In the middle of the night, the young man walked with his sword in his hand, stepped on the long stone steps of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, and walked towards the place where he had lived for sixteen years. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

From time to time, the long sword collided with the bluestone, making a crisp sound, which stretched for a long time in this dark night.

The familiar stone steps, which he had walked countless times in the past sixteen years.

This time, however, it may be the last time.

On both sides of the stone steps, the corpses of his fellow disciples and brothers were lying and the smell of blood permeated the night sky, lingering.

The young man used to be white-clothed and snow-stained, but now he was blood-stained in white, and he walked through the main hall of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion with a blank expression, and arrived at the apse.

There are very few corpses here, almost all of them are the corpses of the men in black, and there are also the corpses of several elders.

The boy looked at the familiar and old faces, and his mind was full of their kind and warm smiles, but now he could only see their cold corpses and blood-stained faces.

His name is Jiang Hao, and he is the number one genius in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion in a hundred years, and his strength even exceeds that of most elders, and he is a rare combat power in the Pavilion.

But when this tragedy happened, he didn't rush back to the Heavenly Sword Pavilion as soon as possible!

Jiang Hao clenched the long sword in his hand, his body trembled, and he didn't stay here for too long, but walked through the apse and walked towards the forbidden place of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

He knew that the target of the enemy who destroyed the door this time was the mysterious item that the Heavenly Sword Pavilion had been guarding for thousands of years in the forbidden land.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and when he approached the forbidden land, he saw hundreds of corpses of people in black, all of which were killed in one move.

This is the master's swordsmanship!

A hope suddenly ignited in the heart of the young Jiang Hao, his parents died when he was a child, and his master, that is, the pavilion master of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, took him into the pavilion and gave him care. In his heart, he has long regarded Shizun as his relative.

The master is so strong, he must still be alive!

Jiang Hao thought so and quickened his pace. Skirted a boulder and walked into a forbidden place like a valley.

However, the sight that caught his eye made him desperate.

His master, the pavilion master of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, the strongest existence, was nailed to the ground with a long sword, and the blood was still flowing out, obviously not long after death.

Jiang Hao's throat trembled, but he didn't make any sound in the end, because he knew that since Shizun had died, the enemy must still be alive.

Now, as the last person in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, he has to perform the mission of everyone in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion - to protect the mysterious thing in the forbidden land of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion!

"I didn't expect that there were still alive. ”

At the same time as the cold voice entered his ears, the cold blade passed through his chest, Jiang Hao was stunned, looked down, and the blood in his chest kept gushing out.

"It's too weak, whether it's that old man or you, the so-called strongest descendant of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion. ”

The person who came said rather disdainfully, and walked in front of Jiang Hao from behind Jiang Hao, with a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Is it......" Jiang Hao wanted to open his mouth to say something, but blood spurted out of his mouth.

The man in black sneered: "Although all my subordinates have been damaged here, the treasures guarded by your Heavenly Sword Pavilion will eventually belong to me." ”

"No way!"

Out of nowhere, a wave of power poured out, Jiang Hao waved the long sword in his hand towards the black-clothed man in front of him, and swept out several sword qi. The moment the sword qi appeared, Jiang Hao almost lost all his strength, knelt on the ground, and supported his body with his sword.

"Useless struggle!" the man in black sneered, clasped his hands on his chest, and stood still, however, when the sword qi approached him, his face changed drastically!

"What!?, this can't be!" the man in black fell backwards in disbelief, his sword aura had pierced through his chest, and the front and back were transparent.

Jiang Hao struggled to get up, slashed the black-clothed man with an unwilling look in front of him with a sword, and then stretched out towards the forbidden land.

"Am I the last person in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion...... After I die, the Heavenly Sword Pavilion will really be completely destroyed, and that thing will also be taken away by others. ”

Jiang Hao smiled bitterly and gradually walked towards the depths of the forbidden land.

"In that case, then I will destroy him. ”

Standing in the deepest part of the forbidden land, Jiang Hao looked stunned, and even the pain of the wound in his chest seemed to disappear.

The artifact he imagined, glowing with mysterious runes, was not here, but lying on an altar in the depths of the forbidden land, it was actually a black stone covered with dust! There were cracks on it, like a roadside stone that was about to shatter at any moment.

Jiang Hao suddenly lost the strength to support his body, and sat down on the ground, looking at the stone with a desperate expression.

