In the next few days, Jun Xie still didn't go out, he went straight to the library as soon as he got up in the morning, and then stayed for a day, without exception, all the books he had read, Old Man Jun would move them all over as usual, and analyze them again, and then shake his head, nod, sigh, exhale, confused, surprised, and his expression was still useless......

In addition, the subordinates of the Jun family discovered that this little young master had another strange hobby: during the day, he just got into the library and couldn't come out, but at night he liked to sit in the courtyard, where it was darkest and there was no light...... Is...... Evil!

However, the servant didn't care very much, compared to what this young master did before, it was much better now!

This night, Jun Xie sat under a flower tree again, enjoying the thick night of reaching out and not seeing his fingers, and a feeling of security suddenly rose in his heart. Yes, it is safe! For Jun Xie, the king of killers who once dominated the world, the safest thing is the dark night! Only Ye Sè is the best and most reliable partner of Jun Xie in his previous life!

Looking up at the starry sky, Jun Xie suddenly had a subtle feeling that he was dreaming. These few people have read a large number of books related to this world in general, and more or less understand the situation on this continent, but the more they understand, the more confused they become.

If it weren't for the clear records in black and white, Jun Xie would almost have thought that he had traveled back to ancient Chinese society, too similar! The same skin, the same accent, the same culture, and the same costumes in China's most powerful Tang and Song dynasties......

Jun Xie groaned, stuck his head between his legs, hugged the back of his head tightly with both hands, and thought bitterly: Why? Why is it not a certain era in ancient China? If so, how many advantageous resources should I have? Even if I don't take the initiative to change the course of history, I can still use this prophetic ability to survive historical events and avoid evil!

Xuanxuan Continent, what the hell is this place? Gold and Silver Xuandi Xuantian Xuan...... Xuanqi ...... Why isn't it the skill of the family?

The only thing that is the same, perhaps only the eternal rì moon, and the gentle mist of the night, can give Jun Xie some familiar feelings of still being in the homeland of China!

Jun's evil face was like a cold hard stone, and the muscles on his cheeks bulged out in pain, and he had the urge to point at the sky and scold!

Suddenly, at this moment, due to the extreme excitement of Jun Xie's emotions, he suddenly felt a sharp headache, even with Jun Xie's unimaginable endurance, he suddenly couldn't bear it, he snorted, and he was lightheaded for a while, and then, he suddenly felt the world spinning......

From the eyes, it seems that the whole world is spinning violently, and even the misty night seems to have turned into a frenzied discrete mist, and the whole world suddenly becomes so illusory and unreal......

Jun Xie gasped in pain, gritted his teeth, his lips were soaked in blood, and his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, but he held back and didn't let himself make that scared sound.

When I come to this world alone, all the pain should be borne by myself! In this strange place, I can't rely on anyone! I won't rely on anyone!

Kill, kill

Jun Evil God thought dimly, and seemed to feel that a little distant light suddenly appeared in his mind, the light seemed to be far away, but it was slowly approaching, getting closer and closer, brighter and brighter, bigger and bigger, and clearer and clearer, and finally turned into a colorful colorful pagoda, which kept rotating in his mind, and every time it rotated, it swept out a misty and holy white light.

Every time you spin, you have to bring great pain to Jun Evil that is equivalent to the reincarnation of the eighteen layers of hell!

The body has long been numb, the limbs have long been paralyzed, and the consciousness has slowly begun to blur, only Jun Xie's eyes have become blood-red, staring at this day, staring at this land, staring at this strange world, not for a moment......

I don't know how long it took, a cold wind blew, and Jun Xie suddenly felt cold.

The early autumn nights were still a little cold. Jun Xie thought in his heart, and suddenly woke up: I feel cold, that is, I have a feeling, I am not already ...... stood up suddenly, only to realize that the cold sweat on his body had soaked the clothes on his body several times, and he was wet and uncomfortable.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a new strange feeling.

I woke up on Jun Moxie's body, inherited this ownerless body, or it can be said to be a kind of crossing and soul possession, Jun Xie is just Jun Xie, and after this painful experience, he is really fused with this body, and Jun Xie has truly become Jun Moxie, the real master of this body!

I couldn't care about tidying up the mess on my body anymore, the first thing Jun Xie did was to sit cross-legged, close his eyes, and sink his consciousness into the sea of thoughts, and carefully understand something. The previous great pain, Jun Xie already knew, it was completely the ghost of the small tower that had been integrated into his body, so Jun Xie concluded that there must be something strange about the small tower, if it was just a simple fusion of the body, it would not have such a painful experience, there must be more weird, this small tower is almost the only reason for the existence of Jun Xie, if you don't understand this matter, I'm afraid Jun Xie will never be reconciled.

Jun Xie clearly felt that in his own consciousness, he actually saw a small pagoda with a beautiful shape and colorful streamers, suspended above his sea of consciousness, slowly rotating, Jun Xie clearly felt that every time the small tower rotated, it was the qi and blood of his body flowing clockwise, and the cycle was endless......

What is going on? Jun Xie looked at the small tower in disbelief, this thing was really something completely beyond common sense, and it made Jun Xie, a solid atheist, fall into a kind of sincere confusion.

I don't know if I can take a closer look? Jun Xie just thought like this, and suddenly found that the small tower seemed to be slowly getting bigger, and then the door of the first floor at the bottom suddenly opened, and a thick white mist rushed out, and in an instant, Jun Xie's entire consciousness was filled with this white mist, and the white mist was so thick that it almost became substantial, Jun Xie took a deep breath, and suddenly felt comfortable all over his body, indescribably comfortable, and even his soul had a happy feeling of wanting to sing......

Jun Xie You looked around, only to find that he didn't know when, he had come to the front of the tower gate, and above his head, three looming ancient characters: Hongjun Tower!

Jun Xie walked in, it was empty, only the white mist like a substance, suddenly the white mist rolled up, and slowly showed two lines of big characters: Linglong Nine-story Tower, the first skill in eternity!

Then the white mist rolled more eagerly, and suddenly a hazy mantra appeared in Jun Xie's consciousness, Jun Xie was just stunned, and suddenly countless characters and graphics spun violently in front of him, and then a brain was like cramming into his consciousness, like a speeding train, suddenly rushing into a small thatched hut! Moreover, there was no movement after rushing in......

Suddenly, Jun Xie couldn't help but feel dizzy, his head seemed to explode, and he fell to the ground.

When I opened my eyes, I found that I was still lying on the wet and cold ground before, but a cultivation method clearly appeared in my mind, and with it, there was also a diagram of the human body's wiring, as well as a humanoid movement......

"Open Heaven Creation Gong!" Jun Xie muttered, a jīng light flashed in his eyes, and his fists couldn't help but clench tightly!

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