The Kyushu Continent, the capital of the Immortal Empire.

A deep fog enveloped the empire, making the world bleak and gloomy. This day coincides with the Midyear Festival, a major festival of the empire's ancestors, commonly known as the seventh and a half months.

The people all hid in their homes and did not dare to go out, as if they were afraid of something.

On the cold streets, the wind was gusting, and there was no trace of the living at all. Even in the imperial capital, people don't dare to go out, but hide in restaurants and teahouses with their necks shy-----

Day, like night.

"Father, why did Xiao Er close the door of the teahouse?"

The middle-aged man on the side obviously couldn't hide his fear in his eyes, "Shhhhh

The guests in the teahouse trembled and did not dare to breathe.

"Knock Knock -----"

At this time, it was as if there was a terrifying army coming from another world. The sound of footsteps clearly separated from time and space makes people's souls feel angry.

The children were curious, and they all turned their heads sideways to see what was going on, but they were held down by the adults.

At this moment, in the outside world, the faint white fog is getting thicker and thicker, completely obscuring people's vision, and it can be said that they can't see their fingers. Everyone couldn't see what existed in the fog at all, but the faint appearance of the human figure made them very afraid.

Yin soldiers borrow the way!

This is a terrible supernatural event that is widely circulated among the people.

"Knock knock, knock knock!" the dull tapping sound grew louder as the large army approached.

At the Imperial Capital Academy, some students frowned, "This voice is different from before! And it doesn't look like footsteps!"

Everyone speculated about where the strange sound in the white mist came from.

There were even a few powerful students who wanted to go out and find out, but were eventually frightened away by the thick dead air in the fog.

"It's getting louder, this -----"

"Hey, I vaguely seem to hear someone shouting for help?"

The tutor on the side was also frightened by this group of students, and hurriedly shouted, "Don't make a sound!"

It is a great taboo for the Yin soldiers to speak out, and it will lead to death!

There were once many strong people in the reincarnation realm who did not believe in evil, intending to approach the mist, and eventually turned into white bones. The older mentor spoke slowly, and his words were full of fear and jealousy.

"Hey! The powerhouses of the Reincarnation Realm are all dead inside!"

"This white fog is so terrifying!"

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"Help, help!" Just as everyone was talking about something in fear, a young man's cry for help came from the white mist.

"Gollum!" the masters hiding on both sides of the street were all terrified.

"Master, someone shouted for help!"

"Auditory hallucinations!"

"Let me out, let me out!

"Master, someone seems to have gotten lost in the white mist?"

"This is a trap, don't fall for it!"

Even the top masters in the imperial city did not dare to ask about this matter.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of tapping on the planks became louder and louder, and the people on both sides of the street were all pale with fright.

This year's Midyear Festival is more and more bizarre than ever.

In the mist, a magnificent picture is staged. The solemn ironclad army stretched from the edge of the north shore of Kyoto to the south shore without end.

An ironclad warrior from a ghost, with a hollow expression and seemingly no flesh. On their bodies, only endless death qi and killing intent spread, gradually condensing into a white mist.

In the middle of the army, there is a crystal coffin with colored glass. Inside, there is a young man of flesh and blood.

This person is a confused and unaware Chen Ling. At this moment, he looked depressed and helpless, and slapped the lid of the coffin frantically.

The powerful soul power blessed by the system made him clearly aware that there were many people hiding nearby. But there were so many masters, none of them drew their swords to help, which also made Chen Ling very speechless.

"Damn, one by one, I don't save them, I don't have any sympathy, it's hateful! I teleported all the way, but I ran into the coffin, this broken system is too rubbish, right?"

Bite!

"Humiliate the system, deduct five points!" the milky little Lori jumped out and spoke again.

Poof!

"I ...... The initial points were originally 0, and you still deducted five points from me?" "I don't know what this thing is for, but 0 is better than -5!"

"Little sister, you are so beautiful, can you ......"

"Currying favor with the system, groveling, does not conform to socialist ......"

Rumble!

"Just kidding, kidding! hey, kidding!"

