Chapter 514: Uncle, don’t you have me, your nephew?

Wang Lin looked at the backs of Luo Lekang and his team leaving, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He walked briskly to Zhang Chengyong, looking at Zhang Chengyong who was seriously injured and held in the arms of his wife, and said worriedly:
"Chengyong, are you okay?"

"Uncle, I, I, I'm fine..."

Before Zhang Chengyong could finish his words, he spat out a mouthful of blood. Not only Wang Lin, but even Zhang Guihua was shocked.

Liu Dongzhu said hurriedly: "Dad, how about we send Chengyong back first?"

"No, no, no need!"

Zhang Chengyong refused.

"You said no, but look at your condition. If you don't get treatment, it might turn into a big problem!"

Wang Lin snorted coldly. He was not in a hurry to go back. Although he had been away from home for many days, there was nothing important waiting for him to do at home. He was about to carry Zhang Chengyong back to Zhangjia Village and let Zhang Deben treat Zhang Chengyong.

Liu Dongzhu reminded him, "Dad, why don't we let the white lion carry Cheng Yong back?"

"Is this okay?"

Wang Lin was about to ask Zhang Guihua to help support Zhang Chengyong so that he could carry Zhang Chengyong on his back when he heard Liu Dongzhu's words and his face was full of worry.

He still remembered the arrogant look of the white lion not long ago. When Zhang Chengyong approached, the white lion roared in dissatisfaction.

Except for his Dongzhu and Ping'an, no one else is allowed to get close. He even suspected that the reason why his Dongzhu was able to get close was because of Ping'an's blessing.

He didn't believe that such a proud white lion would carry Zhang Chengyong back. Who knew if the white lion would throw Zhang Chengyong off on the way.

"It's okay, Dad. I'll talk to the white lion. I believe it will understand!"

Liu Dongzhu said something to Wang Lin, his face turned serious, and he came to the white lion and narrated in a low voice, muttering to himself. Wang Pingan in his arms had a strange look on his face.

He never imagined that his mother would ask the white lion for help in carrying his cousin Zhang Chengyong back to Zhangjia Village.

"Mother, my dear mother, it is just a wild beast, not a demon beast or a spiritual beast. Although it has some spirituality, it can only understand one or two words at most. How can it understand human language?"

Wang Ping'an secretly complained, knowing that his mother meant well and was afraid that his grandfather would be tired, so she said those words and asked the white lion to help carry his uncle back to Zhangjia Village. On the impulse, he used his skill: animal taming, to convey his mother's intention to the white lion.

"what!"

After a long time, Liu Dongzhu finished her request and was about to ask Wang Lin and Zhang Guihua to help put Zhang Chengyong on the white lion's back when she saw the white lion nodding its head wildly, as if responding to her mumbling just now. It was immediately delighted and said excitedly:

"Dad, did you see that? The white lion nodded. It agreed to help carry Chengyong back to Zhangjia Village!"

"As expected of the lions of Lion Ridge, they are more spiritual than lions from other places!"

Wang Lin praised, feeling somewhat surprised, but not surprised, and said impatiently:

"Old lady, let's help Chengyong onto the white lion's back and return to Zhangjia Village as soon as possible so that my brother-in-law can heal Chengyong's injuries. Dongzhu, we don't need your help, just stand there and watch!"

in fact.

There was one more thing he hadn't said yet. This white lion was worthy of being attracted by their Ping An family and came to rely on their Ping An family. It was so smart that it could even understand human words.

But now is not the time to brag about his family's safety. The most urgent thing is to heal Zhang Chengyong's injury first. There will be plenty of time to brag about other things later. Not long.

With the help of Wang Lin and Zhang Guihua, and with the cooperation of the white lion, Zhang Chengyong quickly climbed onto the back of the white lion. Just as Wang Lin turned around and prepared to take the white lion back to Zhangjia Village.

Zhang Chengyong spoke first, "Uncle-in-law, I can ride the white lion back by myself. I don't need you to send me home. You should go home. Otherwise, it's not safe to walk at night!"

"Cheng Yong..."

Wang Lin opened his mouth and was about to say something, but before he could finish his words, Zhang Chengyong interrupted him:

"Uncle-in-law, this place is not far from Lion Ridge. My father is the mountain god of Lion Ridge. When I enter Lion Ridge and call out to my father loudly, he will be able to hear me. With my father here, there is no need to worry about my safety.

And with this majestic white lion, even if my father is not here, the other ferocious beasts in Lion Ridge will not dare to provoke me. Just let me go back alone.

You can't delay your return home because of this little thing of mine.

Of course, if you stay at our house for a few more days, that will be fine!"

"That won't do. We've been playing at your house for a long time, and there are still many things waiting for us to do at home. How can we have time to continue playing at your house?"

Wang Lin shook his head, looked at Zhang Chengyong's appearance, and said nothing more, "Chengyong, be careful on the road!"

"Uncle-in-law, don't worry. It's not like I haven't been injured before. This little injury is nothing..."

Zhang Chengyong wanted to say something else, bragging about how great he was, but the pain in his body made him swallow the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He was afraid that his uncle-in-law and his family would see something unusual, so he quickly changed his words:
"Uncle-in-law, I'm going to go back first. When you're free, you and your family must come to our house more often!"

Done.

Zhang Chengyong did not give Wang Lin a chance to speak, and hurriedly drove the white lion to turn around and return to Zhangjia Village. Not long after he walked, when he was sure that he was far away from Wang Lin's family, he could no longer hold on. With a "puff", he spat out a mouthful of blood, his whole body became weak, and he fell off the white lion's back to the ground.

"Ok!"

Zhang Chengyong groaned in pain, his face full of self-mockery, and said:

"I originally thought that I had been practicing martial arts with my master for many years and had no enemies in Qingyang County. Even if there were powerful martial artists in other places, they might not be my opponents. Even if they could defeat me, they wouldn't be able to defeat me easily!"

A word of dialogue.

The face of Ji Nian emerged in Zhang Chengyong's mind - to be precise, the scene where Ji Nian slapped him and sent him flying.

Although he was careless at that time, when he was hit by Ji Nian's palm, he realized clearly that the gap between him and Ji Nian was not a world of difference. Anyway, he could not muster any resistance in front of Ji Nian.

His abilities were completely crushed by Ji Nian.

Only then did he understand what it meant that there is always someone better than you.

"Uncle, you may have a talent for martial arts, but you are still too young. And you are not like me, who has a cheat. Even if you have skills, without cheats, how can you compare to others who have practiced for decades?"

Wang Ping'an controlled the paper man and followed the white lion secretly, preparing to escort Zhang Chengyong back to Zhangjia Village. He saw Zhang Chengyong spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground from the back of the white lion. He was startled. Before he could take any action, he heard Zhang Chengyong's self-destructive words and secretly sighed:
"But don't be discouraged, cousin. You have something that others don't have, and that is you have a good nephew like me. If anyone dares to bully you, it's just a slap in my face. I, your nephew, will stand up for you!"

(End of this chapter)