Chapter 2: The New World

In a daze, Wang Huan felt something hit his head.

opened his eyes and touched the smashed place with his hand, a sticky feeling suddenly made him a little uncomfortable, wiped it hard, and took it to his eyes and looked: "Damn, bird!!"

"Uncle Bird, aren't you 'I plugged the gang door', how can you still......" Cursing angrily, Wang Huan began to look around.

It's a forest, full of big trees like two people hugging each other, green grass, and blue sky. At this moment, Wang Huan was lying under a big tree, and somehow he was wearing a coarse cloth suit, which did not match the casual suit he was used to.

The mind is cloudy, the scenery is good, but he is not in the mood to appreciate it.

What exactly is this place?

This question immediately came out of his mind, and he recalled what the old god stick said, "With a wave of his hand, the old man can take you to another world." "Am I no longer here?

Wang Huan, 17 years old, is in the mood for love, in addition to fighting, he also likes to watch some hooligan movies by the way, of course, as a new socialist youth, knowledge is indispensable, so on the basis of these, he often reads some fantasy, Xianxia and other novels, in order to enrich his knowledge.

There is some involvement in the current crossing stream, so Wang Huan was only stunned after facing this sudden change, but he didn't panic.

Although he was a thug on Earth who did not learn and did not know how to cross, he once fantasized about crossing, but once he really crossed, he was at a loss, and a feeling of helplessness arose.

Being at a loss can't solve the problem, Wang Huan has always been a lively character, after figuring it out, his face showed a trace of perseverance, and his fists tightened, "Parents, children can't be filial to you two, all this burden, just hand it over to my brother, in the future, I will master the Taixu Wheel, and I will go back and give you fragrant food and spicy drink." ”

Talking to himself, it can be regarded as a better reason for himself to leave the earth.

After his mood stabilized, Wang Huan looked at the slightly weird coarse cloth clothes, and then moved his body numbly, nodded, and said suspiciously: That old god stick sponsored me with a set of coarse cloth clothes, where did I go?

He naturally didn't know that the old man had disappeared between heaven and earth, but he met some master who brought him to this world, and then left alone.

I touched my chest, I was satisfied if I didn't miss arms and legs, and I still wanted to do so much, the only regret is that my first love will be cheaper in the future.

The hand touched the chest, but there was a feeling of hardness.

"Huh!" stretched out his hand, touched his arms, and a yellow silk cloth booklet was tremblingly poked out by him, which was given to him by the old man before leaving, saying that if you practice the things above, you can go to heaven and earth.

"The Soul Canon", although the four big characters that are scribbled but can barely be recognized, suddenly stabbed Wang Huan's eyes slightly, and secretly said in his heart: The name is enough to rub the cow, but I don't know what the content of the road is.

Thinking like this, his right hand unconsciously opened the cover.

"The Soul Ritual is divided into six forms: the first style: hook the soul and trace it, know the other and know the ......"

Casually glancing at those dense mantras, Wang Huan glanced at it, and flipped it directly backwards, "Second style: Boundless, knowing the heavens and the earth......"

Skim over the content again and continue flipping.

Looking at the booklet in a daze, Wang Huan's mouth opened, and then closed it. "There are six styles in total, and you only give me two styles, how can I mix?"

scolded angrily in his heart, and Wang Huan's little heart was a little excited.

In his impression, those pig's feet are all blessed with **, or have some kind of bull fork to the extreme teacher, but he, just a "Soul Canon", or a fragment, if it is a complete book of six styles, it will be enough, but this is only given to two, which makes him want to dominate the other world.

"Roar!!"

When he was unhappy in his heart, a beast roar interrupted his thoughts.

It can't really be otherworldly. This kind of beast roar, he has never heard it on earth, even in the forest, it will not be so easy to appear, but in this place, only how long to stay, he heard the beast roar.

Raising his eyes and looking at the big tree beside him, Wang Huan didn't say a word, and ran directly towards the tree.

Ordinary beasts can't climb trees, and besides, it is such a big tree more than ten meters high, Wang Huan is confident that as long as he hides himself through the leaves, he will definitely be able to escape this catastrophe.

"Drink! Beast, die!"

Not far away, the sound of a fierce fight came into my ears. Wang Huan climbed as high as he could, and when he saw that it was two young men and a woman, they were fighting with an animal that looked like a tiger. Listening to their voices, it was obviously not Mandarin, but Wang Huan could understand it, and in his mind, he was very familiar with this language.

What's going on?

There is no time to delve into it, this is the first human being that Wang Huan has seen in this world, he made up his mind to pay attention, no matter what, he must go out to the human society first, otherwise, in this forest, not to mention being eaten by this fierce beast, just his own rumbling belly, he will not agree.

The battle lasted not long, Wang Huan saw that the big tiger was dying, and no longer waited, he came down from the tree and walked cautiously towards the three people.

"Sister Xiaofei, if you kill this fourth-order Iron Thorn Tiger this time, our spirit stone will fall this month. Hey, hey!"

Behind the girl, a yellow-faced and thin-skinned teenager quickly harvested the fallen Iron Thorn Tiger and said with a smile.

"Qin Zhi, don't be skinny, hurry up and put the corpse away. ”

Liao Xiaofei scolded with a smile, and suddenly, her face turned pale, and she shouted behind her: "Who?"

