"Crunch"

The wooden door of the basement was opened by Wang Qingyang, but the sloppy appearance walked out of the tenacious road posture and strode out of the basement like a meteor.

He thought he would never use it again.

At night, the stars are shining, and on the trees on the side of the street, there are occasionally a few "I know, I know", which is very annoying.

Wang Qingyang lowered his body, picked up a few pieces of rubble casually, and put them in the pocket of the tattered pants he was wearing. Just in case.

Because there is no water in the basement, his teeth are not brushed and his face can be washed.

So he had to find water before he ate so he could wash his body.

Fortunately, he doesn't have a habit, otherwise he might have ripped off his skin, it's too dirty!

Wang Qingyang felt that the original owner had not taken a bath for half a month.

But this is not to blame, after all, he is very poor, and poor water must be used sparingly. He usually writes in the basement and doesn't have to go out, so he doesn't like the image very much. (In this paragraph, he refers to the original owner) and went to the company to ask the editor about the contract, and when he signed the contract, he would take a good bath with water.

However, Wang Qingyang was a child of everyone in his previous life, and he boasted of being extraordinary, so he naturally paid great attention to his image.

In his memory, there was a Yangtze River called Yangjiang where he could take a bath after walking 312 meters.

In the blink of an eye, a bridge was steep.

And the night is the most beautiful time of the bridge, the lights on the bridge are shining, the lights on both sides of the strait are shining, and the colorful colors of the bridge are decorated more dazzling and more dazzling.

Wang Qingyang is a little melancholy now, less than a day, or even less than an hour. He relied on the memory of the original owner to understand ninety percent of the world, and one percent of the world, which naturally the original owner didn't know.

In memory, the original owner was not a good man or woman, who had mixed with society and fought in groups. I've carried a knife and cut people, but I haven't hacked to death.

Until one day, the boss and his companions were killed by a special group of people - warriors. After that, he never mixed with society anymore, because he found that he was just the most ordinary kind of the crowd, and he couldn't fight that special kind of people.

Their kind of people are not normal people at all, they can turn the world upside down with their hands, and they can punch through the steel plate with one punch!

So I had to pack up and go home.

But without any craftsmanship, he could only sell his adoptive father's hometown for money to live, but sooner or later he would sit on empty shoes.

In the first two months of starvation. He began his writing career, because of his mixed social experience, the emotional novels he wrote were very popular with the editor, and when he wrote 6,000 words, the editor approached him directly. Pay him on the spot for this month's work.

In this regard, he signed his first novel [Black City] on a website. insisted on more than ten days and six changes, and the more the editor looked at it, the more he liked it. Even such an unreasonable request as paying wages in advance, the editor agreed.

And he took the money and went to the bar, and after a few days and nights of frenzy, he forgot about even updating the novel, and the angry editor called the police directly, saying that he repented of the contract. As a result, the only few hundred dollars left on his body were confiscated by the police.

He was in prison for a few days, and after that, no company was willing to sign a contract with him.

But Wang Qingyang knows that he is definitely not just because of this reason, the main reason is that his novels are getting worse and worse the more he writes. Because the previous article was an article that he could not have deceived.

They were also peers before, and they were all mixed with society, but the person he deceived was tired of the deception in society, so he went back to write a novel.

As a result, he lied to others about being an editor in a well-known software, Penguin United, and asked that person to update him with three chapters tomorrow and put it on the shelves, and then pay that person a salary at the end of the month, and that person believed it.

It wasn't until the original owner was in prison that the man watched the TV and found out that he had posted his own articles, and that person never expected that there would be fraud on the Internet, so he pulled out a knife and killed himself.

After that, the original owner could only write on his own, but because of the poor writing and the remorse of the contract, no editor was willing to ask him.

Everyone knows what happened next......

But in Wang Qingyang's opinion, the martial artist is not more than Erer, isn't he quite an immortal cultivator in the foundation building period?

