Wedge.

The world is intertwined. The Pangu Continent, the aura is revived, and the martial arts are vertical and horizontal.

Martial arts are powerful, each in one country. The conquest of all countries has been endless for thousands of years, and the lives have been ruined.

Martial Emperor, poor people. One person is a battle, sweeping the barbarians, and the world is safe.

Thousands of years later, extraterritorial invasions. The encroachment of whales swallows, and the local forces are increasingly disintegrating.

So there was that young man, moving mountains, reclamation, punishing the sky, and destroying the earth!

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Above the nine heavens, a mysterious white light invisible to the naked eye pierced through the thick clouds and shot straight down into a forest somewhere.

Belch......

I'm in good spirits, this is ......

Did you fall to your death in your dream......

Where is this......

Yo......

On the earth in 3888, there are still such beautiful blue skies and white clouds?

Looks like I'm still living in a dream!

Alas, then keep dreaming, anyway, there are no classes today and tomorrow!

Zhou Ling sighed for a while, he was still asleep sweetly, and a falling picture suddenly flashed in his mind.

He fell into the abyss inexplicably!

The fear of the pitch black and the thrilling sense of falling made Zhou Ling cry hysterically.

Suddenly, a bright white light shuttled from the abyss in front of him, and the powerful suction took him through the vast nebula, and finally opened his eyes after fainting, but it was the blue sky in front of him.

"Ling'er! My son! You are just ten years old! You left A-Niang early, let us send the white-haired people to the black-haired people! Ling'er, how can you be willing to leave your father and mother!"

Well?

Who's shouting?

Just when Zhou Ling was confused, a human voice came from beside him!

Zhou Ling opened his eyes vigorously, and his vision expanded little by little from his body, but he found that he ......

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The hysterical crying and shouting caused more and more people to hear the sound from the outside, and stood on the side and sighed for a while.

Under the big tree, a dozen burly family members surrounded a couple in rags.

Beside the couple, a scarred young child clenched his fists and lay motionless in a pool of blood.

A shocking wound pierced the boy's entire chest and announced the end of his life.

Behind the family members, a middle-aged man in a red robe stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the scene in front of him lightly.

Behind him was a young man in gorgeous clothes, staring at the child's forbidden fists with a pair of vicious eyes.

Zhou Ling, who was lying on the ground gasping for air, looked at this scene, it was a dumbfounded!

"No, no, no, what kind of dream did I have? Who are these people? Have I come to the world of martial arts? Why can't I move! Why is my body so big! No, it's not my body! This ...... Oh my God, who's going to answer me!"

“what the fuck！”

However, no matter how Zhou Ling shouted, no one could hear it.

Helpless, Zhou Ling had no choice but to completely despair and stop yelling.

was quiet, but Zhou Ling found that he could hear the hearts of the people around him clearly!

At this time, the middle-aged man in the red robe waved his hand indifferently: "Huang Fuyang, the blame for your son's death lies with him, a child of a house slave, he dares to snatch the master's things, what kind of system is this!" Glancing at the onlookers, he raised his voice and said: "Both sides used force, Zhennan was also dizzy, forgetting that your son was just an ordinary person without spiritual power, and his death, Zhennan was really frightened, but in the final analysis, it was your son who took the blame!"

The middle-aged man's words made the onlookers focus on the man named Huang Fuyang.

Huang Fuyang, whose face was colorless, could no longer stand, and his trembling legs folded weakly and fell to his knees in front of the dead child.

A pair of eyes that have been scarred by the years can no longer bear the pain and torture of half a life, and cry bitterly with his devastated wife.

At this time, Zhou Ling heard the dissatisfaction of the onlookers.

"Tie Zhenshan, this old immortal, is really brazen!"

"Alas, the head of the family openly protects this Tiezhennan, and Huangfuyang's family are all domestic slaves, one has no power and two powerless, what can I do?"

"Accept your fate!

"If there is a father, there must be a son, and I don't think this Tie Zhennan is a good thing!"

