Joradan crossed.

Maybe the name is too coquettish, or maybe the death is too high-profile, and after the glory, Joladan just crossed over.

Let's start with the previous life.

To paraphrase the line of a drama god, "My grandfather was brutally killed by devils when he was nine years old".

All right.

It seems like a bit of a stretch to say that.

However, Joraldan's grandfather was indeed killed by the little devil, and even Joladan and his son almost died, of course, just almost, otherwise, there would be no Joraldan.

In other words, this Daddy Qiao, who lost his father when he was young, gritted his teeth with hatred for the little devil.

Thereupon.

Joladan has been instilled with the idea that little devils are fucking beasts since he was a child, so naturally he doesn't have a good impression of little devils.

School.

Graduate.

Job.

Life is just like that, there is nothing thrilling, but it is better than dull.

But.

This blandness was broken on Joradan's fortieth birthday.

broke the adultery between his daughter-in-law and his boss, Joradan was furious, and what made him even more angry was that this boss was a little devil, well, a Japanese company!

One Buddha went out of the body and two Buddhas ascended to heaven and stabbed this dog to death!

If you kill someone, what should you do, run away!

Fortunately, Joladan lives in a coastal city, and when he was a child, he also fished with his father, and the boat was very slippery.

Fleeing back to his hometown overnight, dragging out the rotten boat in the warehouse, and taking some supplies with him, Joradan fled in a boat that lasted more than two months in the sea.

's life was saved, but what made Joradan depressed was that this escape actually ran to the territory of the little devil.

No passport.

No identity.

There is also no money.

The whole child, Joradan who has no products, is just struggling to survive on the island country, and it is also thanks to his Lao Tzu who learned the devil's words from him, plus he has helped his daughter-in-law who works in a Japanese company to deal with documents, and he is very proficient in Japanese, and he will not be found if he is mixed with little words and many words.

year.

year.

Another year.

Rage, still.

On this day, something happened!

The little devil wants to visit a certain shrine, which makes Jordan angry.

Thinking of Lao Tzu's father's earnest teachings in his ears, thinking of the woman who was pressed under him by the little devil, and then looking at the life he is living now that is not as good as pigs and dogs, in a fit of anger, Joladan acted.

Homemade glorious bullets, a whole pile, the knife opened the stomach, stuffed inside, Joradan mixed in the crowd, rushed out.

Ignition!

Rumble!

A mess, a corpse, as for a certain shrine, it was directly blown up, and the rows of spiritual positions inside were shattered and rotten.

Far away in China, the whole country celebrates.

The glorious Joradan has crossed.

The past life is over, let's talk about this life.

Roar Roar Roar ......

When Joradan awoke from his coma, the first thing he heard was the thunderous roar of the beast.

Then, the conversation rang out.

"Master, the third junior brother is dead, leave him alone!"

"Yes, master, let's run for our lives first, and when we have a chance in the future, we will come back to get the bones of the third junior brother!"

Three junior brothers?

Nima!

Joradan reacted, wasn't he talking about himself?

Bastard, I'm not dead yet!

I wanted to struggle to get up and yell, "I think I can still save it." ”

How.

The injuries on his body were so serious that he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

There was a sharp pain in his abdomen, and the world swirled, and Joradan passed out again.

Before dusk.

An angry voice sounded: "You two stupid, which eye saw that Weishi was saving him? Weishi just wanted to arrange a magic circle on him, and when the brute beast came to eat him, boom...... , got it, hurry up!"

Nima!

Master is not a good bird either!

Looks like it's glorious again!

Thinking so, Joraldan passed out.

......

The sky is spinning.

The ground is turning.

Joradan, wake up.

"Not dead?"

"Ha, Lao Tzu is blessed with a great life, and he didn't die!"

"Phew!"

The sharp pain in his abdomen made Joradan gasp.

Look into your abdomen.

"it!"

Confused.

Abdomen, a big hole, the boss boss a hole, through the hole, you can see the rotten ground soaked in blood.

It's weird, isn't it?

No!

And that's not even the weirdest of all.

What's even more weird is that at this moment, a small tripod blooming with colorful glow is going around in this big hole, as if looking for something.

"What's going on?"

After living for most of his life, it was the first time that Joradan had seen such a strange situation.

The stomach is blown up, and it's still alive?

Not only does a small tripod glow, but it also moves on its own?

What the is this place?

The thought had just arisen.

Rumble!

In his mind, it seemed that a floodgate had been opened, and the flood of memories swept away, and poor Joradan fainted again.

"Nima, the coma is coming. ”

......

I don't know how long it took.

Joradan, woke up again.

The head, heavy, because there are a lot more things.

"Ladanzi? I wiped it, why did you have such a garbage road number?"

"Well, by the way, this number is not bad, it's the same as Lao Tzu's name, is this fate?"

"Yes, yes, that old boy is a bit of a level!"

"By the way, what the hell is going on?"

With the help of the extra memories in his mind, Joradan has understood the world he is in, this is a world of cultivation, there are man-eating demons, demons who want to kill, there are mysterious Taos, there are ascetic Buddhas, etc., etc., a very magical world, a very powerful world.

But.

None of that matters.

Importantly......

"Damn, my stomach is alright?"

Before he fell into a coma, he remembered that his stomach had been blown out of a big hole, but he didn't think about it, and when he woke up, his stomach was actually better, and there was not even a scar.

"By the way, what about Xiao Ding?"

I searched left and right, but I didn't find the little ding.

"Strange. ”

Scratching his scalp, Joradan sat there in a daze.

Grunt......

Hungry.

"No, don't cultivators skip food, how can they be hungry?"

According to the extra memories in his mind, Qiao Ladan clearly knew that those cultivators, in order to avoid impurities and filth, have always refrained from eating mundane things, and the low-level monks are all maintained by Bigu Dan, and those high-level monks have reached the point of devouring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nourish themselves, and they don't need to eat at all.

But.

Right now.

Unfortunately.

Hungry......

Eat when you are hungry, this is the most universal truth.

Turning his head, Joradan smiled and walked towards a giant beast lying not far away.

"I'll go, it's really a strange beast, by the way, what's it called, let me think about it, well, I remembered, Qinglei White-eyed Tiger!"

"I didn't expect it, my old Qiao has lived for most of his life, and he even has a day to eat this delicacies of the mountains and seas, cool!"

Picking up a short sword on the ground, Joradan began to peel and cut the flesh, preparing to roast the tiger.