Darkness, darkness, endless darkness, where is this? In the midst of that endless darkness, a man wanders alone. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

What is this place, how long has it been, why am I here, and where is the end?

Huh, there was a glimmer of light from nowhere, and the man instantly became excited and moved towards the glimmer of light.

Shu Shuang, that person's first feeling is Shu Shuang, I don't know how long I wandered, and finally found myself.

But soon, the man was haunted by a feeling of discomfort. Bondage, I feel like I have been bound by something, and I can't move. What the hell happened? The man tried to open his eyes, but to no avail, his eyelids were too heavy to lift them.

Gradually, the man adapted to all kinds of oppression, and there was a strong middle-aged man's voice in his ears, slightly hoarse, but it was an urgent pleading: "Doctor Zhang, you are the most famous doctor in Tiancheng, you have saved my life more than once, is there really no way for you to save the dog this time?"

In front of the man was an old man with a fairy wind, with crane hair and a childish face, who seemed to be in his early fifties, but in fact he was more than seventy.

The old man's brows furrowed, as if he was a little embarrassed: "Young Master Tianzhui is unconscious now, just relying on the old medicine and fighting spirit to hang a breath, the old man has never seen such symptoms for many years of practicing medicine, according to the old man's opinion, Ling Gongzi is cursed." ”

The first impression of a man is that he used to be a ghost, the ghost who was exterminated by himself, and he is especially good at cursing and killing people invisibly. If it's really the revenge of the ghost, then it's going to be troublesome.

"Doctor Zhang, is it really a curse, is there any way to lift it?" The man was a little anxious, this was his own flesh and blood, and he couldn't lose it no matter what.

"This," Dr. Zhang said again, "unless,"

"Unless what? Doctor can save the dog's life? As long as he can save the dog, I'm willing to do anything. Hearing that there was a way, the man was a little excited.

"Hey..."The old man sighed, and finally said: "Unless there is the one with the Black Devil Horn, there is nothing that can be done with old age." ”

"Black Horn?" Hearing the name, the man's expression stiffened visibly. The Black Devil Horn, the organization that does everything for the purpose of bounty, as long as it gives money, is the life of its own children in its hands?

"Doctor Zhang, I don't know what that thing in your mouth is? How can you save the dog's life?" Since Dr. Zhang has no other way, it can only be like this, for the sake of the child's life, the man decided to go to the Black Devil Horn.

Doctor Zhang didn't answer immediately, and looked in the room, except for the two of them, only Tianzhui who was lying on the bed, Tianzhui's personal maid Li'er and the medicine boy beside him. Probably didn't want to have more rights and wrongs, Dr. Zhang just made a mouth shape and spit out a few words.

"What did you say?" the man read out his lips, shocked, not even using honorifics, his eyes widened, and he felt full of incredulity: "Could it be that the legend is true?"

The old man nodded slowly: "That's right, now it is probably the only one who can save Young Master Tianchui, unless there is a miracle." ”

What is a miracle? It is the hard thing that happens that is called a miracle. Can Trui'er's life only depend on miracles?

Knowing that the only way was the one in the Black Horn, the man had lost hope, maybe he really had to rely on a miracle.

"Doctor Zhang, thank you anyway, leave the rest to me. The man sent Dr. Zhang away and sighed secretly, could he only accept his fate? But there were too many unwillingness in his heart.

How did I end up like this now, a child of good nature, who never bullied even a small animal? Is it really the evil I created when I was young?

Thinking of this, the man raised his head slightly and looked out the window: "I have been sitting up straight all my life, no matter what mistakes I made when I was young, I will bear it alone, and everything will come at me, don't take my son's anger." ”

At this time, Tianzhan has already burst into tears, who said that a man with iron bones can't have a place of tenderness? At this time, how many people can bear it? It's just that if the appearance at this time is seen by former opponents or old friends, will there be some different taste?

Tian Zhan put his right hand on his chest and said in a voice that only he could hear: "Red Aya, how nice it would be if you could come to your senses." ”

"Sir, wipe your tears. A slightly thin hand stretched out, along with the handkerchief in the handkerchief.

It was only then that Tianzhan noticed his situation, and the crystal tears had already fallen all over his cheeks. Tian Zhan looked up along the outstretched hand, a thin girl came into view, her cute face was also full of tears, and Tian Zhan's gaze was more on the red eyes.

Li'er was thirteen years old, and was found by Tianzhan in a slave market, seeing that she was good-looking, but she was whipped by the previous master, a pitiful model, Tianzhan felt pity, bought her, and named her Li'er. Because it is the same age as the child Tianchui, he gave it to Tianzhui as a maid.

At this time, looking at Li'er's red eyes, Tianzhan suddenly let go of the hand holding Tianzhuo, put his hands on Li'er's shoulders, and asked in that hoarse voice: "Li'er, am I useless? I can't even protect my own son." ”

"Master," Li'er didn't know how to answer, just looked at the young master and wept alone.

Seeing this, Tianzhan really wanted to cry, and he wanted to cry happily. It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place.