Wang Huan walked out from behind a big tree, scratched his head, tried hard to conceive of words, and said, "The three of you are disturbed, the kid is lost in this forest." If you want to trouble the three of you to take me out with you, can you? ”

As soon as these words came out, Wang Huan was immediately shocked, what he just said was by no means the language of the earth, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he actually spoke fluent alien language.

The three of them were not very old, the woman in the middle was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the young man who was about to dig out the beast core on the side was dressed in cyan clothes, and his slightly immature face showed a sense of pride. The other was a burly man in a short shirt and held a goose feather knife.

Wang Huan looked at the girl in the middle fixedly, dressed in a pink tight-fitting suit, with fair skin, looking like a fairy, and a pair of jade legs were extremely slender, under the outline of the pink tight-fitting suit, it looked infinitely wonderful. I'm going to drool.

In my heart, I slapped myself hard when I saw a beautiful woman, and I slapped him the behavior that he couldn't restrain himself, but people were able to kill this big tiger, and now there are people who ask for it, and the image of the pervert must be suffocated. Hold on.

The three of them glanced at the young man in coarse cloth clothes, but the other party's flushed face made the three of them frown, and the other two teenagers moved their eyes to the girl in the middle.

Forcibly restraining his impulsive emotions, and looking at the eyes of the two men, Wang Huan immediately understood that it was the goddess in the middle who was in charge here.

"Woman, at first glance, you are a bodhisattva, and you will not die without help. Wang Huan pointed to the tiger corpse that fell to the ground, and said with a crying voice: "If I meet this big guy again, I will definitely be eaten by him, and you won't be so bearable to leave a helpless person." ”

At the critical moment, Wang Huan used his coquettish skills.

Although this is a society of the jungle, but people's hearts, there is always a trace of kindness, the girl looked at Wang Huan's whole body without a little spiritual power, and her sympathy suddenly flooded, and Wang Huan's sycophants were indeed well-shot, and she was a bodhisattva and a woman, which made her feel a little beautiful in her heart, bit her lower lip, and looked at the other two. "What do you think?"

Qin Zhi knew from the other party's expression that this eldest sister's head was going to be rotten again, so he shrugged his shoulders casually and said with a smile: "This is the periphery, the Iron Thorn Tiger is hanging again, I think there will be nothing that can threaten us in the short term, anyway, we will go back, saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter." ”

Before the other person had time to express his opinion, Wang Huan hurriedly said: "Xie Lu Xie! Xie Lu Xie!"

Wang Huan was quite thick-skinned, and when he saw that the other party was a little moved, he first said his words of thanks, so that the other party was embarrassed even if he wanted to regret it.

"Okay, you'll be able to follow in a minute. The girl frowned slightly, gave an order to Wang Huan, turned her head and said, "Qin Zhi, take this demon beast, let's go back." ”

"Roger!"

Wang Huan saw that Qin Zhi's hands were beating rapidly, and he took out the tiger's head with a knife, and then put it away casually, and the big tiger disappeared just now. I couldn't help but be startled and pondered for a while, this is probably the storage stuff that is often mentioned in novels?......

A group of four people, the three in front, except for a few glances at Wang Huan at the beginning, they stopped paying attention to him later, after all, they are not monks at such an old age, in their opinion, it is obvious that there will be no intersection in the future, so the three of them chatted and walked by themselves, and Wang Huan followed behind with his head down.

During this period, although he also encountered some low-level demon beasts, they were easily solved by the three of them, and Wang Huan was glad that he didn't walk around by himself, otherwise a random demon beast would have his own life. I touched the "Soul Canon" in my arms and thought in my heart, the two formulas are the two formulas, looking at so many formulas above, it is estimated that the two formulas can also gain a foothold in a small place.

Thinking like this, Wang Huan's hanging heart finally became more steady.

From the conversation between the three of them, Wang Huanzhi said that this is a forest on the periphery of the Qianyu Mountain Range, which belongs to the junction of 'Lujiao County' and 'Jinhe County'. This is a world realm full of spiritual power, and cultivators who have cultivated spiritual power are called monks.

All three of them are aiming to join the 'Red Fire Mercenary Group'.

A person like Wang Huan who has no spiritual power will not be looked down upon by them, which is why he was left behind. And these contents, Wang Huan also listened hard in the back, and only then did he know the truth.

Although others ignore themselves, Wang Huan is still quite happy to listen to this novel world and novel things in the back, the most important thing is that the back of the girl's soul makes him feel comfortable from time to time, especially the hips wrapped in the strong suit. Of course, he didn't dare to keep staring at others, if he was discovered, it was estimated that his life would be explained here.

After walking for about an hour, a small village appeared as far as Wang Huan's eyes could see.

Among the three, the girl turned around and said, "Okay, now it's out now." Let's go our separate ways. Although they kindly brought Wang Huan out, they didn't want to have too much entanglement with a person who didn't have spiritual power.

Shrugging his shoulders, Wang Huan smiled helplessly: "Xie Lu, thank you." One day, Wang Huan will definitely repay you. ”

The three of them just smiled casually, then shook off their steps and left quickly, for Wang Huan's reciprocation, they regarded it as a more harmonious wind, blowing gently, and then left it behind. From a monk's point of view, a person without spiritual power is not at their level at all, so how can they be repaid.