of the dandy boy was a girl. The girl had a round face and a pair of big, clear eyes, as if she could talk. She could blink so hard that it could break a person's heart.
And her delicate little face, with her beautiful nose and red lips, is so cute and alluring that people will have the urge to kiss her once they see her.
Although the girl is only fourteen or fifteen years old, her figure is slender and well-proportioned. She has already developed the appearance of a big girl at a young age. She is bulging where she should be, curvy where she should be, and skinny where she should be...
…
Especially her jet-black hair, which spreads like a waterfall on the back of her head. She already has a good appearance at the age of fourteen or fifteen. She is definitely a beauty!
As long as a girl is seen by a male thing, her heart will inevitably beat violently, the best in the world. The eyes she looked at Zhang Zhang were full of sympathy, pity and helplessness, and there was another indescribable complex emotion flashing in her eyes...
…
The one on the right side of the dandy boy is also a young man. He is also a handsome boy, but the flattery on his face towards the leading dandy boy has destroyed his image to pieces.
The flattering young man stood next to the dandy young man in a powerful manner, but the eyes he looked at Zhang Chi were full of disdain, contempt, condescension and coldness.
The two men and one woman were none other than Zhang Shu, the son of the first elder of the Zhang clan, Zhang Ji, the son of the second elder, and Zhang Yao, the daughter of the third elder.
Zhang Shu and Zhang Ji took great pleasure in torturing Zhang Chi. As long as they saw Zhang Chi, Zhang Chi's fate would become very miserable. They tortured Zhang Chi for fourteen years.
"Hehe... Trash, it's been three days since I taught you a lesson last time! Why can't I find you? It turns out you're hiding in Juelong Valley, huh! Let me see where you run this time..." Standing in the middle
Zhang Shu, the son of the great elder, spoke with disdain, his nostrils turned upward.
"Zhang Shu...brother, let him go! Zhang Chi's injuries haven't healed yet, and he will be beaten to death..." Zhang Yao, a beautiful girl standing on the left, glanced at the lonely Zhang Chi with a face full of hatred,
He begged Zhang Shu.
"Hmph! Yao'er, you are willing to call me big brother for this waste?" Jealousy flashed across Zhang Shu's face, and the sinister look in his eyes became more and more intense, and he shouted in a cruel voice: "I'll wipe..."
Watching the Tamara Desert? If you don’t give it to me, I’ll beat you to death..."
"yes……"
Zhang Ji, the second elder's son, agreed excitedly, dodged and rushed forward, and kicked his flabby belly as fast as lightning.
Zhang Chi subconsciously wanted to move aside, but Zhang Ji's Xing Qi had already reached the seventh level of Qi Shi, second only to Zhang Shu and Zhang Yao. He was the third master of this generation in the clan, so what if he was a genius in training?
Can Zhang Chi, a weak person with a third-level Qi Shi degree, compare to him?
boom……
The relaxed body was kicked out by Zhang Ji and fell heavily on the stone road. His body was bent like a shrimp, rolling on the ground in pain, and the cold sweat on his head flowed down in streams.
But no one had any sympathy for Zhang Chi's pain. The young men rushed up with a roar, punching and kicking Zhang Chi, who had lost the ability to resist, and continued to torture him wildly.
Blood splattered everywhere, curses and ferocious laughter rose into the sky...
He was rolling on the ground weakly, but the stubborn young man had not let out a groan of pain for fourteen years! He had been enduring it with such strength, feebly defending the last dignity deep in his heart.
"What are you doing? Why don't you stop?" Just when Zhang Chi's whole body was covered with blood and even the strength to roll had disappeared, an angry roar came from afar, and the terrifying breath made the mountain forest buzz.
The echoes are endless.
"Ah... no good! The clan leader is here..." The young men shouted and retreated to Zhang Shu's side.
A trace of resentment flashed in Zhang Shu's eyes: "Paralysis! Old man! In less than a year, your good-for-nothing son will not be able to reach the sixth level of Qi Shi. According to the clan rules, I don't think you will be the leader of the clan.
Why don't you obediently let my father out?
Okay! Let’s retreat! I’ll play with this trash again next time…” Zhang Shu spat viciously on Zhang Chi’s face, and disappeared into the dense forest beside the mountain road with the young men.
Zhang Chi sat quietly on the stool with his upper body naked. Zhang Fang, the patriarch of the Zhang family, wiped Zhang Chi's wounds with medicinal wine with a look of regret on his face. The severe pain made Zhang Chi's face slightly distorted, but there was no sound in his mouth.
Let out a cry of pain.
Zhang Fang's face, with wrinkles already creeping up to the corners of his eyes, twitched violently, his hands began to rub lightly, and his heart was no longer calm:
"Hey! His mother passed away after Chi'er was born. He was born with a useless body and was unable to practice. He has been discriminated against and humiliated by his tribe, and through unimaginable efforts, he cultivated his star energy to the third level. Who would understand?
I have neglected my duty as a father..." Thinking of this, Zhang Fang's majestic and domineering face was filled with guilt, and the corners of his eyes were moist.
"Zhang'er, my father has no time to take care of you because of the affairs of the clan... I have thought about it for my father. I will take care of the things at hand in a few days and resign from the position of clan leader...
Then...then I will take you to find a quiet town and live a secluded life. My father has been too tired in the past few years and wants to take a rest..." Zhang Fang's tired voice sounded in Zhang Chi's room.
"No! Father, Zhang'er is a waste and has dragged you down. Zhang'er knows what you are thinking. There are still eight months until Zhang'er becomes an adult. Believe in Zhang'er! After eight months, Zhang'er will let his father be there.