In the end, Tianzhan stood up and patted Li'er's shoulder: "Take care of the young master." Whether it was the last entrustment or what no one knew, I saw Tianzhan smile with difficulty, and walked out of the room alone.

The majestic and powerful man didn't cry here after all, but the back of the person who left looked so lonely, completely devoid of the majesty of the past.

"Really, what are you crying about?" the man on the bed grumbled, but at the same time tears flowed down his face. "Really, I can't control this body. The man obviously knew who the girl in the house was crying for, and what was going on with the man who had gone out. "What a happy child, but unfortunately died young. ”

It seems that he borrowed the corpse to return the soul, for such a long time, the man has been sorting out his thoughts, and finally came to this conclusion.

Hehe, I think I'm Walmitt has pursued the mystery of demons all his life, practicing demons at the age of three, becoming famous at the age of seven, and when he was sixteen years old, he has already reached the strength of the holy level, which is not inferior to the legendary figures. It's a pity, it's a pity, when I was about to break through to become a Fa God at the age of twenty-five, I actually ......

Thinking of this, Walmitt clenched his fists, hum, as long as I am alive, there is hope for revenge, you wait for me, I will definitely break you into thousands of pieces to vent the hatred in my heart.

Clenched his fists?Volmitt suddenly found something, can he move?Thinking of this, he slowly tried to open his eyes, and sure enough, the eyelids that were heavy just now seemed to have no weight. Luckily, the sunlight in the room is not too strong, otherwise it would have caused damage to the eyes.

Slowly feeling his body, Volmitt surveyed the room as he struggled to digest the remnants of his body's memories.

The owner of this body is named Tian Chui, 15 years old, and he is the young master of the Heavenly Family, but because of his low natural soul perception and his inability to cultivate Dou Qi, he is not favored and is bullied everywhere. In this world where the strong are respected, there will be no status without strength, let alone the young master of the Heavenly Family, even if he is the prince of the dynasty.

Really, if you can't cultivate Dou Qi, why don't you try magic? In this family, Walmitt tried his best to figure out who the master of magic was, but to no avail.

Could this be a vindictive family? Volmitt doubted that if that made sense, a vindictive family rejected the existence of magic. Although Walmitt despises this kind of behavior, it is someone else's business after all.

However, if this is the case, then the owner of this body is really ill-fated. However, he is still lucky, although there is only a wisp of soul left now, but the magic affinity is still there. He only needs to recuperate well, let his soul recover, and coupled with his cultivation experience in the previous life, he will soon be a generation of powerhouses again. Who says that after 18 years, I will be a good man again? I will not even need 18 years at Walmit.

Fortunately, the magic affinity follows the soul, otherwise it would be miserable if the original Tianluo was also unable to perceive magic. Feeling lucky, Volmitt slowly closed his eyes, wanting to re-perceive the existence of magic, this is what he did when he practiced magic at the age of three, and now he is not familiar with it?

Suddenly, Volmitt sat up, his face pale, and a mouthful of blood rushed up, all coughing to the ground.

This startled the Li'er who had been around, and was a little surprised and a little scared: "Young master, young master, you, what's wrong with you?" I'll go find the master, oh no, I'll ask for Doctor Zhang, oh no, I'll go to the master first." In a panic, she was incoherent and rushed out the door.

Walmitt's face was full of shock, ignoring the pity who went out, and shook his head incredulously: "How come? Why can't I isolate the magic element? How can I cultivate like this? Is it really that the heavens are going to kill me?"

Magical elements are filled between heaven and earth, and there are many of them between breath and breath. The cultivation of a magician is to explore the magical elements between heaven and earth, absorb them, and transform them into their own magical power.

However, just now, Walmit sensed it and found that the magic elements were inexplicably chaotic, intertwined with each other, and could not be absorbed at all. I wanted to forcibly separate part of it, but it was immediately met with a strong backlash.

If this is the case, then how should I cultivate, and what will I take revenge? Volmitt didn't know, he really didn't. It's not that he can't cultivate his fighting qi, it's just that his fighting qi perception is low, and it's too late to start now, how can he catch up with others?

"If you come, you will be safe. Such a sentence suddenly popped up in Tianluo's ear, and the voice seemed to be far away in the sky, and it seemed to be in the ear?

"W-what? Who are you?" Walkett suddenly defended, and those who come are not good do not come.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's who you are? What do you want?" the voice continued, "Remember, it's not fate that chooses you, it's you who chooses fate!"

"Is it, it's me, it's fate?" Volmitt muttered as he repeated the sentence, as if he had been empowered. Yes, what can you do if you have low qualifications? In your previous life, you had a great talent, but what can you do? Do whatever you want all your life, and in the end it is not that you will not die well? It is not that you have not reached the pinnacle of magic? Look at those legendary figures in ancient times, how many of them have such conditions as themselves? But their achievements far exceed their own.

Yes, I chose fate, and I will never be played by fate! What if I am not talented? What can I do if I am talented? The sea is wide and the sky is high and the birds can fly, as long as I want, I will definitely find the mystery of the devil, I will definitely stand on the top of the world again, and announce my existence to the world.

"Hmph, Tianzhui, from today onwards, I will live with your identity!" said the new Tianrui.