Zhang Sheng opened his eyes, and the sight was a piece of emerald green, he shook his dizzy brain, got up from the ground in confusion, looked around but was surprised to find that he was actually in an unknown deep forest, and those unnamed craggy ancient trees always gave him an ominous premonition. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"I remember that it seems to be to accompany the leader to dinner, yes! I got drunk at the end and then what happened ......? ”

Zhang Sheng's brain slowly woke up, he remembered some details, as if he was driving in the direction of home, there was a 'young lady' with heavy makeup beside him talking meat jokes to himself, and then he probed his hand into the bottom of the other party's skirt in a daze, and then there was a harsh sound, like a brake!

Thinking of this, Zhang Sheng's cold sweat immediately flowed, and he finally remembered the terrifying scene that happened last night: a fully loaded truck collided head-on with him, and the last image in his memory was the extremely distorted face of 'Miss' and the dazzling white light, and finally the entire vision was shattered into a ball.

"So...... I'm dead! After coming to this conclusion, Zhang Sheng sat down on the ground, his mind blank, and he couldn't accept the fact that he was dead.

It wasn't until the melodious birdsong suddenly sounded that Zhang Sheng woke up, he looked at the strange bird jumping on the ancient tree in front of him, which was several meters in size, subconsciously opened his mouth, and then scolded bitterly: "Damn, I knew that this TMD should have crossed." ”

There is no explanation other than this possibility. Looking at the grass and trees around him, Zhang Sheng gradually accepted the fact, none of the plants here he knew, what else could it be if it wasn't crossing? And it's also a difficult otherworldly wear.

"It's not a good luck soul to wear yet!" Zhang Sheng wanted to cry without tears and looked at the immature body that had shrunk to his teens, and the clothes on his upper body were still the casual suit he wore before the crossing, and now he looked like a huge windbreaker.

Zhang Sheng's complexion was even more difficult to look at. He got up again, and after a moment the young body paused and headed north.

A strange instinct told him that he might be rescued in that direction. While walking, he had to be glad that he hadn't forgotten the knowledge of junior high school, at least he still had the ability to discern directions.

"Crossing Auntie, bless me to get out of this forest alive, and if possible, give me a little more gold finger. Don't ask for too much power, just give me a cultivation guide and be able to cultivate to the realm of a saint. If you don't give me super talent, let me learn everything a hundred times faster than others, and cultivate for 10,000 years a day. Or ......"

Emboldening himself with inexplicable gibberish, Zhang Sheng moved slowly, and behind him, a series of footprints spread infinitely, straight into the depths of the deep forest.