In an unnamed tavern in Qinghai City, a young man in a white robe held a wine jug in his hand, desperately pouring wine into his mouth, looking very embarrassed.

With a full burp, his eyes were foggy, and his face was already slightly red, he took out a few copper plates from his waist, carried the wine in the pot that he had not yet drunk, and walked out of the nameless tavern.

Along the way, pedestrians avoided him, and some of them talked about him.

"Isn't this the genius boy of the Prime Minister's Mansion?" someone on the side recognized it and said cautiously.

A middle-aged man with an obscene appearance on the side said disdainfully: "Genius boy? ”

He didn't speak very loudly, but the boy could hear it clearly, and even if he was paralyzed by alcohol, he would still pay attention to what he was talking about.

Shaking his head, he laughed at himself in his heart: "It's been three years, haven't you come out yet?"

So, he poured another sip of wine into his mouth.

The discussion began again, the man looked at the young man, and said with a look of disbelief: "Impossible, I heard that he was famous three years ago, but during this time, I went to participate in the family trial, and I didn't hear any rumors after I came back?"

The obscene middle-aged man replied: "Yes, it was three years ago, but then the Prime Minister's Mansion was attacked, and the assassin happened to enter his room, although he was a genius, but where could he be the enemy at that time, so he was broken dantian, and he was about to die, if it wasn't for his second brother, that is, General Lin saved his life, he would have died a long time ago, and since that incident, he has become a waste." ”

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"I see, it seems that the fall of a generation of geniuses has hit him quite hard. ”

"That's not it, if it were me, I would have died a long time ago, let's go, cultivate hard, don't worry about it, he is the prime minister's youngest son, no matter what, he will live better than you. ”

"Yes. ”

And the young man had long left the sight of these two people, and when he saw the Prime Minister's Mansion in front of him, he fell into deep thought.

In fact, he is no longer the son of the General's Mansion, as early as three days ago, his father had already given up on him, all because of this annual Junhou Contest and his eldest brother.

Speaking of this Junhou Competition, it is the annual martial arts competition of Qingxuan Kingdom, a competition in which young talents among the nobles participate, presided over by the royal family, and he, as the son of the martial minister, is naturally more and more disappointing year by year.

So, three days ago, his father, Lin Chuan, decided to marry his fiancée directly to his eldest brother.

Although he has no choice, he also has arrogance, although this fiancée has never met, but not everything he can endure.

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After a big quarrel, he realized that all this involved some interests, interests that had to be exchanged, and he was a waster, even if he was arrogant, what could he do?

Why should waste materials be arrogant!

In the end, he gave up his identity in the Lin family, but this time he was serious, from now on, he was himself, and he was no different from the same kind of people as civilians.

Late at night, the moonlight hung high in the air, and in the middle of the alley where no one was around, the boy clutched the wine jug and lay on the ground, preparing to lie down.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and his sleepiness vanished, replaced by a hostile look in his eyes.

Four men dressed in black raised daggers in their hands and slaughtered him.

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"The people of the Blood Killing Sect!" he exclaimed, he had not heard of this Blood Killing Sect, it was a sect of a killer organization, and the biggest feature was that he liked to use a dagger to kill people, but what he couldn't figure out was who sent these four people to ask for his life, since he used four killers of the eighth level of the martial qi realm to deal with him.

According to the division of the realm of the martial artist, it is divided into martial qi, Xuanling, Didan, Tianluo, and Shengzun, and each great realm is divided into one to nine, and he has not heard of a realm that is higher than that of the saint.

When his strength was still alive at that time, he was only the seventh level of the martial qi realm, even if he had the strength he had now, the gap between each of them was very large, and it was impossible for him to win, let alone his own powerless now.

Here it comes!

But it was too fast for him to dodge, and a dagger stabbed him in the heart, and then another man quickly swiped his neck.

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Blood-red blood was dripping, and he covered his chest and neck, then lay on the ground as expected, closing his eyes.

"Is it done? The employer said that he had to keep the whole body and take him back, and the man said that he wanted it. The lead assassin said.

"Good. One of the shortest replied, taking out the black sack from the spatial ring, and the four of them skillfully placed the body inside.

didn't know that the boy in the sack still had a trace of breath.

At this time, all the things that happened in this life appeared in his mind, and then he clearly understood that this was what people call a return to the light.

His father gave birth to a sister and three of their brothers with a woman from another country, and he was very much loved at that time, but the good times did not last long, and his mother was seriously ill and was treated in another country, and I heard that it would be fine next year, but nothing was in sight.

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At the age of seven, he was already a martial artist, and at that time, he was the one who could hold his head up the most, so he developed an arrogant and domineering character.

In the future, it was probably like this, when he was fifteen years old, he was abolished dantian, unable to cultivate, and gave up on himself, and in the end, even his brothers in the side line were ashamed of him.

His mind began to grow, and finally, the images overlapped, and from his memory to the present, suddenly, he felt more aggrieved than he had ever felt before.

"What do people live for, what do I pursue, and in the end it is not a handful of loess. ”

Just as the thought came to him, another memory popped into his head.

"What is this?"

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The miraculous thing that happened to his body was that the broken dantian, which had been broken and could not be worsened, actually began to recover again, reabsorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

But he didn't notice all this, and what was even more amazing was that the injuries on his body were recovering at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

If anyone sees it, they can't believe it's real.

The other memories, when poured in, the boy suddenly smiled evilly.

The sudden cold light made the four of them shudder.

"Boss, why do I feel a little cold?" said the dwarf killer.

The burly killer also shuddered a little and said: "It's almost autumn in a few days, it should be this reason, let's not think about it, let's quickly bring the dead back to receive the reward." ”