Pain, heart-rending pain!

Jiang Xiaoyu only felt that his whole body was scattered, as if even his internal organs were broken, and his memories swept in like a rolling tide.

"By the way, I remember I was hit by a car, no wonder it hurts, but I don't know what happened to that little girl. ”

Jiang Xiaoyu sighed in his heart, he was also full, wouldn't it be good to deliver food honestly, why did he go to see righteousness and bravery.

Now it's okay, I heard that the hospital charges are scary, and I don't know if the little girl's family will pay some medical expenses.

In a drowsy state, Jiang Xiaoyu opened his eyes with difficulty and took in everything around him, including the noble face of the beautiful young woman.

"Xiaoyu, you're finally awake!"

"How does it feel?"

"Is there anything wrong with that?"

The beautiful young woman's voice was very urgent, and there were still tears on her cheeks, and the concern in her eyes almost melted Jiang Xiaoyu.

"Eh, eldest sister, although I saved your daughter, you don't have to be so anxious, you obviously treat me as a son with this look!"

"Although your daughter is a beautiful little Lori, but when you are a child daughter-in-law, the age difference is too big, can you clean up your emotions and let me agree a little tactfully?"

Jiang Xiaoyu complained frantically in his heart, and he noticed that the beautiful young woman's dress was a little peculiar, could it be that the retro style has been popular recently? Even the hospital is made of wood.

What's more, you don't even have an ECG machine or an oxygen mask, and your high society is too inhumane.

Sure enough, the bourgeoisie is the devil!

Jiang Xiaoyu shook his head, and was thinking about how to speak, so that the reward for helping others was richer, but a middle-aged man in a purple and gold robe suddenly walked into the door.

"My good son, you can be regarded as awake, it seems that the Nine Turns Soul Restoration Pill I bought for 10,000 taels of silver is still quite effective. The middle-aged man rushed to the side of the bed and looked at Jiang Xiaoyu with love on his face.

"I'll go to your uncle's, if you don't talk about how much money you give first, why are you still scolding?

Jiang Xiaoyu rolled his eyes, how can these guys be weird, and they are still playing with ancient styles, what kind of cultivation family do they really think they are?

If you don't want to give money, forget it, I'm a little poor, but I still have a little backbone, what's the matter with teasing people for no reason!

The two were obviously husband and wife, and seeing that Jiang Xiaoyu didn't speak, he couldn't help but sigh and said: "Xiaoyu, your father and mother shouldn't force you to cultivate, pull out the seedlings to help you grow, your physique is already special." ”

"Although countless elixirs have been used for you, fifteen years have passed, and you can only barely become an acquired high-level martial artist. ”

"We have decided, we will never force you to cultivate in the future, although you can't become a congenital, you won't be able to marry our first beauty in Qinghai City. ”

"But there are many beautiful women in the world, and Daddy will find you ten or eight as wives in the future, you can rest assured. ”

“......”

After that, in order not to affect Jiang Xiaoyu's rest, the middle-aged man and the beautiful woman both withdrew from the room, leaving Jiang Xiaoyu alone in the wind, no, messy on the bed.

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Time flies, and in a circle, ten days have passed.

Jiang Xiaoyu's injuries are close to healing and he can walk on the ground, but he is still a little difficult to accept.

It's just that the facts are in front of him, and he really has his soul pierced!

Perhaps it was because of that car accident that he in that world no longer exists, or may have turned into a handful of loess.

Fortunately, he was born in an orphanage since he was a child, has no relatives, and has been in the society for 20 years, but there is nothing to worry about.

This is a magical and magnificent world, Dongxuan Continent, is the name of this land, in this land, there are countless living beings.

There are the Kunpeng clan that soars for nine days, the demon dragon clan that travels all over the world, and the galloping beast clan, row upon row, and so on.

Of course, in this complex and colorful world, the human race is naturally indispensable, this is a martial era, and the human race can also cultivate!

Almost everyone here is a martial artist, from the acquired martial artist, to the innate martial artist, as well as the higher level of the Dan stage martial artist and the spirit infant stage martial artist and so on.

Each martial artist level is divided into ordinary, intermediate, advanced, and pinnacle, and the pursuit of a higher cultivation level is the dream of all martial artists!

Martial arts are divided into acquired martial arts, innate martial arts, martial arts in the Dan period and martial arts in the spirit infant stage, each of which has its own characteristics and powers.

Legend has it that cultivating martial arts has reached a high level, not to mention that it is to prolong life for thousands of years, it is to burn the mountains and boil the sea, and wave your hand to cover the sky.

And in this wonderful world, his name is still Jiang Xiaoyu, but his identity has changed drastically.

He is no longer the small, anyone can step on the delivery man, but the son of Jiang Zhentian, the overlord of Qinghai City in the Dongxuan Continent, and the only heir of the Jiang family.

Proper rich second generation!

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaoyu felt a burst of excitement in his heart, the world changed too suddenly, and rats could sleep with cats.

He had already inquired that the Jiang family was in Qinghai City, which was the largest family, with a lot of wealth, and the income of three or five days was enough for a person to spend a lifetime, which can be described as very rich!

It's no wonder that Jiang Xiaoyu's talent that is the penultimate in the world has actually been piled up to the level of an acquired high-level martial artist.

Because his dantian is very weird, it is difficult to store internal force in the body with ordinary exercises and spiritual techniques, which is also the reason why the poor guy died.

If it weren't for his forcible impact on the innate level, as a result, the dantian would have been devoured, and Jiang Xiaoyu might not have been able to cross into this world.

However, although the soul is no longer the original one, in Qinghai City, the name of Young Master Jiang Xiaoyu is still the same.

As long as the problem of his dantian is not solved, then this name will accompany him for the rest of his life, although he doesn't care so much now.

What if it's a waste of firewood? I'm fucking rich!

Jiang Zhentian is his only seedling, and Mrs. Jiang spoils him to the sky, Jiang Xiaoyu in his previous life is as thin as a bamboo pole.

But Jiang Xiaoyu in front of him was obviously only fifteen years old, and he weighed two hundred and thirty pounds, and he was a big fat man who was white and fat.

Fortunately, it is only two hundred and thirty catties, which is still a little short of that embarrassing number, otherwise Jiang Xiaoyu would have to die of depression.

It is impossible to cultivate, and his goal in this life is to be a competent rich second generation, otherwise this life will not be in vain.

"The rich second generation lives, my Jiang Xiaoyu is here!"

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