Darui Dynasty, the thirty-second year of Chongyuan, Linzhou Hanguang Temple, Wunian Valley.

"Get out!"

A howl rang out in the Valley of Thoughtlessness, piercing the silence of the sky and startling away half of the forest.

Qiao Nianxi flipped up from the ground with a carp, and didn't even want to kick at the person lying on his body, and took a few steps back with the reaction force.

The moment he stood firm, he subconsciously looked down, and two bright red bloody handprints were just printed on his chest!

"Dare to touch your aunt and grandmother, I think you are tired and crooked!"

Qiao Nianxi glared and scolded, seeing that the other party did not respond, looked up at the person, and was about to walk forward, when he suddenly found something and lowered his head again.

Bloody handprints? The man was wounded?

Somehow felt a cold body in his back, Qiao Nianxi subconsciously shivered, glanced around, and didn't find anything abnormal, after all, he still walked towards the man.

"Hey, you're ......"

Qiao Nianxi was about to check the man's injuries, but his eyes fell on his ancient costume, and he couldn't help but freeze all over.

Costume?

In the next moment, Qiao Nianxi leaned out his hand under the man's nose, fortunately, he was breathing, but he fainted.

Qiao Nianxi stood up straight, and suddenly her whole body shook suddenly, and a force was poured into her mind, and then many fragments appeared in front of her, and it was obvious that those fragments of memory were not hers.

Qiao Nianxi, 13 years old, Da Rui Chao Zhenguo Houfu daughter, line three, when born when the mother died in childbirth, when the eldest uncle went out and died mysteriously, the Xuanji Taoist appeared at the right time, and the family was afraid of harming the whole family, so he was sent to the Hanguang Temple in Linzhou since he was a child, waiting to practice.

Same name, same looks, and beyond that, nothing else is the same.

"I'll go, what do you mean?"

Qiao Nianxi replayed the experience of the master in her mind, couldn't help but roar, and reached out in disbelief and twisted it on her face, the feeling of pain made her grin, and at the same time sober.

Is this crossing?

The dignified 21st century special forces fangs unit major actually traveled to ancient times and became a young lady in the Marquis Mansion?

This is not the end, Hanguang Temple is ready to practice?Nima, to put it bluntly, isn't she just a little nun?

It's not terrible to cross, but others are either princesses or mothers when they cross over, how can it be her turn to become a little nun here!

Are you kidding!

It must be the wrong way to cross, can you wear it again?

Qiao Nian looked up to the sky and sighed, looking at the sky with a sad face, and the modern scene flashed in his mind, and the last memory was that he should be dead.

Yes, I died, but I didn't expect that I, a major who had experienced a hundred battles, would die in a sudden mudslide during rock climbing.

Qiao Nianxi's mind was chaotically searching for memories, but she saw that the dark clouds that blocked the sun just now had dispersed, leaving only the light under the scorching sun.

The sunlight was a little dazzling, Qiao Nianxi subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover it, but suddenly found that he had a crystal clear pendant hanging on his wrist.

The bracelet is strung with small amber beads, and the pendant is the worm of the water droplet, which seems to be a modern craft and style, but why is it worn on the hands of the original owner?

While thinking, Qiao Nianxi rubbed the droplet worm in his hand, and suddenly the insect's eyes flashed, and a large backpack appeared in front of him.

It turned out to be the luggage that Qiao Nianxi brought out when she was hiking! Flashlights, ropes, tents, snacks, simple medicine boxes, all there should be!

It turns out that this worm still has this power, and she can transfer her duffel bag! Sure enough, God still left her a way to live!

Qiao Nianxi was immersed in the joy of getting the duffel bag, and didn't notice that the unconscious man next to her had woken up.

"Hey, come here!"

The sudden male voice made Qiao Nianxi tremble, and then turned around.

For Qiao Nianxi, who was voice-controlled, this sound was simply irresistible, and he didn't even want to turn around and look in the direction of the sound, and when he touched that face, he felt a tremor again, and almost suffocated!

This man is about twenty years old, with a phantom purple robe, black as a black gold crown, and the gold crown is inlaid with purple gems, shining under his eyes, and his facial features are delicate and picturesque, especially those deep eyes, which are as cold as a pool of clear water, but they almost suck people in, they are not too good-looking!

The most important thing in the army is men, especially handsome men, but Qiao Nianxi has been in the army for more than ten years, and those so-called handsome guys, in front of this man, were instantly turned into slag!

"Call you over, what are you doing!"

The man couldn't help frowning when he saw that Qiao Nianxi had been staring at him and his saliva was about to run down.

The magnetic cold drink made Qiao Nianxi come back to his senses in an instant, and turned his face to look at him with disdain, his face darkened.

"What a roar, what a roar! I haven't settled the account with you just now, but you have ordered your aunt and grandmother!"

Qiao Nianxi turned her face to the man and replied, reining in the nymphomaniac expression just now, and there was a little more deterrence in her clear eyes.