Chapter 517 Is it really my father who cured me?
"Aunt, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Chengyong almost used all his strength to barely catch up with the white lion. He was more or less frightened by the white lion's speed, and it also hit him hard, and his pride in having broken through to the warrior level was instantly dampened.

in the past.

He had learned a lot at the county martial arts school and came to Lion Hill with his older brother to hunt. Although they did not dare to go deep into the Lion Hill, there were rumors that there were monsters there.

Not to mention him, I'm afraid the entire Zhangjia Village, and even the villages near Shiziling, know about it.

Unless they are desperate, no one would dare to go deep into Lion Ridge, even if their head is stuck in the door.

That was the conclusion drawn by the hunters near Lion Ridge and even other places who refused to believe in evil after learning the bloody lessons.

They did not go deep into Lion Ridge, but it was inevitable that ferocious beasts would come out of Lion Ridge, including lions.

He and his older brother had worked together to hunt several lions, some of which were very fast runners, but none of them could outrun him.

Compared with the white lion in front of him, there is a world of difference!
He found that this white lion was quite suitable as a mount. No matter how good its fighting ability was, even if it was extremely poor, with its ability to escape, he could save countless lives and escape from death.

Just as he was envious, he didn't know whether the white lion had its head stuck in the door or had a discerning eye, but it took a fancy to his newborn kid, Wang Ping'an, and despised him and ran to rely on the kid. He was fantasizing that he would be able to get a mount like the white lion someday.

It would be best if it is faster than a white lion!
Never thought.

Suddenly he heard Zhang Guihua crying and shouting. He was startled and ran out in a hurry. Looking up, he saw Zhang Guihua collapsed in Wang Lin's arms. It seemed that something bad had happened that was unacceptable.

"Was it Sister Dongzhu or Pingan who was attacked?"

Zhang Chengyong was startled and was about to ask something, but then he saw Liu Dongzhu, who was safe and sound, and Wang Pingan, who was in her arms. He swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

“Is it Chengyong?”

Wang Lin originally planned to comfort Zhang Guihua who was crying loudly, and then go to look for Zhang Chengyong, no matter if he was alive or dead - if he was alive, he wanted to see him in person, if he was dead, he wanted to see his body. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice, turned his head, and saw Zhang Chengyong with a nervous face, and said happily:
"Old lady, stop crying. Look, Chengyong is back, isn't he?"

"Nonsense! Even if Cheng Yong didn't meet with any misfortune, he should have been sent to Zhangjia Village or the Mountain God Temple. How could he have come back..."

Zhang Guihua opened her mouth subconsciously, but before she finished speaking, she turned her head and saw Zhang Chengyong. She swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue, and her face was filled with joy that was hard to conceal. However, her joy did not last long, as it was replaced by panic, and her pale face became even paler.

It seems like he was thinking of something bad!
Zhang Guihua said in a trembling voice, "Chengyong, you, you, are you coming back to tell your aunt your last words? Yes, yes, if you have anything to say, you, you, just say it, as long as your aunt can do it for you, your aunt will definitely do it for you!"

Before she could finish her words, Zhang Guihua burst into tears.

Zhang Chengyong looked strange, as if he didn't understand what Zhang Guihua said. Wang Lin said speechlessly:

"Guihua, what nonsense are you talking about? Chengyong, you're fine. What do you mean by last words? You're hoping that something bad will happen to Chengyong, right?"

"Old man, you are still fooling me at this time, right? Chengyong, I can't tell whether Chengyong is okay or not!"

Zhang Guihua was crying as she spoke, and she collapsed into Wang Lin's arms, looking extremely weak. However, she still stared at Zhang Chengyong with an expression of disbelief, and wailed:

"Just now, just now Chengyong was clearly seriously injured and looked like he would not live long. Now look at him, apart from the blood all over his body, he doesn't look injured at all. He, he, he is most likely dead and turned into a ghost to say goodbye to me!" "Aunt, you misunderstood, I'm fine - no, I'm not dead..."

Zhang Chengyong smiled bitterly. He was originally confused and didn't understand what Zhang Guihua meant by what she said just now. After hearing what she said now, he suddenly reacted and was about to explain, but before he could finish his words.

He was interrupted by Zhang Guihua's wailing!

Liu Dongzhu looked at Zhang Chengyong carefully. After a while, the worry on his face was replaced by relief. He stood up and explained:

"Mom, you misunderstood. Chengyong is fine. He is not dead. Look, he still has a shadow. And it's broad daylight. Where does a ghost come from? Even if there is a ghost, it can't appear in broad daylight!"

"fine?"

Zhang Guihua came back to her senses and glanced at Zhang Chengyong. She saw that, as Liu Dongzhu said, there was a shadow. According to the old man, ghosts have no shadows. She breathed a sigh of relief, but when she thought of Zhang Chengyong's previous situation and compared it with the present, she couldn't help but question:

"Dongzhu, if Chengyong is still alive, how could he be okay? He was clearly seriously injured just now."

"Mom, have you forgotten that my uncle is the mountain god of Lion Ridge?"

At this point, Liu Dongzhu paused and looked at Zhang Chengyong again. Seeing that he had no signs of injury at all, if it weren't for the blood on his clothes, no one would know that he was injured. He explained again:

"His previous injuries were definitely healed by my uncle!"

"Really?"

Zhang Guihua's eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked at Zhang Chengyong expectantly, saying, "Chengyong, were your previous injuries really cured by your father?"

"My father cured it?"

Thousands of distracting thoughts emerged in Zhang Chengyong's mind, and he didn't know who had healed his injuries.

All he knew was that when he just fell off the white lion's back, a large amount of spiritual energy swarmed in from all directions.

He relied on this spiritual energy to not only heal his injuries, but also to make his cultivation progress by leaps and bounds.

Breakthrough from warrior to samurai!

"Wait a minute - the place I was just at is within the Lion Ridge area. The spiritual energy pouring in from all directions is worthy of its own appearance!"

Zhang Chengyong suddenly had an idea in his mind, nodded, and said seriously: "Aunt, Sister Dongzhu is right, my injuries were healed by my father!"

Wang Ping'an's expression suddenly became extremely strange.

"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay!"

Zhang Guihua was completely relieved. With the help of Wang Lin, she came to Zhang Chengyong and touched him carefully. She did not find anything unusual. The panic in her heart immediately disappeared without a trace. Then she continued:
"You just recovered from your injury not long ago. You should go back and rest. What are you doing back here? Why don't you go back and rest?"

(End of this chapter)