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The door of an old mansion in Area D of Dark Snow City is closed, with unevenly distributed dust attached to it, and a handprint on the left door is particularly conspicuous.

Inside the house, there are slight cracks in the walls, and the ground is overgrown with weeds, which is almost half a meter high.

Three cardboard boxes were neatly arranged on one side of the courtyard, and the broom was lying on the ground at random, and next to it was a pale young man with a melancholy look on his face, and seven or eight wet mud eggs near the corners of his eyes.

Suddenly, a black vortex appeared above the boy, and an invisible force tore through the clothes on the back of the boy's chest. A drop of brilliantly colored medicinal blood flew out of the black hole, paused in mid-air for a few seconds, and dripped down on the back of the boy's chest.

The medicinal blood easily seeped into the boy's body, and almost instantaneously repaired the cracked heart. At the same time, the blood of the medicine is divided into a little shimmer, which drives the blood that has begun to lose temperature to flow again.

Plop, plop, the heart makes a powerful beating sound, and apparently the body has come to life.

During this period, the glimmer of light in the blood passes through the heart, stays in the heart like a spirit, and gradually the glimmer of light condenses into medicinal blood and reshapes.

The young man's eyelids twitched a few times, his pale eyebrows twisted into a ball, and a moaning sound came out of his mouth, "Hmm! ”

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked around warily. One hand is behind the back of the body, with two of the fingers upright. The left foot supports the ground, and the right foot and even the right leg are tightly tensed, and you can attack at will.

"Where is this?" When the boy found that there were no enemies, he looked blankly at the unfamiliar environment.

For a while, the young man was a little relieved, and the last fragment of his memory was in the alchemy furnace, and he was about to be trained by Jiang Boya into adult medicine.

How did you end up in such a place now?

"Cough" The young man coughed violently, and black blood spurted out of his mouth. Before he could react, a sharp pain exploded in his head.

Strange memory fragments hit the depths of his soul like a tidal wave, and the originally intact soul seemed to be pierced by thousands of sharp needles, and something took the opportunity to mix into it, filling it unreasonably and fused into the soul full of holes.

The pain made his face pale again, his body continued to sweat, and the green tendons under his skin burst out, making him look very hideous.

He gritted his teeth and wanted to suffer it in silence.

But all this was too painful, and in less than a moment, he couldn't bear it anymore, his consciousness was broken, and he completely fainted.

After a long time, his eyes were opened, but they were hollow and unfocused.

Jingle bell ~ jingle bell ~

The bell gradually awakened the boy's faint consciousness, and he habitually muttered, "Answer." ”

A translucent virtual light curtain appeared in the center of his vision, fifteen or sixteen inches in size, with several action buttons on the right edge, and the rest was filled with sky blue.

The sky blue part flashed, and the face of a white-haired teenager suddenly appeared, and it crowded the virtual light curtain. He was startled when he saw the huddled face, but his face remained the same.

The white-haired boy in the light curtain saw the dust, sweat, and black blood on Feng Qiu's face. The white-haired young man frowned, his eyes flashed with a hint of anger, but he said jokingly, "Lao Qiu, shouldn't those guys be greedy enough and still want your old mansion?" If so, tell my brother, and my brother will go and kill them. ”

Feng Qiu glanced at the white-haired boy in surprise, and after making sure that the two didn't know each other, he had some doubts in his heart, how could the white-haired boy be so familiar with him?

I want to say no outright.

However, with this answer in mind, Feng Qiu opened his mouth and said, "Don't make trouble!" It's just that something went wrong in cultivation. Bai Qi, what are you looking for me? ”

"I almost forgot, your one-year vacation is almost over, go back to the academy early! As long as you are admitted to the inner courtyard as soon as possible, after graduating from the inner courtyard, the third-rate family will be a little jealous of you and attach a few points to it, and you still want to regain those family properties at that time, it will be easier. Bai Qi dissipated the anger in his eyes and reminded.

"I have my own measure in this matter, let's talk about it next time." Feng Qiu obediently read the answer that came to mind, and after speaking, he turned off the communication with his hand, and looked at the pure white ring machine fixed on his left wrist.

The machines are not connected, some resemble headbands, disconnected by a centimeter on the inside of the arm. The disconnected ends are flat and have a very small black display.

"It's ...... Similar to a personal terminal in the comics?! Feng Qiu fumbled a few times, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

Academy? Bai Qi? Personal terminals? He sat casually on the floor and sorted out the scattered memories in his mind.

On the other side, at Bai Qi's house, Bai Qi looked at the end of the call on the light screen, and touched his nose helplessly for Feng Qiu's sudden act of turning off the communication, and smiled bitterly.

"It seems that Lao Qiu is fine, and he cheered up a little, don't let me down! After all, we ......" Bai Qi's voice in the second half was faint, turning her head slightly to the left, and her purple pupils reflected the photo on the corner of the table, which was a group photo of three children standing together in a sea of colorful flowers.