There were many people passing by on the bridge, all of them, who wore their own "masks" under the concealment of the night, and under the "masks", they not only used it to cover their shyness and fear, but also to hide their ugliness.

They walked silently without expressions.

Suddenly, Wang Qingyang saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, among this group of "masked people", she was jumping and jumping, very cute, this is a cute girl with a difference.

She seems to think that being able to live in this world is her best happiness.

The girl turned her head and saw Wang Qingyang smile lightly, and continued to bounce towards the bridge.

However, at this time, Wang Qingyang's soul was gone.

This、This is the little sister?

Could it be that the little junior sister has also been reborn?

But that chuckle seemed to be just a polite smile.

Wang Qingyang patted his head hard, too hard, and was heard by the girl, and the girl turned her head and smiled again. The eyes are smiling, like a crescent moon. But the people walking on the bridge did not hear it, and continued to walk silently.

Wang Qingyang was once again reluctant to give up because of this laughter.

He remembered that the little sister also liked to laugh like this.

However, God is unfair, since his little junior sister has a strange disease, although he can't see it on the outside, the aura in his body has become very disordered due to the disease. And continuous disorder will lead to an imbalance of energy in the body, leading to an explosion of aura in the body!

Only Tianya Fruit can save her, so Wang Qingyang went to Longhuaiya to look for Tianya Fruit, but it seems that God knows that he is going to pick Tianya Fruit.

After a lot of hardships, Tianyaguo was in front of him, a green dragon flew by, grabbed him, and then came to this world.

And without his Tianya Fruit, the little junior sister would definitely not live for two days, so he suspected that the little junior sister was also reborn with him.

Because he was an orphan since he was a child, he was brought up by the master, and the master was lazy, only he was an apprentice, resulting in his childhood with only two companions, except for the master, there was only this innocent little sister.

They are all Wang Qingyang's only relatives.

So Wang Qingyang didn't want to never see his little sister again.

Is this really my little sister? But she doesn't seem to know me.

Well, I already knew she was here anyway. There is no rush either.

Let's go to Yangjiang to take a bath first, even if she is really my little sister, I can't go to see her with this sloppy appearance. But I must find out if she is my little sister.

He looked at the girl, jumped up and walked to a woman in her twenties, and smiled: "Sister, you see that I am very healthy now, I shouldn't have to go to the hospital again." Besides, the hospital is so pitted, it costs 10,000 ...... a day."

"Ahem" The girl coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the girl quickly took out the paper in her pocket

, a crimson on the paper!

The person she called her sister did not panic at all, but the speed in her hand was not slow, she took out a box of medicine from her pocket, skillfully poured out two pills, put them in the girl's hand, and took out a bottle of water from the bag in her right hand, opened the lid, and handed it to the girl.

"Grunt".

The medicine went into the girl's stomach.

The woman looked at the girl's suddenly pale face, and said to the girl with a serious face: "Yi Tianlan, you must go to the Affiliated Hospital of South China University with me tomorrow for treatment, otherwise you don't have my sister." ”

The girl said weakly: "Sister, give up on me, I can't be cured! Continuing treatment will only waste your money, and your boyfriend broke up with you because he was afraid of paying me for medicine." Sister, for your happiness, let me fend for myself. ”

When the woman heard this, she was furious, and when she was about to scold the girl, she noticed that the girl's face became even paler. She blushed and put her anger in her heart, she couldn't be angry with a patient, not to mention, this was her favorite sister.

"Sister, do you know? Except for my mother, I have only one relative, you're dead, what should I do with my mother? If my boyfriend is lost, I can find it again, but when my sister dies, where do you want me to find it? Even if it's for my sister, you have to work hard and live strongly, okay?"

At this time, Wang Qingyang was warming up, this body was not the one before, in case he cramped in the water, it would be cold.

When he saw the girl vomiting blood, his heart panicked. Quickly stopped warming up.

Ran like the wind.

I don't even know that my first veins are transparent on their own.

"Don't be afraid, little sister, I'm here!"