For thousands of years, what the Heavenly Sword Pavilion has been guarding is that broken stone?

Hundreds of people in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion died because of this broken stone?

Did his brothers, the kind elders, and the relatives all die because of guarding this broken stone?

Jiang Hao stretched out his trembling hand and picked up the stone, because of its age, the stone had long been weathered, and the debris fell to the ground with dust.

"Are we guarding this stone until we die?" Jiang Hao's voice trembled, looking at the black gravel in his palm, "Is that so?"

The faith in his heart is gradually collapsing.

The strength of his body gradually dissipated, and Jiang Hao lay on the ground weakly, gradually closing his eyes.

"What a mockery, for the sake of a stone ......"

On the horizon, a meteor streaked by.

……………………

"Hey, stinky boy, wake up, no matter how bad you are, you are also the son of King Ning, why can't you fight so much?"

What is this, and why do you still hear voices and see light after you die?

"Hey, don't you talk, what? Don't you want to talk to us?"

With a heavy punch in his face, Jiang Hao's feelings gradually became clearer, and at the same time, he also saw the few people in front of him clearly, with a fierce face and a flow of anger, but they were wearing luxurious brocade clothes, and their vulgar behaviors and words did not match their identities, full of a sense of disobedience.

What's the matter, am I not dead? Who are these people?

Jiang Hao stared at the person in front of him with a hint of doubt in his eyes as if he was dead.

"Brother Chao, this kid is still glaring at you. A thief-eyed man hunched his waist and said to the person he called Chao Ge, with a flattering look.

"Rubbish!" Liu Quanchao kicked Jiang Hao to the ground, pointed at his nose and scolded: "Jiang Hao, you are also the son of King Ning, why are you so different from your second brother and Lord Shangran?

In the impression of Liu Quanchao, Deng Xing and other gangsters, this little young master of Ning Wangfu is a pure gentleman, a playboy, and likes to spend time drinking, so he wasted his body, which is completely different from his brothers who are serious about cultivation, and he has become a waste in the high-level of the mansion, except for providing him with the most basic funds, he no longer cares about him.

And Jiang Hao, who encountered these things, also used alcohol to dispel his sorrows all day long, stayed in Fengyue place day and night, completely degraded himself, and his personality became extremely timid and fearful.

As for Liu Quanchao and others, they were invited by Jiang Hao's second brother, Jiang Shangran, the second son of King Ning, to teach this waste-like younger brother a lesson, and fell into the ground, because of Jiang Hao's changes, these people are a little unscrupulous about Jiang Hao's identity.

"Brother Chao, how dare this kid stare at you like this?" On the side, Deng Xing, who was with a thief's eyebrows, spoke again, his tone full of banter.

"*," Liu Quanchao's face distorted, he looked at Jiang Hao fiercely, and found that the latter had an expression that didn't care about himself, looking at himself with empty eyes, as if he didn't exist. He suddenly kicked Jiang Hao who was lying on the ground, only to hear a click, Jiang Hao's left knee bone was broken, twisting unnaturally.

And Jiang Hao only frowned slightly, without any expression or words, his dead eyes moved away from Liu Quanchao and the others, looking at the sky.

"Stinky boy, dare to ignore Lao Tzu!" Liu Quanchao roared, crushing Jiang Hao's left leg with his foot, as if he wanted to crush Jiang Hao's leg completely.

"Isn't this kid crazy, or else he will lose his other leg?" Liu Quanchao looked displeased, feeling a little embarrassed and angry at Jiang Hao, who was almost unresponsive, and turned around to ask Deng Xing.

"Calm your anger, Brother Chao, let's not do too much, if this matter gets bigger, Young Master Shang Ran won't be able to protect us. Deng Xing persuaded with a look of horror.

"Tsk, bad luck. Liu Quanchao spat at Jiang Hao on the ground, flicked his sleeves, and left with a few other people.

"With his cowardice, can he still make trouble with the prince?"

When Liu Quanchao and his party walked away, the two attendants who were trembling with fright on the side came up to lift Jiang Hao, left the store in a gloomy manner, and ran towards Ning Wangfu.

"Is that so, have I crossed over......" In a faint voice that others couldn't hear, Jiang Hao sighed and closed his eyes again.