"Xiaobai, come out for dinner!" A woman's kind voice came from outside the door.

"Hey, here we are." Bai Qi fiddled with the photo frame, and walked towards the door with a warm smile on his face.

……

"Re-energized?" Feng Qiu preliminarily sorted out his memories and exclaimed.

Fengqiu, the name of the third world has not changed. The first life of Fengqiu is a famous otaku, who accidentally traveled to the other world to open the second life, and after dying again, he came to this world again.

In this life, due to the early death of his parents, he left a number of family properties, and there was no one to trust, so he had to take a break from school to take care of it himself.

Originally, the business was not bad, but unfortunately three days ago, the predecessor accidentally offended Ling Yunsheng, the third young man of the Ling family, and then failed in the mall several times, and finally most of the family property was taken away.

In my previous life, I was haunted by this, and there was always a depression in my heart. While cleaning the old house, the predecessor was depressed and touched his heart and died.

Later, he entered the body in a daze.

And Bai Qi, who had just corresponded, was one of the few friends in his predecessor and was a genius of the Bai family.

once wanted to help the predecessor, but the predecessor took care of face and refused Bai Qi's help many times. Bai Qi didn't get angry because of the predecessor's refusal, and often persuaded the predecessor to cultivate hard, and if the cultivation became strong, there would be anything.

It's a pity that the effect is very small, the predecessor is a dead brain, has been obsessed with the mall, neglected to cultivate.

"Anyway, thank you in advance, predecessor." Feng Qiu smiled bitterly, he was not qualified to say anything to his predecessor. Came to the mirror and solemnly bowed and apologized, "And I'm sorry, I inadvertently took away your body." ”

He remained in a bowed position for a long time before he straightened up again and wiped the dust off the mirror.

Looking at the slightly immature face reflected in the mirror, Feng Qiu's pupils suddenly constricted, and his voice was a little distorted, "How is this possible?" ”

Not only is the name the same as his, but even the appearance that appears in the mirror is exactly the same. The only thing that's a little different is that this face is a little immature.

'Snatching the house' Feng Qiu is acceptable, there are countless rumors about the seizure of the house in the two lives, and there is nothing to doubt.

But is the current situation just a coincidence?

Suddenly, a scene flashed in his mind, being in Jiang Boya's alchemy furnace, being trained into a drop of medicinal blood.

After that, the thunder tribulation came, and the power was extremely powerful, and Jiang Boya fainted before he could survive the early stage.

In the end, the defenseless alchemy furnace exploded, and the space was blown out of dense cracks. That drop of blood was sucked in by the spatial rift, drifted into this world, and then merged into the body of the predecessor.

He felt the chill in his back of his chest, touched his chest, and his heart was beating strongly. His eyes stayed on the black blood on the ground for a moment, and he checked his body by checking his pulse, and many hidden diseases of martial arts practice disappeared.

"It was the drop of medicinal blood that found this body. Forget it, I don't have the strength to find out what is involved in it for the time being, so I don't want to. Feng Qiu's eyes shimmered, "Don't worry about your body at the moment, but the situation in this life is not optimistic." ”

It is difficult for ordinary people to leave a dark disease in the heart when they practice martial arts, let alone the predecessor who neglects to practice martial arts. As expected, it was Ling Yunsheng or his subordinates who did the black thing.

When Ling Yunsheng learned that he was not dead, he would definitely send his men to take action against him.

Resting on the status quo will only kill. There is basically no possibility of reconciliation in this feud, at least not now, and not in the short future.

You can't tell the Ling family that you were reborn, and the grievances between your predecessor and Ling Yunsheng have nothing to do with him!

In that case, the Ling family would either treat themselves as fools and kill them secretly. Either find a strong person to study the secret of rebirth, and in the end it will not end well.

According to memory, Kaede Qiu has a general understanding of the system of this world.

This is the world after the end of the world 50,000 years after the end of the world, and the continent is called the Yuanmo Continent. There is a completely different cultivation system from the previous life, and a technology that is different from the direction of the earth.

The technology of the Moyuan Continent is not pure technology, but a new technology born by combining with various cultivation civilizations.

Among them, the personal terminal on the wrist is the product of the combination of technology and a variety of cultivation civilizations.

In terms of time, it is not too different from the first life, and the language is different from the previous two lives.

Feng Qiu shook his head, these are not the point.

According to the memory of his predecessor, he carefully explored the talent of cultivating terrifying martial arts, and it was only a middle-class talent.

After learning the result, Feng Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, and then let out a light sigh.

The expectations were too high, and the medicinal blood did not change the talent.

A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Feng Qiu's mouth, counting this life, he was already a human being in the third life.

Could it be that relying on the memory of the third life and the talent of this life, can't you live a good life?