Seeing that this little Lori had finally disappeared arrogantly, Chen Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

Super Legacy Scoring System?

MMP, it is clearly a whole person system!

What's the matter, a little Lori is so ruthless, when she grows up, she can't go against the sky?

Chen Ling didn't bother to speak, so he could only rely on his fist and smash the coffin lid one by one. It took a lot of effort to finally blast a crack in the heavy coffin lid.

Seeing hope, he bombarded with all his might.

In the end, the coffin lid was finally shaken out of an escape gap.

Then, with difficulty, he climbed out.

When he opened his eyes, the whole person was confused.

"This -----"

"What kind of place is this?

Everything is so strange.

When he looked back, he was horrified to find that the troops carrying him away were all undead. That set of familiar armor and weapons made Chen Ling's heart sink to the bottom of the sea.

The sense of vicissitudes is sad.

Faintly, familiar images flashed through his mind.

Puff -----

He knelt down directly, his eyes were red, his body trembled violently, and he couldn't bother to wipe the blood on his palms, "Army!

In the group of undead, Chen Ling saw a familiar figure and couldn't help but shout, "General Zhengyuan!"

The general, as if he had never heard anything, walked forward with a blank expression.

"General!" Chen Ling stood up excitedly, wanting to grab General Zhengyuan, but his palm was directly pierced into the air.

The undead general's fleshless mouth opened and closed, and he spat out a speech of ancient vicissitudes.

"Swear to escort the young master to the Great Emperor's Tomb!"

Rumble!

At that moment, Chen Ling was desperate.

He sat down on the ground weakly, muttering to himself, his voice full of sadness, "Da Yan is dead!"

"Father, Mother, -----"

Chen Ling began to remember something, and his expression was painful and distorted.

When the gods fought, the mountains and rivers were shattered, the country was ruined, and he died in battle!

This army was ordered to take the body of the crown prince to the land of the divine source, so as to ask the ancestor to give him the opportunity to step into reincarnation!

On the march, they were attacked by the enemy countless times, and the soldiers were killed and wounded. Arriving on the mainland of Kyushu, the entire army was annihilated.

But this lion of the empire, although killed in battle, will endure. Even if they turn into undead, they are still determined to complete their mission.

In the midst of grief, the white fog dissipated, and the army of the undead walked away.

Chen Ling knelt on the ground, unable to stand for a long time, and there was endless confusion in his eyes, "I, who is it?"

Why do you suddenly have so many more memories in your mind?

Those events took place countless epochs ago!!

It's like experiencing it yourself.

People began to come out of all corners and return to their boring lives as before.

"Hey, what about Senior Chen Ling, the great genius of our academy?"

"It seems like over there, I heard him scream just now!"

At the Imperial Xiuzhen Academy, a group of students swarmed and appeared around Chen Ling.

"This waste is hiding in the corner and crying? hahaha, sad!"

"Smack!" a junior brother mocked Chen Ling, and was immediately slapped by the senior in Tsing Yi, with a straight face, "How do you speak?" This classmate is Chen Ling, who used to be the most dazzling genius in the empire, pay attention to the tone of his speech!"

"Senior Chen Ling, someone is looking for you, hurry up!"

"yes, it's too late to meet a good thing!"

There was suddenly an extra group of people around, and Chen Ling quickly cleaned up his emotions and regained the temperament and calmness of a king.

He is the genius of the Academy!!

"Looking for me?"

Could it be that the identity of his heir to the Great Immortal has been discovered?

"Yes, yes, good, good!"

"Haha, it's a good thing!" the classmates all laughed, happily pulling Chen Ling towards the academy.

Although he felt strange, the enthusiasm of his classmates completely dissolved Chen Ling's vigilance.

The smile on his face grew stronger and stronger. The posture of walking is more than three points domineering.

It's time to go big!

However, as soon as he stepped into the gate of the academy, he was directly blasted out. saluted or something, and threw it to the ground like rags.

Two academy guards in bright uniforms, mocking faces.

