After three days in a coma, Yang Qian finally woke up. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Where am I?" Yang Qian looked at the unfamiliar room in front of him and slowly sat up from the bed. His head ached, and many memory fragments were like slides, quickly projecting in his mind.

"Am I not dead?"

Yang Qian remembered that stormy night, that cold and solemn night full of blood, and that night that he would never forget for the rest of his life......

All of this is being told to him.

He's dead.

"But what's going on now?" Yang Qian looked confused. The strange memory in his mind told him that he was in a place called Changlong City, and he was the son of Yang Zhen of the Yang family...... His name is also Yang Qian, he has been frail and sickly since he was a child, and his condition worsened not long ago, and he was sick in bed and dying......

"My home is not in Changlong City, and my father is not called Yang Zhen......" Yang Qian became agitated, he stumbled out of bed, but he was just recovering from a serious illness, and he didn't have much strength in his body, he rolled out of bed, and he didn't even have the strength to get up.

At this moment, perhaps the maid ring outside the door heard the sound in the house, only to hear the door squeak and be pushed open, and the sound of hurried footsteps sounded, followed by an exclamation from the maid ring.

"Young Master!" That Yahuan hurriedly helped Yang Qian up. Lift yourself to the bed.

Yang Qian grabbed Yahuan's wrist and asked, "Who am I?" ”

Yahuan was taken aback by Yang Qian's question, her face turned pale, and she replied, "Are you ...... Less, young master. ”

Yang Qian's face was extremely ugly, and he asked again, "Why am I here?" ”

"This is the young master's home...... Young master, you, you ......" Yahuan's hand that was grabbed by Yang Qian was trembling because of fear. Yang Qian's performance was too weird.

This time, after listening to Yahuan's answer, Yang Qian did not ask again, but fell silent.

His eyes stared straight ahead.

His mind was in turmoil, but his mind was blank.

He can't think. I even feel like I can't breathe.

Boom!

Yang Qian suddenly collapsed on the bed. The two eyes did not move. Like a dead man, but clearly alive.

Yahuan was so frightened that she called the young master even a shout, and then hurriedly snatched the door out and called someone to go.

"Could it be...... Am I born again? Yang Qian thought silently in his heart. He couldn't believe it was true, but he couldn't find a better explanation.

Another memory in my mind, never lies.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Qian heard a series of hurried footsteps. But it was Yang Zhen and Su Qin's husband and wife, as well as Yang Qian's eldest brother Yang Hu......

"Qian'er ......" Yang Hu seemed to be happy and worried, and shouted eagerly. Hearing Yang Zhen's voice, Yang Qian tilted his head and rolled his eyes.

He wanted to call Daddy, but he couldn't.

After all, the man in front of him was only the father of the original owner of this body, not his father......

Yang Zhen, Su Qin, and eldest brother Yang Hu said a lot of caring words in his ear. Yang Qian seemed to hear clearly, but he didn't seem to hear anything. I don't know how long it took, Yang Zhen and the others left one after another, and Yahuan, who took care of Yang Qian, also left, and Yang Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

He was already pretty sure he was born again.

……

Time flies like a white horse, and ten days pass in the blink of an eye.

Yang Qian has basically recovered.

These days, he has slowly come to terms with the fact of being born again. I also slowly adapted to this new body and a new identity.

"Since God has given me a chance to live again, I must be a different Yang Qian!" Yang Qian's expression was resolute. He thought of his father Yang Dingtian again, remembered the Divine Pavilion, and remembered the person who killed his father!

"I'm going to kill him with my own hands!" A murderous aura permeated Yang Qian's face.

I don't know how long it took, the murderous aura on Yang Qian's face gradually dissipated. He instinctively works the magic trick and wants to cultivate. But as soon as it was running, Yang Qian couldn't help but feel bitter.

"The owner of this body is really a piece of waste!" Yang Qian shook his head helplessly, he was surprised to find that in this body, there was not the slightest spiritual power. In his previous life, although Yang Qian's cultivation was not good, he did not waste firewood to such a point.

In desperation, Yang Qian had to start with the most basic spiritual attraction into his body.

In the memory of his previous life, the Divine Pavilion's superior mental method, the Ancient Secret Method, was quietly running, and the fluctuating spiritual power in the air became active, and the pores opened slightly, and the spiritual power seeped into Yang Qian's body from the open pores. In a short time, a line of spiritual power as thin as a gossamer flowed along the meridians around the body.

A comfortable feeling spread throughout the body, suddenly, after the spiritual power ran for a week, Yang Qian only felt a heat at the center of his eyebrows, and a soft and warm breath spread throughout his body from the center of his eyebrows, and then, abundant spiritual power poured out from the center of his eyebrows, and in an instant, Yang Qian only felt that the thin spiritual power line became a trickle of blood vessel thickness......

The spiritual power was suddenly ten times more abundant, or even more!

The spiritual power quickly surged to the dantian, compressed, and condensed.

A point of light the size of a soybean appeared in the dantian.

"Elixir!" Yang Qian looked at the changes in the dantian in disbelief, and his heart was extremely happy, "I broke through so quickly!" ”

The elixir is a sign of entering the martial arts Ichiju.

Yang Qian didn't expect that in less than a stick of incense, the elixir would be condensed!

If this is said, I don't think anyone will dare to believe it.

Even Yang Qian in his previous life, it took half a month to successfully condense the elixir!

But what surprised Yang Qian even more was still to come.

After successfully condensing the elixir, the soft and warm breath at the center of the eyebrows did not disappear, and the abundant spiritual power still continued to pour out from the center of the eyebrows, pouring into the elixir at the dantian. The elixir the size of a soybean is growing, and the light is getting brighter and brighter......

"Warrior Duo!" After a stick of incense, Yang Qian exclaimed!

He actually broke through twice in a row!

This is too wicked!

Even Yang Qian himself couldn't believe it.

"What's going on?" Yang Qian was ecstatic, but he didn't dare to continue cultivating. After all, such a cultivation speed was simply incredible. Even his father, Yang Dingtian, who was known as a martial arts genius, couldn't have done it to such a demonic level!

Yang Qian, who was happy and puzzled, stared at the center of his eyebrows.

It's okay not to look at it, but when I look at it, even Yang Qian was startled.

"Moonlight!"

A waning moon quietly floated in the center of the eyebrows. That soft and warm breath comes from the moon!

"Hasn't the moon exploded?" Yang Qian clearly remembered that night of thunder and lightning, and when he was desperate, he used the power of the moon spirit explosion to die with Ouyang Shuo and the others!

But what's going on now?

And in Yang Qian's memory, the moon is a full moon, but now why is it a waning moon?

Just as he was wondering, the light of the moon gradually dimmed, and the soft and warm breath disappeared with the dimming of the moon......