………………

King Ning's Mansion, the side courtyard, a room that is not big or luxurious, Jiang Rong is lying on the side of the bed crying, she is Jiang Hao's mother, is the thirteenth wife of King Ning, since King Ning angrily reprimanded Jiang Hao that day, the mansion has targeted their mother and son everywhere without King Ning's knowledge, and even after King Ning left the mansion, they also drove their mother and son to the side courtyard.

"Hao'er, Hao'er......"

Jiang Rong was already crying silently. Now she can only find a folk doctor for Jiang Hao from the market, but several doctors in a row said that Jiang Hao's leg has been abolished, and if there is no best elixir, even the imperial doctor of the court will not be able to cure it.

And she can't, and she can't find King Ning to cry, so she can only be by Jiang Hao's bedside, watching Jiang Hao's miserable situation.

What stabbed her heart even more was that Jiang Hao didn't cry, just opened his eyes with eyes as if he was dead.

She may think that her child already has a desire to die.

However, no, she didn't know that her child Jiang Hao, who spent all day drinking, had long since disappeared, and the current Jiang Hao was Jiang Hao who had died once and his faith had collapsed.

From the moment he woke up, Jiang Hao's mind slowly appeared like a marquee's memory, and in just a short period of time, he had passed the sixteen years of the original owner of this body.

There are so many memories in his mind that don't belong to him, and Jiang Hao is also a little dumbfounded.

Jiang Hao slowly looked at Jiang Rong by the window, at this time he already knew everything, and felt sorry for this mother from the bottom of his heart, because his son ended up in such a field.

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Hao still decided to stabilize this mother first, and he also wanted to find out what was going on first, why he came back from the dead, and it was another person's identity.

"Mother, you go out first, let me be quiet. ”

As soon as he spoke, Jiang Hao was a little surprised, because the voice of this body was very similar to his previous self, and it could even be said to be exactly the same.

Jiang Rong glanced at Jiang Hao with teary eyes, and found that he was expressionless, and his tone was a little indifferent, although he called his mother, but it seemed to be talking to an irrelevant person.

"Hao'er, you...... Is it okay, is it still painful in your legs?" Jiang Rong grabbed Jiang Hao's hand, wiped away her tears with a silk scarf, tried to squeeze out a smile, and asked with concern.

Jiang Hao sighed in his heart, this mother seems to care too much about this "Jiang Hao", how can it be okay if her leg is broken, how can it not hurt.

"Let me be alone for a moment. Jiang Hao repeated what he had just said, and his tone became even more blunt.

Jiang Rong was a little overwhelmed and hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and left Jiang Hao's room.

After confirming that Jiang Rong had really left the room, Jiang Hao struggled to get up, and as soon as his feet landed, he almost fell to his knees, and pain came from all over his body, especially from his left leg, which was quite intense.

Jiang Hao only frowned, this level of pain could not be compared with his previous serious injuries at all, which was also one of the reasons why Liu Quanchao was expressionless when he punched and kicked him.

Leaning against the wall, he slowly moved to the window not far away, looking at the bronze mirror on the table.

The person in the mirror, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a pair of sword eyebrows is extraordinary, exactly the same as before he died, but now Jiang Hao's eyes seem to be like a dead man.

Jiang Hao knew that he had just experienced death and the collapse of his faith, and it was not strange to have this kind of look, but why was this body exactly the same as his previous one?

Is it an out-of-body soul, or is it daydreaming, or is it a time traveler and become a different person?

Jiang Hao opened his shirt and looked at his chest, this is a very thin body, at first glance it is the young master of a rich family, his skin is white and tender, even much better than some women, but it is full of bruises.

As for the trauma he imagined, it didn't appear.

......Jiang Hao frowned deeply, and was about to mobilize the true qi of his whole body to observe whether there were any internal injuries, but he found that the true qi in his body was gone, as if it had never existed.

"So, it's true that I'm dead, traveled to another world, and become a different person?"

Just when Jiang Hao was a little puzzled, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the pendant on his neck, which was a small black stone, which he would not have noticed, but some strange lines on it attracted his attention.

"That's, where have you seen it?"

Jiang Hao picked up the small black stone, put it in front of his eyes, and observed it carefully.

"This is!?"

The pupils shrank suddenly, and Jiang Hao's memory suddenly appeared, the pattern on this black cobblestone was exactly the same as the mysterious treasure of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion that he saw last in his previous life!