The walls are white, the light-colored curtains sway gently in the wind, and the wooden bedside table sits with fruit baskets.

The girl on the bed frowned, as if she was experiencing a terrible nightmare.

"Xu Ming!"

The girl's sharp voice echoed in the ward, and Xu Qingya woke up suddenly.

Straightening up and sitting up, Xu Qingya rubbed her temples, and the chaotic memories made her eyes a little confused.

"Am I Xu Jing or Xu Qingya?"

Her memory is mixed with the memory fragments of a girl of the same age named Xu Jing who committed suicide by jumping into the river, and the memories of her childhood have inexplicably become a little blurred.

It took about five minutes for her to sort out her experience.

sent the documents back to the Xu family, not only did he not get the reward, but he was brutally killed by the head of the Xu family.

For some reason, after her death, her consciousness shifted to this girl named Xu Jing.

Perhaps, God felt that she Xu Qingya's death was unjust, and gave her a chance to take revenge.

His gaze subconsciously swept over the ward, and suddenly stopped on the back of his right hand.

The back of the hand was stamped with a flat, circular mark, and the lines on it were more familiar to her.

It is the relics of the parents, the lines on the pitch-black sphere.

"Because of you......" Xu Qingya's eyes fell, muttering to herself, gently stroking the imprint.

"Are you awake?"

The door to the ward was opened, and a middle-aged uncle in a cheap shirt walked in with a steaming boxed lunch.

"Thank you for saving me." Xu Qingya's voice was a little weak, she knew that if she didn't have this uncle, she might have to usher in a second death in a short time.

Putting down the lunch box, the uncle seemed to be afraid of stimulating the fragile psychology of the suicidal girl, so he tried to slow down his speech, and his voice was gentle: "Hungry, come and eat something." ”

He deliberately did not mention the girl's suicide, and only treated her as an ordinary patient.

"The doctor said you have to stay in the hospital for a few days, can you tell me your name?"

Xu Qingya was silent for a moment, and her voice was inaudible: "Xu Jing." ”

The girl who committed suicide is an introvert, and she needs to put herself in this role next.

The fact that Xu Jing has become Xu Qingya will become an eternal secret buried in her heart.

Fortunately, Xu Jing was born in an orphanage, otherwise she was really afraid that her pretense would be seen through by people she knew before.

In order to make a living, the predecessor entered a red light district to work, and on the eve of the suicide, she was notified by the store and forced her to accompany customers on the second night.

She would lose her job if she didn't accompany her clients, but she didn't want to be a dusty woman, and then she thought that she owed usury to certain groups, and felt that her future was bleak, so she simply died.

"Jing, you have to be as tenacious as Xiaozhu." The uncle said, opened the lunchbox, and a fragrance came to his nose.

Coo-coo.

Xu Qingya's cheeks were slightly red, and her left hand covered her lower abdomen, this body was full and hungry all year round, and the food in the lunch box was really tempting to her.

"Thank you, I will definitely repay you in the future, uncle, what do you call it?"

"My surname is Zuo, just call me Uncle Zuo." Uncle Zuo smiled and handed over the lunch box.

With her right hand raised, Xu Qingya wanted to take the lunch, but found that Uncle Zuo was frozen in place, looking at the back of her hand.

"What's wrong, Uncle Zuo?" Xu Qingya smiled reluctantly.

"Hahaha, the little girl's tattoos are weird and good-looking, Uncle Zuo also wanted to do it back then, but unfortunately he was beaten by his family." Uncle Zuo looked away and handed over the lunch box with a smile.

"Be careful, it's hot."

After comforting Xu Qingya a few more words, Uncle Zuo left the ward and walked in a hurry.

In a corner where no one goes, Uncle Zuo picked up his mobile phone and dialed out a string of numbers.

In less than ten seconds, the phone was connected, and Uncle Zuo heard the crackling keyboard sound from the opposite side, accompanied by a few women's scolding, and couldn't help but straighten his face: "Xiaoyu, you are playing a game again, and you are slacking off after only opening up the fine hole, how can you win the peak of martial arts." ”

"An, Uncle Shao, Elder Ben's strength is steadily rising, but I heard that Lord Zuo Dharma Protector has been so poor recently that he can't open the pot, if you want money, Elder Ben has it."

Hearing the laughing tone on the other side, Uncle Zuo snorted coldly: "It's just that Uncle wants to experience the suffering of the world, when has there ever been a shortage of money, money, for Uncle, it's just a number." ”

"I won't talk to you poorly, Uncle is looking for you today, it's a big matter related to the Wheel Holy Sect."

Hearing Uncle Zuo's tone become serious, the voice of the keyboard on the opposite side suddenly became a lot quieter: "What's the matter, could it be that Uncle Shao has seen a certain good seedling again?" ”

"The reincarnation of His Majesty the Wheel King has been found by me."

"The Wheel King?" Xiao Yu's gaze swept over the Internet café, and the invisible momentum exploded.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, the sound of falling to the ground is endless.

The eyes of the other people in the Internet café were white, and they were stunned by her momentum.

The wheat-colored long legs were crossed on the computer desk, Xiao Yu leaned on the back of the chair, and sighed: "Uncle Shao, it's time to wake up, how can there be any reincarnation, Your Majesty the Wheel King, you would have died thousands of years ago."

Do you remember the records of reincarnation in the literature, the mind is smart, the martial arts are a little mastery, the talent is amazing, and so on.

As a matter of fact, the various reincarnations found by our Holy Sect are almost no different from ordinary people, and there are even a few stupid children.

A large amount of resources were smashed into it, and as a result, even the [Martial Force] could not be achieved.

It is precisely because the predecessors believe too much in the words that have been passed down for so many years, and they don't know whether it is true or false, and they have invested too many resources in these so-called reincarnations, that our Wheel Wheel Sect will be reduced to the level of two or three big cats and small cats today. ”

"Xiao Yu, you!" Uncle Zuo's face turned red.

He never said foul words, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "It's nonsense, it's a fart!" ”

"In the name of the Zuo Protector, I order you to come to Ping'an Prefecture City immediately to protect the safety of Her Highness the Holy Maiden!"

"What a holy woman, Elder Ben doesn't recognize it, don't forget, I am the Elder of the Wheel Holy Sect Inheritance, and I have the right to refuse the unreasonable orders of the Dharma Protector!"

"You!" Uncle Zuo was so angry that he picked up his mobile phone and was about to fall to the ground, but then he remembered that this was already the most valuable item on his body, and silently put it back to his ear.

"Uncle Shao, I know your feelings for the old protector in your heart, and I recognize every word of the old protector, but you have also found the reincarnation, how is that guy, you don't know."

Xiao Yu looked back at the Internet café surrounded by the crowd, and shook her head: "That's it, Uncle Shao, you recognize her identity as a reincarnated body, then let's make a bet."

Within three years, without the help of any resources of the Holy Sect, she will be able to break through the level of a martial artist from an ordinary person who has never learned martial arts, and I will open the Holy Sect inheritance, cultivate it with the resources of the entire Holy Sect, and also help you persuade the Right Protector and the remaining three elders to teach him together.

Uncle Shao should know that the rest of the Holy Sect's heritage can't afford to toss. ”

After waiting for about a minute, Uncle Zuo looked at the hospital not far away: "Okay, the three-year appointment is so decided!" ”

Hanging up the phone, Uncle Zuo strode back to the hospital.

"Old Dharma Protector, what you believe, I will unswervingly believe."