"It's a pity, a child with a three-grade spiritual root has a bright future! It's a pity that he died like this!"

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Zhou Ling was deeply touched, and turned his vision to Huang Fuyang and his wife in a depressed mood.

As the identity of the slaves of the Iron Family, the husband and wife encountered such a thing, which was indeed very tricky......

"Okay!" Tie Zhenshan frowned slightly and said, "The Emperor Fu Ling died in our Tiefu, of course we are also responsible. In this regard, I would like to forgive you and your husband for dismissing the status of the Tiefu family slaves, and leave here! Pei Qiu, give them a hundred coins and send them away!" he left with his hands in his hands, leaving his lukewarm words piercing in the air.

"Zhennan, don't roll over yet!" Tie Zhenshan, who was halfway through, saw that his son was still standing still, so he scolded sharply, and at the same time, rolled up his sleeves and rolled up the young man in Chinese clothes who was still staring at Huangfu Ling's fist viciously!

The astonishing force lifted up the leaves in the sky and sprinkled them one after another.

Looking at the father and son who were indifferently gone, Zhou Ling gritted his teeth: "I was actually half angry by my own dream! What a waste dream, I can't do whatever I want in my own dream! Otherwise, I will slap them a hundred times!"

At the same time, the housekeeper named Pei Qiu raised his hand and scolded: "Look at everything! Hurry up and get to work! The house slave who still appears in front of me after three breaths will have the interest on the grain loan tripled!"

Under the scolding, the slaves in the audience all disappeared without a trace.

Pei Qiu's eyes rolled, and he casually threw a small bag next to the husband and wife, revealing some machete-shaped Yu coins.

"Quickly disappear into my jurisdiction, and the corpse!" Pei Qiu urged impatiently, Huang Fuyang and the two of them were in a trance as if they were separated from each other, as if they had never seen the coins scattered all over the place, Huang Fuyun carried the body of the child on his back, and walked towards the gate of the Tiejia family step by step with the help of his wife.

Chaohuang Fuyang and the others spat on it, Pei Qiu turned around and said coldly: "Offend the Tie family, fend for yourself!" After speaking, he quickly picked up the Yu coins on the ground......

This scene was all seen in Zhou Ling's eyes. Zhou Ling, who was extremely angry, roared, and the young man's corpse on Huangfu Yang's back opened his eyes slightly, but then closed heavily.

Zhou Ling was suddenly shocked, and his consciousness suddenly collapsed.

Once again, there was a blank in my mind.

At this time, the majestic consciousness flowed into the sea like mud, and all the frenzied poured into Zhou Ling's mind, and pictures forcibly flashed out of the blank spiritual consciousness.

Then a cold voice forcibly appeared in Zhou Ling's mind: "Ding! A strong spiritual force has been detected, and the system has resumed matching!"

Immediately afterwards, a string of bright blue characters was deeply engraved in Zhou Ling's mind, indelible.

Five-nine...... Sixty-nine ...... Seventy-nine ......

Zhou Ling's mind fell apart, and in an instant, all the flashed pictures were scattered and floated to all directions of consciousness.

And the big word suspended in the air in the center of my mind is still changing!

Eighty-nine ...... Ninety-three......

"Ahh......h Ahh But they were all forcibly endured by Zhou Ling.

Ninety-Five...... Ninety-Seven ...... Ninety-Eight ......

Ninety-Nine ......

Zhou Ling's soul had already rolled his eyes, and at that moment when his consciousness was about to collapse at the last moment, a strange sound was pleasant and exquisite.

"The system is matched successfully!"

The pain disappeared instantly, and the weak Zhou Ling saw that in his consciousness, there was a large blue light panel, on which rows of information appeared.

Host: Zhou Ling

Number: 03

Affiliation: The First Parallel Universe

Race: Terran

Gender: Male

Age: eighteen

Linggen: A product

Condition: Weak

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Host: Tang Dabing

ID: 01

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Host: Huangfu Ling

Number: 02

Zhou Ling couldn't hold back, his heavy eyelids drooped in a hurry, and he closed his eyes weakly......