How could such an outstanding student end up being swept away? Passers-by expressed different opinions one after another.

You must know that as the first Xiuzhen Academy of the Empire, if you are qualified to step into it, you are definitely an extremely talented student, after all, the threshold of the Imperial Academy is ridiculously high.

Chen Ling was stunned, frowned, and then some intermittent images flashed in his mind.

His expression changed suddenly, and he actually recognized the guard in front of him.

"Zhang Dabiao, Li Erlong!"

"Huh!

"Don't get out of here, don't you want us to give you another ride!" Seeing that the boy was still at the door, the two guards insulted unceremoniously.

Zhang Dabiao was even more unceremonious, "Oh, I still have the face to come back, it's really shameless!"

Chen Ling began to think of something, and he found that he had an extra memory of someone in his head.

It's a weird feeling.

"Could it be that the broken system helped me take away someone in this world?"

At the moment, only this explanation is the most plausible!However, the truth does not seem to be so simple!

Chen Ling began to understand something.

Everyone looked at it, but they saw that the young man looked delicate, fifteen or sixteen years old, and his face was full of self-deprecation. A brocade robe, torn because of pulling, looks embarrassed.

Chen Ling didn't care, straightened his messy clothes, and his eyes were confused.

MMP, isn't Lao Tzu a disciple of the immortals?

Actually humiliated by two watchdogs!

I......

"In the past three years, Ben Shao has treated you badly?!" Those dark eyes looked at each other's ugly faces without waves, "I didn't expect you to be so mean!"

Here's what another memory wants to say.

The two of them were stunned, and suddenly felt a chill in their backs, and there was a touch of shame on their faces, which was fleeting.

Once, Young Master Chen Ling was peerless, the spring breeze was proud, and it was indeed good to treat them, but time has passed, and he is no longer the majestic Young Master of the Chen family.

Why do they need to look at Chen Ling's face?

Now that they can step on the head of Chen Shao in the past, they can't help but feel almost perverted pleasure in their hearts.

"Hehe, are you still living in a dream? Now you, what kind of thing, do you still think you are a master?!"

"You know, this is a world where strength is respected!"

"Strength is respected, hehe, yes, without the inheritance of the old immortals, my Chen Ling is nothing!" Chen Ling's face was bitter, and he saw through the world and the hearts of the people in an instant.

That sadness can be felt by everyone.

The smell of the person looked weird!

"I'm afraid this guy is crazy, isn't he?"

In the previous life, the dynasty collapsed and the mountains and rivers were broken.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary teenager on the earth, and he was cornered.

Nowadays, the uncles of this family are vying for power, and the dark tide in the house is surging. He is no longer Chen Shao, but a waste that can be bullied personally. Not only was he kicked out of the family, but he was also ridiculed by these watchdogs.

How sad is life?

Chen Lingdu began to pity himself!

Those memories are as real as they are, and they are like a lifetime of experience.

If so, it's too hard!

The crowd was full of discussions, some sympathetic, and some fell into the ground.

"I heard that General Chen Ang died in the battle of Moyang Pass, and it seems that most of them are true today. ”

"No wonder Chen Shao, who dragged a stroke in the past, was treated as a dog, interesting!"

"Obviously, someone is secretly dealing with him, otherwise there is no reason why he can't even stay in the academy!"

Listening to the gossip, Chen Ling gradually calmed down, and looked up in a certain direction, "Today, when the 'dog' is ashamed, I, Chen Ling, have written it down, and when the king returns on the other day, it will be the day when you will repay your debts!"

Chen Ling waved his sleeves and turned to leave.

The voice was not loud, but it was like thunder.

Men, the head can be broken, and the face must not be lost!

Zhang Dabiao and the others trembled in their hearts, only feeling that the autumn wind was bleak. The crowd of onlookers had a hint of expectation in their eyes, imagining the picture of the return of the king.

"Hmph, a waste, dare to make a big statement?" I don't know when, a figure walked out of the gate. Dressed luxuriously, with a rare blood jade from the Western Regions pinned to his waist, he is graceful.

(End of chapter)