"Fuck it!"

Under the empty foothills, a ragged figure scolded, and sat down violently.lā saw that the stains on his face had been covered with sweat, and the blood that was about to dry up mixed with beads of sweat flowed down together, his eyes were full of fear and panic, and his body suddenly had a white sweat, so that the cold wind in the mountains was blowing, but it was very cold. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He nervously touched all over his body, on his shoulders and face, and then covered his neck with his hands, and the cool feeling did not appear, which made him a little strange. Then he was very surprised to find that this body was skinny and bony, and now it hurts somewhere, and the pain makes people grin.

"Hey, it hurts, it hurts, haha!"

This person is quite weird, crying out in pain but laughing at the same time, I don't know if it hurts or laughs, and tears flow from his eyes. The man laughed a few times, but the excited voice stopped abruptly, replaced by a look of surprise and horror in his eyes.

"How come, how come? What the hell is going on?" Looking at the very different environment in front of him, Jing Xian's eyes were full of surprise.

His head was finally raised, but the scene in front of him made him a little confused, behind him was a wide dirt road, looking at the direction of the extension, it was a mountain, but he couldn't see how high the mountain was, it was not only the night, but also the towering trees.

With stunned and full of pain, he stood up with his body propped up, his brows were even tighter, Jing Xian raised his hand with difficulty, endured the severe pain, wiped the blood on the corners of his face and mouth for a long time, his tongue arched in his mouth, and the smell of blood in his mouth made him very uncomfortable, and said in his heart: Don't let me know who did it, otherwise I will have to come back!

In a daze, he limped down the hill one by one, subconsciously walked in one direction, and finally saw a low thatched house after about half an hour. It was dark and I couldn't see the whole house, so I just found a darker place and got in.

"Thief God, since you saved my life, why did you give me such a dying body, and let Lao Tzu live in such a ghost place. Don't you know what it means for a gentleman not to stand under a dangerous wall?"

Jing Xian pointed to the sky and scolded, but his voice was hoarse, and the sound he screamed could only be dispersed by the mountain wind here. Only when you enter here do you know how broken this house is, the mountain wind is not hindered at all, but it blows on people, and I don't know where the hole is, and when it is blown by the wind, there is a sound like a ghost crying wolf.

Jing Xian didn't have that much energy to complain, and the throbbing pain and confused consciousness all over his body made his heavy eyelids droop.

He wondered if he would be able to make it until tomorrow morning. He also realized his current situation, but he was quite unwilling in his heart, he was only afraid that he had died once, and this finally had a chance to rejuvenate, and he had not enjoyed it, but he was really aggrieved.

Jing Xian thought like this, and many memories suddenly appeared in his mind, these memories were not complicated, most of them were the memories of the original owner of this body and his sister, it seemed that the brother and sister were very good......

Years of professionalism have made Jing Xian develop the habit of not being surprised everywhere (as for what he died before, this Jing Xian doesn't want to mention it), although the memories that come to him are unfamiliarly tight.

Soon Jing Xian knew what was going on, it turned out that he didn't escape a catastrophe, no, it can be regarded as an escape, anyway, although the mission was successful, but no one received the reward of the task, although the commission is not very much, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat!

Jing Xian let out a sigh of relief, and the sweat on his forehead dripped down, not knowing whether it was pain or shock.

After touching for about a quarter of an hour, Jing Xian's eyelids opened again, and he was not tired, but instead there was a burst of confusion, then surprise, and then helplessness. The corners of his mouth twitched like twitches, this kid is grassroots!

It took another quarter of an hour to sort through the chaotic memories in his mind, and he found that the place he was in now was no longer a place called Earth, but instead a continent called Spirit Ancestor, but it was unknown how big this continent was.

The place where he is now should be called Tianyang Sect, which is a subsidiary sect of the Yuankang Dynasty, and he is the Tianyang Sect three years ago, but if you want to talk about how he stayed in Tianyang Sect, there is something to say.

Jing Xian could have been said to be an orphan, but his personality was quite resolute, he was born like this, he didn't know why he was very weak, and it was very difficult to deal with ordinary peers, so he was bullied a lot.

There is also a situation that I don't know if it's good or helpless, this guy is very durable, the injuries on his body heal quickly, today he was beaten by a fat beater, and he is dying, and tomorrow you can still see him in the market with a clear look, which makes others think that yesterday was not too light......

Jing Xian has a younger sister who was picked up in the City God Temple when she was three years old, and it is hard to imagine how a three-year-old child survived with a newborn baby. In my memory, Jing first named this sister Jingyue, and there are not many reasons to take this name, the moon, it's very common, isn't it?

Jing Xian didn't have much ability to do anything, and the little children could only do some begging things, dressed in rags, pulling straw sandals with only half of the fabric, and begging in the market with their eyes open and their hands outstretched.

Jing Xian doesn't pick it, it's okay to give money, it's better to eat, because no matter how much money he gets, even if he will be taken away by the bullies in the market, yes, he will take it all, and he will never keep a penny.

Life has been hard, in the blink of an eye, it has been nine years, Jing Xian tried his best to raise his sister Jing Yue, and became a father and a mother, fortunately, this thin body is a little weird, Jing Xian did not die halfway, and Jing Yue did not either.

Since growing up, the brothers and sisters have not been clean for a moment, Jing Yue before the age of three was raised by Jing Xian in vain, living like a porcelain doll, the black eyes are very expressive, often looking at Jing Xian and laughing, not crying or making trouble, Jing Xian subconsciously thought that he was like this before.

Remembering this, Jing Xian wanted to know how he survived when he was one or two years old, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember it, and those three years seemed to be lost!

After Jing Yue was three years old, the original clothes on her body were no longer worn, Jing Xian washed her old clothes, and the rag-like clothes looked very cute on Jing Yue's body, but soon they were no different from Jing Xian, the two little faces were dirty, that is, no one would suspect them if they rolled in the mud.

The hard days lasted until Jing Yue was nine years old, and Jing Xian changed when he was twelve years old, a white-bearded old man suddenly appeared in front of Jing Yue, Jing Xian was startled, and rushed forward to protect his sister behind him, Jing Yue was also trembling with the corners of his brother's clothes.

The white-bearded old man looked at the two children kindly, and suddenly said that he wanted to take Jing Yue to practice, saying something that he couldn't understand with great talent, Jing Yue seemed to be moved by what he said, and asked if he could bring his brother with him, the old man frowned and looked at Jing Xian for a while, and then nodded......